The Holy Right of a Comic

But after seeing those three people, Amakusa Shiro breathed a sigh of relief. One of them he knew was the priest of Fuyuki Church, and although he had never met the other two, he could feel that they were also crosses. believers.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again, Father Yanfeng... and the two gentlemen who don't know each other over there, you are also believers of the Lord."

Amakusa Shiro smiled shyly, with the shyness of a young man in his smile. The saint who founded the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion was actually only sixteen years old when he died.

Known as a child prodigy in history, the saint who was known for his elegant demeanor greeted the visitor politely, then grabbed the soil under his feet with both hands, and crawled again to the energy outlet where the holy grail overflowed in front of him.

Roy stopped in his tracks, watched the stubborn boy crawling, and asked after a moment of silence, "...Shiro Amakusa Shiro Tokisada?"

"It's right here, unknown believer, what's the matter with you?"

Amakusa Shiro didn't look back, but he crawled forward hard while still responding to Roy's inquiry.

After a moment of silence, Roy asked in a solemn tone:

"Amakusa Shiro, what are you asking for?"

"Relief for all mankind!"

"Where do you ask for it?"

"In this Holy Grail!"

"Where are you heading?"

"Of course it is under the teaching of God!"

"..."

"Absurd! Since you are a believer in the Lord, but you want to rely on the power of heresy to complete the relief, this is the rebellious Judas!"

Roy sternly reprimanded.

Amakusa Shiro's crawling body paused for a moment, but he still didn't turn his head back, just forced a smile and said: "...So you also know the true function of the Holy Grail, I learned it from Ubus Takuhaideon' the third The existence of magic, I believe that as long as I use the power of the 'third magic', I can fulfill my sad wish that I did not give up until my death!"

"...For this reason, even if it is a 'heresy', I am willing to let myself be burned by fire, tied to a cross and fell into hell. As long as I can complete the salvation of all mankind, I will - I will die!"

As a Christian saint, Amakusa Shiro has an extremely firm will, or stubbornness. He will never change his mind just because of Roy's mere words. If he is changed so easily, then he It is not Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, not the Christian saint who initiated the "Shimabara Rebellion".

Roy took a deep breath, and just as Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's hand was about to touch the energy overflowing from the Holy Grail, he said in a slow but extremely loud voice: "...Look straight at me, Amakusa Shiro!"

This time, Amakusa Shiro didn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse, under the words that were like the words of God, he slowly turned his head away.

Then, his eyes widened, and he looked at the outstretched "God's Right Hand" on Roy's right shoulder with incredible eyes!

That is, the miracle of all Christianity!

That is, the true light of salvation for all mankind!

At this moment, Amakusa Shiro felt that his soul was trembling.

Two lines of hot streams slipped from the corners of the eyes, they were tears of excitement, tears of emotion.

‘Almighty God, (Qianma Zhao) please give me one more chance...this time I will...definitely...'

With blurry tears in his eyes, Shiro Amakusa finally decided that his devout prayer before his death touched God, and God really gave him another chance, a chance to truly save all mankind!

That opportunity was not in the heretical Holy Grail, but in front of him, in the teachings of Christianity!

"Son of God, forgive my unclean belief!"

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen struggled to get up from the ground. He turned his back and never looked at the Holy Grail again. He knelt down on the ground with all five bodies on the ground, letting the tears fall into the soil under his feet.

"You are the one who bears the evil of mankind in the world and can truly redeem mankind..."

"Please let me, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, be able to follow you, just like the apostles follow the Lord Christ, to witness the relief of all mankind!"

He wept bitterly. cabinet.

Chapter 127 Intermission: Astronomy and Chaldea (Part 1)

The second member of the burial authority——

Name: Amakusa Shiro Tokisada

Belief: Amakusa-style cross religion

Biographical resume: XXXX

...

In May of 1951 in the Western calendar——

St Paul's Cathedral, London, England.

Today's church is chaotic, and a warning sign of "Church Maintenance, No Tourists Visiting" has been set up at the door of the church. Several of the most famous contemporary architects, sculptors and painters are gathering together, just like the heroes of the Renaissance. As if together, these contemporary artists are standing under the dome of the church murals, discussing something together.

"Extend the mural from here, repair the pillar, and it will be able to integrate with the environment of the whole church, so as not to make this new mural that is about to be made appear obtrusive."

"This is the design drawing I drew according to your request. Let's see what needs to be modified."

"Do you know what the church is preparing for the new work? This church has hundreds of years of antiquities, and the paintings on the walls and dome are all masterpieces of past sages. Thinking that I can also leave ink in this church, It’s really exciting.”

"I have inquired about the content of the painting. It is said that a life story of 'Jean of Arc' is to be added here."

"Hey, this is a church in England, right? Why are French people painted on it? I really don't know what the bishop here thinks. Can I protest!"

"..."

Many artists in the hall are noisy with each other, but the backyard of the church is peaceful and peaceful.

553 "Godfather!"

Her Royal Highness sat across from Roy. She was almost paralyzed on the table, with her hands folded, her sharp chin resting on the back of her hands, and her two slender legs under the skirt swaying back and forth. No spirit, listless.

"What's the matter, my little elf? Is it sick?"

Roy pretended to be surprised, and he leaned over to lift the smooth bangs on the forehead of Grand Duchess Anastasia, and put his palm on her smooth forehead.

Her Royal Highness patted Roy's arm lightly, pouted and said, "...Godfather, stop joking. Father Yanfeng passed away. Aren't you sad at all?"

She had an overly sad look on her face.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are bestowed by the Lord. Yanfeng is not dead, he just ascended to heaven to meet our Lord."

Roy comforted His Royal Highness softly, and after a pause, Roy joked again: "...Anna, you are actually not sad for Kotomine's passing at all, but sad because you will never be able to eat his ramen in the future Bar."

"Hey...Godfather, you can't say that, it's very disrespectful to the dead, but I really miss Kotomine's ramen, and I feel a little sad when I think that I won't be able to eat it again. His son Kotomine Rizheng It’s really disappointing that I didn’t inherit my father’s craftsmanship at all.”

Anastasia pouted her lips, her small cherry lips were as moist as light, and said regretfully.

"If you let Yanfeng know about your thoughts, he will definitely die unsafely, and he can jump out of the coffin."

"It would be great if he could really jump out of the coffin, so he can make ramen for me."

"I found out, Anna... In fact, Yanfeng must have been mad at you to death."

Roy and Her Royal Highness quarreled, chatted in the afternoon, and passed the time together.

Not long ago, news came from the island country in the far east that Kotomine, the priest of Fuyuki Church, died of cancer at the age of 66. Roy and His Royal Highness attended the farewell ceremony for his body, and personally prayed for him .

And his son, Kotomine Risei, who is nearly thirty years old, inherited the position of Fuyuki Church's priest, and at the same time joined the Eighth Secret Society of the Church of the Holy Church, becoming a representative.

In 1951, the Second World War was over, and the entire human society was waiting to be rebuilt. From this year on, the technological level of human beings will change with each passing day, and the standard of living will rise in a straight line, reaching a situation that the ancients could not understand. Peace Development and development will also become the theme of this era.

"Clean up, Anna! We're flying to France in two hours."

Roy took out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and commanded His Royal Highness.

"I see, Godfather."

Her Royal Highness stood up and straightened her skirt a little. The previous decadent look immediately disappeared, and the whole person became extravagant, elegant and radiant.

"My lord, are you and Anastasia going to France?"

At this moment, a white-haired young man wearing a black teaching uniform and a red coat came in. His skin was bronzed, he had a bright smile, and he held a stack of documents in his arms. His steps were steady and powerful. When I heard the last words of Roy and Her Royal Highness, I asked curiously.

"Well, I'm going to France to complete a job, and Anna will accompany me. Amakusa, do you want to go together? You haven't seen France in this era, have you?"

Roy nodded to the young man, and said in a warm voice with a smile on his face.

The young man who came in was the survivor of the third Holy Grail War, the Catholic saint Amakusa Shiro Tokisada. In the big cave under Liudong Temple, Amakusa found a new method and motivation to save all mankind, and finally accepted it. The power of the Holy Grail completed the incarnation, and thus was able to survive as a 'human being'.

Roy gave him the position of the burial agency. Although Amakusa Shiro Tokisada is not a very capable group among the heroic spirits, as a flesh-and-blood follower, he can fight against the highest-ranking ancestor of the dead. Well, as a combatant of the burial agency, he is considered qualified. Of course, compared to a combatant, his main duty is to handle the daily affairs of the church.

"Lord Supreme Bishop, even at the time when I died, I had never been to France, and I had only heard of this country... This time you are going to France for a serious business, so I will not go with you, and you see, The church is so busy with official affairs that I can't leave even if I want to. Although these tasks are not complicated, the total amount of work that needs to be handled is a bit too much. When can you find more people to help me work together?"

Holding the document in his hand, Amakusa Shiro said helplessly, but his attitude towards work is conscientious. Even if he complains, he will not be lazy and play tricks. His character as a saint is enough to believe, and he has done this job for almost 20 years. years.

"Will have the opportunity next time."

Roy said perfunctorily.

"You said that ten years ago, three years and three years, if this continues, I will be bald... It's really troublesome to feel tired after being fleshed out. If the past servant body has enough magic power, You can work without sleeping or eating.”

Amakusa Shiro was thinking about it, but at this moment he missed the time when he was still a Servant. Living people always have various physiological needs, especially rest and sleep, which takes a lot of time.

"That day grass, do you need me to kill you here and become a follower again?"

Grand Duchess Anastasia smiled like a little devil, and said encouragingly.

"Forgive me, Your Highness! Those who have died once don't want to die a second time."

Amakusa Shiro shook his head again and again, and his answer made Her Highness silent, because she was actually a person who died once, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow is still unforgettable until now.

At this moment, a substitute came in a hurry. After seeing the three people in the room, he bowed and said, "...My lord, the Supreme Bishop, and two other lords from the burial institution."

"Did something happen?"

Her Royal Highness and Amakusa Shiro closed their mouths when they saw someone coming to report, but Roy nodded and asked.

"We have found the location of the mysterious alien object that fell from outer space on the North American continent last year, but the monarch of the Clock Tower's Astronomy Department got that thing before us. The current astronomy department monarch Maris Billy Animsfia informed the church that he wanted to see you."

The agent reported so. .

Chapter 128 Intermission: Astronomy and Chaldea (Part 2)

"Mysterious extraterrestrial object, Maris Billy Animsfia, the ruler of the astronomical department... Heh, interesting."

Roy narrowed his eyes slightly, and he murmured something, and after a moment of contemplation, he opened his mouth and said: "...tell the astrophysical monarch, let him go to France to see me!"

"Yes, my lord supreme bishop!"

The walker saluted and made a sign of the cross on his chest before slowly retreating.

As soon as the agent left, Roy said to Her Royal Highness: "...you don't need to bring anything, we will go directly to France, where church personnel will prepare everything for us."

"Yes, Godfather."

Anastasia pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and said gracefully.

"Then the work of the church will be temporarily handed over to you, Amakusa."

"Please rest assured, my lord supreme bishop, I will take care of all the affairs, and I will report to you directly on important matters, ~you will make the decision."

The sage from the far east assured frankly that he had a respectful demeanor and a pious tone. He really regarded Roy as the Son of God, and he loved himself as an apostle who followed the Son of God.

Miko holds miracles that can save mankind, but if there is any shortcoming of Miko-sama, it is that he has been given too much work. For seventeen years, for seventeen years, Shiro Amakusa has been working tirelessly day and night. Work, I'm really afraid that one day I will die from overwork.

Roy doesn't know the pain in Amakusa Shiro's heart. Even if he knows, he will comfort him. Even if he dies, he can use the Holy Grail to summon him to work again. If Amakusa Shiro knew that Roy used him as a tool from the beginning Come to use, I don't know what he will have in mind.

Of course, as a saint, he will still keep his heart and work hard.

...

Even in the 1950s after the war, civil aircraft still hadn't become the mainstream means of transportation. It will probably be after the 1960s that civil aviation will develop vigorously.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Roy sits in the entire Holy Church. In addition to combatants, there are also various logistics support staff and clergy who perform missionary work. As ordinary human beings, these church members also need to Meals, the annual expenses of these hundreds of thousands of people, and the operation of the Holy Church require a lot of money.

How important is money? The magicians from the Magic Association trade those rare magic spell bodies and materials, and they are all traded in US dollars, not barter; The great role of this world is worthy of the only belief in this world that surpasses Christianity.

Although the church also has property, but the output is not much, and it still needs to rely on the donations of believers to continue to operate. Roy can only imitate the protagonist of the "rebirth flow" in the novel, and use the advantage of foresight to use church funds With a large amount of industry invested, these processes can be written into a commercial novel.

And Roy, who possesses the "human protection" is even more terrifying than the "golden rule". Every year there are huge savings.

Post-war France has not yet established a civilian airport, and the church's special plane landed on a military airport. Roy, who was getting off the plane, remembered something, and said to an agent following him: " ... Don't forget to go to Monaco and ask van Feim for this year's development funds."

The agent took out a small notebook to record Roy's words, and perhaps one day in the future this could be compiled into a "Roy's Quotations".

"I've made a note, my lord supreme bishop!"

Roy nodded in relief.

The twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles and the fourteenth ancestor "Magic City" Fan Feim was one of the Dead Apostles who successfully survived the Tunguska incident. Five of his magic cities crashed in that incident, and most of them All the magic cities were brought down by the magician troops led by Barthemelo. The ancestor of the Dead Apostles immediately hated Barthemelo's clan and the White Wing Lord who cheated him.