"Isn't Brother Luke home too?"
"Looks like he's not here."
Hermione and the others stood outside a courtyard with a lot of weeds and asked about the neighbors next to Luke's house.
The house inside is a bit old and dilapidated, with dark exterior walls. We found nothing at Weilang's house just now. The courtyard was empty and the house was so clean that even thieves were not interested.
The accompanying village chief wanted to know what they had committed, and if it was theft, he said he could deal with them.
Hermione and her group thanked the village chief for his enthusiasm, and told Weilang and his group that they were suspected of being related to cultists, and asked the village chief to report them quickly after discovering their whereabouts.
Hearing that Wei Lang and the others seemed to have become cultists, the village chief was briefly shocked and then said that he would definitely keep an eye on the streets in the village, muttering words such as storm and destruction.
"Go to the street vendors and taverns outside and ask. It's a big deal, so it's better to confirm again."
Hermione, Voss, Aloysius and the village elder came to the bar on the village cross street. It's not yet evening, so there are relatively few people.
The tavern is not big, and there are a few square tables on the sunshade that extends outside. The color is darker. When the village chief and Aloysius came with two people, the boss, who had a messy beard and hair, didn't bother to hold his arms. The beet that is hanging, come to ask what you want to do with me?
"Are you talking about those gangsters Weilang and Shike? They came to my place to sit for a while near noon, and then left when they saw that I was collecting their debts."
"Is that so? Do you see where you are going?"
"I don't know about this either. You can ask Fina from the bakery opposite. She may have seen it."
After thanking the bar owner and saying goodbye, everyone came to Fina and asked. Unfortunately, no one saw where they were except near noon.
"This is not an option. I'm going to inform the Bishop. Hermione, you and Aloysius stay here and keep an eye on it. The police force will be here soon." Voss planned to go find Bishop Grantster himself. Waiting is a very painful process.
Hermione touched the bracelet on her wrist and remembered its use.
"I can speak directly to Ms. Grantster, no need to go to so much trouble." Hermione showed the bracelet on her wrist, silently read the mysterious letters on it, and simply conveyed what happened here.
"Okay, I'll go and search the surrounding area. You guys should stay there and don't let anyone get close to you." After speaking, Voss left and took the village chief to search the surrounding area.
Hermione and Aloysius returned to the road, and a woman wearing a white top, black coat, and black skirt appeared. She had dark eyes and brown hair tied back.
Aloysius was startled by the sudden appearance of the person and subconsciously took two steps back to prepare for defense.
"Ms. Grantster, we meet again. This time the trouble is not small."
"Just call me Grantster, and I'll just call you Hermione. Fortunately, it was discovered in time this time. It will be dealt with later and there will be no problem."
Hermione and Grantster came outside the yard. The transparent ice was faintly red, but the house was so normal. The grass outside had grown to knee-high, and the roses, periwinkles, camellias, tulips, etc. were growing next to them. It blooms coquettishly, attracting people from outside to come in.
"I went in and took a look. The source of the pollution is no longer inside. These are all residues. I suspect that those few people opened it by mistake and took some of it away."
"The residue is so serious. Those people must find it. Do you have any clues?"
"They disappeared after this morning, and if they don't come back tonight, it's pretty sure it's them."
The weeds near the road have also begun to grow, and their color has changed from yellow to emerald green. A darkness has enveloped the ground of the yard and hut in front of them, slowly wiping it like a chalk brush.
A ripple of tranquility spread around, and soon the darkness disappeared together with the extended ground outside, leaving behind a square and neat deep pit.
Hermione looked at the deep pit in front of her and sighed. If she were at her peak, she would be able to deal with this pollution and throw these things away directly in the mirror world.
"Okay, His Majesty the Pope has just dealt with the contaminated area. Next, let the nearby villagers go to the church to say mass and be baptized."
"If you track those people, please inform me. I will also look for them here. See you next time." Grantster smiled and said goodbye to Hermione before disappearing quickly.
Aloysius, who was watching at the intersection, saw Hermione waving and walked in. He found that the lady just now was gone and his home turned into a wide pit. Is this really something a human can do?
"Your home is gone. This is a last resort."
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, I almost caused such a big thing. It's already good that you didn't blame us."
Voss and the village chief also returned here. Seeing the deep pit, the village chief was stunned for a while, and suddenly he kept praying and thanking the Lord of the Storm.
When Hermione saw this, she thought, 'If Grantster were here, I would really like to see her expression. '
"The original belief of those people in Weilang is the Lord of Storms. It is just right for the punishers to participate, otherwise there will not be enough manpower. The most important thing now is to figure out where the people have gone. Divination no longer works, and it will happen again. It has attracted the attention of the evil god. The news here should also be blocked and let people deal with the hole. Otherwise, the returning villagers may see it and cause panic."
On the road with wheat fields on both sides, a strange little man walked forward with a few people who looked like farmers in simple clothes. The younger man who was half a step behind said with a little panic.
"Where are we going now! Are we leaving Pulitzer?"
"Yes, little Luke, it's no longer safe over there. We need to change places, and then find an opportunity to go to the Kingdom of Feneport to complete God's mission." The forest doll became the leader of the team.
"Her Majesty, Feneport is so far away! We still have to walk through Southwell, Dixi... Shouldn't we go back to Pulitzer?"
Little Luke struggled to count with his fingers how long he would have to go and how many places he would pass. The most important thing was that he did not understand the outside world at all. He had spent his whole life in the small area of Pulitzer.
"Why are you so talkative? You should learn from them." The forest doll pointed at Weilang and the others. They had pious eyes and kept walking forward, not caring about the things around them at all.
Little Luke felt that they were more and more eerie and scary. At first he could say a few words, but now his brothers didn't respond to him very much.
Also, their belief is obviously not the god of storms. The word mother is obviously wrong. Should I run back and tell the church?
"Little Luke, it seems that you need to accept God's baptism more. Remember to open your mind and body to accept it."
After hearing these words, little Luke had no choice but to agree while thinking about how to fool him.
"There's a farm in front of you. It's just right. Let's choose that place to baptize you."
The surrounding Wei Lang, Walker, and Luke tacitly pushed little Luke to the front.
In the square, Mayor Crowley and the President of Pulitzer University and their entourage sat in the first row. The Earl of Brudenell in front is giving a speech on the podium above.
Celia used her advantage to get a relatively front seat, sitting here with Alister. A few annoying men next to her were chattering incessantly inquiring about Celia's situation. Due to etiquette and the difficulty of getting angry, my uncle sat in the first row.
“Therefore, by the joint resolution of Mayor Crawley, Earl Tilley, Viscount Ferrin, Lord Stephenson, Lord Ferris… and myself, James Thomas Brudenell, the Pulitzer University Educational Charitable Foundation is established. We will donate 1% of United Shipping's shares to the foundation to maintain the normal operations of the foundation."
The audience burst into applause, and everyone applauded enthusiastically, especially ordinary citizens.
Rick also found it incredible that the reorganized United Shipping Company actually brought out so many benefits, and his family only held 0.3% of the shares in it.
However, the benefits are also obvious. On the one hand, it gains social reputation, and on the other hand, it receives a steady flow of talents. There are more things that he just doesn't know. Rick looked at his father sitting in the second row and ended up asking what was going on inside.
Then the church representatives called on everyone to pay more attention to the problem of slums. Celia regretted coming here because the academic exhibition had turned into a political stage for adults, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
Sylvia, who was on the periphery at the back, was looking at Karen who was moving forward, praying in her heart, hoping that he could successfully kill the defector in one go, so that she could leave this hellish place.
Since Karen became an assassin, he has admired Sylvia immensely. Even though he is weak, he can take revenge before those big shots. After learning that Sylvia wanted to take advantage of the chaos and kill the defector with a gun, he didn't have the slightest doubt.
'Finally we're at the front, this location is really good! Karen squeezed through the crowds on both sides and came to the fifth row. He looked at Alister in front of him and used the cover of the people next to him to point the gun at Alister from his waist. Those who were looking at the podium saw nothing wrong.
There was a sudden commotion behind, and Karen pulled the trigger on Alister's head.
"Bang, bang, bang"
Karen fired three times desperately. As he was running, he suddenly found a pair of hands tightly strangling his neck and heart. His head seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer. He fell to the ground holding his head in pain.
The people around him were already screaming and were about to run away.
Sylvia, who caused the commotion, had already run out of Pulitzer University and threw a few sulers into the bowl of an old man begging across the street, as did the others behind him.
The moment Celia heard the gunshot, she and Alister bent down together. Fortunately, they only brushed the shoulder of a gentleman next to them, and there were no other casualties. But Celia and Alister knew clearly that the bullets were coming towards their position. To be precise, it was Alister who fired three shots from high to low, even predicting when they would fall down and dodge. Fortunately, someone interfered with the firing of the bullet.
"Don't panic, everyone. The prisoner has fallen to the ground. I'm sorry that such a thing happened in such a grand exhibition! As the mayor, I have an unshirkable responsibility. Don't worry, I will definitely investigate and bring the murderer to justice. .”
A mental soothing wave spread to the surroundings, the crowd became quiet, and two bodyguards carried away Karen who was struggling in pain on the ground.
"You see, those old guys are more complicated than the last, so it is the right thing for you to ask your father about those things." Julius said to Theo beside him.
"My father warned me that it was very dangerous and I was not allowed to touch it, but I have found some formulas privately. Do you want to try it?"
"No, I just want to live a few more years. If the sky falls, the old men in front of me will be able to carry it."
"I see you keep looking at Rick's sister Anna, don't you?"
"It's better to bear with it! They are also respectable people. It would be bad for us if they make a big fuss."
"What happened to the black-haired girl with glasses last time? Are you making any progress?"
"Stop talking, that person gives me the feeling of a poisonous spider. Why are all the good-looking people I meet recently like this? They are all like roses with thorns."
"Herminia isn't satisfied with you yet, her sister seems pretty good too."
"Don't get too deep into this kind of thing. People with unknown identities can just play around."
Earl Tilly, Earl Brudenell and others got up and came to Celia. They also judged the direction of the gunfire and saw that Celia was in the direction.
"Celia, have you gotten into any trouble?"
"Uncle, I have been studying at school recently, and I don't have time to cause trouble! This person next to me is the wife of one of my teachers, her name is Alister."
Alister introduced herself to the people in front with a salute, Earl Tilly and Earl Brudenell whispered, and the bodyguard next to her also said a few words. Celia looked at them with doubtful and wary eyes. It seemed that they had discovered something was wrong with Alister and hurriedly said,
"I helped Brother Vos protect and guard important witnesses in the case. I didn't cause any trouble."
"Nonsense, how could this kid let you do such a dangerous thing, Bethen, please protect them."
After Brudenell gave the order, he turned to Tilly and said, "Don't worry, old man, I will teach that boy a lesson."
Mary next to her pinched the face of the little boy next to her, brother, I can't help you this time, just ask for your blessings! After pinching again, the little boy protested against his sister's violence and cried to the more mature lady who looked somewhat similar to Mary.
