Little Lubin from the Stas family breathed a sigh of relief, because there were no classes on weekends and he no longer had to see the demon teacher.
Aaron, however, was wearing a work uniform and a low peaked cap, waiting near Stas' house.
He didn't really come here to be a tutor, but to investigate the case.
'It can be seen from the newspapers recently that things are happening in the upper echelons of the kingdom, and things are not very peaceful...'
'According to Mr. Nock, there are pastors in some churches in Pulmouth who boldly display 'miracles'. This is a real supernatural power... Pope Ferret may have a plan...'
'Judging from the contacts in the past few days, Mrs. Stas has the most problems among the Stas family!'
Aaron didn't wait long when he saw Mrs. Stass and her maid Anne getting into a carriage and driving slowly out of the street.
After passing several streets, the carriage stopped in front of a club.
This club is gorgeously decorated and has a beautiful signboard. Its full name is ‘Slan Beauty Club’. According to what Anne revealed before, it belongs to an organization similar to the ‘Wife Club’.
A group of women who claim to be high society gather together to hold salons, enjoy beauty services, discuss cosmetics and perfume brands, and communicate with each other.
The extension of the husband's career is most vividly reflected in the wife group. The higher the husband's status, the more powerful the wife has in the wives' association.
'There's nothing wrong here.'
After tossing a coin and confirming the situation, Aaron looked at his clothes and did not go to the restaurant. Instead, he went directly to the roadside to buy a piece of bread and hot sausage for lunch.
It was afternoon and the other party still had not left the club.
And Aaron had seen many ladies' carriages leaving.
'Could it be...'
He thought for a while, held a piece of long golden hair in his hand, and once again divined the location of Mrs. Pustas.
This time, he saw a completely different scene from the previous one where a group of ladies were fighting each other.
…
In Green George District, somewhere inside a walled building built with red bricks.
A group of people wearing black robes and silver masks formed a circle, staring at a golden masked man in the center.
"Give your piety to the great Mormon!"
The golden masked man lit the flame in the iron basin.
"Morromon, Moromon..."
The other silver-masked people raised their hands in the air and chanted hymns in praise of the 'God of Moromon'.
"You are one and ten thousand!"
"It is the master of all things..."
"You give birth to everything..."
…
These believers all covered their faces so that their figures could not be seen clearly. Some of them had graceful figures and were obviously women.
"The great Mormon told me that you are a righteous man and you should guide those lost lambs..."
The man in the golden mask said loudly in a chanting tone: "I will give you the stigmata, I will give you miracles, so that you can walk on water, so that you can retrieve things from fire, and knives and guns cannot harm your body. , this is the proof of being my saint!”
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and grabbed a gold pound from the flames.
"Morromon! Moromon!"
The voices of the people watching the silver mask became even louder.
"God says...you must abandon worldly wealth and pursue the unity of spirit and body."
The golden masked man read the doctrine loudly, and asked a famous masked man to step forward and throw the wallet, necklace, and ring representing worldly money into the black box in front of him representing the abyss of hell.
"We reject gold and silver as we reject evil..."
One by one, the masked figures came forward humming, as if they were making pious offerings.
At this time, a female silver-masked man came to the golden-masked man: "Glorious saint... I am willing to donate 100 pounds to express my piety!"
It was originally an accident that Mrs. Stass joined the Moromon Order, because her mother was a devout Moromon believer, and then brainwashed her day and night...
Originally, Mrs. Stass did not believe in any supernatural phenomena.
But after the "Saint" performed supernatural abilities such as walking on water and retrieving objects from fire, she became dubious and became a follower of the Mormons.
Then, her husband personally admitted the existence of supernatural phenomena, which convinced Mrs. Stass even more.
The golden-masked saint's eyes quickly glanced at Mrs. Stas's figure.
From the height at which he stood, he could just see the graceful curve of Mrs. Stas's back, as well as its astonishing height.
But he didn't say anything, he just said calmly: "Continue!"
When the meeting came to an end and believers left one after another, Mrs. Stass was hesitating whether to directly request to meet the saints.
After all, the other party undoubtedly has extraordinary abilities and seems to be able to obtain a mysterious guide for her husband.
If she could get that, she was willing to pay two thousand... no, five thousand pounds!
"The saint wants to see you."
Just as Mrs. Stas was about to leave, a member stopped her and lowered her voice: "In the back room."
Mrs. Stass came to the room directly behind the hall and saw the saint wearing a golden mask.
"The pious Lamb..."
The golden masked man spoke slowly, and the candles around him burned quietly, emitting a good smell.
"grown ups……"
Mrs. Stas bowed respectfully and felt a little weak: "I...I want to ask you to curse my enemy and let the 'Morromen God' punish that slutty woman Metana Jacques!"
She plans to start by cursing enemies first, and after success, she can go more in-depth to ask about supernatural issues.
"God teaches us to do good."
The man in the golden mask roared, his tone becoming sharper: "You are falling into the abyss, your body and mind have been polluted! Your soul will be punished!"
His voice was fierce, and a string of electric sparks exploded from his hand.
"Ah... please forgive me!"
Mrs. Stass was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. In addition to fear, she suddenly felt a desire that made her feel ashamed.
"We are mortals after all, and there is no shame in some desires..." The golden masked man stepped forward and gently pressed Mrs. Stas's shoulder: "I will punish your enemies... but it shouldn't be a curse. We should
Also drag her into the meeting, let the gods enlighten her, and make her realize her mistakes..."
His voice became lower and lower, and Mrs. Stas's eyes gradually became filled with mist.
"I will purify your body and mind..."
The hem of the golden masked man's clothes had a slight bulge, and his voice gradually became hoarse...
Suddenly, he saw Mrs. Stas passed out on the ground and was startled.
He took off his mask, revealing an unremarkable middle-aged face with some baldness.
"Strange... did I put too much love potion in my candle? Or is my flirting technique wrong?"
He looked at the burning candle in the corner in surprise, took off his robe, and removed the wires and magic tools wrapped around his body one by one.
Immediately, the leader came to Mrs. Stas and took off her mask, revealing a delicate face.
"Ah...it's so exciting to think that such a high-class lady will moan softly under me! I feel like my soul is about to leave my body now!"
"And...she will continue to attract those noble ladies into the meeting..."
He bent down and was about to pick up Mrs. Stas and go to the big bed.
"I'm quite disappointed. After watching the show for so long, I finally caught a disgusting guy who cheated money and sex!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Aaron slowly walked in from the door.
"Who are you? How did you get in?"
A look of panic suddenly appeared on the middle-aged bald leader's face.
"Of course he walked in. Your accomplice has already passed out, just like Mrs. Stass..."
Aaron was very disappointed. The net did not catch a big fish, but he caught a shrimp roe that was not even a shrimp. It was really depressing.
And the skills of this liar are probably not as good as those of the liar group that was sacrificed by the worm box!