On the grass outside a small church in Munich, Germany, the sun is shining brightly, and countless colorful butterflies can be seen flying on the flowers in the grass. Little bees are busy, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. In the jungle not far away, you can see small tents, which are the residence of campers.

A blond boy was chasing a butterfly on the grass excitedly. Behind him, a middle-aged man in a black robe and bearded face quickly stopped him. The middle-aged man walked to the little boy, stroked his head, and smiled and said, "Jester, my son, remember that God is equal to all living beings. He spreads his love to all living beings, and don't hurt these little living beings, okay? In God's eyes, they are God's children like us."

The little boy Jester raised his head and asked curiously: "Dad, have you ever seen God? Is he really a beard like that in the mural?"

Jester's father smiled and said, "No, son, I have never seen God, but as long as you feel God's presence in a deep heart, you will feel God's existence. Do you know? God is everywhere, and his power has created this beautiful world... Come, go to the God's case with your father and pray to God, God will protect a good child like you."

Jester jumped and followed his father into the church, and began to pray to God.

My father's prayer was different from Jester. He whispered: "Great God, I, your devout servant, praises you: Thank you for saving me from despair, thank you for giving me the peace now, thank you for giving me this child Jester, thank you for making me your servant..." Because of bankruptcy, my wife abandoned him and Jester, and let him get up from the abyss of despair was a missionary that I heard by accident, allowing him to submit to the church, and because of his piety, he became the priest of this small parish.

Under the influence of his father, Jester gradually began to be full of respect and trust in God. In his young heart, God is everything, and God can do everything.

"Dad, my body is so hot, so hot... so uncomfortable."

Jester had a high fever for several days. Although he was awake, his body temperature had reached an amazing temperature. His father took care of Jester overnight, his face had sunk deeply, his big eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he moaned in pain: "Oh, God, did I do something wrong? Do you want to take back my last hope? Jester, my child... Praise God, praise my Lord, my Lord omnipotent..."

In the small rural hospital, the father's anxious prayer sounded. The attending doctor shook his head and said, "God, is this child infected? His body temperature actually reached 60 degrees Celsius, which is incredible... Mr. Douglas, you'd better take Jest to the large hospital in Munich. I really don't understand, I keep having a fever, but Jest is not confused. It's a miracle."

A word of evil reminded his father. He quickly rushed to the phone outside and called the Bishop of the Archdiocese of Munich: "Oh my God, God bless you? Mr. Bishop, I am Father Douglas. I just met you last time... Do you remember? My child, Jester, may be possessed by the devil. Can you come here? His body temperature is now at 60 degrees Celsius, but he is still sensible. He said there was a fire in his body, which made him feel uncomfortable."

The Bishop agreed: "Okay, I will come right away. It is our duty to expel all evil devils. Father Douglas, you can now read the Bible next to Jester and call the name of my Lord, and it will be effective... I have a few honorable guests here, and they will come together."

The father was anxiously praising God beside his son, and his lips were quickly blisters. He was anxious and kept looking back at the door, looking forward to the appearance of the bishop.

More than an hour later, the bishop wearing a white and gold-edged robe led a dozen priests in and quickly walked to Jester. A man in a black robe with a cold face followed the bishop, carefully looking at Jester, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The bishop shook his head and said, "Strange, there is no devil's breath, but let's try it. A normal person has a fever for so long and has long been dead."

The man said in a low voice: "There is no need to hold an exorcist ceremony, the child is not sick. Praise the omnipotent God, and he chose this child."

The father's heart trembled and he asked in surprise: "What the hell is going on?"

The man pressed his hand on Jester's forehead and smiled: "Sure enough... God has given this child the power to carry out God's will and eliminate all darkness in the world. Child, concentrate, sense the power emitted from my hands, and call on the flame in your body... Come, praise God, God is omnipotent, and my Lord has given me infinite divine power..."

In the surprised eyes of the bishop, priest and doctor around him, red flames emerged from Jester's body. The temperature of the flames was so high. The clothes and beds were all burning. The blazing flames made everyone around him take a few steps back. Only this man stood in the flames as if nothing had happened and said to Jester who was terrified in the air: "My name is Sgang, the deacon of the Inquisition. Child, God has given you strength. Are you willing to use such strength to safeguard God's dignity?"

Jester subconsciously replied: "I do."

Sigang smiled with satisfaction.

My father asked in surprise: "Inquisition? God, isn't that a medieval existence?"

Sgang said seriously: "The Inquisition is the Inquisition where God punishes heresy. He has existed in the past, now, and will continue in the future... Is Father Douglas? Because your child is favored by God, I will ask the Vatican to appoint you as a bishop. Jester will receive rigorous training in the German branch of the Inquisition to become a warrior in defending God."

Endless training, training, training, physical, mental, superpowerful, and a short period of cultural lessons every day. In addition to the Bible, they will also teach Jester and others about the current situation in the world and other issues.

Jester's talent determines his excellence. When Jester was seventeen, several sacred deacons who taught him had already exclaimed: "This child, praises God, will become the most powerful warrior... If new sacred tools can be discovered now, he will become the most powerful sacred knight ever."

Unlike other trained children, the power of the Jester flame is so powerful that he seems out of place with other companions. Can you let a proud eagle and a group of hens communicate with each other? No, so, Jester cannot. The success and gradually increasing strength make Jester proud, which is also what the Holy See needs. The senior officials of the Inquisition are originally noble existences, and a little bit of pride is allowed. Jester is destined to have a bright future, and even the head of the Inquisition has heard of such a genius.

Jester finally started his first separate mission. In fact, it was very simple. He inspected the parish every night to prevent some dark creatures from taking the opportunity to harm people. If necessary, he would take action to eliminate them. Although he did not have enough practical experience, Jester's super power had already decided that he could do the mission alone.

It was a wonderful moonlit night, and the clear moonlight shone generously around.

A black shadow flashed past Jester, and Jester subconsciously chased after him. Under such a night, in the faint breeze, Jester jumped easily above the building, and even had the illusion of flying.

The figure in front suddenly stopped on a spire. A girl turned around angrily, stared at Jester with silver eyes fiercely, pointed at Jester's nose and scolded: "What are you doing? Why are you chasing me, a girl in the middle of the night?"

The water-like moonlight gently spread on the girl's long dark hair and beautiful face. Looking at her angry expression, Jester knew that she was finished, she was completely finished. His brain was already in a state of crash. He didn't doubt why a girl might jump hundreds of meters out of thin air. He stuttered: "Miss...I...can I ask your phone number? I...I don't mean anything else, I just want your phone number."

The moonlight that night was deeply engraved in Jester's soul forever... Even when he followed his later boss, became a saint, and reached an unimaginable state that others had become, Jester, who had become a god, would still cry because of the moon that night and those silver eyes that night.

Jester began to take the initiative to ask for tasks every night. The heads of the German branch of the referee were very happy and regarded this as a performance of Jester's pursuit of progress. While appreciating him, he also wrote a lot of credit to Jester. Soon, Jester became a preparatory deacon, and his promotion was a miracle.

Helen, the name of the girl, was ignorant of the world, and she and him started a passionate and unforgettable relationship. Every night, the two glided in the air, sat on the highest spire in Munich, and were stunned at the moon in the sky.

For the first time in his life, Jester kissed a girl in a raid, and then slapped her gently by the coquettish...

Two handsome young men wearing black cloaks and golden patterns embroidered on the edge of the cloak smiled bitterly on the distant building. One of them said sadly: "A man from the Inquisition? Is Helen crazy? Can't he see his identity?"

Another indifferent person said: "I don't think it's relevant. This kid looks pretty good... Our Shakel family did not join the Dark Controversy Group, and the Holy See has no reason to cause trouble for us."

The first one said with some concern: "I hope so, but... after all, we are vampires, and he is humans. Have you seen our marriage with them have a good end in thousands of years? What's more, our Shakel family is the oldest and most noble family among vampires. I'm afraid that if the Holy See knows, it won't let it go..."

The tragedy happened. Those who were deeply jealous of Jester, those young people who were trained at the same time as Jester, secretly followed Jester several times and sent a secret report to the top leaders of the Holy See. Jester, who was blinded by love, had his five senses weakened to the extreme, and he did not notice the behavior of these despicable people at all.

The senior officials of the Holy See and the upper levels of the referee were furious, and a group of elite soldiers were sneaked into Munich, and Jester was now in a pledge with Helen.

The Dark Conflict Group's forces in Germany investigated the Holy See's actions, but after discovering that their target was the Shakel family, the Dark Conflict Group gave up the plan to help and avoided Munich far away.

On the half-year anniversary of Jester and Helen's meeting, more than a dozen black shadows surrounded Jester and Helen. A large number of other Holy See masters, including three sacred knights, rushed to the castle of the Shackle family. The sacred barrier set up by the six archbishops in the collaborative battle enveloped the castle. Although the advanced vampires had powerful power, they were caught off guard and were slaughtered by the people of the Holy See, and only two Helen's brothers rushed out...

Originally, nothing could have happened because the Holy See had no idea where the Shackle family's base was. However, every time Jester sent Helen home, those villains who peeped Jester had already remembered the road.

Jester looked at Sigang in a daze in front of him, and stammered: "Teacher Sigang, I..."

Sigang shook his head and said with a little distressed feeling: "What a pity, Jester, you might have entered the most core of the referee, but it's a pity... This girl is a senior vampire nobleman, don't you know?"

Jester looked at Helen, who was full of panic, and nodded firmly and said, "Yes, I know, but I love her... You taught me that God treats all living beings equally, and all living beings are God's children, why?"

Sigang slapped Jester's question and said gloomyly: "Damn, these lowly dark creatures do not deserve God's favor."

More than a dozen masters from the Holy See, equivalent to the deacon level of the Holy See, rush to Jester and Helen, shouting, "Save it, damn traitors, you will be burned to death."

Two black shadows rushed over quickly, and their sharp claws penetrated into the back of these masters from behind, and shouted wildly: "You two, run, run quickly... The Holy See is making a big move, the Shakel family no longer exists."

More than a dozen cross-sacred lights shot from behind. The Holy Seen Masters who chased these two young men arrived. Seeing their colleagues who were attacked and died tragically, their eyes almost turned red, and they quickly activated their holy power to emit the cross-sacred light sword.

Jester pulled Helen in horror. The two of them looked at the two young men who were desperately blocking the holy light with their bodies. Helen screamed: "Brother, you go, you go..."

A young man shouted wildly: "Helen, go with Jester. Mom said, "You must leave safely no matter what. My sister, go quickly... Let's go, Jester, go fuck you go..." The young vampire aristocratic man who has always insisted on being gentle and elegant has sweared for the first time in his life.

Jester tightened Helen's hand and quickly retreated.

The slow-moving Archbishops finally arrived under the escort of three holy knights. The strong holy light almost instantly destroyed the bodies of the two young people... A young man murmured: "I wish you happiness, my sister..." The body had turned into dust, flying in the water-like moonlight.

Jester pulled Helen, who was weak all over and fled, and he had no idea where he went or where he was safe. Helen cried along the way: "Is this what my family is like?"

A powerful holy light with a whistling thunder shot over. Jester quickly protected Helen in front of his body and used his back to resist the attack. The powerful force made the two fly out from afar. The powerful holy power contained in the holy light made Helen tremble all over. Although she did not hit her, the natural power of restraint still made Helen unable to bear it.

The three sacred knights floated steadily in the air, watching Jester, who was coughing up blood all the way, hugging Helen away, the one on the left asked in confusion: "Come on, Skel, why didn't you kill that kid directly? You didn't use any force at all, right?"

Skel yawned: "We have killed all the big men. We also want the people in the German diocese to get some credit, otherwise how could they have face? This time, I killed the Shakel family, which is known as the royal family among vampires, and the credit will definitely not be small. What's the point of sharing them a little, just two little devils..."

The three of them laughed proudly, and the mighty wind blew, and they disappeared quietly.

Jest ran desperately towards the village he had in his childhood, where his most beautiful memories were there, and in his mind, it was the safest place in the world.

A heavy blow made Jester fall to the ground. The familiar punching method made Jester know who the person was. He raised his heavy head, looked at the dozen or so partners in front of him who were training at the same time, and smiled bitterly: "You..."

The leader kicked Jester's head and said viciously: "Damn Jester, it's us... Look, we followed you and found the castle of the Shackle family. We reported it to the Holy See. Now the Holy See has eradicated the Shackle family. We have made great contributions. Please give it to you..."

A group of people surrounded him and punched Jester. They deliberately did not use their strength, but tried their best to humiliate Jester physically. The superiors said that they wanted to burn the two people to death, so they would not kill Jester now.

The last impression of Jester was Helen's silver eyes that contained deep sorrow. He vaguely heard a voice: "May God Satan bless you, Jester, my lover, may you have peace for your life..."

Jester's body was far away by a powerful dark force, followed by a black pillar of fire that soared into the sky, and the dazzling black cross light. Jester remembered that mantra: "Praise my Lord, my Lord, omnipotent, and use your power to destroy all rebellious things in the world. O Satan, the omnipotent Lord, give me the power of primitive darkness."

Helen told Jester's last sentence: "Go to Britain..." Britain, the largest stronghold of the Dark Controversy...

Jester began his crazy escape. Along the way, he cursed God like crazy, cursed everyone in the church except his father, until he was caught up by several people from the Inquisition in London...

When Yi Chen woke up in the small room on China Street, Jester found that his hair turned into a strange blood-red, as red as the blood flowing out of Helen's body after it exploded...

"Bi. Douglas, because your son Jester has been in a relationship with heresy, the Holy See decided to take away all your teaching positions. From now on, you will not be allowed to enter the land where any diocese is located."
Chapter completed!