Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Every time the Pope holds an indulgence, it is equivalent to a limited-time celebration. People can obtain the indulgence by making a pilgrimage to a certain place. Later, the method of buying indulgences was developed, that is, "If you can't come yourself, you can donate money."

The Roman indulgence was more special and more practical.

The priest continued, "Entering hell will cause your soul to be polluted by the sinful breath of hell. The indulgence certificate can free you from that pollution."

"But the amnesty certificate has its limits and needs to be purified once a year, so it must be re-applied every year."

"After the record is made, we will notify you one month in advance."

"If you lose it, you need to apply for a replacement promptly. Entering Hell without a pardon certificate is extremely dangerous."

"Please be aware that many evil sorcerers have their souls polluted because they entered Hell without a pardon."

That’s it for the basic rules.

The middle-aged priest hung the item around Elyse's neck and said with a sincere wish, "On behalf of the entire church, I express my gratitude to you. I hope you can contribute to the purification of Hell, child."

If Elyse was not Gorgon, she would definitely be touched at this moment.

Unfortunately, the divine light will not envelop me.

He will never favor me.

The only one who would favor a witch like me... is the editor.

Chapter 314 Destined Encounter

Elizabeth's confusion was cleared away, and after expressing her gratitude, she planned to turn around and leave the church.

Unexpectedly, the pastor smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Goethe, I heard that you haven't chosen a mentor yet, right?"

"Really?" Elise tilted her head in confusion.

"When you first enter hell, you need guidance. Usually there will be a mentor. Since you don't have a mentor, we also have professionals in our church." The pastor explained.

"Well, there's no need for that. I'll actually find a mentor when I get back..."

"You're welcome. This will save you a lot of trouble. Don't worry, we are professionals." The pastor was very enthusiastic.

Many grassroots pastors are indeed good people, just like the kind-hearted community ladies and uncles.

Some priests have the bad habit of liking little boys and should be thrown to Hiroshima to have some fun with real little boys.

Annie comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll be watching from the side."

Elyse wanted to escape, but she couldn't.

While she was struggling, the door of the church was pushed open, and a figure stepped in gracefully, walking towards the sunlight, as if the whole person had merged into the light, with white clothes and pure white skin.

Elysee looked back and was stunned at the sight.

it's beautiful.

With long golden hair, a well-fitting dress, and an appearance without any pendants, she has a pure and clean beauty, like a marble sculpture coming to life.

She was wearing the clothes of a clergyman, almost covering her entire body tightly. However, this ordinary outfit had a sacred feeling, because her temperament was so unique, like a morning breeze blowing in, and suddenly the air was filled with the smell of sunshine.

The blonde girl spoke in a clear voice: "Hello, Reverend Edward, I'm here for worship."

The priest immediately smiled and was about to salute, but quickly stopped, coughed lightly, and said, "This is the church's new novice nun, Jeanne... She's also done guidance work. If you don't mind, why not let her give it a try?"

"Ah, okay..." Elise answered subconsciously, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that she had been blinded by beauty.

She blushed and wanted to refuse.

But Jeanne had already taken her arm: "Then please follow me."

"Wait...um, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure had already walked into the small room on the side of the church.

Anne didn't follow them. Instead, she waited until they left before catching her breath. She pressed her chest and cautiously asked the pastor, "Is that the new Highness?"

The pastor nodded. Anne was also a believer, and this matter was actually widely circulated among church members.

"Holy Face..." Annie whispered, "What a fitting title."

"Your Majesty's exceptional promotion is, in my opinion, the most correct decision," Pastor Edward said seriously. "This princess is absolutely worthy of being called a Saint."

Annie smiled helplessly, "Whether the believers agree or not, it's already a done deal... But since His Highness is the reincarnated heroic spirit of a saint, the outside world's doubts will be self-defeating. Why haven't you announced it yet?"

"Your Highness wishes to study here for a year or two," Edward explained. "Your Highness is not yet old enough to go on pilgrimages."

"Indeed." Annie looked towards the closed door. "It's a good thing to get to know more people of my age. Here we don't have as many rules as in the church."

……

"Please lie down on this chair." Jeanne said gently.

Elizabeth lay down obediently.

Jeanne took out holy water and washed their hands, her movements and expressions meticulous.

Elyse glanced over secretly and was distracted for a moment.

"Does it look good?" the nun suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's indeed beautiful." Elise finally reacted after she said that and her face immediately turned red.

"Actually, you look pretty too." Jeanna wiped the water stains from her hands and smiled faintly.

"I don't think I'm as pretty as you." Elise didn't feel ashamed at all, she was just stating the fact. The other person's beauty was too flawless and clean.

"Why do we have to compare? The white clouds are beautiful, but aren't the waves beautiful too?" Jeanne placed the wet and warm towel on Elyse's cheek and wiped her cheek.

"What is this step?" Elyse asked after avoiding his sight.

"During the relaxation phase, you will appear tense," Jeanne said. "That's not good for guidance. Only when you are completely relaxed can you begin to guide."

Elyse pursed her lips, her nervousness clearly visible.

"Would you like to chat?" Jeanne said, "We still have plenty of time. Even if the guidance fails once, you can come back tomorrow."

"No, no, no, this is too much trouble for you." Elise immediately spoke in shame.

"I'm just a nun, why would I find it troublesome? It's my duty to help those in need." Jeanne laughed again.

But this time, Elise saw some inappropriate sincerity in the other person's smile, and she suddenly remembered where she had seen a similar smile... It was when Frey secretly replaced Angelica's cosmetics, deliberately pasted the labels of two different perfumes upside down, and expected the other person's smile when she turned over.

With ill intentions... No, to be more precise, he was looking forward to the other party's reaction when his prank was discovered.

Every time Frey saw Angelica discover something was wrong and then confronted her, she looked satisfied instead of angry.

Elysee immediately grabbed the other person's hand.

Jeanne immediately retracted her hand, but it was too late.

Elyse looked into the interlayer of the towel and saw a hidden crayon.

Jeanna's eyes evaded: "Hmm..."

Elizabeth caught the evidence red-handed and asked, "What did you draw on my face?"

"I haven't started painting yet." Jeanne said with an awkward smile.

"not yet?"

"It will be easier for me to paint after you fall asleep." Jeanna no longer had any trace of holiness in her. All that remained was the panic and embarrassment of being caught messing around with a naughty child. She probably didn't expect to be discovered, so she quickly said, "I'll clean it up before you wake up. No one will notice."

"Is this why you use my face as drawing paper?" Elyse felt like she had become a completely different person. She said unhappily, "Sister, do you really enjoy playing pranks?"

"Not really," Jeanne put down her towel and crayons. "It's just something to pass the time when I'm bored. Going to church all day and listening to people complain is really stressful for me."

After she took off her nun's hood, she scratched her golden hair.

Only then did Elyse notice that the other party had not combed her hair at all, and her hair was a mess... Her still fair skin and holy beauty suddenly had a bit of worldly slovenliness to embellish it. If she picked her nose at this time, it would directly ruin the signboard of the beauty girl who appears once in XX years.

She wanted to kill herself when she had felt attracted to someone before.

I was completely deceived by appearance.

This nun's personality is a little too lively and casual!

Just as Elyse was about to speak.

Jeanna suddenly said, "Actually, the chair you made was once a torture device, but it was later transformed into an easy chair."

Alice's scalp tingled. She was most afraid of this kind of ghost story, and she immediately jumped up from her chair.

"Hahahaha, you actually jumped up." Jeanne burst into laughter.

"Don't joke like that!"

"I'm not kidding." Jeanne closed one eye. "It's true... I can even hear the wail of the soul on the chair. He's shouting..."

In a deliberately scary tone, the nun chanted, "How come this chair pinches my buttocks~~~!"

Elyse stared at Jeanne motionlessly: "Do you think you are humorous?"

She stood up and said, "I don't want to bother with you, I'm leaving!"

"No!" Jeanne immediately tried to stop him, "We haven't even started guiding yet!"

"And then let you draw a turtle on my face?"

"I promise not to draw a turtle!" Jeanne raised her hands and swore to the sky.

"Even drawing chicks is not allowed." Elysee frowned: "Throw away your crayons."

Jeanna had no choice but to obey, then she changed to another chair and patted it: "Lie down."

Elise was skeptical, she had some doubts about the business ability of this overly lively nun.

This time, Jeanna got serious: "Here, this coin..."

She dangled a coin hanging from a string, attempting to hypnotize him: "You are very sleepy now. Very sleepy."

Elizabeth couldn't stand it any longer: "Give me... ZZZ..."

Fall asleep in one second.

Jeanna clapped her hands: "Done."

The next moment, she grasped the pardon, and at the same time, grasped Elysee's hand, closing her eyes. "O omniscient and almighty Holy Lord... I think that's the name, right? Please bless us with holy anointing and a red carpet... or was it the Golden Fleece? Never mind... Anyway, this or that will pave the road to Hell, where he will sing of your glory, preach your teachings, and recite your divine name... Ah bala bala, Waibibabab Ali Baba... End of prayer!"

She opened her eyes, slapped her fingers on the top of Elyse's head, and slapped her soul to the ground.

"Go to hell!"

Chapter 315: The First Level of Hell

When Elyse opened her eyes, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar place.

She sat up and looked around. Here was a deep red land and the air was filled with a lot of water vapor.

The world before my eyes seemed like an endless desert.

The visible range is only ten meters around at most. There is a faint red mist floating in the distance, and the rain falling from the sky will not stop.

She stretched out her hand to greet the falling raindrops, and the raindrops on her palm were a dull red.

"Blood rain, red earth, desolation."

She couldn't help but hold her breath: "This is hell."

She was standing under a tree at the time, and the tree blocked the blood rain, preventing her from getting wet immediately.

This is the first time for Elise to enter hell. Generally speaking, it is enough to guide her to this step. With experience, it will be easier to enter next time. After that, with slow practice, she will gradually master the methods of entering and exiting.

Once it happens too often, the activities that make you blush and your heart beat faster will become boring.

She was about to leave, but the sound of footsteps around her made her stop her fingertips.

Under the same tree, the gray mist was obviously different from the light red hellish blood mist. It appeared here abruptly, like a trace smeared by a pencil on a landscape painting on paper. Then, the pencil drew an extremely rough square on it. The simple lines gradually became vivid and turned into a door.

The door opened, and a young man dressed in a different outfit pushed it open and walked out.

At this time, his outfit was quite cool, and he deliberately changed from the classic look to "Riding the Blue Sea and Wind".

But as soon as I came in, I was startled by the wind.

Sure enough, hell is not a place suitable for a seaside vacation.

He had no choice but to switch back to the classic suit and cloak skin.