Going their separate ways

".They are now tracking me to the country and sending demon messengers. This is the first time I have seen such a monster."

When Qiao Mani said this, his eyes showed real fear.

He was not afraid of the existence of animals that were different from nature. Clayton's two shots made him understand that monsters were also afraid of muskets. What he was afraid of was the overlap between monsters and humans.

It's like stuffing a human soul into the body of a cow or sheep. That blasphemous feeling of guilt.

Thinking of the harpy's face, Joe Mani's throat was a little blocked.

"Relax, kid, and tell me what happened to you."

Father Petty's tone was unhurried. He held the sword cross necklace on his chest, squatted down and put it against Joe's forehead. His warm voice reached Joe's ears.

"The light of the Father will drive away evil spirits from you, so there is no need to worry."

"I saw the harpy, the legendary monster"

Warmth spread from his forehead, and Joe felt himself floating into the sky, but his body was still where he was. The lightness made him want to let everything out, but something heavy suppressed him in time.

"It followed me all the way home. But I finally spotted it and drove it away with a pistol."

Duo duo.

"It's good that you know." Clayton said ambiguously.

"You went back again?" Bruno couldn't hide his surprise.

"I'm not saying that you are wrong, I am just stating the facts. Harpies are not the only ones who can grow rancid feathers." Father Petty put down his necklace, stood up, and signaled the priest to open the door of the church, officially

Welcome believers today.

"How is this possible?!" Joe Mani asked in surprise. He disposed of the corpses with his own hands and confirmed that those weird shapes were not possessed by animals in nature.

Although the river in the dock area is shallow, there are usually no visitors there. No one will dig it out again for several years, so it can be regarded as a relatively peaceful cemetery.

"That's true. I don't think I've ever seen you lose your composure."

"I clearly saw the woman-like head and the bird body that continued to emit a putrid smell. They were exactly the same as in the legend!"

But Joe also left something as evidence.

"By the way, do you still plan to come to the church as a volunteer during this time?" he asked Joe. "We have no money here, but we can provide free Holy Communion."

Clayton pressed down the brim of his hat, trying to hide his face.

"I will prove my piety."

"Where do you live?"

"The reason is simple, because you need me to ignore something."

Because he wanted to see Galid.

The mayor's son's pet dog was baptized by him. It was a good and pious dog.

"I want to be baptized, Father!"

Because Bruno took Marietta's money.

Qiao touched the prickly heat on his face that had not faded away, and then nodded vigorously.

He stretched out two fingers to knock on the window. Bruno noticed his hint and threw the spoiled bread on the ground, walked straight into the cafe and sat down opposite him.

But his idea was indeed correct by Bruno.

After losing the power of education, the church’s believer base declined from generation to generation.

"This is only the feather of the red-backed eagle, not the feather of the harpy."

"Still following me"

Joe raised his head, the confusion on his face still lingering: "But these existences are so bizarre. Father, please tell me what is going on?"

"I come!"

"How could it be? I have always been a kind person. Her speculations are just delusions. Have you ever seen me get angry?" Clayton responded without changing his expression.

Bruno pointed at his eyes, and then put on a cynical smile: "You must have been tricked by Miss Marietta, right? Have you really been doing something ulterior motives recently?"

In the false peace maintained with the dark descendants, various countries reduced the power of the White Religion in order to restore central power. They took away a large amount of the White Religion's land, strictly limited the number and development of monastery schools, and gradually replaced monastery schools with public schools.

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"It's not that simple to become a Christian." He turned around and told Qiao seriously.

"You're doing a good job, but you shouldn't go any deeper. Leave the rest to us, kid."

Joe lied. He sank the harpy's body to the bottom of the river last night after Clayton left.

He was thinking whether he should call Bruno in.

"But if you insist, then memorize the holy scriptures first. Next week, I will arrange for a godfather who can help you understand God's grace. In this process, you can give up at any time."

But this is of no use, because even when he is sitting, his 188cm tall and broad shoulders matching his burly body are still quite conspicuous in the crowd.

He grabbed a blood-stained ocher feather from his pocket, held it in his palm and offered it.

Bruno rang the bell on the table to call the waiter:

"Four slices of buttered bread, two sausages, and a cup of hot milk. Charge them all to the gentleman opposite."

Joe stood up. His legs were numb and he took a moment to regain his balance.

Bruno held his chin, recalled and thought seriously, and then said: "But this feels even more suspicious. You are still a mid-level officer, but you have no temper at all. Maybe there is a conspiracy in this."

The guy was wearing a hat and sitting on the bench opposite the cafe. While monitoring the place, he tore off bread crumbs to feed the pigeons. He was doing such a completely risk-free job that Clayton even envied him.

Of course he knew Joe's plan, but most people wouldn't just crawl out of the mire and stuff their heads back.

After all, he is one of the few members who participated in frontline battles among the 600 Laurent War Medal of Honor recipients. With his ability, it is reasonable for him to be secretly recalled to the Royal Guard.

And Bruno is no ordinary person. He is a very keen detective. As long as he meets Galid once, he can find something strange about him.

When Bruno joined the army, his rank was much lower than his. Even if his mind was smarter than his, he would still be in awe of secrets that were inaccessible.

Clayton sat at the round table covered with white tablecloth, looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window. He picked up the coffee cup and subconsciously took a sip, then threw in three pieces of sugar in one breath.

Although Clayton knew that Bruno was following him, and Bruno also knew that he knew that he was following him, Bruno still would not give up tracking him.

Bruno is following him - to fulfill his business contract with Marietta.

When Clayton said this, he could only mean that he was participating in the military's actions.

Clayton was a little choked: "Why should I pay for breakfast to the person who is spying on me?"

Moreover, most people who have been on the front line are not willing to return to the army, and they often dare not ask or listen to similar things.

If he could become a believer, he might be able to learn more, or so he thought.

Joe cleared his throat. He wanted to know about the other world anyway, seeing as how much trouble they caused him.

"214 Mercy Street."

"It has nothing to do with you after that. You should go back to your ordinary and comfortable life. Of course, if you are worried about safety, you can continue to volunteer with us."

"I think you can trust me a little more."

He needs Bruno to stop spying for a while.

Father Petty saw that he had very few beliefs, but he didn't care. There were very few truly pious people left in the world.

Clayton sighed, counted out the change for Bruno's order and put it on the table: "I have to do some personal things, but it's not just my personal thing. If you want to know about these things, your rank and authority

It’s not enough, do you understand?”

Nowadays, Father Petty no longer cares whether the believer is pious or not. In this era, as long as it is beneficial, the believer's identity can no longer be a human being.

The feather exuded a faint odor, and Peidi picked it up without feeling disgusted, looked at it for a few seconds, and finally made a declaration.

The waiter nodded, made a few sketches on the menu and ran backstage.

After returning home, he cleaned up the glass shards and tried to cover up the bullet holes in the wall. No one would have thought that this had something to do with Clayton.

Father Petty was turning around to prepare for today's sermon on the high platform. He paused after hearing this shout. He was confused by this man's enthusiasm.

Last night, Galeed told him that if he had any questions, he could go to the General Security Bureau during the day to see him. But if Bruno had been watching from the side, he might be misunderstood by Galeed and do something that would endanger public safety.

Bruno's expression turned out to be much more cautious as he imagined.

"What about Marietta? Even if I leave, she might decide to investigate you alone."

Clayton smiled: "I think you can rest assured about this, just relying on her eyesight."

Bruno also laughed.
Chapter completed!