After a while, Father Strahl came out with a plate of burnt fish, his face expressionless.
Wasco, whose body size was twice that of Father Stella, was stroking a golden cat that was dozing off, showing a look of enjoyment.
"Tear off the burnt part of the skin, the inside is still edible." Wasco looked at the failed dish in front of him indifferently, reached out and picked it up to eat, "I've never been picky about food, this is the secret of longevity."
This guy could still be so healthy at the age of 96, of course, he had a secret, but it was obviously not because he was not picky about food …
Father Stella untied his apron and sat down. After pouring himself a glass of water, he said slowly, "The holy relic of the Pechoris Monastery has been taken away for more than half a year, I'm curious how the Holy Church can tolerate it until now. This makes me wonder if this holy relic is a fake made by a big country. "
"Recently, something happened in the Holy Church." Wasco stopped stroking the cat and said seriously, "We have been unable to listen to the gospel of the Lord for a long time."
"What's going on?" Father Stryker frowned.
Wasco shook his head and said, "I'm not sure … Even a group of holy petitioners who were originally going to be sent to heaven are now staying in the Holy Land. This is probably the first case since the birth of the Holy Church … Now, there are many voices in the Holy Church … You know, Stella, I've never been interested in this kind of fight. "
Father Stella did not comment, "What was lost is the holy relic, not something else … Since when is the fight between factions more important than the holy relic?"
"Stella." Wasco came closer and whispered, "Speculation, just a speculation … We speculate that something you and I can't imagine might have happened in heaven. In the past six months, many things have happened in the Holy Church, far more than you can imagine … And all of this seems to be related to the sudden disappearance of the soul of a petitioner last year. In Russia, she was a devout believer, with a pure soul, one of the few high-quality in recent years. But after her death, her soul was not received. This matter attracted the attention of the angels in heaven who were in charge of receiving people, and they sent angels to investigate... In this matter, there was a young priest involved, and the one that the angels were interrogating was this young priest. "
"What's the problem?" Father Stella said angrily, "Apart from the problem, how does the interrogation of a suspect involve the Black Order?"
"That's the key." Wasco thought for a while and said, "That angel was unable to get an answer from this young priest... But because the time of descent was almost up, it had to return. But as soon as it left, the monastery was immediately attacked by the Black Order, and then the Holy Relic was taken away. The entire monastery was killed. The Black Order even asked their priests to pretend to be people from the monastery … Guess what happened next? "
"I guess if you don't hurry up, you won't have dinner tonight," Father Stella said indifferently.
Wasco stared at him for a while, then said, "When the angel in charge of the investigation descended again, it was attacked by the Black Order disguised as people from the Holy Church … Dead!"
Father Stella's expression changed slightly.
Wasco said in a deep voice, "Stella, a descending angel, died in the human world … Moreover, he died under the careful planning of the Holy Church's enemy, the Black Order. This shame was undoubtedly a resounding slap on the faces of the higher-ups of the Church. Later, they learned that the Holy Relic was lost, and then they couldn't contact Heaven."
"What about the young priest involved in the case?" Father Stella suddenly asked.
"That's where the strange part is." Wasco thought for a while and said, "According to the investigation, this priest was born in the Pechoris Monastery. His godfather was called Morgy, who was also an ascetic in the monastery. But when the investigation team of the Holy Church arrived, they didn't find the body of this young priest among the many corpses that were dug up … But according to the records at that time, this young priest should have been imprisoned when the Black Order attacked the monastery … However, after the Black Order successfully killed the angel and left, this young priest also mysteriously disappeared. "
"He might know the whole story." Father Stella frowned, "Perhaps, when the Black Order attacked the monastery, he took advantage of the chaos to escape … No, if he escaped, he should have contacted the nearest Church to ask for support immediately. It's impossible for him to delay until the investigation team appeared. Could it be … a betrayal? "
"This is the most likely possibility." Wasco said seriously, "Even the news of the Holy Relic in the monastery was leaked by this young priest. He is more likely to be an accomplice of the Black Order's invasion of the monastery. Of course, these are all just speculations, unless we can find him."
"Morgy …" Father Stella muttered, "I've heard of him, an ascetic in Pechoris. His character is enough to be remembered. If it's his godfather, he should also be a person with strong faith."
"Listen, Stella," Wasco said in a low voice, "I hope more than anyone that there is no traitor among us! Just Amund alone is enough to humiliate us! But even if he shamefully left the embrace of the Lord, at least he chose to be a knight in the end and didn't do evil … But if this young priest is in cahoots with the Black Order, we must eliminate him as soon as possible! "
Father Stella suddenly sneered, "If that's the case, I'm also someone who shames you. You've come to the wrong place."
Wasco took a deep breath and said, "Stella, when Amund betrayed the Church for his child who fell in love with a vampire, you, who was in charge of intercepting him, let him go in the end. I don't blame you … You've already asked for forgiveness and spread the glory of our Lord in this remote place for twenty years. It's enough to atone for your sins … This time, I came here from the Holy Church. One of my goals is to bring you back."
Stella said indifferently, "I'm just an old man who will doze off when preaching to the believers for a week. What can I do … Look, I'm so clumsy that I can even burn a grilled fish."
"The Holy Church needs you, Stella," Wasco said earnestly.
Father Stella lowered his eyebrows and looked at Jin Jian, who was acting cute at his feet and begging to be stroked, and said indifferently, "Tom needs me too."
"Can't you bring your cat back with you?" Wasco frowned.
Father Stella shook his head and said, "No, it won't be acclimatized, and it can't leave the bench in the confessional of the Church, or it won't sleep."
"I'll help you carry the confessional back!"
Father Stella said again, "No, except for the vegetables planted in the garden here, Tom won't eat any other vegetables."
"You told me that cats like to eat vegetables … Fine! I'll carry this yard back too! "Wasco's forehead was slightly green.
Father Stella still shook his head and said, "The air won't work either. If it leaves here, Tom will refuse to breathe, and it will die."
"Old man, enough is enough …" Wasco was almost gritting his teeth as he spoke, a majestic holy power was flowing on his muscles that seemed to be made of steel at this time.
Father Stella said unhurriedly, "There are still a few knights guarding here, although they are just insignificant little knights, you don't care at all, well … even if the twelve knights come, you definitely won't care. But if you attract the attention of the entire knight mechanism, I think you'll still … Oh, Wasco, I knew you can keep your composure. "
Wasco stood up directly, "I'll come again, I'll stay here for the next few days. Stella, I still say the same thing, now is an eventful time, the Holy Church needs you, and the Godly Might Prison needs you even more. "
"But I don't need you."
"Humph!"
Wasco pushed the door open angrily.
Father Stella shook his head, then began to clean up the table, but at this time, Tom ran all the way out, jumped to the edge of the window, and kept shouting.
Father Stella didn't look back, but said indifferently, "You must be hungry, come and clean up, and get ready to eat. I know you haven't eaten enough these days, so I made a little more today. But the guy who was going to stay for dinner just now left, so you can eat more. "
Outside the window, Miles Lada stood up with a cold face. He didn't go through the door, but directly jumped in from the window, but his eyes were locked on Father Stella.
The priest smiled slightly, and brought out a lot of food from the kitchen … He acted as if nothing had happened, carried Tom to the table, and fed him some milk.
"Just now you …" Miles Lada couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and asked tentatively.
"Pulin sent you to me, I didn't ask anything, and I don't intend to ask." Father Stella smiled.
Miles Lada gave a soft hum, lowered his head, and began to eat.
"Happy meal." Stella smiled faintly, then drew a cross before his chest. "Amen."
…
…
After sending some condolences to Miles Lada, Teacher Pulin quickly came to the town's hospital.
He would come here once a day, and every time he came, he would bring some fresh soil into the Intensive Care Unit, and apply it to Mr Smith and his wife Debra.
Today was the same.
Mr Smith appeared to be asleep, lying on the edge of his wife Debra's bed – this man was probably getting more and more exhausted with each passing day.
His wife was still unconscious, and his missing son Joe was still missing … these terrible things had caused this man, who should have been at his most energetic, to have a face full of exhaustion.
If it weren't for the doctor who came to the ward every day to tell him that the fetus his wife was carrying was still healthy, Mr Smith probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
Teacher Pulin stood to the side, quietly looking at the couple who had been through a lot … he didn't know when it started, but he seemed to have gotten rid of his ill-fated relationship with Mr Smith's family.
He had always been traveling around, without a fixed residence, without any purpose … this small town was the first place he had lived in for more than half a year.
This place always gave him a special feeling.
He felt as though he knew Mr Smith's family … especially when he first met Mr Smith's family – at the scene of the car accident.
This ordinary family should have died in the car accident, but because of his arrival, they miraculously survived – that was the first time in his life that Pulin did something that went against the laws of nature.
He couldn't tell what the reason was. Perhaps there was a hidden meaning behind this matter.
Thus, he decided to live here and become a member of this small town, like an ordinary person. By interacting with this family, he might be able to understand something, right?
Teacher Pulin looked at Mrs Debra's belly.
The child had enough weeks, and a new life was waiting to break out of the cocoon in the mother's body.
He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently put it on Mrs Debra's belly … through the patient's clothes, the quilt, and his own white gloves – he didn't really touch it in the end.
“Joe！ Joe！”
Mr Smith, who was sleeping, suddenly called the name of his missing child in his dream … Teacher Pulin instantly withdrew his hand.
Mr Smith woke up from his dream and looked around the ward. As usual, only his wife was still lying on the bed.
"Just now … did someone come?"
Mr. Smith glanced at the cabinet beside the bed and realized that there was an additional item here at some point in time … Mr. Smith opened it and realized that the food bag was mostly filled with his favorite food.
'Probably someone …' Mr. Smith thought to himself. 'Everyone in this town has always gotten along very well.
His mood seemed to be better. Mr Smith slowly exhaled, taking out his wife's hand from the quilt and gently wiping it.
…
"Was it an illusion …"
In front of the hospital, Wasco, who had left the church, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at the small hospital in front of him with some hesitation – just now, he seemed to have smelled something unusual.
The smell of a dead body … But this smell disappeared very quickly, and he could only smell the fragrance of the earth in the end.
Wasco couldn't help but shake his head and quickly left.
Not long after, Wasco came to the door of an apartment … He directly pushed the door open and walked in.
At this time, the two men and two women in the apartment saw Wasco coming in, and they immediately straightened their backs and raised their heads, not daring to breathe … Wasco looked at the four young men and women. They were all knights of the Holy Church, heroes of the Holy Knight Reserve – obviously, other than looking for Father Stella, he came to this small town for another reason.
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