Chapter 113 Ch112 Mithril Church
Chapter 113 Ch.112 Mithril Church
Fernandez's departure was indeed due to the murder at Chloe's house.
Ritualist Murders.
According to Mr. Priest, the Inspectorate is investigating and is preparing to label the criminal a cultist - and that's no problem.
Judging from the scene, he was more cruel than ordinary cultists.
"This is an inhumane bastard."
“A few rookies threw up in the house.”
Fernandez hung up his coat and said casually.
"But I think it's not like the Cradle of Flesh did it."
Will the cultists in the Cradle of Flesh harm Charles Croy's son?
As for the black man...
Although they are more active in winter, they obviously will not create such a scene: those wastes rarely go into battle in person, and they do not like to peel skin and bones.
"Ignore the cruel methods. The way the murderer appears and leaves is more like a certain road... or a certain organization I have heard of."
Fernandez spit out a name that was unfamiliar to Roland:
Mithril Church.
"Change, deception, phantom, imitation, lies, this group of believers who rarely show their true appearance believe in the Sixth Crowned God."
The Sixth Crowned God: The Daughter of Change/Silver Moon/Lieless Dressed Mirror/Reflection in the Lake
This is what believers call Him.
"They control the "Mirror Road". "
"But I haven't seen these people since I became an executive," Fernandez said.
They seem to have some unique way of hiding from the church's sight. Even Fernandez only glimpsed a few pages of thin records in the library of the Inquisition - very few executioners have dealt with them.
These people are not cultists, but it is difficult to say that they are on the side of the church.
"lie…"
Roland pretended to be confused: "You mean, that criminal is a believer in the Mithril Church, or at least a ritual practitioner who embarked on the "Mirror Road". "
"There's no difference between the two."
Fernandez said.
"The "Mirror Road" of the Mithril Church will never be leaked. Even if someone is chosen by the path, he still cannot go far without the help of the Mithril Church. "
"So, the murderer is most likely someone from the Mithril Church."
Mr. Priest guessed.
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sorry.
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Mithril gentlemen and ladies.
"You are really..."
"...For the recent mission, you'd better go with Kratof. The city of London is in chaos - the traitor of the Ring of Silence who was bewitched, the trickster of the Mithril Church..."
Inquisition, in Fernandez's office.
There are newspapers on the table.
Two pairs of black, thick leather gloves with crosses embroidered on the backs of the hands with silver thread were pressed on top.
The church's winter subsidy has been reduced.
"It can be exchanged for money, but in terms of value, the gloves are still higher." Fernandez asked two people to try it. The church's equipment is all 'specially made' - for example, this pair of gloves is made of solid materials and will not be damaged by holding a sharp blade in a short period of time.
"Thanks, Fernandez."
"Thank you to the Tribunal and the Church. Also, you handled the ghost case very well last time. We must keep a certain distance from those people, otherwise soon, they will think that these are our original It's time to do it."
While he was instructing Roland, Xander took out the newspaper from under his gloves, shook it, and scanned the words on it with his lake-blue eyes.
In the most conspicuous place, a huge title is printed in type:
‘Brave Benevento! And the warriors who follow him! ’
The title is catchy.
She looked at it for a while before reading in a straight tone:
"Our most elegant and courageous gentleman, Mr. Benevento, showed the courage that a noble man should have in a bloody case yesterday! He led the rest of the warriors (the names of the remaining followers will be noted at the end of the article), Climb the stairs and face the murderer with your head held high, the murderer who is vile, despicable, and takes people's lives in some vicious way!"
"His loud yelling frightened the murderer; his strong and tall body prevented the murderer from attacking the other attendees again!"
"He is our hero!"
"It's time for all citizens to know the hero's name!"
Below, in small letters, the names of all the men present were completed.
Xander read it quickly.
Roland:......
To be honest, there was not enough room in the room for the number of people in the newspaper.
"...It seems like this is a murderer who doesn't have much courage?" Xander put down the newspaper.
"He is a writer who doesn't know the truth and was paid to make up nonsense." Fernandez glanced at the newspaper with contempt: "When Roland becomes a ritualist, we can get away from the Supervision Bureau and avoid dealing with these people. "
"Well," Roland tapped the floor with the toe of his shoe: "I am already a ritualist, Fernandez."
"Oh, that's not bad, you...what did you say?!"
"The bear is going crazy and wants to pounce on people."
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Accurate.
In fact, Fernandez was even more exaggerated than Wrench described: he almost squeezed those two big eyeballs out of their sockets.
This was even more surprising than the first time he learned that Roland had become an apprentice.
"Yi, ritualist? When did it happen?!"
Roland wore the subsidy issued by the church and rubbed his two black leather gloves together, making a rustling sound. "Just yesterday, in my room, Fernandez. I performed a ceremony with that mask. …”
Xander stood aside, staring at him.
"Ceremony maker, ceremony maker, ceremony maker... you succeeded?! Why didn't you inform me and Lady Enid before the ceremony?!"
"Because he was afraid that you would meddle in his business and find out that he actually practiced how to jump from the second floor without spraining his ankle last night."
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I said, that strange gardener.
"I thought it didn't require anyone else?" Roland hesitated, "The ceremony is not difficult, Fernandez. It just requires me to burn the mask - the flames quickly turned from red to white, and then, I found that I could control more "secrets", more -"
Fernandez quickly interrupted Roland's next words.
"Don't say it, Roland, don't say it."
He stopped him.
"You are embarking on an unprecedented path, Roland, you can keep these knowledge and secrets - this is also what Lady Enid meant."
"You were not destined for the grand ceremony."
"So, keep it secret, keep it secret, Roland."
Roland shook his head: "But we are brothers and sisters, the closest people, I don't need to hide it from you. "
Fernandez was touched by Roland's trust, but still disagreed.
Especially... he glanced at Shandel.
"Congratulations, Collins." The girl blinked: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do and need to go home."
"You can listen to it before you go, Miss Kratov. I don't have to keep it secret from you, let alone Fernandez - if even my brothers and sisters can't be trusted, why should I become an executive? You trust and tolerate me, and I hope to give you the same gift in return. "
Roland's eyebrows curved slightly and said softly.
He must "expose" his secrets to Fernandez and Shandel.
In the future, it will be exposed to more people - to conceal the power he really possesses, and to separate himself from the "White Veil Skinner" that may appear frequently in the future.
"The power I have gained."
He pointed to his eyes: "I can almost see it, Fernandez, Kratov. In my eyes, there is a candle that will never go out - the candlelight is warm and bright, I can vaguely distinguish your outlines, the general appearance of this office, the newspapers on the table, the buttons on my boots..."
"This is much more useful than the "secret."
"I don't have to operate it all the time and let it consume my precious power."
"This is the ability I gained as a ring."
Fernandez sighed secretly, glanced at Shandel, and turned to Roland:
"In fact, that is just the most basic. You are a ritualist now, so you can study the real "power" that belongs to the ritualist - the power that I didn't teach you when you were an apprentice."
He tapped his fingers on the table and pondered.
"Remember? I said in Ximanlis... the great art."
He said.
"Nine great arts."