For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King) - Chapter 88

   Chapter 88 Unbelievers

   Liz said helplessly when she heard Roy’s words:

   “How many times have you asked this question?”

   “Eleven times, and this time twelve times.”

   The Prophet Crowfeather, with his eyes closed, answered silently.

   Liz said “thank you” to the arakkoa in a speechless manner, then turned to Roy and said:

   “If you’re so curious, why don’t you ask him directly? I think William is a good talker.”

   Hearing William’s name, Roy couldn’t help trembling in her heart, and then she bit her lower lip and whispered:

   “I’m not curious…”

   “I’m not curious why you have to ask twelve times?”

  Roy didn’t answer right away, as if he was thinking about how he should explain it.

   The emotion that drives her to ask this question repeatedly is really not curiosity.

   but panic…

   She was the nun’s dress that was ripped off from a floating corpse that floated from the sewers, and used this to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Church.

   And her respect for the eight holy spirits placed on the shrine was not even as much respect for the floating corpse.

   The teachings of the Church of the Holy Spirit, she never believed in one day.

  Her mother was a devout follower of the Holy Spirit Church, but she was still rejected by the Mercy Church because she had no money to donate, and eventually died of illness. Since then, Roy has decided that there is no Holy Spirit in this world.

  If the Holy Spirit is really as merciful as the church preaches, then why are there so many miserable things in the world?

   Anyone who has ever lived in a slum should understand that there is no Holy Spirit in this world.

So whenever she heard the priest ask them to kneel and pray to the holy spirits on the rostrum, and said that as long as they prayed, the holy spirits would surely hear them, she would use the colorful swear words she had learned in the slums in her heart. They scolded it over and over to prove that the so-called Holy Spirit is a piece of shit.

   And because only the Eighth Holy Spirit had a specific name, she scolded the Eighth Holy Spirit a lot.

   Just as her colleagues insisted on praying and became a habit, she also became a habit of scolding William Kane and Tyra Riel in her heart every day.

   And now the real William Kane appeared in front of her, she had no reason not to panic.

   After all, she is probably the person in the world who scolds him the most in front of the shrine.

   On the road before, when the man kept asking her about the situation of the Sealed Temple, she was sweating and trembling, for fear that the other party would find out her previous matters and come directly to the Holy Inquisition.

   “I just want to hear your opinion on whether he is the eighth Holy Spirit?”

   After deliberation, Roy finally asked.

   As soon as these words came out, everyone present stopped their movements and turned to Roy at the same time, which made her heart skip a beat.

   After a few seconds, Ravenfeather Prophet spoke, and now his pupils have turned back to the normal human pupils.

   “He is the lord of my lord, so whether he is the eighth Holy Spirit or not, does not affect the crow’s belief in him.”

   The arakkoa replied.

   Nezemar, who finished reading the eighth Holy Spirit prayer in the Gospels of Kane’s New Testament, simply replied:

   “He said he was not the Eighth Holy Spirit, so now he is not.”

   Not now, but he will be in the future when he admits he is.

   Cass just peeled the orange. He helped Liz cut the orange into suitable pieces with a few knives, and then said seriously:

   “Although he is unbelievably strong, I believe he is mortal, just like us in essence.”

   Although the answers of the three people were different, they undoubtedly agreed that he was William Kane himself.

   And according to the theory of the Church, this means that he is the Eighth Spirit himself.

  Roy’s eyes turned to Liz, the little witch ate a few small pieces of orange pulp with a happy face, and then said to her:

   “I don’t understand your human beliefs very well, but as I said earlier, wouldn’t it be better for you to directly ask William himself this question?”

  Roy was about to say something when a familiar voice sounded behind him, which made her back straight with a “uh” sound.

   “Wait for a long time, what do you want to ask me?”

  Roy’s head was as stiff as the second hand of a clock, turning back one by one.

   The gray-haired man was standing behind her at the moment.

   “Saint…Kay…I’m everything…”

   Roy was speechless and didn’t know what to say. He wondered if he should kneel down now and repent of what he had done before.

   “She said she wanted to know if you were the real Eighth Spirit.”

   At this critical moment, the witch who was eating oranges kindly asked her out.

  Roy screamed badly in his heart, and then said to William tremblingly:

   “No, that’s not what I wanted to ask!”

  William looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face.

   He asked, “Then what exactly do you want to ask?”

   After hesitating for a while, Roy asked boldly:

   “Actually, I just want to know, will you keep all the prayers of your devout believers in your heart as it says in the New Testament of Kane?”

   “Why, are you very religious?”

  William asked rhetorically.

   After hearing the other party’s question, William was actually slightly disappointed.

   The power that can truly defeat the Void King’s body. Currently, in William’s cognition, it seems that only the incarnation of the Seven Holy Spirits in the ending of the waning moon.

  Although that power is equivalent to a firework or a meteor, it is a one-time consumable, and you need to spend your life to use it,

   But it can also be used as a hole card to deter.

   And it’s not a game now, maybe in the future, we can find ways to improve it, and we can use it without paying so much.

   Therefore, the goal of rebuilding and completely mastering the Church of the Holy Spirit has a very high priority in William’s heart.

   On the way back, William asked Crowfeather Prophet in detail about what happened in the Sealed Temple. After listening to the description, he had considerable expectations for Roy, a priest whose work style would not be restricted by various rules and regulations.

   If you take good care of it, you might be able to play a big role in rebuilding the church in the Blackwater Swamp in the future, and even in the plan of rebuilding and thoroughly mastering the entire Holy Spirit Church.

   After all, for a fanatical believer like Nezemar, William was really not at ease to let her handle some more mundane affairs. It would be better to leave this kind of thing to a more pragmatic person.

   But now Roy is acting as sincere and fearful of himself as Nezemar before, but William can’t help but feel a little worried.

   This person is not a fanatic, he is just hiding deep…

   Hearing “Is your faith very religious?” At the moment of this question, Roy felt like he fell into an ice cave.

   After struggling for a while, she answered with difficulty:

  ”My faith…of course very religious…”

   “Is that so?”

   The other party replied, unable to conceal the disappointment in his tone.

   Finally, under this heavy psychological torment, Roy finally couldn’t stand the pressure and confessed:

   “No, not really that religious…”

   Surprisingly, after saying this, Roy had a feeling that a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

   Immediately, she continued without interruption:

“Because I don’t understand, if the Holy Spirit is real, then why is the world like this? Why are so many people dying innocently? Why don’t you show up when so many people are suffering? I’ve always wondered not. Knowing this, my faith is destined to fall short of piety.”

  Nezmar was about to say something when he heard the words, but was stopped by William.

   He looked at Roy calmly and asked:

   “So, you are actually an unbeliever?”

  Roy met William’s eyes and nodded.

   Seeing the disturbed and determined expression on her face, William smiled.

   “Very good, I think I’ve found the perfect fit.”

   (end of this chapter)