Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 540
[Chapter 542]
Bishop Cobler walked down the corridor to the depths of the building.
It is not the first time he has visited the building.
The Pope’s Auditorium is occasionally used as a place of honours, and it was here that Bishop Kobler was conferred the command of the Third Crusade as a young man.
In the past, this place was a place full of honor for Bishop Cobbler, but now those glorious memories of the past have turned into a nightmarish existence torment Bishop Cobbler.
But these memories are very clear.
He followed the crowd to the first prayer room in the auditorium.
In the past, this was the place where the Pope used to pray, but this was just a pretense, and the judge kept a kind of ‘incorporeal creature’ here.
Bishop Kobler doesn’t know what the creature is, and its food source is completely unknown.
But every judge can feel its existence, and judges call it a ‘messenger’.
‘You just need to touch your gods and that’s enough.
‘
Bishop Cobler’s ear echoed the hoarse voice’s instructions.
The gods here refer to the statues in the prayer room.
He walked quickly into the prayer room and began to look around for the statue of the God of Light.
The light in the prayer room was very dim, so dim that I could barely see the figures around me.
But the Inquisitor has night vision ability, and Bishop Kobler’s line of sight looked towards the front of the prayer room.
The statue of the God of Light had long since disappeared, replaced by a glowing plane on which a picture of a man who seemed to be being interrogated was played.
“Devil’s trick!”
Bishop Kobler scolded in a low voice. He did not expect Saint Heluria to betray the Holy City to such an extent.
In order to accommodate the creation of the devil, he actually did such a crazy thing to tear down the statue of the god.
The statue has disappeared, does this also mean that his mission has failed?
An anxious mood came over Bishop Kobler, and
his brain gradually began to be swallowed by a kind of confusion, for which he began to bite his thumb.
The force of the bite was so strong that the blood on the thumb overflowed, and this pain made him barely calm down the anxiety in his heart.
The messenger’s breath did not disappear.
Bishop Kobler raised his head and looked around. He could feel that the creature named ‘Messenger’ was still in the prayer room!
‘The messengers will lodge around people and objects, and if the statue is destroyed, touching the surrounding humans may make the messenger appear.
‘
Bishop Cobler’s hoarse voice resounded in his mind again.
Touch the people around you?
Bishop Kobler raised his head, and only then did he realize that there were surprisingly many people sitting in the prayer room.
The benches in the prayer room were almost full!
Isn’t this a prayer room dedicated to the Pope? How could it be…
“Come here! Come here!”
Suddenly, a loud voice echoed throughout the prayer room, and Bishop Coble suddenly raised his head and looked forward.
It was only then that he realized that this was no longer a prayer room, but a cinema hall!
The picture created by the demon is being presented in front of his eyes.
But this time, what he saw on the screen was not a demon… but a group of humans.
Bishop Cobler doesn’t notice what’s in front of the movie, but now it’s a bunch of humans roaring around the bars.
A magic car stopped outside the fence, and a group of people in chains walked down from it.
Is that… a prison?
“Are you going to gamble today? Rhett.”
“Gamble for cigarettes or money?”
The dialogue of the people in the picture echoed in Bishop Kobler’s ears, but he didn’t care about it at all, his eyes retracted from the picture and looked down. The crowd that was sitting, in order to find the ‘Messenger’, he can’t continue to stand here!
“I admit that I didn’t feel anything special when I first met Andy. He looked like he would fall to the ground when the wind blew, and that was my first impression of him.”
Bishop Cobler moved towards the last row .
When the person sitting walked and touched the group of people without leaving a trace, the lines of the character named ‘Ryder’ still echoed in his ears.
He still focused on finding the whereabouts of the messenger, until Bishop Cobler walked past the last row and came to the second-to-last row, pretending to be a very picky spectator, and walked through the gap between the seats.
The words that sounded in his ear stopped Bishop Kobler’s footsteps there instantly.
“You were convicted, so you were sent here. Rule number one, no blasphemy! I don’t allow anyone to blaspheme in my prison.”
This sentence made Bishop Cobler stop moving and looked up at In the picture, a man with glasses stood in front of all the prisoners.
“This warden is also a devout believer…”
“Those poor prisoners must be able to repent.”
Bishop Kobler listened to the comments of the people next to him and understood the identity of the man with glasses.
The warden is the administrator of the prison.
Bishop Kobler just reacted to the gods in it, he ignored the plan to continue the work at hand, but it didn’t take long…
“I only believe in two things, discipline and canon… Here you have both, put you Leave your minds to God, your bodies to me, and welcome to Shawshank.”
The warden’s line made Bishop Kobler stunned.
He looked at Andy, the male protagonist who was washed with water in the picture.
When Bishop Kobler first joined the Crusaders, he had heard a similar line, that is, ‘Give your mind to the gods.
‘
But the difference… Bishop Cobler is an honorable crusader, but the hero in the picture is a vile prisoner.
Gods and canons, devout believers… Isn’t this a product made by demons?
“Undoubtedly, the first night was the hardest, walking into the cage naked, naked, as if you were just born, the disinfectant powder made your skin burn like fire, they threw you into the cage and closed the iron door, Only then did you feel that it was real, and everything left you in an instant…”
Reid’s monologue echoed in Bishop Cobler’s ears again, just the line of ‘everything left you’ , let him stunned there…
no… this is just a story made up by someone!
Devil’s trick!
Knowing this, Bishop Kobler once again retracted his gaze.
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He walked straight past the penultimate row. After coming into contact with those people, in order not to attract attention, he walked to the front row and continued to disguise as the audience who chose the position.
The audience’s pious admiration for the warden didn’t last long, and it was calmed down by the oppressive atmosphere of the night.
But soon… a harsh voice broke the silence in the theater.
“I don’t belong here!!”
a fat-looking prisoner shouted in the screen, and the other prisoners immediately began to boo.
“Let me out!”
Bishop Kobler raised his head and looked at the prisoner lying on the railing, praying with a crying voice.
This scene inexplicably aroused the anger of Bishop Kobler.
“Stupid, begging for mercy is useless.” Bishop Kobler said in a low voice, gritted his teeth.
[End of this Chapter]
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