Klein stared at the red moon that was about to become complete under the night sky, and saw the last group of scattered believers walking out, passing through the faint yellow smoke, and walked into the Church of the Mother Earth against the crowd.
He finally accepted Mr. White's commission, but there was no guarantee that he would be able to solve the psychological implications Bishop Utravsky had planted in Emlyn.
In fact, I can completely refuse this trouble... Having already stepped into the prayer hall with only a dozen candles as the light source, Klein hesitated again.
But when he saw Emlyn White, who was wearing a brown priest's robe, carefully wiping the benches arranged in rows in the prayer hall, Klein's mouth could not help but twitch a few times.
"Your father asked me to take you back today." Klein walked slowly to the back of the bench where Emlyn was wiping, crossed his legs, and looked at the vampire's complex expression.
Wearing a priest's robe, with black hair and red hair, and handsome but lacking masculine features, Emlyn's tall nose and thin lips were almost twisted together, and his pale and unusual skin color was also covered with a touch of warm red. He was listening.
When it came time to "take you back again," this vampire who looked like he was in his mid-twenties actually sniffed without covering up.
"I...I may have ten years in the future." Emlyn, who was half-crying and half-laughing, pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the back of the church, took another breath, and then continued, "No, I feel that in this
I probably won’t be able to leave Harvest Church before the old guy dies.”
It seemed that he had someone to talk to. After cleaning the clutter all day, Emlyn, who was assisting Bishop Utravsky in receiving believers, gave up on himself and expressed his feelings.
"You have no idea that I took the opportunity to send believers away several times today and tried to escape. The old guy didn't even have to stop me. Every time I just took a few steps out of the door, I felt like there was something in the church behind me.
It’s calling me and I can’t wait to go back.”
"But when I really looked back, that damn old...priest was standing right behind me."
As he spoke, Emlyn, who spoke honestly, suddenly trembled, and his eyes that were constantly wandering became firm, staring closely at his feet.
Touched by inspiration, Klein looked in the direction where Emlyn had wandered just now, and saw that at some point, the half-giant bishop had walked out of the room at the back of the church and was looking down at Klein sitting on the bench.
Well, and Emlyn, who was holding a rag in his hand and taking the opportunity to fish.
"The candles on the candlestick can be replaced."
Bishop Utravski didn't seem to hear Emlyn's complaint, and just pointed at the candlestick not far away with his pot-lid-sized finger.
Seeing that the bishop did not criticize him harshly, Emlyn took a careful breath and trotted towards the sterling silver candlestick that had accumulated many wax drops.
Every time he left the church, he felt like something was attracting him. Is the priest's candle so powerful... Klein, who was following Emlyn as he ran towards the candlestick, looked thoughtfully.
He looked at Bishop Utravsky, who was looking at him calmly, and after a moment of pondering, he explained his purpose.
"Emlyn's parents want me to take him back."
In just one week, this statement was made twice.
The kind-hearted Bishop Utravsky first looked at Klein for a few seconds, and then saw and heard the two communicating with Emlyn, who was secretly spying on him. The young vampire suddenly lowered his head in fear.
"I never said he couldn't come home."
"But Emlyn's parents said that you used that candle to plant a hint in his heart of converting to the Earth Mother Goddess."
Klein, who knew the bishop's character, didn't take it into consideration and directly pointed out the other party's little actions.
"The main ability of the 'Inner Demon Candle' does not focus on psychological suggestion, it is more focused on dream-related abilities."
Hearing Klein's slightly questioning tone, Bishop Utravsky slowly shook his head, and then closed his eyes. His calm and soothing tone also had a touch of solemnity unique to religious personnel.
"The Mother Goddess once taught us that we should not force others to change their beliefs. The joy of harvest lies in the heart of every life. This is a treasure that has been with them since they came to this world."
"As believers of the Mother Goddess and as disseminators of faith, all we need is for more people to tap into their inner feelings of this original goodness and beauty, so that they can naturally feel the brilliance of the Mother Goddess."
The tall priest slowly opened his eyes, looked down at Klein, who was sitting upright on the bench, and continued:
"As for Emlyn, I have never thought of forcing him to change his beliefs. The only role of psychological suggestion is to allow him to come back here every day. I hope he can fully appreciate the preciousness of life and the joy of harvest."
Unlike in the distance where Emlyn's rag slowly slipped from his hand and he was stunned, due to the dual effects of the human skin mask and the "Joker", Klein, whose face did not show much fluctuation, opened his mouth slightly, and then
He looked at Emlyn, who was as dumb as a puppet, with a complicated look.
There are three parts of it that are exclamation, four parts of resentment, two parts of surprise, and one part of indifference and ridicule.
Emlyn's parents almost achieved the family bucket achievement because of this hint?
A good citizen with no bad habits except for being addicted to dolls almost lost his personal freedom because of this?
For this reason, I risked my life and came to Harvest Church again without taking any money?
Under Klein's fan-shaped statistical chart-like gaze, Emlyn, who stood blankly in front of the candlestick, gradually regained his ability to think, and an indescribable resentment surged into his heart.
Thousands of words of rebuke rose from his heart, but under Utravsky's unintentionally gentle gaze, the newly ignited spark was instantly extinguished in his throat.
A smile that was more twisted than crying appeared on Emlyn's handsome but less masculine face. He slowly picked up the rag that fell on the ground and continued to wipe the candlestick firmly, leaving only Klein.
A bleak figure.
Although, the priest's so-called "inner demon candle" that is not good at psychological suggestion is too powerful... Klein will think of that mediocre candle and think of something bad for a moment.
.
That candle... is probably of the same level as Mr. Eggron, who is far away in the Backlund Bridge apartment and is probably still reading Russell's serious literature.
"That is to say, Emlyn can go home after completing today's mission, right?" Of course, putting aside these irrelevant associations, Klein returned his thoughts to the main business.
"Like finishing these candlesticks and benches."
"Of course, only with better rest can we fully appreciate the truth of life during labor."
But for the vampires, daytime should be the real "night"... Klein instinctively wanted to look at the moon outside, but when he raised his head and forgot about it, he discovered that there were no other people in the Harvest Church except
There are stained windows painted with religious paintings, but there are no more windows. This is why this church is as dark during the day as the church at night.
Suppressing his doubts about the unnatural design of the church, Klein leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Emlyn who was speeding up his work in the distance and said:
"Then please let me bother you here for a while. After all, I am responsible for sending Emlyn back to his parents."
In this regard, Bishop Utrafus did not say anything, but said that whether as a friend who helped him or as a visitor to the church, he, the servant of the Mother Goddess, would be happy to receive him.
Bishop Utravsky, who seemed to still have some things to deal with, returned to the room at the back of the church. Ignoring Emlyn, who was holding his hands together, Klein took the opportunity to take a closer look at Backlund's only earth mother for the first time.
Church of God.
Sure enough, after looking around carefully, he still found no more windows, and even a few scattered decorative picture windows were arranged in a direction where the moon was almost impossible to see.
At the same time, when thinking about the layout of the church, the "divineer's" keen inspiration also faintly moved, pointing to the sacred emblem of the Mother Earth located in the center of the front wall of the church.
Before its fall, the red moon had always been a symbol of the ancient god Lilith... Looking at the symbolic symbol that absorbed the spiritual energy of a small number of believers during their prayers during the day and emitted a faint light at night, Klai
En felt more and more inconsistent, but he still could not figure out the real secret hidden in the layout of this church.
It took half an hour until Emlyn had cleaned all the benches and candlesticks, but Klein still couldn't find anything that confused him.
In the silence, a touch of brown entered his peripheral vision. Klein turned his head and saw Emlyn panting slightly with drops of sweat on his forehead. His scarlet eyes revealed the light of hope.
"I think you need to at least tell Bishop Utravsky."
Say something to the old guy?
Emlyn subconsciously wanted to refute, but the figure of the half-giant bishop gradually solidified in his mind. He remembered the decisiveness of the bishop when he fought head-on and pinned his parents to the ground with his bare hands, and then walked towards him honestly.
After church.
Two minutes later, Emlyn, who took off his priest uniform and put on his black formal attire, walked out quickly, walked to Klein who was already standing at the door, and said impatiently:
"What are you waiting for? Let's go."
After waiting for a few seconds, Emlyn received no response and looked at Klein again, only to see the kind-hearted detective looking at him with a pitiful look.
Emlyn, who immediately realized that the other party might have misinterpreted his meaning, immediately explained:
"I'm not alone and can't go home, I...I just..."
As if he was too shy to tell the real reason, Emlyn, whose skin turned a warm red in anxiety, clenched his fists before squeezing out a few words in a low voice.
"I didn't bring any money."
After saying all this, he buried his head deeply.
Klein, who had a slightly cold gun bag under his arm, sighed and shook his head. Then he counted out the money from his pocket, which was probably enough to support Emlyn's ride home in the carriage, and handed it over.
"I still have some things to deal with. I will go to your parents in person tomorrow to ask for today's entrustment and advance fare."
Emlyn, who was still not happy after taking the banknotes, immediately shook his head when he heard this, then frowned, looked at the empty street filled with yellow mist, and tried to defend himself:
"I just didn't bring any money today... You can come directly to me at the church tomorrow and I will make up for the money I owe you."
After saying all this, Emlyn suddenly realized something and turned his head in a panic, only to see an even more explicit look of pity in Klein's eyes.
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First update!
It's really fun to persecute the moon.
Of course, this one mainly contains some hints in advance to coordinate with the subsequent dialogue between "Secret" and Klein.
Finally, I would like to ask for monthly tickets and recommendations, please!