Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

At night at the miller's house, Miller and his family of three sat in a circle around the table and leaned against the fireplace to dispel the chill of early spring.

Mr. Miller still looked like he was lost and collapsed on the chair, allowing Mrs. Miller to curse endlessly.

Mrs. Miller cursed until her mouth was dry, and she picked up the water cup and drank it, and then moistened her throat and continued to curse.

"Mother, stop for a while. My father didn't mean it. If he continues to scold, he can't solve the problem. I'd better think about what solution first."

Shana, who had learned about the incident from Mr. Miller, took the lead in coming back to her senses from the panic and dissuaded.

"Or why, let's go and find the church." Mrs. Miller thought for a while and suggested.

Mr. Miller seemed to have caught some life-saving straw, his eyes lit up and said, "Yes, go find the church, isn't the church going to deal with these devils?"

"No," Shana rejected the proposal, saying, "The church will deal with the devil and will deal with the people who trade with the devil."

Mrs. Miller said unwillingly: "It is no longer the Sea God Church. I think the new Church of God of Wealth is not as domineering as the previous Sea God Church."

"Yes, let's go to the Church of God of Wealth. It doesn't matter if I die, as long as, as long as..."

Mr. Miller and Mrs. Miller said together.

"No, we can't afford to bet," Shana shook her head and said, "What if? What if this new church still handles such a thing like the Sea God's Church?

Have you forgotten those who were burned to death by the Sea God Church in the past when they were burned to the stolen rack?"

For a moment, I fell into a long silence.

...

Three days passed soon, and it was the night when the devil was about to take Shana away.

Shanna washed herself from head to toe, bathed incense, drew a circle around herself with chalk, and pointed a dot in the circle.

A evil wind blew, and the old gentleman still appeared in the yard calmly and gracefully, knocking on the door.

After a while, seeing that no one opened the door, he was a little impatient and gently pounded the ground with his cane, and the door of the house opened in response.

The old gentleman tidied up his sleeves, walked up the stairs slowly, and walked out of a door after searching for a sound, and used his old tricks to open the door.

Take a look at it at first glance.

I saw Shana kneeling in the circle, folding her hands together, praying devoutly:

"Allor, the great sun god,

Please enlighten my prayer heart, stroke my eyebrows with your hands, and make me strong and courageous in everything.

You are the incarnation of light, the nemesis of evil;

In the glory of Ah, even when walking in the darkness, your light will always illuminate, and all sins will be dispersed;

My Lord, My God, You are my direction, the answer to my life is all my hopes.

I rely on you like a fish needs water, and a tree needs soil.

Please provide me with you, so that I can stand up and win in the face of evil. God bless you."

When the old gentleman heard the prayer that annoyed the devil, especially the sun god Alor, the hell creatures hate the most, the old gentleman's face changed drastically.

"Child, come with me. As agreed, I will take what I deserve."

Shana turned a deaf ear and kept praying. But if someone looked carefully, she would find that her forehead was covered with sweat.

The old gentleman looked at Shana who ignored her, and the dark light appeared in his eyes again, and the miraculous demon sounded again:

"Child, come with me, I will let you enjoy the most beautiful and luxurious life in the world, delicacies of mountains and seas, handsome men and strong men, gold and silver jewelry..."

Shana still said nothing. The old gentleman's eyes were shining red, and he cursed: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

After a "crackling" sound, its palm holding the cane turned into a webbed hand, its fingers were sharp claws, its delicate pants were stretched open by its strong split hooves, a long tail,

To the huge bat-winged fleshy wings.

Classic image of the devil.

The devil opened his teeth and claws and bumped into Shana.

This symbolizes that the circle of the sun seems to feel something, and emits some white light slightly.

"Bang-"

"ah-"

The devil screamed and flew backwards, as if he had touched a soldering iron.

Unwilling to give up, he kept trying, but he just couldn't get close to Shana.

After touching the blister, he cursed fiercely: "Damn human. I must put you in hell, and be tortured by the fire forever!"

...

In a room in a hotel in Ante City, the Millers and his wife were lying indifferently back to back on the bed.

Both of them were worried and had difficulty falling asleep.

"Wow—"

After a gust of wind blew the curtain, the sound that made Mr. Miller not sleep peacefully appeared in his ears:

"Yeah, isn't this Mr. Miller? Why don't you stay at home, but sleep here instead?"

"Why are you hiding from me?"

As this sentence fell, the old gentleman turned into a prototype again, shivering at the shiver, hugging the couple who were ignorant of their own, and roared:

“Take all the water away! She can’t wash it so clean;

Take all the chalk away! She can't draw the disgusting pattern.

Don't play tricks on me, otherwise you will have something to see!"

After saying that, the devil turned into a gust of wind again and disappeared, leaving only the pale Millers.

After the exciting experience of the night, Mr. Miller was very scared and silent. He no longer said anything to go to the church, but just did it.

After listening to her daughter's story, Mrs. Miller advised her husband to hide in the Sun God's pattern together, so that she would not have to worry about the devil's harassment.

But Mr. Miller seemed to be scared by the devil and disagreed with anything he said.

It was soon as the night approached again. Seeing that her daughter was about to be taken away by the devil, the anxious Mrs. Miller said to Shana privately:

"Shana, your sad father has been fascinated by the devil and has lost his courage. He is no longer a reliable husband or a reliable father.

Now I can only wish the gods to bless you, and the glory of the gods to bless you from evil.”

Mrs. Miller said as she picked up Shana's hand and drew a pattern of crossing a golden sword and a gold coin in the palm of her two palms.

"This is the mark of the crown prince worshipped by the New Church. I think the noble gods will not tolerate evil spreading in their own land of faith. Remember, the prayer of the crown prince is..."

...

It was late at night, and the devil came again in Shanna's room.

Still dressed in a tuxedo and a gentleman dressed in a single-sided golden glasses. Seeing that there was no circle or bathing and praying, Shana, who was unprepared, rushed towards her with great pride:

"Your soul is mine!"

Shana curled up in the quilt, heard the devil's cry, and prayed silently in her heart:

"The great existence from the Azure Star, you are the master of metal, you are the pioneer of machinery and industry, you are the master of wealth, and under your protection, I will obtain wealth equivalent to labor."

"May you bless me, the lost lamb, and the troubled, and I will be your faithful believer."

With the prayer in her heart, the mark in her hand shone slightly golden light.

“Huh?”

At the same time, Zhong Ming, who was thinking about how to pick up Shana tomorrow, also felt a weak but very intimate line of faith.
Chapter completed!