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The old priest's expression shifted as he tried his best to make excuses, but before he could finish speaking, Marne interrupted him.
"Just happened to run out of food today? Don't you think that's ridiculous? Look how thin everyone's gotten! You're telling me this is from starving themselves for one or two meals?! Show me what starving yourself looks like!"
"..."
The old priest was speechless for a moment, only then realizing how foolish his words had been.
"Also, what kind of clothes is she wearing? They're not only worn out, but they also don't fit properly. Did she pick them up from somewhere?"
"Furthermore, it's clearly school time now, and she's already five years old. Why isn't she at school? Why is she here, at nine o'clock, eating such a simple breakfast?!"
"You didn't not only embezzle her child support payments, but you also treated her like free labor, did you?! Are you even human?!"
Faced with Marx and Engels's barrage of questions and accusations, the old priest retreated repeatedly, but finally could not hold back any longer and exploded.
"What do you unbelievers know! You are just remnants of sinners and have no right to receive the Lord's blessing. Her father didn't want her back then, and it was an act of kindness for him to take her in. Making her do some small tasks is just to make her atone for her mother's sins to the Lord!"
The old priest roared hysterically, his ugly face fully exposed, and he even continued shamelessly, "I am not wrong, it is all the Lord's guidance! It is for serving the Lord!"
This completely left Marx and Engels speechless; the fanatics were simply incomprehensible.
Therefore, Marx and Engel have always been rather averse to all religious sects.
They spout off about doctrines, yet they rarely perform the good deeds described in those doctrines. They commit any evil that isn't forbidden, and then brazenly proclaim, "I'm a follower of XX religion! I'm devout! I'm a good person!"
To this, Marx and Engels could only say: 'Are you fucking sure you're even human? Don't insult all of humanity!'
If it weren't for the fact that my mother wasn't here, she would have wiped out that human scum, the old priest, immediately.
However, even though Gilgamesh isn't here, there's still the Lion King and Mordred.
Mordred couldn't hold back any longer and rushed over to give this scum a good beating.
The Lion King did not stop it and simply acquiesced.
Ignoring the old priest's screams, Marne turned to Karen and pulled her over.
Karen wasn't afraid at all; in fact, she watched with interest as the old priest was brutally beaten, a hint of pleasure flashing in her eyes.
It wasn't that she felt relieved or anything, but rather that she had inherited some of Kirei's personality traits. She didn't feel that she had been treated unfairly; she just enjoyed seeing other people's happiness destroyed and liked to reopen old wounds.
Yes, she's a pure 'bad' girl with a sharp tongue, but it hasn't fully awakened yet, so it's not that obvious. She also doesn't talk much and is rather quiet.
"Karen, I've come to pick you up. Do you remember your father and grandfather?"
Maren began to explain the reason and her background to Karen in a soft voice.
When the child was one year old, Kirei entrusted him to the church, and he never saw his father and grandfather again. Even if he had seen them before, he probably wouldn't remember them much now.
"Father and grandfather?"
Karen still looked puzzled after hearing this.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, but in short, you will be living with your family from now on, and of course, us too. Well, if you still don't understand, just know that for now, just follow us."
Karen looked at Marne, then at the three little ones and the Lion King, and slowly nodded.
"Come, let me introduce you. This is Illya, Rin Tohsaka, and Sakura Tohsaka. They are your older sisters. You should get along well with them. If you don't understand anything, you can ask them first. This is Artoria, and the one hitting people over there is Mordred."
After introducing Karen to the Lion King, Ma En took out some luggage from his personal space and handed it to him.
"Lia, why don't you take them to get Karen a change of clothes first? There's some food inside, so let her have something to eat first. We'll talk about the rest after I've finished cleaning up here."
"Yes, leave it to me, Master."
The Lion King accepted the order and took the four little girls to a room to change clothes.
Only then did Ma En look at the old priest who had been badly beaten.
"Master, what should we do with this guy? If we keep beating him, he might die."
Mordred wasn't worried about the old priest's life or death, but rather felt that killing him so easily would be too lenient.
Chapter 159 Ding! The wicked little cotton-padded jacket has arrived!
Without saying a word, Marne walked closer and waved his hand, casting several healing spells on Father Lyle.
Seeing this, Mordred did not make any further moves, but silently stood aside to watch how Marne would proceed.
"You! You demons! How dare you!"
Father Lyle managed to catch his breath, but the nerves stimulated by the pain hadn't recovered. He slumped to the ground, glaring at Marne and gritting his teeth, saying, "To do such a thing in a sacred church is disrespect to the Lord! You all deserve to go to hell!"
"Who cares? That's just your boss. What does that garbage concept have to do with us?"
Maren curled his lip. These brainwashed fanatics were really something else; they even had to include "faith" in their insults.
What harm could this do to non-believers? It's just self-indulgent attacks.
"You! How dare you blaspheme my Lord! I'll fight you to the death!"
When Father Lyle saw that Marne dared to insult the Lord he believed in, he was immediately broken and struggled to get up and fight Marne.
He'd rather die! He must defend his beliefs!
Father Lyle's self-indulgent inner monologue was completely useless. Marne snapped his fingers, and Mordred, who was standing nearby, immediately understood. He stepped forward and punched Lyle to the ground, then stepped on his back, making it impossible for him to get up no matter how much he struggled.
Marn squatted down and smiled at Lyle, whose face was pale: "Such a steadfast faith. It reminds me of something interesting. Let's play a game."
Lyle realized that there was no point in struggling any longer, so he stopped and glared resentfully at Marne.
Maren didn't care; on the contrary, he became increasingly rampant: "Like I just said, who cares?"
“You say everything you do is to serve your Lord, then let’s see if your Lord cares about your distorted service.”
As Ma En said this, he produced some data in his hand and waved it in front of Lyle.
Leilton's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the object in Maren's hand, a bad feeling creeping into his mind.
What Marne held in his hand was something else: a photograph of the underground church, featuring the frail and pitiful Karen.
The content is roughly as follows: there are scenes of them eating, scenes of Karen dealing with miscellaneous clothes while Lyle supervises her, scenes of Lyle scolding Karen, even hitting and cursing her, and scenes of Karen covered in injuries, hiding alone in a corner and crying.
Scene after scene depicts Karen's pitiful state, making her so endearing, while also highlighting Lyle's ugliness and twisted nature.
Well, except for the first one, the others were all constructed by Marx and Engels based on real-life scenes. They were generated directly from imagination, without any trace of Photoshop.
"Tell me, if these things are exposed, what will outsiders think of you? What will the church think of you? What will those people think of the church?"
Maren laughed wildly, his laughter filled with pleasure: "At that time, do you think the outside world will condemn you as the sinner you hate the most?"
"Wouldn't you change your opinion of the church because you've become a sinner?"
"Will the church, seeing this, put you on trial for heresy?"
"If your Lord sees this, will He grant you salvation?"
"Or rather, does He care? You are just a believer who is nothing, what have you done, your life and death, whether you are guilty."
"Does He... really care?"
Lyle was panicking because he knew that once Marne made these things public, there was a high probability that they would really turn out as Marne had said.
"No...no! This can't be! This is a frame-up! I didn't do these things! I didn't! This is fake! Evidence! Fakenews!"
Lyle screamed hysterically, but Marne silently stood up, made another envelope, packed the contents, and...
"It's not all fake, is it? Have you done it or not? Do you dare swear to your Lord? If it's half true and half false, as long as some people believe it, who will care whether it's true or false in the end? Your Lord?"
Lyle looked at Marne, who had a bright smile on his face and should have looked like a sunny boy, but he felt that Marne was a devil. His smile was so ferocious and terrifying that Lyle turned ashen and lowered his head in resentment.
"Then, farewell, Mr. Sinner of the Future."
Maren was too lazy to waste words with this kind of person, so he simply cast a magic spell on him, knocking him unconscious.
"Master, as expected of you."
Mordred gave Marne a thumbs-up with admiration.
There is no greater sorrow than a broken heart. Ma En's move was a direct attack on the soul, far more ruthless and satisfying than the few blows she received.
···
"If you know how powerful it is, then learn from it. Some problems can be solved without lifting a finger."
Mordred scratched his head: "I can understand the controls, but if you asked me to do it, I definitely wouldn't be able to figure out how."
She said that she understood it after reading it, but as for learning it, she could only say that she had failed miserably!
If she were truly capable of handling these things, she wouldn't always act recklessly based on intuition.
"..."
Seeing this, Marx and Eng did not say anything more until they knocked on the door next to them.
Click!
The door opened, and the Lion King came out first, giving Marne a strange look.
The soundproofing in this old church is really bad. She was inside just now and could hear everything that was going on outside, so she naturally knew what Marne had said.
.. .. ..
I also think that Marx and Engels were really good at manipulating people's mentality, easily killing them by destroying their spirit.
However, she didn't say anything, but stepped aside slightly to let the four little girls behind her come out.
Among them, the newly added Karen is particularly eye-catching. After changing out of her tattered clothes, her beauty is immediately apparent. At this moment, she is eating snacks quietly with a satisfied look on her face, just like an elegant and quiet Persian cat, so cute and adorable.
However, she is still too thin and small, with no meat on her body, unlike the other three little ones, who are all plump and pink. I need to feed her properly in the future, at least to make her up for lost weight in the near future.
Thinking this, Ma En suddenly looked at Karen's satisfied little expression and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
He remembered that the encyclopedia seemed to say that she had a weak sense of taste, and that she could eat all of Kirei's dishes with a happy expression. How come she doesn't seem like that now?
But never mind, it must have been the later life as a medium that led to that. It's better this way now. Only with a normal sense of taste can one properly enjoy food, otherwise it would be a great loss in life.
Marne was looking at Karen, and Karen was looking at Marne.
She had heard what Marne said, especially Father Lyle's hysterical shouting, which she found very pleasant and enjoyable.
She noticed that this older brother seemed to know a lot, and he easily accomplished what she had always wanted to do but couldn't. She was secretly tempted and wanted to learn from him.
Karen: ! Even the family wants to kill someone by destroying their spirit!
Nine.