Chapter 78: Branches (please vote for me in the last two days)
Dole Street in the market area, close to the Memorial Hall area, is a street lined with green trees, clean pavement, and newer architectural styles. Jenna chose this place to meet the "Purifiers" because the people who often come and go here have little interaction with her original life.
, almost no one can recognize her.
At this time, she was wearing a white lady's shirt and a light brown skirt, which was slightly different from the last time she met the two "Purifiers", so as not to be noticed by the other party when she wore the same clothes every time.
Of course, her overall style still relies on cleanliness, sunshine and freshness. This is the image requirement that Jenna summed up from the words of advocacy when listening to the bishop's sermons and participating in certain church activities.
With a sun amulet hanging around her neck and her brown hair simply tied up, she walked along the shadows created by the street trees towards the agreed-upon apartment No. 17.
A brown four-wheeled carriage passed her, the window was open, revealing a beautiful face that made people's eyes shine.
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It was a lady wearing a black palace dress. She wore a dark black gauze hat with white feathers on her head. Her black hair was extremely delicately arranged. Her face had soft lines, her chin was gracefully curved, her nose was delicate and tall, and her red lips were plump and slight.
warped,
The dark gray eyes are both bright and seem to be covered with a touch of sadness, making people feel distressed unconsciously.
It's so beautiful... After the carriage passed by, Jenna let out a heartfelt sigh.
Although she herself can be called beautiful, this does not prevent her from appreciating the charm of others. At the same time, she deeply feels that she is still inferior to Franka who has become the "Pleasure Witch" and the lady just now.
Quite a few.
Jenna withdrew her gaze and went all the way to the roof of the apartment building at No. 17 Dole Street.
She didn't wait long, Imre and Valentine arrived here.
"Have you obtained important information?" Valentine asked with a cold expression but quite proactively.
His eyes swept across Jian Na's neck, saw the Holy Emblem of the Sun, and nodded invisibly with satisfaction.
Jenna shook her head slowly: "No."
Without waiting for Imre and Valentine to ask, she said from the bottom of her heart: "I want to repent."
Confession? Imre couldn't help but look at each other.
What's wrong with this?
Jian Na lowered her head slightly, looked at the ground, and said with a bitter smile: "I dreamed of my mother again. I dreamed of her many times."
"After dreaming about her, I always couldn't help but question the church. Why did it allow people like Hugues Artois to participate in the election? Why didn't they immediately arrest the people around him after discovering the problem to prevent subsequent disasters?
"I, I want to repent. The pain is gnawing at my soul, shaking my faith, and making me doubt whether God and the church are still protecting us."
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This was her true feeling, but it was not as strong as it appeared in her words.
Valentine felt ashamed when he heard this and didn't know how to respond to Jenna.
Imre had experienced many similar things. He sighed and skillfully comforted:
"There is no doubt that God is always watching us, and the sun shines on the earth every day, but you also know that the alternation of light and darkness is the main tone of the entire world, just as the sun sets every day and night inevitably comes. Because of this
, we are happy with the first ray of light in the morning, and happy with the rising sun again.
"Similarly, the church is not omnipotent. At least in Intis, we are still subject to the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and are subject to various restrictions from Congress and the government. We cannot do whatever we want, and we can investigate whoever we want.
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"Pain and disaster are an important part of our lives, they may be more or less, but they will pass, just like the sun will rise and shine on the earth again."
Jian Na was silent for a few seconds, exhaled slowly, opened her arms slightly and said, "Praise the sun!"
"Praise the sun!" Valentine and Imre responded at the same time.
With the performance full of sincerity just now, Jian Na asked:
"Who pushed Yiquet Artois to the position of member of Congress, and who made him become the agent of the evil god?"
"It's still under investigation, and there are no substantial gains yet." Imre considered his words and said.
Jenna showed some impatience and concern:
"Why haven't there been any substantial gains? Is it because of the restrictions mentioned just now that we can't get the key clues? Do you need my help? I am not subject to any restrictions and I am not afraid of violating the law!"
Imre and Valentine were not surprised at all that Jenna had such a reaction. This was the same emotional state as the one who violently assassinated Hugues Artois, but it was much weaker.
The two looked at each other, as if communicating with their eyes whether to leave this matter to the informant who signed the contract. In that case, the methods that could be adopted would be more flexible and free.
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Jenna remembered Franka's instructions and did not use the ability of "Instigation" directly. She just sensed the status of the two "Purifiers" and purely used words to achieve her goal: "If the church can't do it by itself, can't it be left to someone with the ability?"
believers to do it?
“What is more important, the dignity of the church, or the children of God?
"Every time a disaster is prevented, many families and living people can be saved, and they all believe in the sun devoutly.
"There is an evil god behind Hugues Artois!"
Valentine was moved, and seeing that Imre had no objection, he solemnly asked Chelia Bello:
"Are you sure you want to help us investigate this matter? This is very dangerous, and there is a high probability that you will pay for it with your life."
Jian Na replied with a complicated smile:
"I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of becoming a victim of the followers of the evil god for no apparent reason like my mother."
She didn't hide her hatred at all.
Imre then said:
"After our investigation, we found that Hugues Artois had a very close relationship with General Philip. Some of the things he did secretly could be traced back to this man. However, General Philip passed away due to illness at the beginning of last year. All
The clues were all cut off.
"The other supporters and sponsors of Ug-Artois were either arranged by General Philip, or they felt that he had value in cultivating him and actively provided help. They are not involved in evil beliefs or secret organizations."
Jenna blurted out and asked: "Where are Philip's family members? Where are the followers of the evil god around Hugues Artois?"
"Philip's family has no problem." Valentine replied with some annoyance. "Only two of the evil believers in Hugues Artois's campaign team were caught. They are the less important ones and the one who knows the most. When he couldn't escape, he directly chose to commit suicide. He was so fanatical that we failed to obtain the clues we wanted. We only eradicated two branches of the secret organization 'The Society for the Destruction of All Things'."
"All things will eventually perish"... Janna remembered this secret organization that believed in evil gods.
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Imre added: "The one who knows the most is called the red-haired Cassandra. She is a branch member of the Sauron family of the former royal family. She is both an extraordinary person and a gifted believer of the evil god."
"Is there any problem with the Sauron family?" Jenna asked further.
Imre shook his head:
"The current conclusion is that there is no such thing. The original noble families who supported Hugues Artois all have ordinary relations with the Sauron family. Cassandra chose to become an adventurer because she was not taken seriously by the Sauron family. , later became Extraordinary and joined Hugues Artois’ team last year.”
Opera district, Longba Street, Mechanical Café.
The king cake, with pie crusts on top and bottom that looked like giant flowers with brown background and black stripes, was delivered by a mechanical device to Puyfer Solon and other members of the "Black Cat" organization.
Puyver looked around and said to Lumian, Anoly and others:
"I propose that this cake king game be dedicated to one of my great ancestors, the first Count of Ardennes and the 27th Count of Champagne."
Puyver Sauron usually calls himself Count Ardennes.
"The Count of Champagne who wants Russell's ass?" novelist Anolly smiled.
In the past year, the most popular banned book in Trier’s underground book market is called "Secret Records of Emperor Russell". It not only contains various existing rumors about Emperor Russell, but also adds many absurd and absurd ones. Hot new content.
Puyver sighed and said:
"That is the thirtieth Earl of Champagne, the great-grandson of my great ancestor, another branch of the Sauron family."
"I have no objection." Maren, a painter with flaxen hair and brown eyes, brought the topic back on track.
This was just a game. No one else insisted on who should donate the extra king cake, and a consensus was quickly reached.
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Based on Lumian's acting style, he should have objected and become angry with Count Puyver, but he kept in mind that he was now playing a friend of Gardner Martin, the son of a wealthy businessman who likes art and spends money to buy things he despises. Fool, so he controlled himself forcefully.
Puifer turned his head and said to the quieter literary critic Ernst: "You are responsible for cutting the cake."
An Yong, who has curly black hair, laughed self-deprecatingly: "What I don't like the most is that there are no waiters in the Mechanical Cafe. This makes me feel like I have become a waiter."
"Isn't that a wonderful thing? It means there are no spies," novelist Anoly muttered.
Poet Elitte, who smoked a large cherry wood pipe, responded: "Maybe the spy is among us."
At this time, Ernst had already picked up the knife and divided the king cake into seven equal pieces.
Puyver forked one of the king cakes to the edge of the plate, clasped his hands, placed it on his chest, and recited in a low voice: "To you, the great member of the Sauron family, the great Vermunda Champagne Sauvignon.
Lun."
Puyver recited this sentence three times, and Lumian suddenly felt that the mechanical cafe, which had no waiters in the first place, became quieter and quieter, much like the state when the bishops began to preach.
After dedicating the extra King Cake to Fermonda Sauron, Puyver raised his head, looked at Lumian, and said with a smile: "You are a guest, you are the first to choose."
Without making any observations, Lumian directly reached out to the piece of king cake closest to him.
At this moment, the majestic voice of Thermipolos sounded in his ears: "Change one."