Then why aren't you running?

The Church is here!

Chen Fan's heart sank, and a faint unease appeared on his face.

"Alright, I understand. I'll be right there."

He took a deep breath, hid the uneasy expression, and got up to walk towards the closed door.

Beside him.

Gao Yuan's face was pale, his bloodless lips trembling slightly.

Although he had previously spoken the fearless and blasphemous words of overthrowing the Church, when the Church truly came knocking, having grown up in Varrela City, the methods of the Church from the past couldn't help but surface in his mind.

"It's over, it's over..."

He muttered in a low voice, "Chen Fan, we've definitely been discovered."

Looking at the scene before him, Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh.

What was this called?

Online, I'm a heavy hitter; in reality, I'm a coward?

Although he said that, seeing Gao Yuan's appearance, Chen Fan's vigilance in his heart increased again—just from the prestige accumulated in the hearts of the believers, it was clear that the Church was definitely not a benevolent organization!

He reached out and gently patted Gao Yuan's shoulder.

"Calm down, nothing will happen."

"Remember what I said before?"

"As God Chosen, the Church won't act against us without concrete evidence."

Under Chen Fan's comfort, the expression on Gao Yuan's face gradually returned to normal.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up from the ground, "I'll go out with you."

"If they really try to frame you..."

"I'll testify for you!"

Living room.

The midday sun streamed in through the open window on the side, forming pathways of light in the slightly murky air.

A Priest in a long black robe stood quietly in the living room, gazing at the closed door not far away.

The wide black robe and black hood completely concealed the Priest's body, adding a touch of mystery out of thin air.

At the bottom of the robe, a small section of a Mechanical Prosthetic covered in profound patterns shimmered with a cold, silvery reflection in the sunlight.

"Priest, Priest sir, please, please have a seat."

A middle-aged woman with a face full of wrinkles carefully carried a wooden chair behind the Black Robe Priest, speaking in a respectful and humble low voice.

The Black Robe Priest didn't move at all, as if they hadn't heard the woman's words.

A cold aura emanated from the Black Robe Priest, and the expression on the woman's face gradually froze.

A strong sense of unease flashed in her eyes, and she silently retreated to the side with the chair.

At this moment, beneath the wide black hood.

Isa tightly pursed her slightly pale lips, her lively right eye filled with unease and apprehension, and her left Mechanical Prosthetic eye also trembled slightly.

Was what she was doing really right?

Was this considered betraying the Church?

If the Church found out, would she also be sent to the Holy Tower between the four Main Churches to be executed?

Wait? Did Chen Fan's mother just speak to her?

Oh no, oh no, she zoned out again, what should she do now?

Should she use the method Carlisle taught her?

No, no, Carlisle said that was for Church clergy, she couldn't do that to believers...

Thinking this, Isa's already poor mood became even more chaotic.

Of course, in the eyes of the woman beside her, the aura emanating from the short Black Robe Priest became increasingly cold.

She turned her head to look at the closed door, her eyes full of bitterness.

"Creak..."

Just as the atmosphere in the living room became increasingly tense, the closed door was pulled open from the inside, and the old metal hinges simultaneously let out a grating sound.

A familiar face appeared before her, and the tense expression on the woman's face also relaxed a bit, "Xiao Fan..."

"...Isa?"

Chen Fan looked at the little Black Robe potato in front of him and let out a surprised cry, "Why is it you?"

At the same time, the cold aura on Isa's body completely dissipated.

She stepped forward, her tone incredibly urgent: "Lord Chen Fan, I have something urgent to tell you."

At Isa's strong insistence, Chen Fan brought her into his room.

The moment she saw Gao Yuan, Isa's body stiffened, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes hidden by the black hood – she recognized him, this was that difficult-to-deal-with God Chosen.

"Speak, what is it that you can only say away from the God Statue?"

Although he had already somewhat guessed Isa's purpose, Chen Fan still pretended to know nothing and asked her, "Doing this shouldn't be in line with the Church's regulations, right?"

Isa was silent for a moment, then reached out and took off her hood, revealing her beautiful face.

She stared straight at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with anxiety: "Lord Chen Fan, the Church might move against you soon."

Gao Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly turned to look at Chen Fan.

Under their gazes, Chen Fan maintained his original calm expression: "Oh? And the reason?"

Isa took a deep breath: "Last night, the Church discovered forbidden books in the Library."

"The Archbishop has already ordered Wallis Bishop to conduct a strict investigation of you. Once a problem is found..."

Chen Fan interrupted, picking up the thread: "Sent to the Church's Execution Platform?"

Isa was stunned.

"You... how did you know?"

Chen Fan shrugged, a slight relaxed smile on his lips: "Hasn't the Church always done it this way?"

Isa blinked, her small face filled with confusion.

He knows he's going to be sent to the Execution Platform and is still so calm?

Having served as a God Chosen in the Church for so many years, this was the first time she had seen such a brave God Chosen!

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Isa's face showed anxiety as she reacted: "You already know the outcome, so why aren't you running away quickly?"

"You don't think your God Chosen status can exempt you from punishment, do you?"

"Impossible! Once the truth is found out, the Church will definitely strip you of your God Chosen status!"

Looking at the anxious appearance of the little mechanical potato in front of him, the smile on Chen Fan's face grew even wider.

"Truth?"

"What truth?"

"I merely consulted some ancient texts in the Library, which is my right as a God Chosen."

"But... but..." Isa felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't articulate it.

"But that book is a forbidden book, right?"

Chen Fan said for her.

Isa's eyes lit up: "Yes, that's what I wanted to say!"

Chen Fan spread his hands cheerfully: "But I didn't see any forbidden information in it."

"What, can the Church now casually slander even God Chosen?"

Isa: "???"

Something was wrong, very wrong, twelve parts wrong out of ten.

"Why don't you think carefully, if the Church had really found that I intentionally consulted forbidden information, would you still have had the chance to come and tip me off?"

Isa: "??!"

Looking at the dizzy little mechanical potato, Chen Fan dropped another bombshell: "Do you believe it or not, the Church already knows that you came to my house without permission?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that Wallis Bishop is already close to arriving here."

Isa: "?!!"