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Chapter 36 Inheritance(1/3)

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A funeral was being held in the square of St. Hirland's Church.

The coffin plated with bronze patterns is on top, and people wrapped in black coats are on the bottom.

A distressed-looking woman walked onto the stage. She was wearing a heavy black coat, but her face was painted with bright stage makeup.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for taking the time to come here today to see my husband, Mr. Rory Matheson, off."

"Perhaps, everyone prefers to call him Dodge... Dao... Oh... Steam is coming..."

The woman choked several times.

"...Perhaps, everyone prefers to call him Dodge Rama."

"Today it will be up to me, Misty Matheson, as the wife of Dodge Lamar, to officiate at his funeral."

The huge gears and levers slowly turned behind the lady, and the dull sound echoed over the square.

"... Mr. Rory Matheson is a fighter who fights against fate to the end."

"During Luo Rui's childhood, his natural disabilities and illnesses cast a haze over his childhood, and he grew up in loneliness and pain. But Luo Rui never gave up hope. Not only did he seek medical treatment everywhere, but he also Diligent and eager to learn. So when Rory fitted himself with a prosthetic leg for the first time, he felt happy for the first time in his life."

"Therefore, the talented Luo Rui was favored by the God of Steam and Machinery and entered the research institute to become a prosthetic doctor and a radical prosthetic researcher. He was determined to make those who are suffering from the same disease as him People also gain valuable happiness."

"Praise the God of Steam and Machinery, Rory has really done it. He has successfully developed a new generation of prosthetics. These designs are more convenient, efficient, and affordable, and have brought smiles to many people."

"But the more he invested in the research and development of prosthetics, the more confused Luo Rui became, because he discovered that many people were still unable to get more smiles in their lives even if they had prosthetics and overcome physical difficulties."

"The imprisoned body has been liberated by the prosthetic limb, but the suppressed spirit has not returned to freedom."

"So Luo Rui resolutely quit his job at the research institute and became a circus performer, a clown who uses prosthetics to bring happiness to everyone. He hopes that his performance can guide people out of the gloom and embrace more happiness."

"And just like that, 'Dodge Rama' was born."

"And I also met my husband at this time."

"Dodge Rama's performance was a huge success, and ardent fans even praised him as the 'King of Clowns' - thank you for everyone's love. We also have our own circus because of everyone's support, and we are helping more people The freed bodies of many people also pointed out another possibility for their lives - that of circus performers."

"The circus tour was full of venues, but Dodge Rama and I became more and more confused. Because we discovered that it is not only people with physical disabilities who need to get out of their mental prisons, but everyone is so eager for happiness and smiles."

"We want to bring smiles to all happy and unhappy people."

"It's not just disabilities and diseases that imprison people's bodies, it's not just loneliness and discrimination that imprison people's hearts. They are something deep and powerless to us."

"All we can bring to people are prosthetics and circus, bringing a moment of smile to the long life."

"...No matter what, as long as our performance can bring sporadic happiness to everyone, then 'Dodge Rama' and this circus will have the value of existence..."

Mrs. Misty choked up again. She took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped away her tears, trying not to ruin her makeup.

"... When he was a prosthetic researcher, Luo Rui wrote a suicide note in advance because of his dangerous and radical experiments. He had mentioned it many times that he hoped people would attend his funeral with a smile and leave with a smile. go."

"So everyone at the circus and I unanimously decided to use Rory's favorite way to offer his final blessings and express our most sincere gratitude to everyone who came to say goodbye."

The actors walked onto the stage in silence. Mrs. Misty took off her coat, revealing her tight-fitting costume, raised her head with a standard performance smile, and uncontrollable tears flowed into her grinning mouth.

"Welcome to a special performance of 'Matheson Circus'!"

"..."

"Put the phone away, Emlyn..."

Dean Sinedu closed his eyes.

"Smiling is a sign of respect for their performance, but I really can't laugh now."

The live broadcast was turned off, and the intensive care unit suddenly became lifeless, with only the sound of ticking machines.

Hinedu was lying quietly on the bed, with the winding tube inserted. Emlyn sat quietly beside the bed, pinching his bulging sleeves.

In fact, Emlyn was not seriously injured in this battle, but in order to cover up his sudden awakening changes, he still tied a thick plaster on his arm.

"This is all I can teach you today. Time is too limited. You may feel that your worldview has been greatly impacted now, but this is the truth of this world, and you must memorize this occult knowledge. In fact, I don't know much about some places. After all, I'm just a Sequence Six 'biologist' and I don't have the ability to know more…"

Teacher, you may not believe it, but I am actually a half-disabled angel.

At that time, your world view may be subverted.

The cover may be larger...

"...Emlyn, will you blame me?"

"What?" Emlyn was stunned, "Why would I blame you?"

"It's my fault that I didn't tell you until now that there really is extraordinary power in this world, it's my fault that I let you understand now that we are not an ordinary hospital, it's my fault that I didn't protect the hospital well, it's my fault that I left you with a mess..."

"No, teacher, you have already done a good job." Emlyn said frankly, "If I were in your position, I might not be able to do better than you."

This is Emlyn's true words. If he was really allowed to face such a big scene and deal with such a complicated multilateral relationship when he was in Sequence Six, Emlyn believed that he would definitely make a mess.

"No, Emlyn, I believe you can do better than me."

Xinedu suddenly grabbed Emlyn's hand.

"In this disaster, you saved so many people with just the strength of an ordinary person. In such a terrible emergency situation, even if you were scared and frightened, you still had the courage to face it and actively Save others. You did a great job, and you proved that you do have the ability to save others."

"...at least in our hospitals."

...In fact, in the later stages of the incident, I could no longer be considered an "ordinary person"...

"More importantly, Emlyn, your eyes are different."

"Your eyes have become firmer and calmer. Those eyes of confusion and emptiness have disappeared in this disaster."

"You have grown up, Emlyn, I am proud of you..."

Not only has it grown, strictly speaking, it has grown for more than a thousand years...

Putting aside these bad words, Emlyn was a little surprised by Dean's words. He rarely heard such straightforward praise from the dean, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and bitterness.

"Then, Emlyn, this hospital will be left to you."

"What!?"

Emlyn was shocked.

"Why me? Shouldn't we let the senior brothers in Feneport take over the hospital? I'm not even an Extraordinary yet!"

"In this situation, they will definitely not be able to come to Loen. I have applied to the Holy See in Feneport for support, but we can't put too much hope in this..."

Xinedu held Emlyn's hand tightly.

"I don't know how long I have to stay in bed... Emlyn, I see your potential and possibilities, and I also see your outstanding abilities. You can do it, and I believe in you."

"As for your extraordinary power, don't worry, I will try my best to fight for it from Fenebot. If Fenebot comes, they will definitely bring you the potion. You just need to make your choice earlier. …"

Emlyn sighed and nodded solemnly.

"Then, please ask the teacher to hand over the hospital to me!"

Xinedu's brows suddenly widened.

"Great, Emlyn, I have something else to say, you should listen carefully."

"Pension benefits for injured and injured employees must be given to their families, and we should try to get some government-recognized merits and bonuses for their bravery, etc. This will reduce the financial pressure on the families and us. Compensation for other patient casualties should also be paid. Everything is in place, but if it is no longer possible, I will go to the Holy See of Feneport and the Loen Government to ask for it shamelessly...

"After this explosion, we will definitely be very sad, or in other words, the whole Backlund will be in chaos.

"The church hospital belongs to the Church of the Earth. I, the director, am from Feneport. The church museum belongs to the Loen royal family. The deceased Dodge Rama was from the research institute of the Church of Steam. The people who came to put out the fire were from the neighboring jurisdiction. The Church of the Night...

"This bastard, he not only blew up our hospital, but also a huge powder keg.

"Immediately, no matter which force it is, it will definitely attack us, especially the Loen government. It will use the excuse of having bad relations with Fenebaud to disgust us and exclude us...

"But one thing, you have to remember, no matter how bad the situation is, no matter what tactics you use to deal with it, you must stick to this bottom line..."

Hinedou's eyes widened with sudden excitement.

"We, the Church of the Earth, must never withdraw from Loen!!"

"I...cough cough cough..."

He slowed, his voice getting weaker.

"I have a hunch, a vague guess about the situation. If we really withdraw from Loen, this farce will never end."

"In other words, there are people in the dark, waiting for us to withdraw, waiting for us to tear up the previous treaty, waiting for us to split, and then... ahem..."

"Teacher, please stop talking. I understand what you mean." Emlyn gently put Sinedu's hand into the quilt, "I have been visiting the intensive care unit for too long, so I won't disturb your rest. Now, I'll come see you tomorrow and have a good rest."

After a wordless farewell, Emlyn walked out of the ward and all the way out of the hospital door, looking at the gloomy sky in Backlund. Although he was a little emotional and stressed, and had various concerns about today's chaotic and depressive form, his challenges for the future were still Highly motivated.

Thirty years to Hedong, thirty years to Hexi!

The dignified Duke of the Vampire Race was reincarnated as a rotating young doctor, and he ended up in such a dangerous situation?

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Chapter 37 Negotiation (Part 1) (1/2)

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Scott Cartwright held a long piece of grass in his mouth and paced slowly in the empty church museum.

The Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth does not have the right to preach or act as a church in Loen. So the Harvest Church sent a request for assistance to the Church of Steam and Machinery, requesting a thorough investigation into the Harvest Church bombing. According to Backlund's jurisdiction over extraordinary things, the Church of Steam and Machinery should protect the Harvest Church's hospital and museum.

Being able to send oneself to deal with this matter is enough to reflect the seriousness of this explosion and the importance that the Church of Steam attaches to it.

Thinking about being sent by St. Hilary's Church today as a senior deacon to interact with the people of Harvest Church, the old man was a little unhappy. He combed his hair with great reluctance and put on a serious jacket over the crooked old man's shirt. Church robe.

It was so cumbersome and contrived that even inspecting the scene seemed awkward.

The ancient church was divided into several floors and used as different exhibition halls. The middle of the hall was deliberately left empty to form a full-height atrium, and the towering sail arch can be seen at a glance. The huge wall that separated the museum and the hospital was still standing, blocking Scott's prying eyes.

The creations of the old era and the updates of the new era remain intact, as if everything had never happened, except for the occasional green weeds growing from the cracks in the walls.

When Emlyn hurried to the museum, he saw an old man wearing glasses and a ceremonial robe as soon as he entered the door, staring sharply at a grass growing out of a flat steel plate, and then spat it out with a loud sound. Pull out a new one and put it on.

"Hello, are you Mr. Scott Cartwright, the senior deacon of St. Hilary's Church? I am Dr. Emlyn White. I have full authority to handle the investigation of this explosion."

"Where's old Sinedu?" Scott didn't even turn his head.

"The teacher is still in the intensive care unit. He has suffered extremely serious physical and soul damage, and it will be difficult to recover in the short term. Therefore, I will take over from him to handle related matters."

"oh?"

Scott turned around, walked over with a smile on his face, and stared at Emlyn with squinted eyes.

"So, your boy is now the acting dean?"

Emlyn was not afraid of this pressure. Thinking that the old man in front of him might be more than half his age, Emlyn even found it quite interesting.

But Emlyn did not look down on the other party at all. He also looked into the other party's deep eyes and said solemnly.

"Yes, I am now the acting president of the Mother Earth Church Hospital, taking over the full authority to manage everything on behalf of President Sinedu Williams."

"Does what you say now count?"

"Yes, Lord Cartwright, I am now communicating with you on behalf of the Mother Earth Church Hospital."

"Very good! I like you kid!"

Scott was so happy that he spat out the grass in his mouth.

"It seems that old Xinedu has a good eye and has found this treasure like you. Just call me Scott. Don't worry about other etiquette. It's just a waste of time."

As he spoke, Scott rolled up his sleeves and tapped the wall with his handle.

"This is the structure that the Loen royal family later added to the Harvest Church. They are all mortal objects."

"However, the Harvest Church itself, as well as the part of the hospital built by your Mother Earth Church, are alive. In other words, in order to deal with possible crises and disputes, you have left behind in this church these thousands of years. Backhand."

"When the bombing occurred, you should have used some means to activate the backup forces left in the church building to urgently repair the building. These things are extremely vital."

Scott pointed to the grass growing in the gap and tilted his head towards Emlyn.

"This is the spiritual residue of your things, or in other words, the overflow of spirituality when this living building repairs itself."

Emlyn nodded seriously. His evaluation of this "junior" also rose to a higher level.

"but--"

Scott suddenly raised his voice.

"Relying solely on the restoration capabilities of your own church, the Church of the Earth, will never be able to restore the broken house to such perfection. At the very least, the structure without spirituality in the museum cannot be saved."

"This is very clear. I watched all the surveillance footage of the bombing ten times overnight. I can now accurately tell you which of those video clips are the power of your Earth Church and which are not - oh, boy, don't Look at me like this, just because the surveillance system inside your Harvest Church was bombed, it doesn't mean that all the surveillance systems on the roads surrounding the church are dead!"

"So, I conclude that in this battle, in addition to your Mother Earth Church and the attacking terrorists, there are also third parties that broke into the battlefield. It was they who repaired your house and even forced the terrorists back. . And this group of people, who can build the house so perfectly, at least have a level 1 or even level 0 sealed object, or have the ability of a saint or above."

"...I think we shouldn't rule out the possibility of angels being involved."

These words shocked Emlyn. The previous analysis made Emlyn understand that this bad old man with glasses was definitely a ruthless character who had experienced many battles, but he did not expect that this old deacon could make such bold guesses and judgments. This old Mr. Scott must not be a simple senior deacon, at least he has considerable knowledge of the angelic level.

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Emlyn probably estimated that this was a senior deacon at the level of a saint. The Church of Steam is really generous this time.

But for Emlyn now, these are all small scenes. Even so, Emlyn still put on a shocked expression in order to maintain his image as a little doctor who takes orders in times of crisis.

"You mean...a passing angel saved us??"

"Why, do you think this is unbelievable? Please, I'm just saying a possible conjecture, I didn't say this is really an angel's attack!"

Scott found it a little funny. He put one hand on Emlyn's shoulder, and reached out to Emlyn's eyes with the other to make gestures.

"The situation is about to open up. Boy, this is Backlund. Anything can happen here. Although after the 'Silent Treaty', the various angels will never take action easily, but it does not mean that those who do not return will The angelic combat forces under the control of the church will not come out in a panic to muddy the waters for you..."

"Oh, I forgot. You are still an ordinary person who has just been exposed to the extraordinary world. Forget it. It is the job of old Xinedu to teach you. Just listen to what I said and find it yourself. Your teacher will make up the class."

Scott patted Emlyn's thin back and started walking around the museum.

Chapter 38 Negotiation (Part 2) (1/2)

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"In addition, judging from the effect of the church's restoration, it doesn't look like a 'healing' or a 'power of growth' - the kind of power you use to make the church come alive. Judging from the effect of the power of the Church of the Earth monitored outside the church, This is more like a power like 'time', 'illusion' or 'fate'..."

Suddenly Scott changed his tone again.

"Ah! Speaking of which, we have confirmed the identity of that terrorist, who is the 'Scarlet Murderer' Nelson Kolodko. Judging from the information and image data we have obtained, we have temporarily determined that he is an extraordinary person of the 'Devil' path. But I'm not sure which sequence he's in. If you don't understand what I'm talking about, it doesn't matter. You can ask your teacher."

"Obviously, Dodge Rama was also killed by him, but don't worry, Dodge Rama is one of ours, and we will help him avenge him."

"My teacher is a fan of Dodge Rama, and even treated Mr. Dodge Rama when he was a child. However, my teacher had just started practicing medicine at that time. Unfortunately, he was still left with severe disabilities."

Emlyn sighed deeply and said with great regret.

"My teachers and I are saddened by the passing of Mr. Dodge Rama. His unfortunate experience has left another piece of happiness in the world."

"Save it, kid. There will always be less and less happiness in this world. Only pain and misfortune will increase. Anyway, another hundred Dodge Rams can't change this damn era."

Scott said with cynical emotion, but his eyes gradually became colder.

"But don't worry, we will avenge Dodge Rama one day."

"But now, boy, we've got work to do."

Scott put his hand into his ceremonial robe, took out a cigarette from the inner pocket of the old man's shirt, and lit it for himself.

"First of all, you have to understand that our interests in the bombing case and even in the larger direction are the same. We need cooperation and tacit understanding, so I will not pursue you, the Earth Church, for secretly raising extraordinary people in the hospital. Team stuff."

"Doctor, Mr. Scott. The armed forces of our Mother Earth Church Hospital are just ordinary security personnel without extraordinary abilities." Emlyn emphasized again and again, "Those are all extraordinary people who are doctors working in the hospital. They are just He just stood up during this disaster."

"That's right! They are just doctors who are willing to do justice! It's just that they also have extraordinary characteristics!" Scott's eyes lit up, "You kid is surprisingly smart!"

Emlyn smiled and nodded, allowing Scott to continue.

It seemed that the senior deacon was very satisfied with his ability and attitude. Emlyn could see that this bad old man took good care of him and recognized himself for the sake of old Xinedu, so he was very willing to spend time to teach himself a "little boy" who had been pushed out of the market. On-site teaching on crisis management.

"Then, I brought a team of people here today, and they are outside now. You have two options. One, let our team enter your hospital and be responsible for the security of your hospital for the next period of time. Our people listen to you The command of one; the other, you take away the equipment in their hands and arm them, if they don't have enough, ask for it from us again."

"I choose the latter." Emlyn did not hesitate. Even if a consensus has been reached, Emlyn is extremely reluctant to leave his family under the care of others.

As long as it is a church, there will always be things that cannot be told to others.

Emlyn knew that an old man like Scott would definitely not be able to settle down and be a guide to a novice village. These sincere and practical teachings must be mixed with some small thorns, and then they try to find out information or take advantage of themselves.

In short, the other party will definitely not suffer when dealing with this bad old man.

What's more, no matter how good the relationship between Scott and old Sinedou is, if they move to the church level to negotiate, the two parties will always be different from each other.

"Of course it's no problem. Just ask your security personnel to move the things later. You are within our jurisdiction, and we should be responsible for you."

Emlyn's choice was within Scott's expectation.

"Next, I hope you can provide the surveillance video for the entire week before the bombing, as well as the surveillance video for the next two weeks. If you have any other questions, you must contact us in time."

"sure no problem."

Based on Emlyn's understanding of this group of lunatics, even if it is not given to them, they will obtain this data through various means, including hacking techniques and social engineering.

"However, the images we provide will be streamlined, and we will not be able to provide some that have confidentiality regulations."

"Also, during our final attack by the Church of Steam, some of our weapons suddenly lost their extraordinary effects in the museum. In addition to paying attention to curses and foul powers recently, you also need to pay attention to some cases and related cases of extraordinary ability failure. exist."

"clear."

"As for the kidnapping criminal who ran away, that David Axus, you should leave it alone for now. The secular police at Silveras Field will track him down. What you should be careful about is the Loen royal family or those who Senior government officials. The Harvest Church Museum is under the jurisdiction of the Loen royal family. [Margaret's Oath] is the real treasure of the suppressed collection. Such an important collection was shipped away as soon as it was said to be shipped, and it was replaced with this [Glorious Golden Cup] ], isn't this just for giving things to people?"

"Okay, we will handle news about the royal family with caution."

But that doesn't mean I won't really give up on the kidnapping case. Emlyn mentally curled his lips at this old man who was running away from the train. He was afraid that this bad old man was really digging a hole for him. He was going to simply let Leonard follow up on this case.

Of course, this case occurred under the jurisdiction of the Church of Night, and both prisoners and police were treated at the Harvest Church. Emlyn felt that it was also possible that the Church of Steam did not know much about this case.

"Last point, boy, you have to remember that none of our churches in Backlund want the Church of the Mother Earth to leave Loen. I hope you can resist the pressure. Of course, we will do our best."

After saying that, Scott turned around gracefully, waved with Emlyn behind his back, and walked away in a swaggering manner.

"Okay, kid, hurry up and do your work. The hospital can't do without you now. I have to continue my investigation."

Not far away, Scott suddenly stopped.

"Hey, you said, in this Church of the Mother Earth, which has almost simultaneously suffered curses, filthy power, extraordinary failure, high-energy explosions, destruction and reshaping, royal power, etc..."

"I mean, if someone curses the God of Steam and Machinery here, He shouldn't hear it, right?"

This question really concerns people. Although he has never done the exact same thing, Emlyn gave a rough answer based on his personal experience.

"...Uh...it shouldn't be possible, right?"

"Then, what if the person who curses is a favored person?"

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Scott walked around the museum, picking up items from time to time and putting them into evidence bags to isolate.

It's more like waiting than searching for evidence.

After it was completely confirmed that the people from the Church of the Mother Earth and the Heart of Machinery had completely left the church, Scott recalled the feeling under his feet at that time and returned to the place where he last stood when he just talked with Emlyn.

There was a subtle touch under the carpet.

right here.

He lifted a corner of the carpet and caught a glimmer of light.

It was an obsidian earring broken in half.

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"Name?"

"Carolina Rashmi."

"Do you remember the day the Harvest Church exploded? Why did you go to that church?"

"...I was on the street and saw Dodge Lamar's performance. Suddenly I felt so happy and wanted to watch it. I heard they said there was another show at Harvest Church at three in the afternoon, so I must have skipped work to go. watch..."

…

"Name?"

"...Ultramar Roxas..."

"Why were you at Harvest Church?"

"...I, I saw Dodge Rama's show on the street..."

"Have you seen this person before?"

"Is this... is this the magician from Dodge Rama's crew? I seem to have seen him chatting with Mr. Dodge Rama on the street..."

…

"Name?"

"I'm Juno Meadows."

"Why were you at Harvest Church on the day of the bombing?"

"I was the nurse on duty at the hospital."

"So you didn't go to the museum to see Dodger Lamar play?"

"I went to watch Dodge Lamar's benefit performance in the atrium foyer. It was just a small one. I originally wanted to go to the museum, but I thought about it."

"Why forget it?"

"...Sir, I am the nurse on duty..."

"Have you seen this person?"

"Fifth Age style magician? He seemed to be asking me for directions to the psychiatric ward with a police officer..."

"Visited? Who was visited?"

"Sir, the psychiatric ward is a confidential unit of our hospital. I have no right to tell you any information behind that iron door."

"Besides these two people, have you seen any other strange people entering and leaving the psychiatric ward?"

"...No more, but it seems that Dr. Emlyn White suddenly wrapped himself tightly that day and went in..."

…

"Do you remember what happened in the museum on the day of the explosion?"

"...I...I don't remember! I, I only know...that show..."

"No...sir...I seem to be climbing the wall...wait, sir, who tore my face..."

"I don't know, sir, I was in the hospital and then the alarm went off and before the evacuation was even done, the hospital exploded."

"Red light... that, that! That red glow!"

"No, no! I don't know, I don't know anything! Ahhhh——"

"...hehe...little brother doctor...hehe..."

…

…I don't know, I can't remember, I forgot, I'm crazy, the doctor's legs are so white…

Wait, what the hell?

Scott looked at the stack of inquiry records with a headache.

The most important piece of intelligence on the day of the bombing was missing. Scott wants to figure out what happened inside the church between the explosion and the church's restoration, but they still have no clue.

Witnesses' memories were corrupted by the foul curse, and some were even mentally damaged by the red glow they were summoned to. The psychic effect is also very unsatisfactory, and the souls of the victims are also fragmented due to the red glow and the power of the curse.

...damn it...

Scott gestured irritably to his subordinate.

"Next person."

A boy with blond hair and blue eyes and an aristocratic temperament sat in the inquiry room.

"Name?"

"Lynn Venturi van der Rohe."

"Venturi van der Rohe?" Scott perked up, "Are you a descendant of the Valkyrie?"

"Yes, the Valkyrie Margaret Venturi van der Rohe is the ancestor of our family."

Lynn became excited when talking about her family's glorious history.

"You see, this is the only family with this complicated and interesting surname. Back then we..."

"I'm not interested in your family history." Scott interrupted ruthlessly, "Were you at Harvest Church on the day of the bombing?"

"Yes sir, I was working as a volunteer at the church museum, mainly explaining the museum collections to tourists, but when I explained the [Margaret's Oath], I suddenly discovered that the sword was transported out by the management staff. Before I could discuss it with the management, the church exploded."

Scott frowned. When describing the period before the explosion, survivors will begin to

The initial words were unclear, the memory was broken, and the thinking was confused. Lynn's testimony seemed to be the clearest statement Scott had heard today.

[Margaret's Oath] was originally an heirloom of the Venturi van der Rohe family, but it was forcibly requisitioned by the Loen royal family from the beginning. It is understandable that Linn should pay more attention to it.

"Go on." Scott gestured.

"At that time, I heard the sound of the glass cabinet breaking. Someone smashed the display cabinet. Then I saw Mr. Dodge Rama taking the [Glory Gold Cup] and yelling. After calling, there was an explosion from the hospital next door. ."

"Fortunately, Mr. Merlin rushed out in time to help us stop Dodge Rama..."

"...Wait."

Scott narrowed his eyes.

"Who is Merlin?"

This is a name that has never appeared in any previous confessions.

"Merlin Hermes, a street artist. He's such a nice guy! I met him on Sphinx Avenue. I was handing out flyers on the street. You know this is the best time to do so during lunch break. …"

"Hermes? A magician?"

"Yes, a magician with a very ancient feel, Fifth Age style, I like it very much, that retro performance is particularly..."

"Does he believe in the lost god of confusion?"

"I don't know. We didn't ask. At that time, we thought it was more important to distribute flyers, so I..."

"Did you talk about anything at that time?"

"We didn't talk much, so I went to praise his performance. Mr. Magician was also very happy and said he would help me realize three wishes.

"I was very happy and turned him down.

"In the end, I just happened to find two gold coins in my pocket. The workmanship was quite good, so I just gave them all as souvenirs to Mr. Merlin. Wow, I think this magician and I really hit it off. He..."

"Why don't you make a wish to him?"

Damn it, you kid, why are you still throwing money around on the street? Why don't you give it to me if you don't have much money? You don't want money, I'm still short of money!

"What wish do I have that I need to rely on a magician to realize? My family wants money, status and status, and I can get whatever I want directly. If I can't get it, then the goddess thinks I may be unlucky. It should be - so what else should I insist on?"

...The little boy thought it through quite thoroughly.

"...Tell me more about the fight between the magician and Dodge Rama."

"Okay, sir, let me tell you..."

Lynn, who was always interrupted, finally got a chance to speak freely.

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Lynn's description is very vivid. But the more detailed his description, the more doubtful Scott became.

Why could he retain such a complete memory?

"...Then I fainted and didn't know anything."

"In your family, you should be an Extraordinary at your age, right?" Scott adjusted his sitting posture, "Arbiter, or Sheriff?"

Lin En was slightly taken aback, but answered honestly.

"You are the Sheriff now, sir." Linn was a little surprised, "You really know our family."

"Who told you that your family had a Valkyrie before?" Scott smiled.

Lynn, who was sitting in the inquiry room, couldn't see Scott behind the glass. At this time, Lynn vaguely felt that he seemed to be involved in a trouble.

"Since you are the Sheriff, let's draw the faces of Dodge Rama and the magician at that time. There is paper and pen on your table, take it yourself."

As a peace officer, Linn has extremely high memory and perception of the people he has met. After finishing the sketch, Linn nervously stuffed the drawing paper into the storage basket.

This is more like an interrogation room than an interrogation room.

After holding the portrait in silence for a long time, Scott scanned the portrait into the warehouse, printed multiple copies and gave them to his subordinates.

"Give these to the review team responsible for psychics and ritual magic. Pay more attention to these two faces in the following questions. In addition, bring me a paper copy of the completed psychic and occult review transcripts. "

After the subordinate left, Scott spoke his closing words to the recording device and then turned off the camera. All records in this interrogation room must be videotaped and archived, and closing remarks are required actions.

"Okay, now you can come out."

Lin En was about to get up when he found a long-haired old man with glasses and sharp eyes walking up to him.

An intact obsidian earring appeared on the table.

"You left something at the church."

"This...goddess! Thank you so much, old gentleman! If you hadn't picked it up, I don't know what I would have done!"

Linn excitedly put the pendant on his left ear.

Scott ignored Linn, turned around and left, then stopped at the door again.

"Where is Valkyrie's other obsidian earring?"

"Uh... I don't know. In the history that I know, our family only has one earring left..."

This series of questions made Linn hesitate in his answer.

"Sir, you seem to know a lot about our family secrets..."

"Family tokens can also be lost. Your family is really hopeless..."

Scott sneered and closed the door.

*******************

The moon was dark and the wind was high, it was late at night, and my wife had not returned home, so it was the right time to have sex with people.

Scott put on a disguise of rags, walked into the deserted air-raid shelter, and headed towards the unknown basement.

This is Scott's secret base, and even the church doesn't know about it.

Oh, those guys in the church don't know a lot of things!

The elevators of the electrical age were laid off and re-employed here for hundreds of years, once again trapping Scott in the shaft with a spirit of disobedience.

As usual, Scott stomped his feet hard on the ground, and then the elevator broke and smashed into the mud pile underground.

After walking through the criss-crossed corridors of pipelines, Scott finally came to an iron door.

The door was locked, and a yellow light bulb was dimly lit.

"Fuck you, Kewawu! Open the door!"

The pitiful door opened in response. Scott finally walked into his machine room and factory.

There is an open space just after entering the computer room. There is a faint mark on the floor, as if there were a bunch of heavy machinery here, but they suddenly disappeared, and they disappeared several times.

Scott turned around and sat in his seat, raised his hand and pulled down the large cantilever hanging five monitors. On the ground were humming boxes and servers. A message was left on Scott's monitor.

"(•̀ω •́)y went to play. cwaoo_31452."

A rare leaving message, very worthy of a sealed item.

Scott was not surprised that Kowawu ran away with his host in the middle of the night. In fact, in the past three hundred years, he could not think of any way to completely contain this thing.

Every time the sun completely sets, Kewawu will let some computers install their own programs and disappear. Sometimes they will even take their own mainframes with them and run away without knowing what they are doing.

Scott couldn't trace it at all, and could only find some brain hemorrhage statements of the cwaoo_31452 account on some unexpected dark webs. In order to find a way to control it, Scott even locked himself in the case of the Kewuwa host, but when the sun went down, the host disappeared and he was still where he was.

The only good thing is that the disappeared machines will go home on time at twelve o'clock every day. Sometimes some parts of the machine will be lost, and sometimes there will even be a few extra hard drives - I really don't know how an artificial intelligence can learn from other computers. Physically remove accessories!

Scott needs money very much. One of the main reasons is to maintain this machine that will run away by himself.

But Uva.

After blood pressure comes down. Scott took out a small memory card and inserted it into the card slot.

The file loading speed is a bit slow. Judging from the interface and storage technology, this memory card is at least three hundred years old. The information technology revolution at that time had only just begun a few decades ago, and was far less sophisticated and efficient than today's memory.

The memory card was found inside Lynn's obsidian earrings.

The ancient obsidian cracked in half, revealing the memory card hidden inside. Judging from the neat bayonet and exquisite cross-section, this exquisitely crafted pendant was created to hide the memory card from the beginning. When Scott buckles the two and a half gemstones, the characteristics of obsidian and the ultimate craftsmanship make it impossible to feel the existence of gaps and cards.

No wonder this earring is so big, because there is something hidden inside!

Then there must be a piece of information hidden in another earring lost by the Valkyrie family!

After decoding, a video is stored in the card.

The monitor showed an ancient and magnificent church, a place that Scott would not be able to mistake even if he turned to ashes.

St. Hilary's Church!

In the picture, a couple is rehearsing a wedding. The groom and the bride each have a huge and conspicuous obsidian earring hanging on their ears. None of them were wearing formal wear.

Standing in the middle of the picture acting as a priest is Scott, who is in his thirties!

"... From now on, you will... Damn it, you two are obviously believers of the Goddess of the Night. Why do you want to go to St. Hilaryn's Church to rehearse the wedding, and why do you want me to act as the master of ceremonies for you?"

"...Because St. Samuel's Church and St. Julie's Church have recently had a series of ceremonies, and they really can't get in. We can only schedule the official wedding this weekend..." The blond groom touched his head and said with a flattering smile.

"Listen carefully, I am only here to recite the wedding vows of the God of Steam and Machinery!"

"Hehe, I understand, I understand, you are afraid -"

"Shut up!"

Scott, who was in front of the computer, was so shocked that he slapped the table and stood up.

This video is completely different from what he remembers!

In Scott's memory, this absurd rehearsal did exist, and in order to avoid trouble, there was no video of this rehearsal at all!

As a Sequence Three of the generalist path, his memories of every day for more than three hundred years are as precious as those of his family. Unless he has the power of a very high level, his memory will never be so easy to make mistakes.

But looking at the eye interaction between the three people on the screen, it turns out that there was indeed a fourth person at the scene who was recording the video, and he was an acquaintance of Scott and the newcomer!

Was it my memory or this video that was tampered with?

...Who is that forgotten fourth person...?

"...Ahem, Mr. Jonathan Venturi, are you willing to marry the lady opposite you, no matter in good times or bad..."

"Yes I do."

"...Ms. Margaret van der Rohe, are you willing to marry the gentleman opposite you, for better or for worse..."

"Yes I do."

"...Between the gear and the pump...wait, damn, was the lens crooked just now? Was your photographer asleep or sick? Do you want me to read it again?"

The young Scott in the picture is frowning and speaking loudly to a fourth person off-camera.

"Hey, hey! Photographer! The lens is crooked!"

"...Field Moretti! Keep the camera steady!"

The tilted lens suddenly shook violently!

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Scott."