The aggressive words of his wife and neighbors and their belief in the Lord of Eternal Night weighed heavily on his shoulders, especially his wife's words, which touched Drus.
The changes in the people around him made Drus's mentality unstable, and he couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts:
Am I really being paranoid?
What if the Lord of Eternal Night is really the same creature as the Eye of Destruction and the God of Horror?
But if I don’t go, my son might freeze to death!
After hesitating for a long time, Drus gritted his teeth, nodded to his wife and neighbors, and said, "Okay, I'll take Anriken to St. Gray's Church right away!"
After saying that, Drus quickly entered the tent, picked up Anriken from the bed, and without saying anything else to his wife, he walked straight out of the door of the shelter and disappeared in the heavy snow.
"Dad, where are we going?"
Hearing his son's voice, Druce suppressed the chill from the outside world and said with a smile, "Let's go to St. Gray's Church."
"Dad, I don't want to go out. It's too cold outside. I can't stand it."
"My child, we are going out to St. Gray's Church to ask the two lords of St. Gray's Church to help you pray to the great gods for help and to save you from the cold."
Drus explained to Anriken with a smile. Although he was smiling, there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.
But now, he would not easily express his doubts.
Soon, Drus saw the majestic and magnificent church in the distance.
The magnificent church is towering, and every brick and stone bears the traces of time. Whether it is the ancient bell, the pious sacred music, or the ceiling that soars into the clouds... every detail seems to be telling the prosperity of this church. The towering palace corridor stretches to the distant end, and everything you see is dazzling.
From a distance, Drus could see the crowds lining up on the magnificent streets, stretching as far as the eye could see. Everywhere he looked, there were crowds of people.
"So many people?"
Druss couldn't help but mutter something, but because of the large number of people in line, his mentality also changed.
The credibility of the Church of Eternal Night seemed to be weighing more and more heavily on Drus's mind.
"Have you heard about that famous Boston entrepreneur, Old John? He originally just wanted to go to church to get the blessing of the gods, but ended up having his advanced lung cancer cleansed as well."
"This is amazing! It's cancer!"
"This is a miracle! The great Lord of Eternal Night is a merciful being. New York is only able to develop under His protection!"
Drus could only queue silently, listening to the conversations of people in front, behind, and on both sides of him, and he became more and more nervous.
Unlike Drus, his son Anricen seemed particularly excited. Although he was very cold, listening to people around him talking about the deeds of the Lord of Eternal Night was undoubtedly a novelty for him.
However, to Druce's surprise, although the line was long, it moved very quickly. Druce had only waited for less than thirty minutes before he reached the threshold of St. Gray's Church.
Drus craned his neck to peer inside. Through the half-open door, he could vaguely see the church ablaze with light. Over a thousand large candles burned on the altar. The candles were arranged in eight rows, each separated by a layer of fresh flowers. The rich aroma of the purest incense rose from the sanctuary like a swirling ocean tide.
Drus was stunned by the scene inside. He had never seen such a magnificent church. The scene inside the church was like a dazzling pearl.
He was in a daze all the way until a clear voice interrupted his standing state: "What's your name?"
He looked up cautiously, only to see a government official in a suit and tie, who seemed to be making some distinction for the church.
"Druze, my name is Drus."
Drus whispered, "This is my son Anriken. We live in Anriken, in the Crotilo district..."
"No need to go into detail, just go in."
The suited official seemed a little irritated. Well, standing there recording the names of everyone who came and went would be irritating for anyone.
With the permission of the government staff, Drus cautiously walked into the magnificent church and saw at a glance a missionary in a black robe who looked quite old.
Around this black-robed missionary were seven or eight believers in coarse linen clothes. They were strong and looked very energetic.
"Bishop St. Smith!"
Everyone around addressed the missionary with respect, which startled Druse. He quickly followed the others and respectfully called out "Bishop St. Smith."
"Um."
The somewhat old-fashioned Bishop Smith didn't seem troubled by anything. Instead, he immediately noticed the Druse father and son and said slowly, "Smart boy, pray. Only the gods can help you."
While speaking, Bishop Smith extended his hand slightly and touched Anriken's forehead, and a few stars disappeared in an instant.
Following Bishop Smith's orders, Anriken rose from Drus's arms, knelt on the ground trembling, and began to pray silently.
After a moment of silence, Drus began to pray to His Majesty the Lord of Eternal Night.
"Eternal Night..."
After praying for about a minute, at the signal of several believers, Anriken and Drus finished praying, and Bishop Smith said that you can go home.
Ah, is that all?
Drus was a little confused. He didn't understand why it was over so quickly. His son Enricen tugged at his sleeve and said happily, "Dad, I'm not cold anymore, not at all!"
Stunned and surprised, Druss seemed to feel a warm feeling in his body.
"Great... This is really... Uh..."
Druss became somewhat incoherent. He looked up at the endless line of people behind him, and tears flowed unconsciously.
With a thud, Druce knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably: "Your Excellency Saint Smith, I am guilty! Before coming here, I was full of distrust towards the great Lord. This was due to my ignorance. Please forgive my ignorance. I am willing to serve you!"
"My merciful Lord will not care about such a small matter."
Smith kindly helped Drus up and said, "Since you feel you've done something wrong, then volunteer at the church and let more people know the name of our Lord."
"yes!"
Drus is just an abbreviation for Boston residents. There are many residents like this who are believers of the Lord of Eternal Night.
The residents of Boston began to shift their faith towards the Lord of Eternal Night.
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