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Chapter 150 Clues
Hitzfeld went through the small door and got on the church carriage after going downstairs.
Because it was an eternal night and the sky was still dark, Xia Yibing pulled up the hood of her cloak, with only her hands and chin exposed. She stood at the entrance of the alley and watched the carriage go away. Suddenly, she heard the sound of wings flapping and voices.
"Damn the weather! Finally there's a place to stay!"
With an idea in mind, she turned slightly to look upwards and caught a glimpse of two crows landing at the top of the alley of the small building - right above the drainage pipes.
Of course, they probably just look more like crows. They are all black birds, and their size and proportions are similar, but it is clear that they are much better at talking than crows or starlings, and they actually chatted while taking a break.
It’s just that the content of this chat is not very serious.
"Hey brother, have you heard? The little princess of the Governor's Mansion is going to be a bride these days~"
"I heard about it. All the migratory birds were talking about it when we came here, but brother, what does it have to do with us?"
Yeah... Xia Yibing couldn't help but nodded when she heard this.
What the hell, what does a human chick as a bride have to do with two flat-haired beasts?
However, the words of the "crow" who spoke first shocked her greatly.
"Don't you think she's beautiful and cute?" The voice sounded extremely vulgar. "I was lucky enough to see her taking a bath that day. Her father, the governor, built a garden for her in his front-line residence, and she stood in the yard taking a bath without wearing anything. How shameless!"
"Maybe... But why are you so interested in a human girl..."
The other "crow" was obviously not used to this strange companion. It flapped its wings uneasily and moved a little further away from it.
"Of course it's because our ultimate goal is to become human! What's wrong with adapting to human aesthetics in advance?"
"Oh, that seems to make sense..."
"Look at it calmly, brother. We are noble blood beasts! Once we are freed, we can return to the Kingdom of God. It will be much more comfortable than these sinners!"
The two birds' conversation became more and more outrageous, and the topic gradually turned to "white and big" and "upright and straight". Xia Yibing's brows twitched as she listened below, and she simply drew out her long Xia sword and slashed at them. The cold blade light whizzed through the middle of the two birds, almost freezing them into ice sculptures.
Then she immediately put away the knife, watched the two stupid birds flip over and fall down, found the right gap and reached out her hands, grabbing the ankles of the two with one hand each.
"Help!" The crow on the left, actually the most ruthless one, began to scream, "Murder! Murder!"
"If you miss, just keep screaming." Xia Yibing said.
The rogue crow immediately shut up, and its pair of orange-yellow eyes darted around, looking really shifty.
"You just said that the princess of the Governor's Mansion is getting married?" After forcing them to be quiet, Xia Yibing asked, "Tell me what's going on."
"It's just a normal marriage?" The rogue crow cackles, "Oh my god, I don't even know how many times that girl has been married. So far, at least three men have died in her bed. I think she's much scarier than a blood beast!"
This stupid bird kept talking nonsense. Xia Yibing couldn't help but look at the "honest crow" on her right.
Well, because it was too honest, this one was frightened unconscious.
He had no choice but to continue torturing those who were not honest. After half a day, he finally got accurate information - the little princess in the Governor's Mansion referred to Nellie Bislow, who was the daughter of Governor Bislow. She was beautiful but vicious, and her greatest hobby in life was to hold weddings.
Yes, this is because the Governor's family is not pure-blooded humans, they are mixed with some blood orcs, but it is not clear which kind it is. Unlike her father's humble and low-key character, Nellie Bislo likes grand ceremonies. The crow has been hovering in the Sea King City for a long time. In its impression, every time the war on the front line comes to an end, Nellie's husband will always "happen to have an accident", and then she can take advantage of the peace to hold the wedding again.
So this is a definite sign that a period of peace is about to begin again?
Xia Yibing frowned, thinking that this battle was being treated too lightly.
How many days had passed since the "war" I witnessed at the Posuo dinner? It seemed like only two days! ... Doesn't that mean these bastards will stop fighting after two days? What can they do with this little time?
Even if we take into account the lag in message transmission, the two sides would decide on a ceasefire earlier than now.
"Let me ask you something." The woman let go of the honest crow and brought the dishonest one to her face. "How many days apart are Nellie Bislow's wedding dates usually?"
"Do you expect a bird to count the days?" the crow cackles. "Don't be silly! We all live from day to day!"
Xia Yibing's response was to turn its head towards its companion on the ground and stomped on the man's neck to break it.
"Wait a minute!" Her only remaining captive was terrified, shrinking his neck and pretending to recall: "About... half a month? Maybe 14 days, maybe 17 days, I'm sure I can't remember the exact time, but it's about this much!"
"Have you ever been to church?"
"I do not dare to go!"
"Have you ever looked there from a distance?"
"Uh...yes!"
"How is the transfer of the Sisters of Salvation going?"
"It's quite frequent! Because of the frequent wars, many people get injured every once in a while, and their business is very good!"
"You just said that you are noble? Once you transcend, you can return to the kingdom of God... What does that mean?"
"This... is what it means literally!?"
"Where did you hear that?" the woman stared.
"I don't know! I didn't say that!" The little crow couldn't bear the huge pressure and let out a series of howls, "Wow - I just landed on that tall, white tree - that old thing sometimes talks to himself - the original words were not said by me wow -!!!"
A tall, white tree?
The corners of Xia Yibing's mouth twitched slightly.
Great, there's only one tree in this damn place that fits that description.
Anyway, she was wearing a hood and the little thing couldn't see her face, so Xia Yibing let it go and watched it flap its wings and fly away in a hurry.
"Something new has been discovered," she said to herself.
But it's not enough. It's not worth chasing Aisuen for such a thing. I should go find Shana first and trick the Posha family's collection of books out.
On the other side, Hitzfeld leisurely rode back to the temple.
Because the journey was smooth and no one dared to disturb the carriage, she even had the leisure to take a nap in the carriage. Then she got off the carriage under the respectful gaze of a group of blood-slaughtering warriors and walked into the Blood Temple.
There were a lot more nuns in the church than last night. There were only three or four of them in the corridor. They were all startled when they saw Hitzfeld and immediately leaned over to greet her.
"Good day, Sister Hashem."
"Good day Sister Hashem, may you reach the mysterious source."
This shouldn't be the original prayer of the Church of Our Lady of Savior, right?
Hitzfeld dealt with them casually, and on the way he thought about how much the history of Elsa had been tampered with by the victors of the hundred-year bloody war, the Neon family.
At the very least, there weren't so many messy regulations during the Hundred Years of Bloody War, such as the unique surname inheritance system and banned books, which did not exist in that period.
"You're finally back!"
When they arrived at the main hall, Sister Monia came to greet them.
"The Governor's Mansion has sent an invitation to you to attend Nellie's wedding."
"Who is Nellie?" Hitzfeld frowned, feeling that the name sounded familiar.
"Her full name is Nellie Bislow..."
"Oh!" Now the girl remembered. She had heard Bunoriel mention this when she was interrogating him before. These were all interpersonal relationships among the upper class in Neptune City.
I only heard that she was a psychopathic woman whose hobby was to hold weddings, and she would kill her new husband regularly for this purpose... Hey! Her father indulged her in doing such things.
Of course, people don't like it, but Nellie doesn't marry a blood killer. Her candidates are always from the outer city, mostly refugees, so no one has ever investigated it deeply. Many refugees are even proud that their sons are chosen to marry.
Although people will die and they know the final fate of their children after they leave, the Governor's Office has given them so much.
The husband’s family will be given a large amount of food and treasures at every wedding. You couldn’t get so much even if you sold your child!
The living conditions in Aisha Continent are even worse than those in Sara. Some places in Sara are so poor that people resort to cannibalism. It is common for Aisha people to eat children because they cannot survive.
That's why Hitzfeld didn't take this matter seriously - she wanted to take care of it for her own reasons, but she couldn't take care of it if she got serious. It was like she could use the authority of the mysterious master to block the perception of all the blood-slaughterers, sneak into the Governor's Mansion in the middle of the night and kill Nellie, but after killing her, the poor families in the outer city would lose a way to get rich, which would simply ruin their hope of good luck. At that time, no one would be grateful to her, and they would probably scold her instead.
She was very clear about this, so when she encountered something that she had already decided not to get involved in but now came to her, her first reaction was "I don't want to go."
"You'd better go." Sister Monia reminded her in a roundabout way, "Attending the wedding is not the main purpose. In fact, the Governor has heard about what happened inside the cathedral and has become interested in you."
Oh.
When she said this, Hitzfeld understood everything.
So, Bislo-Chel wants to use this as an excuse to get to know the new leader of the Sisters of Salvation?
Bunoliel said that the Governor of Neptune City is a die-hard fan of the Human King. He is 100% loyal to the Niang family and has always been deeply wary of the Church of the Mother of Savior.
Even though she can travel alone without being stopped, if there are more people, she can't get out of the inner city.
This was intentional on Bislo's part. He hoped to cut off the church's tentacles reaching out to the outer city in this way and allow them only limited "manifestations" so that they would not attract too many believers.
So it was natural that the new leader should report to him.
This is a question of respect and inferiority, and it can rise infinitely on this basis.
"When?" Hitzfeld had already decided to go.
The Governor's Office has absolute authority in Neptune City. If someone is invited and they don't go to Bislo, that may not be a big deal. But if a nun dares not to go, he will send someone to chop off her head the next day.
Hitzfeld is not afraid of being beheaded, but she still wants to continue using the identity of Hashem, so there is no need to make enemies with the other party.
"Tonight." Monia lowered her head and dared not look at her, "The invitation is at the door of your room..."
"My room?"
"That laboratory..."
"Okay, I know."
"besides……"
"What else do you have to say? Say it all at once!"
"There are also some newly selected children." Monia's voice began to tremble, "This... their awakening ceremony... has always been presided over by the bishop nun..."
"I don't want to care. You can do whatever you want."
After casually sending Mona away, Hitzfeld walked upstairs in a bad mood.
The so-called awakening ceremony probably refers to cutting open the heads of selected children, such as the children like Hashem at that time, and removing their brains, and giving them new bodies.
Of course, the original requirement of this ceremony did not require the new body to be particularly beautiful. After all, the function of the Sister of Salvation only required the element of "female".
But anyway, a beautiful appearance is more conducive to missionary work, so it gradually became what it is now.
Hitzfeld couldn't stand this kind of thing, but he couldn't do anything about it, which was why he was in a bad mood.
Am I being too cautious?
she asked herself.
You did the right thing.
There is a voice deep inside that justifies the behavior.
Killing and replacing Sister Tamo was "following the rules" and there is nothing wrong with that. It's not your fault if the other temples knew about it.
But stopping the ritual is different…
You'll attract a lot of new attention...
"So what?" Hitzfeld suddenly stopped, "It's just some mysterious dog food."
Looking back, I found tentacles following me as expected.
The tentacles floated down from the dark ceiling. There were about twenty of them in total, as thick as water pipes. They were careful not to touch her, but they looked like they really wanted to be intimate with her.
There was no time to teach it a lesson at this time. Hitzfeld said to the tentacle, "Go tell Monia that the awakening ceremony is cancelled."
The tentacles bent as if to simulate a question mark.
"I said, you do it."
Hitzfeld decided not to explain. She wanted to try to see which one the Church thought was more important, the appointment that the church leaders had always instilled in this thing or herself.
This time the tentacles did not hesitate and retracted with a whoosh.
