Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me - Vol 2 Chapter 194

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Klein stared at the red moon that was about to be consummated under the night, and saw the last group of scattered believers walking out, passing through the faint yellow smoke, and walking into the Church of the Mother Earth Goddess against the crowd.

He finally accepted Mr. White’s entrustment, but there was no guarantee that the psychological suggestion that Bishop Utravsky had planted in Emlyn would be resolved.

In fact, I can completely reject this troublesome… Having stepped into the prayer hall with only a dozen candles serving as the light source, Klein hesitated again.

But when he saw Emlyn White in a brown priest’s robe carefully wiping the rows of benches in the prayer hall, Klein’s mouth twitched a few times.

“Your father entrusted me to take you back today.” Klein calmly reached the back row of the bench Emlyn was wiping, crossed his legs, and looked at the vampire’s complicated face.

Wearing a priest’s robe, a black-haired red boy, with handsome features but lacking masculinity, Emlyn’s tall nose bridge and thin lips were almost twisted together, and his pale complexion that was not normal was also covered with a touch of warm red. When it came time to “take you back again”, this seemingly twenty-eight-nine vampire sniffed without covering it up.

“I… I may be ten years from now.” Emlyn, who was half-crying and half-smiling, pursed his lips tightly, glanced behind the church, took a breath and continued, “No, I feel in this I shouldn’t be able to leave the Harvest Church until the old guy dies.”

It seems that he has someone to talk to. After cleaning the sundries for a day, Emlyn, who assisted Bishop Utravsky in receiving the believers, resigned and told his heart.

“You don’t know, I tried to escape several times today by taking the opportunity to send believers away, and the old guy didn’t even have to stop me. Every time I just walked a few steps out of the door, I felt as if there was something in the church behind. Calling me, can’t wait to go back.”

“But when I did look back, that **** old… priest was right behind me.”

As he spoke, Emlyn, who was in the right words, shivered suddenly, his constantly wandering eyes firmed up, staring at his feet tightly.

Klein, who was touched by the inspiration, looked in the direction that Emlyn was erratic just now, and saw that the half-giant bishop had walked out of the room at the back of the church and was looking down at Klei who was sitting on the bench. Well, and Emlyn who took the opportunity to fish with a rag in his hand.

“The candles on the candlestick can be changed.”

Bishop Utravsky didn’t seem to hear Emlyn’s complaint, and just touched the candlestick not far away with his finger the size of the lid of the pot.

Seeing that the bishop did not criticize himself, Emlyn carefully changed his breath, and trotted to the sterling silver candlestick that had accumulated many wax drops.

Every time he has left the church, he feels that something is attracting him. Is the priest’s candle so powerful… Klein, who followed Emlyn all the way to the candlestick, turned to look thoughtfully. Looking at Bishop Utravsky, who looked at him calmly, he pondered for a while, but still explained his purpose.

“Emlyn’s parents want me to take him back.”

In just one week, this kind of rhetoric has been said twice.

The kind-hearted Bishop Utravsky first looked at Klein for a few seconds, and then heard the two exchange, secretly spying on his Emlyn, which scared the young blood clan to bow his head.

“I never said he couldn’t go home.”

“But Emlyn’s parents said that you used that candle to plant a hint of conversion to the Mother Earth in his heart.”

Klein, who knew that the bishop was a man, ignored it and pointed out the other party’s small gestures.

“The main ability of ‘Devil Candle’ does not focus on psychological suggestion, it is more aimed at the ability related to dreams.”

Hearing Klein’s slightly accountable tone, Bishop Utravsky slowly shook his head, then closed his eyes, and his calm and soothing tone also added a touch of solemnity unique to religious personnel.

“The Mother God has taught us that we should not force others to change their beliefs. The joy of harvest lies in the heart of every life. This is the treasure that has accompanied them since they came into this world.”

“As believers of the Mother Goddess and as communicators of faith, all we need is to let more people tap into their innermost perception of this initial kindness and beauty, so that they can naturally feel the brilliance of the Mother Goddess.”

The tall priest slowly opened his eyes, looked down at Klein who was sitting on the bench, and continued:

“As for Emlyn, I never thought about forcing him to change his beliefs. The only role of psychological suggestion is to allow him to come back here every day. I hope he can fully appreciate the preciousness of life and a gratifying harvest.”

Unlike the Emlyn rag that slowly slipped from his hand in the distance, he was stunned. It was because of the dual effect of the human skin mask and the “clown”, Klein, who did not show much fluctuation on his face, did not open his mouth slightly, and then He looked at Emlyn who was standing like a puppet full of complexity.

Among them, three points of amazement, four points of resentment, two points of surprise, and one point of mockery.

Emlyn’s parents almost achieved the family bucket achievement because of this hint?

A good citizen who has no bad habits except for indulging puppets almost lost his personal freedom because of this on time?

For this reason, I risked this time to come to Harvest Church again without receiving any money?

Under the gaze of Klein’s fan-shaped statistical chart, Emlyn, who was standing in front of the candlestick, gradually regained his ability to think, and an indescribable resentment welled up in his heart.

Thousands of words of rebuke rose from the bottom of his heart, but under Utravsky’s unintentional gentle gaze, the spark that had just ignited was extinguished in his throat in an instant.

A smile that was more distorted than crying climbed onto Emlyn’s handsome but lacking masculine face. He slowly picked up the rag that fell from the ground, and continued to wipe the candlestick firmly, leaving only Klein behind. A bleak figure.

Although, but the so-called “inner demon candle” that the priest is not good at psychological suggestion is too powerful… Klein will think of that ordinary candle, and think of some bad things for a while. .

That candle… was probably at the same level as Mr. Agron, who was far away in the Backlund Bridge apartment, who was probably still reading Roselle’s serious literature.

“That is to say, after completing today’s task, Emlyn can go home, right?” Of course, aside from these irrelevant associations, Klein still put his thoughts back to business.

“Like cleaning these candlesticks and benches.”

“Of course, only with better rest can we fully appreciate the truth of life in labor.”

Bishop Utravsky nodded slightly, confirming Klein’s guess.

But for the vampires, the daytime should be the real “night”… Klein instinctively wanted to see the moon outside, but after he looked up and forgot about it, he realized that there were no exceptions in the Harvest Church. There are colored windows painted with religious paintings, and there are no more windows in the rest, which is why this church is as dim during the day as the church of the night church.

Suppressing this doubt about the unnatural design of the church, Klein leaned against the back of the chair and looked at Emlyn who was speeding up his work in the distance and said:

“Then please let me disturb me for a while. After all, I will be responsible for sending Emlyn back to his parents.”

In this regard, Bishop Utravers did not say anything, but said that whether it was a friend who helped him or a visitor to the church, he, the servant of the mother goddess, was happy to receive it.

Bishop Utravsky, who seemed to have some things to deal with, returned to the room at the back of the church. Ignoring Emlyn who was using both hands, Klein took the opportunity to take a closer look at the only Mother Earth in Backlund for the first time. Church of God.

Sure enough, after taking a closer look, he still didn’t find any more windows, and even a few scattered decorative picture windows were arranged in a direction where the moon could hardly be seen.

At the same time, when thinking about the layout of the church, the keen inspiration of the “diver” also moved faintly, pointing to the sacred emblem of the Mother Earth in the center of the front wall of the church.

Before its fall, the red moon has always been the symbol of the ancient **** Lilith… Looking at the spirituality that had absorbed a small number of believers during the day, and the symbolic symbol of faint light at night, Klai En felt more and more disobedient, but still couldn’t think of the real hidden secret of the church’s layout.

Until Emlyn cleaned all the benches and candlesticks, after half an hour, Klein didn’t find a place to confuse him.

In the silence, a smear of brown came into the corner of the eye, and Klein turned his head to see Emlyn, who was slightly panting with sweat on his forehead, his scarlet eyes showing a light called hope.

“I think you need to at least speak to Bishop Utravsky.”

Say something to the old thing?

Emlyn wanted to refute subconsciously, but the figure of the half-giant bishop gradually solidified in his mind. He remembered the decisiveness of the bishop when he fought head-to-head and pressed his parents to the ground with his bare hands, and he walked honestly. after the church.

After two minutes, Emlyn, who took off his priest uniform and changed back to his black formal attire, walked out quickly, walked to Klein who was already standing at the door, and said impatiently:

“What are you waiting for, let’s go.”

After waiting for a few seconds, Emlyn, who had not received a response, looked at Klein again, only to see the kind detective looking at him with pity.

Emlyn, who immediately realized that the other party might have misunderstood his meaning, immediately explained:

“I’m not alone and can’t go home, I…I just…”

Seemingly ashamed to tell the real reason, Emlyn clenched his fists so anxiously that his complexion was stained with a warm red, and then squeezed out a few words in a low voice.

“I didn’t bring any money.”

After saying all this, he buried his head deeply.

Klein, whose gun pocket was slightly cold under his arm, sighed and shook his head. Then he counted out the money from his pocket that was probably enough to support Emlyn going home in the carriage, and handed it over.

“I still have some things to deal with. For today’s entrustment and the advance payment, I will personally go to your parents tomorrow to ask for it.”

Hearing this, Emlyn, who was still unhappy after receiving the banknotes, immediately shook his head, then frowned, looking at the empty streets filled with yellow mist, and defended forcefully:

“I just didn’t bring any money today… Come to the church tomorrow to find me, and I’ll make up the money I owe you.”

After saying all this, Emlyn suddenly realized something and turned his head in a panic, only to see the more explicit pity in Klein’s eyes.

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