The pastor who led the team came to the cart selling smoothies.

The girl, like the others, knelt on the ground and bowed to salute. The attendant took scissors and cut off a small section of the end of her hair.

But the pastor stopped.

He is not young anymore, with wrinkles on his face. In the eyes of others, he is at least fifty years old. However, his gestures still carry the vitality of a mature man, and he does not appear too old.

In other words, this steady yet powerful pace is more in line with the majesty of the Kingdom of God.

The pastor raised the girl's chin and took a closer look. The light from the sky that had just cleared fell on the girl's face. Although she was thin, her wheat-colored skin looked firm, tender, and youthful.

"How old are you?" the pastor asked.

The girl moved her lips, but the volume was too low and no one could hear her clearly.

The pastor patiently asked again: "How old are you now?"

"I have no idea……"

The girl's answer did not surprise him. After all, poor families would not celebrate their children's birthdays. If there is no commemoration, they will not remember it.

The pastor looked at it carefully again and muttered: "It must be less than fifteen... just right, it meets the requirements."

The girl looked at him confusedly.

The priest took out a sign from his pocket and said: "Are you willing to become a saint of Bombay City?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and asked: "Can my family and I have enough to eat?"

The priest smiled: "Of course there is no problem. Use your thumb, press here... yes, that's it. Okay, you go back and tell your family, and then go to the cathedral with this sign. You know the cathedral

Where is it?"

The girl nodded.

The priest touched her head kindly: "You are so good. Then go back and tell your family. The glory of the gods is waiting for you in the cathedral."

The girl clenched the sign in her hand. At this time, almost all the eyes nearby were focused on her, which made her more and more nervous. She clenched the sign in her hand because she was afraid that it would be snatched away by others.

"Don't be so nervous, don't worry. Once your fingerprint is printed on the sign, the qualifications of the Saint of Bombay City will be bound to you."

After saying that, the pastor smiled and continued walking forward.

Those followers also followed him, still busy collecting hair from people on the roadside.

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"It's a bit strange..."

Hilaria stood by the window, muttering to herself.

Li Yu asked: "What's strange?"

Hilaria frowned and said: "I remember that the collection process stipulated by the Kingdom of God should be more strict. With a group of people like this on the street, collecting while walking, it is inevitable that something will be missed. The former divine envoy

We were once told that every citizen under the rule must have their hair collected."

Li Yu: "What is the process in Yazd City?"

Hilelia: "The city guards and people from the church went door to door to collect. No matter who was walking on the street or staying at home, no one could be missed."

Li Yu thought for a while and whispered: "It feels a little wrong..."

Hilaria: "Have you thought of anything?"

Li Yu: "I have a better ear. I just heard the priest saying that he wanted that girl to become a saint in Mumbai."

Hilaria's brows deepened: "That's even weirder. As far as I know, saints in every city need to go through very strict selection... How can it be determined by just meeting someone on the street?

Yes!"

Li Yu: "Are you sure that the selection process for saints is very strict?"

Hilaria nodded as if it was natural: "That's for sure! First of all, it must be a family with pure and firm beliefs. This must be investigated in advance. The girl's appearance, origin, and talents, including her mastery of the Kingdom of God's classics and various knowledge

, all must pass the assessment.”

Li Yu supported his chin and muttered: "That's even more strange... No, if you think about it differently, it's not strange at all."

Hilelia couldn't help but ask: "What's the idea?"

Li Yu said in a deep voice: "Perhaps the priest just used the selection of a saint as an excuse to choose a concubine for himself."

Hilaria swallowed and looked horrified.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

A strange but friendly female voice came from outside the door: "Hello, I'm here to pick you up."

Hilaria was slightly startled.

Li Yu calmly walked over, opened the door slightly, and took a look through the crack in the door.

Standing at the door was a young woman, probably in her twenties, not tall, not very pretty. She had long black and slightly curly hair tied into a refreshing ponytail, and her skin tone was darker.

You won't stand out from the crowd in Mumbai city at all.

But her eyes are very lively and agile, which is a plus.

"My name is Pujia, hello, Mr. Li. Is it okay if I call you that?"

"No problem, please come in."

Li Yu opened the door to let her in, looked outside, and then closed the door.

Pujia greeted Hilelia and said: "I am the person responsible for taking you to the Tower of Babel. As a graduate of the First Academy of Babel, I am still a trainee mage. I will take the newcomers to the Mage.

The mission of the city is perfect for me."

From a few short sentences, Li Yu had an initial impression of this person - he revealed his true identity when they first met, and seemed to be a frank and enthusiastic young man.

Hilaria asked: "When shall we go to the Tower of Babel?"

Pujia smiled and said: "I'm going to ask Andrei and the others later. If everyone has no objections, we can leave tomorrow. Of course, if you want to visit more in Mumbai, that's no problem. I've been here several times.

This time, I can also be your guide!"

At this time, Li Yu suddenly asked: "Do you understand the actions of the clergy here?"

Pujia's smile suddenly froze: "You mean, those priests?"

Li Yu: "A priest just passed by and led people to collect people's hair. Is this behavior collecting genes?"

"Ordinary priests work for the Kingdom of God and collect genes, but it's different here!" Pujia got angry when she mentioned this. "Collecting genes is just an excuse. They simply find girls they like on the street and take them.

Use the name of a saint to seduce others!"

Li Yu: "Choose a concubine in disguise?"

Pujia clenched her fists, took a few deep breaths, and barely suppressed her anger. She gritted her teeth and said in a cold voice: "If it's really just about choosing a concubine, that's okay. If the girl really goes,

It was hell!”

Li Yu took a breath of air: "If it's more terrifying than choosing a concubine... I seem to understand."

Hilelia's little face was full of confusion: "What do you understand?"
Chapter completed!