This guy is also on the same side as the endless babbler, and he also met the fallen mother goddess behind the original moon in Pulitzer. It seems that the crisis is really not far away, and all kinds of monsters and monsters are coming.
Hermione didn't touch that part of her memory, lest she be taken advantage of and become someone else's puppet.
"Why does your family believe in Him? When did you believe in Him?"
"Since the last election for speaker and mayor, and losing both to the Cordis family again, the president of the Recovery Society came to my father and said something very important.
Later, we began to cooperate with the Resurgence Society, using all available means to attack the Cordis family and clean out their people.
Finally, in this general election, our family has a great chance, but damn Heinrich Cordis actually united with the lackeys of the Church to suppress us, how can he be qualified to be the Speaker."
"Do you know about that?"
"The end will come in more than ten years. At that time, the great King of Decline will come and plunge the world into a state of silent recovery. We will be His most trusted agents."
"Where does your family stand in the Society of Recovery?"
"My father is one of the vice-presidents of the Resuscitation Society. Since our family members often come into contact with the lackeys, we are not involved too deeply. People behind the scenes are responsible for everything."
"Then did the Tattered King give you power?"
"Everyone in our family must be in contact with the church from time to time. In order to prevent exposure, except for my father, everyone is promoted based on extraordinary characteristics."
"Then what's so special about your father?"
"He wholeheartedly accepted the baptism of the great king and received a new body."
"Is the heart part of the body? Are there others?"
"Yes, as long as they are put back into their original bodies, my father will be able to come back to life and escape from imprisonment. What Ultra took was the brain, and what Friedman took was the lungs."
This was also in line with the theory of recovery. Hermione collected her thoughts and continued to ask. There was no time to waste.
"Do you know the power system of the Resurgence Society? What stage is your father in?"
"I know for a fact that my father didn't let us have too much contact because he was afraid that the protectors sent by his lackeys would find out.
There is the old man, the twilight, the corrupt believer, the messenger of corruption...the light of resurrection.
My father said that if he escapes successfully this time, he will become the light of recovery, and then it will be time to liquidate the Cordis family."
What the hell, you can recover even after a decline, right? No wonder this guy can survive in such a strange state, but it's a pity that he met himself, and his personality is overwhelming.
"Why are you running away? Didn't you say you want to liquidate the Cordis family?"
"Damn Heinrich Cordis, he actually retreated in order to advance, found traces of contact and reported it to the lackeys of the false god. This old guy can really pretend."
"Do you know the president of the Recovery Society? And where is the Recovery Society?"
"I only know that the president of the Resuscitation Society is codenamed 'Truth'. Only my father knows his real name and appearance. I have never been to the places where the Resuscitation Society is located. They are all arranged by our own family."
"What about the members of the Resuscitation Society?"
"Stuttgart, everything I know is covering our family's retreat. I don't know anything else."
"Then you already know the structure of the Resurgence Society, right?"
"The Resurgence Society has a president, three vice-presidents, and thirteen envoys. Except for my father, the other two vice-presidents are in other countries. This time, four envoys came to cover our departure. They have all died in the Puppet War.
God's lackey is on hand."
Hermione divined Edward Anhalt's flesh and blood, and sure enough, there was no useful information, so it was treated as reverse divination.
These secret organizations are trouble. She raised her forehead. Even if they all come to her, she can blow them up with one punch. But they won't give you time and opportunity, so leave this person to the Church of Knowledge!
Having extracted so much information, Yanqi and the Cordis family should not mind trying to make up for the offense they just caused.
After passing here for a while, Lisbeth, who was about the same height as Hermione and had brown-black hair and an ordinary appearance, came here with the casual clothes she had seen and another man.
"I remember you. You are that Ms. Austen, right? You have a special appearance and leave a deep impression on everyone." Lisbeth spoke first and looked at Johann Anhalt who was lying on the ground.
"I also remember you. You are Deacon Lisbeth. I have made this person honest. I have dealt with that weird heart, and the flesh and blood on his face is. Some people died along the way. I hope Yan Qi
Don't mind, Bishop."
Then Hermione asked Johann Anhalt to tell those things again, and Lisbeth and others also understood the information in the words.
"Remember to deal with those students and people who have been falsely accused. At least let them restore their reputation. It would be better if they can come back to study and work."
She thought about the bookstall owner she met on the street before, and how she had put away the few books she bought before she had time to read them.
"I will stress this with Bishop Yanqi. Thank you for your concern and help."
Lisbeth and the other three carried the sluggish Johann Anhalt back to life, and Hermione got back into the carriage again and headed for Garcia.
On the somewhat bleak altar, several people gathered around to look at the corpse inside. The purple-black corpse suddenly twitched a few times and collapsed into pieces.
"Did they fail?"
"Let's wait until next time."
"It's a pity, the ceremony will be completed soon, and we will have one more arm by then."
"Be prepared to replenish the lost manpower!"
"Let Vice President Edward's afterglow shine on them, make a plan and give them some nice gifts."
A lot of candles appeared around the people who were speaking, and the pieces in the middle of the altar began to flow.
The carriage drove along a ridge road with sparse vegetation, and you could see the town of Garcia below on the right front.
There is a small river in the middle, and the houses are distributed along the river bank and roads. It is a typical valley landform, and the surrounding areas are surrounded by low hills and mountains.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Since it is already late autumn, the trees scattered inside and outside the town are some dark yellow, and some are a little green. The overall look is a bit bleak.
After continuing to detour for a while, Hermione finally arrived at her destination.
Outside the church is a park for resting. The benches on the grass are faded and old. The scattered trees provide enough shade for the grass below. Many people from the small town rest here and enjoy the afternoon.
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After two days of twists and turns, the group finally got off the carriage and the driver took off the suitcase on the roof.
The country church coachman who was already waiting here drove a simple two-seater open carriage and asked who was coming to his place.
"Are you asking me? Do you think I'm here for an internship?"
"It seems a bit regretful. With such a beautiful girl here, everyone will be more active in praying in the future."
Hermione chatted with the uncle who came to take the person away, and the uncle took away Mila Gross, who had come to his village. He had a beard and wore a fur hat. He carried the big box and put it on the car, greeting people.
After coming up, he drove away directly.
In an instant, only Hermione and a girl named Helen Zmelman were left in the originally lively group, as well as Leo Brandt, the priest of Garcia Church who came out to explain.
The old man first asked to confirm Hermione's identity, and after getting the instructions from the Art Church, he led Hermione and Helen into the church.
It looks smaller than Kamari. Maybe it's because the town here is only half the size of Kamari.
The only good thing is the park-like square outside, where many families are sitting, with children having fun together and kicking a small rubber ball.
Whenever Hermione came to a place, she would first evaluate whether it was suitable for living, and it had become a habit before she knew it.
Father Brandt seemed to be a little talkative. He didn't say anything when he walked to the clergy area at the back. Hermione who followed him was fine, but Helen was a little reserved.
She had brownish-red hair, braided into two braids in front of her body. Hermione thought it was almost flaxen with a little red, and hers was the real red.
There are a lot of freckles on his face, his nose is not very tall but rather small, his eyebrows are brown, he looks ordinary, and he is very thin, about 1.6 meters tall.
Hermione on the other hand felt that if Helen were any thinner, she would be almost skinny.
Father Brandt in front turned the corner and opened the door, and some ancient stone-carved building aisles appeared in front of him.
Climbing up the half-meter-high steps, you can see a row of rooms decorated with old wooden doors. The corridor floors there are clean.
Outside the guardrail is a flat grassy field and a fence guardrail covered with some gorse vines.
If you look carefully, there are many severed vine heads below, which look like hops. Hermione, who was holding the small vine box, looked at it for two seconds. It is good to make the best use of everything.
"Deacon Austin, this is your room." Brandt opened the middle room, gave Hermione a key, and then took Helen to the next room.
There are also half-meter-high steps inside. When you go up, there is a sofa area on the left for resting, all made of wooden furniture.
There are tall bookshelves at the back, and the area on the right is much smaller, with a clothes rack and a shoe rack. Inside is the sleeping bedroom and the bathroom on the side, which is barely divided into several small areas for different purposes.
There is another door on the right side of the bathroom, and there is a lock on the inside of my own door. Seeing as Helen lives next door, I don't need to mind so much.
The door there opened, and Helen appeared there. They greeted each other awkwardly.
Back in the bedroom, Hermione looked at the too simple room, used magic to clean the dust, and then used her breath to make all the little things go away.
Except for the wardrobe, which is less than one meter long, there is nothing else except a small desk, chair, wooden frame bed and a bedside table on one side. The only good thing is that it is clean and has no strange smell, otherwise Hermione would find a hotel now.
After putting down her things, she met Father Brandt again, and listened to the introduction of the personnel area here with Helen.
In addition to Father Brandt, there are two other deacons here, plus the intern Sister Helen, there are a total of 2 intern deacons.
Helen is now in charge of the choir's hymns, and she selects children from the town to train in hymns, which is an essential part of the liturgy and mass.
As for the president of the Quakers, a secular believer will serve as the president, and he will be introduced during the next worship service.
He is responsible for coordinating some church activities and co-supervising and managing some public welfare undertakings.
It was also here that Hermione learned that there was such a loose organization as the Quakers. The believers voluntarily elected the president to communicate with the church on behalf of their will and convey their demands to the church.
The three of them met Luc Kurtz, a relatively young deacon in the church. He was busy preaching to the believers. They politely said a few words and then went about their business.
Another deacon, Anna Gold, also came back from outside. She was dressed conservatively, with loose clergy clothes that covered her body like a straight leg. She looked like she was in her early 30s.
Followed by a young and somewhat shy man. It should be Adam Apfel.
Hermione was stunned for a moment when she heard this name, but many secular people took that name, so it wasn't a big problem. He probably wouldn't mind it and could still be used as an anchor.
She also noticed that the spirit bodies of the two people who came back were still a little reddish in color. They seemed to have experienced drastic changes in their moods just now, and they were positive.
Could it be that he was helping him find the Edmund Winter? He said it quickly. The longer he waited, the more afraid he was of living up to everyone's expectations.
"Father Brandt, is there any news about Edmund Winter?"
"He is at the wooden house by the lake. The police are watching, so don't worry too much."
"Are you free to take a look now?"
"Okay, let's go."
After the two of them finished speaking, they went outside. A few deacons stayed here and looked at each other. They didn't know much about Edmund Winter and their level wasn't high enough. They just thought he was a madman.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Father Brandt only received information about the operation to cooperate with Hermione. In his opinion, it may be some research that the church is doing, and maybe it will be done soon.
New knowledge results can be seen.
Edmund Winter was a somewhat crazy person who came here a few days ago, saying loudly, 'We will all die', 'No one can escape, including your gods', 'This world is so ridiculous, like
They were forcibly blended together. You fools have lived for so long and still don't know.'
If there hadn't been an order from above, this guy would have been captured, tried and executed.
Every year, a few abnormal people appear and then disappear, disappearing into the Swan Castle that no one has ever seen.
This time, Edmund Winter often went to predict the movements and thoughts of some people, and told other people's private affairs, which caused the town to be in chaos. In the end, everyone asked the police to control his activities by the lake.
Try not to come into contact with other people.
"Father Brandt, why are you sighing? Is this man in trouble?"
Hermione looked at Brandt, who was frowning a little, and asked why. If she didn't take the initiative, she would probably be able to reach her destination directly in silence.
"This person is crazy and talks nonsense. He always goes out to expose other people's shortcomings. Recently, more believers have come to confess."
"As long as they are human beings, it is inevitable. If they rely on your enlightenment, Father, God will redeem them."
"I feel that this is like a curse. So many people go crazy every year, which is as bizarre as the legend of Swan Castle that shrouds this area."
"Is this so? There are so many people, and it is normal to have a few such people. In fact, if you scale it up to the population base of the entire southern diocese, it is very reasonable to have some defective people. No one is perfect, only God is."
"Praise the Lord of knowledge, may He, the eternal and perfect wisdom, protect these poor people forever."
