[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 164 [English]

Chapter 160 Under the Temple

This summer, the upper class of the royal capital was enveloped in an inexplicable low pressure, and no one knew the reason.Prince Goya and Duke Goya went south in early summer and never returned.King Uther’s stay in the royal capital not only spared him the royal hunting this year, but also delayed the date of his wedding to the queen-to-be.An ignorant minister came to remonstrate with him, but User’s look almost made him wet his pants.No one dared to mention this matter.

The king no longer went hunting, and other nobles naturally did not dare to blatantly have fun.It was supposed to be a lively social season, but as a result, everyone was cautious and it was boring and silent.

Autumn comes in a blink of an eye.The harvest and festivals keep everyone busy and dispel the gloomy atmosphere of summer.This year’s spring plowing was personally supervised by the king, and there was a good harvest, so the people’s mood was particularly high.Compared with the anxious nobles, the common people lived a peaceful and prosperous life, and everyone was beaming and praising the monarch’s wisdom.

In early October, I wore a simple linen robe, covering my head and face, walked through the bustling city, and entered the quiet Holy Church.I touched my forehead with holy water at the entrance to calm my soul with the coolness, then went to the shrine on the side of the hall and knelt down to pray.The figure was buried among the sparse believers.

Godiva has been in my house for more than a month.After this period of research, she finally found out about some love medicines, improved the medicines, and relieved some of my physical pain.I breathed a sigh of relief and was able to do something else to distract myself.So, like countless people who desperately seek medical treatment, I dived headlong into religious beliefs with no way to seek help.

Since I can travel through time, does the theory of gods and monsters really make sense?

After the unification of the empire, the two major religions went their separate ways and did not interfere with each other.Among them, although the main religion has a longer history, I still chose the holy religion.Not only because the north has always been the territory of the Holy Religion, but also because the strictness of the Holy Religion may be more suitable for me, a sinful person, than the Lord God’s Religion, which has gentle doctrines.

The Holy Religion originally originated from the Lord God Religion.Hundreds of years ago, the corruption of the Lord God’s religion reached the point where both humans and gods were angry. Some radical believers left angrily and established the austere and strict Holy Religion.It is very different from the main religion that promotes forgiveness. The holy religion claims that people are born with serious sins, and living is atonement. Only through dedication, hard work, and sacrifice can we win God’s favor and ascend to heaven.This spirit of self-discipline has won the Holy Religion great prestige, allowing it to quickly compete with the Lord God Religion and firmly control the northern part of the continent.For centuries, the Holy Religion allowed the people of the North to give up struggling in poverty and bitter cold, and numbly obeyed exploitation and oppression.In the majestic rock church of the Holy Religion, believers wear humble clothes and practice humbly.And I, starting from half a month ago, have been among them.

Except for those days when lust was at its peak, during the rest of the time, I walked here every day, practiced, and prayed, relying on these to occupy my thoughts and time.The brainwashing sermons of the monks, as well as the dedication and piety of the believers, seemed to have really had an effect on me, or perhaps it was the effect of Godiva’s new medicine. The lust seemed less enticing.This made me even more superstitious, and I almost wanted to live in the cold and simple monastery of the church like other ascetics.

Morning prayer, listening to sermons, and confession are my daily routine.After the prayers in the main hall, I went to the back hall to listen to the sermon.Now that the busy farming season has passed, many civilians have come to the church to worship, and there are many people in the spacious lobby.I looked around quietly at the door and silently walked to an inconspicuous corner at the back.

After a while, Bishop Linyi filed in with all the monks. The bishop climbed onto the pulpit and began to preach.The sound of he is like a loud bell, majestically announcing the sins of each of us.I lowered my head in submission, full of regret.At this time, the sound on the stage suddenly stopped without warning.I looked up in confusion and saw a man coming in and standing at the back of the hall, seeming to be thinking about where to go.

I just glanced at this person and couldn’t take my eyes away because he was so eye-catching.He did not wear the linen robe of a believer, but was dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, but it could not hide his brilliance. He appeared to be tall and tall, standing out among the crowd like a chicken.As for he’s face, I can only see the side from my position, but what a face it is, with clear lines, deep and elegant eyebrows, and one forgets the world at a glance.He hadn’t made a decision yet, but the bishop on the stage had already seen he and stretched out his hand to him. He paused for a moment without a trace, then walked across the entire hall, walked up, held the bishop’s hand, kissed the ring on he’s hand respectfully, and then stepped aside.

The bishop looked satisfied and continued his preaching.I lowered my head again. This small episode did not cause any waves.

The Holy Church prides itself on eliminating people’s desires, and there is no lunch. The bishop’s preaching lasted from morning to afternoon, and the people in the entire hall were shaking before he could stop.He stretched out his hand to the person next to him, and that person stepped forward, supported him, and turned into the back of the church with him.At this time, the other believers slowly dispersed, and I wrapped my headscarf and veil tightly, preparing to go to the back courtyard to relieve my numb legs from standing, and then go to my confession.

Letty had already arranged everything in the church for me. No matter where I wanted to go or what I did, no one dared to stop me.I took a slow walk in the private garden in the back courtyard, feeling a rare sense of peace due to the warm autumn sunlight and the holy atmosphere of the church.When you feel tired, sit down on a bench in the corridor.Compared with the brightness outside, the corridor seemed much darker.I was dressed simply, almost blending in with the stone wall, making it difficult for anyone to notice.After sitting for a while, I saw two people walking slowly towards the other side of the garden.I looked closely and saw that it was the Bishop, followed by the man who had just arrived at the church.

Not wanting to see anyone, I got up and hid behind the porch, thinking they were just passing by.Unexpectedly, the two of them stopped not far from me.

“What?” When the bishop saw the man behind him stopping, he also stopped and turned around to ask.

“I will send you here respectfully.” The man bowed his head and saluted, his voice as warm as the spring breeze blowing on his face.

The Bishop’s brow furrowed.

“The relics of the saints enshrined in the sacristy are not allowed to be visited or worshiped by anyone other than the most devout believers.” The bishop said sternly: “This is a great blessing. Don’t be confused.”

The man still lowered his head and said in a soft tone: “I am so virtuous and capable. I dare not disturb the remains of the saint.”

The bishop’s expression became even more displeased, and he stared at him with an air of arrogance and inviolability.

“Luke, everyone is guilty. Only by obeying the Holy Father and dedicating yourself can you wash away your sins and ascend to the Pure Land. I take you to see the holy objects to accumulate merit for you so that you will not fall into the pain of purgatory. Do you understand?”

I huddled in the shadow of the pillar. When I heard the name, I was slightly startled. I looked up. From this angle, I could only see he with his head lowered and a row of submissive people.

“My sins are heavy.” He said softly: “I don’t deserve your love.””