Chapter 15 The guy with a moldy head

Three days ago.

In front of Galeed's eyes, Clayton did not reveal that the Holy Grail was attracted to the country by Joe Mani.

He could not completely trust the Presbyterian Church, and subconsciously he still regarded himself as a human being.

Subconsciously, he felt that things that were important to the Holy Grail Society would be better kept in the church.

Joe volunteers at the St. Mellon Parish Church and must be looking for a way to save himself.

Clayton made an excuse, claiming that he knew about the Holy Grail Society from his acquaintances who were serving in the army, because they caused a cult tragedy in the border area, and what they did sounded like what the legendary dark descendants and necromancers would do.

thing.

It has been almost three months since Joe Mani disclosed this matter to the border guards. It is reasonable for this matter to be conveyed to Sasha City.

Fortunately, the Presbyterian Church's attitude towards the Holy Grail Society is not friendly.

"Those are a bunch of stubborn old guys,"

"But you must be careful not to step into the Holy Land in person, as it will be regarded as a provocation." He turned around and gave a serious warning to Clayton: "In addition to blessing swords, crosses and holy water, today's priests and church deacons also have

Don’t think that the power of dark descendants is omnipotent because of the gun license issued by the government.”

Once external pressure is lost, those shallow beliefs cannot unite them at all.

Galid laughed at Clayton's idea: "But their approach is to shelter all dark descendants and force them to coexist peacefully. This is completely impossible. You don't think that I can bump into polite people every night.

Newborn, right? My job is to maintain order in this city."

The intense emotional fluctuations all stem from his discovery of a certain truth.

She suddenly covered her mouth.

"But wouldn't the officials of the city hall and the clergy of the church mind that someone is missing?"

"You're doing great. Have you encountered any trouble these days?"

That damn Holy Grail Society didn't investigate clearly at all. This store had been acquired by him a long time ago, and it no longer belonged to the Mani family four years ago!

This is his Clayton's property, but the Holy Grail Club uses it to threaten Joe Mani!

A neglected Holy Grail will quickly become a second-rate sect.

Clayton picked up the letter and smelled it. There was a pungent smell of potion on it. He couldn't smell any other smell, not even the smell of the last contact person, Charlotte.

Old Gelide recalled: "I can't remember clearly, but at that time, like you, I lived in St. Mored Parish. I moved to this neighborhood after the urban planning project." The nostalgia soon passed, he warned.

Clayton: "Don't get close to the Holy Grail Society, they are by no means allies you can rely on."

"This name seems to belong to your friend. I also told the person who delivered the letter that he had the wrong person, but he refused to take it back. He put down the letter and ran away."

He glanced at Charlotte and went to the back room to open the letter.

There is paint on the back of the envelope.

"No, they support our work."

He lowered his head up the stairs, one finger grew wolf hair in a place where the sun could not reach it directly, and the nails became curved and sharp.

Although he would still forget his appearance after separation, at this moment, he could not find the features of an elderly person on Galid's face.

Charlotte behind the counter saw someone pushing the door open and her eyes lit up. She suddenly relaxed after noticing that it was the boss who came back.

The Rusty Silver Coin Antique Shop was formerly the store of Joe's father, Joseph Mani.

"Mr. Bello, since you haven't been here for the past few days, I have tidied up the store."

Because of this trivial matter in the Holy Grail Club, he had not worked for several days.

"Just listening to those teachings, I thought they were quite popular."

There were only a few sentences on the paper. It was a letter, and a note would be more appropriate to describe it. He read it at a glance while still on the stairs, and understood everything, and his face suddenly tightened.

"You shouldn't resist, your family owes us this. Give you a month to return the inheritance and stolen goods, otherwise we will destroy this place."

They thought Clayton was working for the Mani family.

Although Charlotte can handle ordinary customers in addition to regular customers, he is the owner of this store after all and cannot care about his own industry.

The reason why the people of the Holy Grail Club are targeting him probably has nothing to do with the only contact he had with Joe this month. They are really just looking for Joe Mani, and they also know Joe from the past, which is why

They will send this sentence to the rusty silver coin.

Creighton was born in a traditional Mansis family, so his used language is more classical.

When he said this, Clayton couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The sign of the rusted silver coin antique store jingled in the wind, and Clayton walked in wrapped in his jacket.

Clayton understood what he meant and respected him a little more.

Clayton didn't know what happened to other dark descendants, but it was difficult for werewolves to transform during the day. He would sometimes practice partial transformation to practice his ability to reveal himself.

A fair property transfer contract has no effect before the meeting of the Holy Grail.

This was the evaluation given by Galeed. He also explained it to Clayton,

The Order of the Holy Grail once belonged to a branch of the White Sect. The founder of the sect, Cyril, was labeled a heretic by the French King's Chamber because his understanding of doctrine was different from that of the Pope, and he was expelled from the Papal State of Faliemas.

"Fifty years? How old are you now?" His tone became polite.

The last time Charlotte saw Joe Money, she was a little surprised that Clayton had such a young friend.

The existence of the Holy Grail Society was supported by the leaders of the dark descendants as the opposite of the orthodoxy of the White religion, and was used for the purpose of confrontation. Since the orthodox Papal State has made a request to sign a peace agreement, the meaning of the Holy Grail Society's existence is gone.

Sharp nails cut open the red wax seal and twisted out the letter paper inside.

Charlotte thought of something, took out the letter from under the counter and put it on the table. There was no sender's information on the envelope, only "To Joe Mani" written on it.

Consecutive curse words spewed out of his mouth, venting his anger.

Having solved some of the doubts in his mind, he left the General Security Bureau and took a public carriage on the street back to St. Mored Parish. He wanted to go back to his store to check out the situation.

There used to be forces from the Holy Grail Society in Sasha City, but they were eliminated after the fifth mayoral election.

Then the Papal State Fali Yemas took the initiative to disband the Inquisition, and the relationship between humans and dark descendants began to heat up.

The snow-white ball of paper bounced twice when it hit the ground.

Clayton had also been a guard on night duty, and he knew how dangerous it was.

Galeed closed the safe and randomly messed up the combination disk.

Clayton looked gloomy and opened his mouth to the empty studio, revealing his white teeth: "Fuck! These shameless moles, fruit-eating pests, stupid donkeys that can't walk in a straight line, moldy heads.

, deserves to be shot!"

Even excluding those supernatural beings, human beings themselves are quite ferocious animals.

Before he opened the letter, Clayton could see clearly that it was a pattern of the Holy Grail.

After being expelled from the country, the Holy Grail Society, which had such teachings, began to actively preach to the dark descendants and gathered many believers. In just a few years, it seemed to have the momentum to compete with the King's Hall.

Clayton didn't care about this. He looked at the damaged empty table in the display cabinet, calculated his income in the past few days, and then showed a satisfied smile.

Because it sounds like Clayton's existence has not played any role in the store's management.

Clayton nodded thoughtfully.

Its concept is that light and darkness are one, and dark descendants are also creations of the Heavenly Father. They share glory with natural creatures.

"No. But someone sent a letter saying it was for you."

As soon as he entered the studio, Clayton balled up all the paper in his hand and threw it out.

This is not threatening Joe, it is threatening him!

Blood flowed in his body, and Clayton's anger rushed into his brain uncontrollably. He supported the edge of the table with one hand, tightened his fingers, and buckled off a half-palm-sized piece of the hard wooden table top, still holding on to his grip.

Break off the light yellow fibers below.

This past event was fifty years ago, because the young Galid happened to live next door to a Holy Grail priest at that time, so he knew it better.

No one cares about the difference in doctrine anymore. After all, most dark descendants have different natures, and they often fight and fight with each other. In the most serious cases, some races will devour each other.

The local Presbyterian Church was established only after that.

He stood up straight, walked behind the desk, and subconsciously wanted to take out the revolver from the drawer and put it on. Then he remembered that the gun was still with Joe Mani, and he became even more annoyed.

He is now going to find Joe Mani to explain the matter clearly, and give Joe two punches at the same time.

In any case, Joe's responsibility is greater.

If Joe doesn't return to Sasha City, Clayton can stay out of it.
Chapter completed!