This guy is also the same as the endless babbler, and 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 could be exploited 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 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 too involved. The people behind the scenes are all responsible."
"Did the Rag 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 that heart part of that body? Are there others?"
"Yes, as long as they are put back into their original bodies, my father will be able to live and escape from imprisonment. Ultra took the brain, and Friedman took 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 better. My father didn't let us have too much contact because he was afraid that the protectors sent by the lackeys would find out.
There are the decrepit, the twilight, the corrupted believers, the messengers of corruption...the light of resurrection.
My father said that if he could escape successfully this time, he would become the light of recovery, and then it would be time to liquidate the Cordis family. "
What the hell, even a decline can be revived, right? No wonder this guy can survive in such a strange state, but it's a pity that when he met himself, his personality was 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 Resuscitation Society? And where the Recovery Society is."
"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 of the Resuscitation Society. 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."
"You already know the structure of the Resuscitation 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 The 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 dealt with by anti-divination.
These secret organizations are trouble. She raised her forehead. Even if they all came to her, she could blow them all away with one punch. But they won’t give you time or 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, had brown-black hair, and looked ordinary, came here with the casual clothes she had seen and another man.
"I remember you, you are that Ms. Austin, 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 remember you too. You are Deacon Lisbeth. I have made this person honest. I took care of that weird heart, which is the flesh and blood on his face. 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 of 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 also got back into the carriage and headed for Garcia again.
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?"
"Wait until next time."
"It's a pity, the ceremony is almost completed, 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 banks and roads. It is a typical valley landform, and the surrounding areas are surrounded by low hills and mountains.
Since it was already late autumn, some of the trees scattered inside and outside the town were dark yellow, and some were a little green. The overall look is a bit desolate.
After continuing to detour for a while, Hermione finally arrived at the destination of her trip.
Outside the church is a park for resting. The benches on the grass are faded and old, and the scattered trees provide enough space for shade and shade on the grass below. Many people from small towns rest here and enjoy the afternoon.
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 her away, and the uncle took Mila Gross away to his village. He had a beard and wore a fur hat. He carried the big box and put it in the car. After asking people to come up, he drove away directly.
In an instant, Hermione, a girl named Helen Zmelman, and Leo Brandt, the priest of Garcia Church, 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.
Looks smaller than Kamari's. 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 even say a word when he walked to the clergy area at the back. Hermione who followed him was fine, but Helen was a little reserved.
She had brown-red hair, braided into two braids in front of her body. Hermione thought it was almost flaxen with a little red, and her kind was really red.
There are a lot of freckles on his face, his nose is not 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.
Stepping up the half-meter-high steps, you can see a row of rooms decorated with old wooden doors, and the aisles there are clean.
Outside the guardrail is a flat grassy field and a fence guardrail covered with some gorse vines.
If you look closely, 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's good to put things to their best use.
"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 in 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 are barely separated 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 the door. Seeing as Helen lived next door, there was no need for him 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 a wardrobe less than one meter long, a small desk and chair, a wooden frame bed and a bedside table on one side, there is nothing else. The only good thing is that it is clean and has no strange smell, otherwise Hermione would have found 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 indispensable part of the liturgical 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 the outside. She was dressed conservatively. The loose clergy clothes 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 when she heard this name just now, but many secular people took that name, so it wasn't a big problem. He probably wouldn't mind this 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 mood just now, and they were positive.
Could it be that he was helping him find Edmund Winter? I said it quickly. The longer I wait, the more afraid I am 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.
Father Brandt only received information about the operation to cooperate with Hermione. In his opinion, it may be another research carried out by the church, and perhaps he will see new knowledge results soon.
Edmund Winter was a 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 without knowing it. '
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, 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 envelopes this area."
"Is this true? 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 flawed people. Everyone is not perfect, only God is."
"Praise be to the Lord of knowledge, and may He, the eternal and perfect wisdom, always protect these poor people."
"Praise Him"
Hermione replied.
(End of chapter)
