The Requiem Church is located in the east district of Celephes City and covers a large area.
Not only does it have a vast exclusive cemetery, opposite the cemetery, there is also a closed flower garden near the forest to the east. However, the large iron gate of the garden is always locked, unless the head of the family, Herage, agrees. Otherwise, you can only try to climb over the spiked wall that is more than two meters high.
There are even unreliable rumors that there is a terrifying murder mechanism in the flower garden. Of course, rumors are just rumors after all, and no one has confirmed them. What's more, even if they are true, mechanisms on private property have nothing to do with most normal people, so naturally they won't. There will be those who press too far and risk offending Pastor Hellage.
Because no one would risk getting a few bloody holes in their body to look at some boring flowers and plants, naturally no one would choose to climb over the wall, let alone outsiders. Everyone knows the security of the Constantine family. The Requiem Church is the only private church in Celephes that is not controlled by the three major churches. In name, the Requiem Church is a private property protected by French law, and it is also a church recognized by France with the ability to perform rest rites. Private chapel of rights.
Those who die on private property due to illegal trespassing are not protected by law and can be buried on the spot after a resting ceremony.
The so-called rest ceremony refers to a special religious ceremony performed by a church pastor after a person dies, and is supported by French law.
It is said that only after the rest ceremony, the deceased is buried or cremated in order to truly rest in peace. As for the fate of those who violated the rules, the French Inquisition has used bloody lessons to tell the people countless times what triple punishment is.
If you don't want to use Thor to perform resting rituals for your dead relatives, what awaits the living will be more severe pain than the dead relatives.
Of course, if a homeless man really has no money and all his family members are dead, the church arranged by France can also perform the burial ceremony for free.
Therefore, if you don't want to spend high ceremony fees at the three major churches that monopolize the rest ceremony, you can only go to a private church recognized by France.
Generally speaking, the ceremony fees of private churches are much cheaper than those of church institutions of the three major churches. Therefore, as long as there are still living people in the family, people living in Celephasis will not try to offend the funeral ceremony. The price of the funeral ceremony is only three major churches. Two-thirds of the Requiem Chapel.
As the eldest grandson of Pastor Hellage, Kane, who has sorted out his memory, knows that he has a "big family and a big business". Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to start a new history of struggle. If he can successfully inherit the Requiem Church, If so, even if he could get a little bit of the Constantine family's property after his grandfather Herague died, he wouldn't have to worry about how to live for the rest of his life.
Although the church didn’t have much money, it couldn’t afford the land.
In previous lives, land was much more valuable than money, and the key was to preserve its value.
"Brother Kane, are you feeling better? Do you need my help?"
Frith, who was holding a holy book and reciting it on the second floor, saw Kane coming down the stairs. His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he immediately put down the 'holy brick' in his hand that could kill someone.
Opportunities are rare, and the opportunity to be honest and lazy cannot be missed.
Fries is the son of Uncle Fern and Aunt Jessica, and Fern is the second son of Herrag. After the death of the eldest son Kailo, there are only second son Fern Constantine and third daughter Ramos Kang. Standing was by his side.
Because the old man Herage is away on a long journey, the Requiem Church has not been open recently.
In recent days, in order to improve the performance of the church, Uncle Fern and young employee Taylor are responsible for going to cities and villages to contact customers who want to perform burial ceremonies, and make reservations according to the return date arranged by Herage.
If you don't want to pay nearly 1,000 more soles at the three major churches, you can only let Fern and Taylor take the body of the deceased back to the church basement in a van and place it in an ice coffin until the old man Herage comes back. Then 'batch process'.
It has to be said that this will indeed lose a large number of customers who are not too poor in money, but there is nothing that can be done, because the only qualified priest with the burial ceremony is the head of the Herage family.
As for Aunt Ramos, who works in a tailor shop in the city, she rents a house in Celephas City on weekdays, except for taking Anna back to church on the Seventh Day when she is not in class.
For Kane, not to mention the weak-tempered sister Kelly, including the naughty sister Anna brought by the divorced aunt Ramos, only Fries, the younger brother, is the most honest and kind among the three 'peers'.
Of course, honesty and kindness are relative to sister Anna.
Knowing what Fries wanted to express to him, with a weak smile on his pale face, Kane patted Fries' head lovingly.
One month was enough for him to successfully establish the image of a reliable big brother in the heart of a fourteen-year-old boy.
The so-called big brother naturally supports you when you get into trouble, covers for you when you make a fool of yourself, and covers for you when you are lazy.
As a boy, you have to get used to it. What's the use of staying at home and studying hard when you should go out to play... Anyway, if you are so weak, it's not you who Uncle Fern comes back to beat.
"Fris, thank you for your concern. My health is much better, but I suddenly want to drink milk. I don't know if I have any at home..."
Frith's eyes were shining brightly, and he turned around and ran downstairs. Within half a minute, Frith ran back with milk stains on his mouth amidst Kelly's exclamation.
"Brother Kane, what a coincidence. We just ran out of milk at home. I'll go to the city and buy you a bag."
"Go ahead and remember to come back before lunch."
"Mom! Give me some Sol, I'll go to the city to buy milk for Brother Kane!"
"You brat! Just go out and have fun, don't ask for money!"
Watching Fries skipping downstairs, Kane felt his throat was a little sweet and couldn't help coughing twice.
"Kane, you are too used to Frith. If grandpa were here, he would definitely say something to you... Yeah! Kane!"
Kelly, who came up from the kitchen on the first floor with a piece of soft bread, hadn't finished speaking when she saw blood oozing from the corner of Kane's mouth. For a moment, she couldn't care less about the soft bread in her hand and the proper posture of a nun. Kelly, who didn't know that the bread had fallen to the ground, ran to help Kane in a panic, but saw Kane wave his hand, with no look of pain on his weak face.
"Sister Kelly, I'm fine. I just coughed and broke my throat. It's nothing serious."
After comforting Kelly, Kane smiled and picked up the dirty bread on the ground, his face seemed much better.
"Kane, let me eat this bread, and I'll get you another one."
He tried to take the dirty bread, but Kane deftly avoided it.
"It's okay. I will remove the dirty areas. I will go back and lie down first. Sister Kelly, you are busy with your business and don't worry about me."
"Well, take care of yourself."
Seeing Kane walking up to the third floor tremblingly and resolutely, although it was not visible on his face, Kelly was extremely anxious in her heart.
Grandpa is not here, should we call back Uncle Fern who is contacting clients about the ceremony time?
As soon as the idea came up, Kelly ran to the telephone landline on the first floor without hesitation.
Nothing in this world is more important than Kane.
"Click"
Back on the third floor, Kane had just locked the wooden door, and then,
The body slid down the smooth and strong door panel onto the wooden floor like a soft noodle.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Looking at the blood on the back of his hand, Kane felt as if his heart was being grasped by a huge hand in great pain.
This situation happened once half a month ago. I thought that it would get better after a period of self-cultivation, but I didn't expect that the sudden pain came again. If Kelly saw this state of mine, she would definitely make that kind little girl angry. It's uncomfortable. Instead of having someone who cares about you feel sad, it's better to go back to your room and get through it on your own.
"There is absolutely no heart disease in this body. What the hell is wrong with me?"
Panting heavily and unable to do anything, Kane rolled over and lay on the bed, gritting his teeth and constantly strengthening his subconscious desire to survive.
"I can't die, I can't die, I can't die..."
His consciousness gradually blurred, and in a daze, Kane seemed to see a shadow hovering next to him.
This shadow longs to take away his soul.
…
On the outskirts of Celephes, in the basement of a single-family villa surrounded by gardens, a match burned without warning, and the darkness suddenly dissipated.
The short man with an inverted cross of thorns carved on his bald head sat cross-legged on the ground and lit the candles one after another.
On top of the strange pattern carved by the ashes of the beast, separated at both ends, two candles, one black and one red, are located in it, burning slowly in the flickering light of the fire.
There is also a pure black opaque wide-mouth gourd bottle placed around the candle, and the black bottle cap is placed next to the bottle.
The blood stone refined from living people flashed a dull dark red from time to time in the interlaced firelight of the two candles. Sensing that the right time had come, the man grabbed a handful of ancient tomb soil and sprinkled it into the jar, capped it. After passing the soil of the church courtyard that was paved in advance on the lower floor,
Immediately afterwards, the man took out the nightshade incense powder that he had prepared and carefully sprinkled it on the photo in his palm.
As the powder increased, the handsome black-haired boy in the photo became a little blurry.
A low and rhythmic voice sounded from the basement.
"I call upon the creatures of the night, I call upon the night, and invade Kane's home with your power.
In the name of the power found in Heaven rising to the home of Kane and tormenting his soul, life and joy, I command it to be done. "
After the chant, the man lit the photo with the flame of a black candle,
Strangely, the photos that were supposed to burn up quickly turned into small black particles in the slowly moving line of fire, and were controlled by the man to fall into a black wide-mouth bottle.
After a second of calm, a high-pitched chant came from the man's mouth.
"You are no longer at peace! From now on, the creatures of the night will fill Kane's soul!
Beast that patrols the shadows, your peace and your happiness rise from the lower realms, from the endless cave, bring your wrath to Cain! "
Throwing the half-burned photo directly into the bottle, the man's voice became calmer:
"Use your power to attack Kane and harvest his soul and life."
In an instant, only half of the black candle left burned quickly. Without hesitation, the man threw the blood stone he had prepared into the black bottle, and then quickly capped the bottle.
After the bottle cap closed the black bottle, the red candle that was originally burning at a normal speed also suddenly accelerated. The tears falling down were as sad as a tortured soul. In just three seconds, the red candle had only three points left. one.
However, the black candle burned faster than the man expected. Before the red candle could finish burning, the boiling black candle had already burned out.
The moment the black candle goes out, the red candle resumes its normal burning rate.
The man looked at the remaining quarter of the red candle and sighed deeply.
"Haha, you failed again, three times, right?
Nantes, I really doubt that you were sleepwalking when you passed the path of truth. You couldn't even curse an ordinary kid who didn't take the path of truth to death. "
The chandelier in the basement suddenly lit up, and a kind-faced old man in a suit who was already in his seventies sat gracefully on a chair, mercilessly mocking the bald dwarf who had his back turned to him. A white bone bracelet engraved with strange symbols dangled on his wrist. To and fro.
"Herit, you think you are powerful, so why don't you go? When that old guy Herrag came out to find me, three ghouls were enough to massacre the Requiem Church, right?"
Already a little irritated by the many failures, Nante cursed mercilessly.
"You only talk useless nonsense all day long, Herrit. If you can shut up your stinky mouth, maybe I can let you and your stinky dogs stay for a few more days."
Hearing what Nante said, Herritt clapped his hands indifferently.
"What a stinky dog? You're wrong.
Shirley, come in and show this useless forty-five-year-old virgin your new look. "
The closed basement was suddenly pushed open, and a hot blonde beauty walked into the basement naked, knelt down on the ground in a charming manner, held up the old man's smooth leather shoes with a pious expression and stuck out her tongue, as if Savoring the supreme deliciousness.
"This skin was chosen by Shirley herself. How about it? You have a good sense, right? If you are interested, I wouldn't mind letting Shirley help you grow up."
He stood up and cleaned up the mess of the curse ceremony. He casually glanced at the blonde beauty and stopped looking at her, but he still showed no mercy on his lips.
"Huh! No matter how good the skin is, it can't change the nature of a stinking dead dog inside. Herrit, you are as disgusting as your ghoul! I will not be with such a ghost... Huh!"
"If this can help you get over the shadow of three failures, I don't mind if you scold me... That's enough, you can get out."
After kicking Shirley away out of boredom and letting Shirley crawl out of the basement on all fours like a dog, Herrit walked up to Nante and patted Nante on the shoulder.
"Man, I know you're upset, but you have to admit it when you fail. It's no big deal. Our ultimate goal is just to take revenge on Herage and let the old ghost die. Killing his grandson is just one of them. It’s just a way.” (End of Chapter)
