Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 218 The Sin Eater Rayleigh

Naturally, Adele and Venata couldn't hear the little theater in Sophie's heart, and soon they reached the core area where members of the Cassowary Party were densely populated.

This is the industrial center of the entire Port of Indor, with thick steam pipes laid underground.Although the temperature is too low now, forcibly starting the steam equipment will cause too much damage to the pipeline, and most of the steam pipelines are not in working condition, but looking at the towering steam towers around, one can imagine the magnificence when they start at the same time scene.

However, they no longer start up.

After Fusac's defeat, Fusac and Loen signed many unequal treaties, including shutting down some steam factories and canceling some industrial zones.As a result, many workers in the industrial zone lost their property and family and even lost their jobs.

A large number of unemployed workers have nothing to do and no way to earn a living, and they have naturally become gangsters.

No one in their right mind would want their country to lose in a war, whether they were aggressors or not.This has nothing to do with justice or not, but a common problem of human beings.

There was a saying in the aristocratic circles of Loen that the Feysacs should be treated with a gentle policy, so that they could realize the atrocities committed by the invading army. In the words of Emperor Roselle, it was called "face up to history".

Regardless of the means, Adele sneered at their purpose.The brains of the Feysacs are not that complicated, and they don't have the twists and turns of those nobles in front of making a living.If you win the war and earn money, but lose your house, your job, or even your life if you lose, will they admit that they made the wrong choice?At most, I just regret why I didn't win.

"There is a situation ahead, it's in the alley next to it."

Venata stopped suddenly, and pointed to the alley where the discordant noise came from.Adele immediately broke free from her wild thoughts, pressed the gun pocket under her arm to confirm that the revolver could be pulled out normally, then raised her cane and walked cautiously into the alley.Sophie followed closely behind her, with Venata at the rear.

At the end of the alley were seven or eight men who were somewhere between punks and full-fledged gangsters, surrounding a skinny boy, who seemed to be blackmailing something.

The boys were dressed like part-time chimney sweeps, a line of work that tended to be filled with thin boys because they could easily slip into chimneys and clean the soot off the chimney walls.

Adele cleared her throat and shouted to the gangsters: "Gentlemen, please stop your violence and let that poor child go."

This shout made those people notice Adele and his party. However, Adele and the others did not put the Esco family's pattern on their chests after all. It is difficult to deter them based on their appearance.

"Of course, ma'am." A gangster closest to Adele walked over with a playful smile, "Because we have a better goal."

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed Adele's shoulder. "We feel that you can spend more money on your body."

"God." Adele said with a headache, "seriously, I don't suggest you do this."

"But we want to do it."

Behind the guy, a few rather burly men stood up, and the rest still surrounded the boy.

"Okay then, since that's what you asked for." Adele sighed helplessly, then turned her body violently, and the hem of the windbreaker slashed across the eyes of the person standing in front like a spinning blade.

"Welcome to Indo Port next time!"

The bastard screamed and backed away, but the first thing his tearful eyes saw was the flames of the double-barreled shotgun in Sophie's hand under the fluttering windbreaker.

Hundreds of tiny projectiles swept across the entire alley in an instant under the impetus of gunpowder. The man standing at the front was sent flying backwards. Dozens of projectiles pierced his heart, lungs and bones. They often inhaled some hallucinogens, and the pain was enough to bring him back to consciousness.

The people next to them were not spared either. Three or four people were wounded by the bullets one after another.

Perhaps it was unexpected that Sophie would dare to shoot directly. The people inside reacted a little slower. Although they were not injured due to the cover of the human body, they couldn't pull out their weapons in time, but Adele was already there. When waving the hem of his clothes to block his sight, he drew his gun in his hand, and shot three times with his hand, which hit their right shoulder and made them unconscious due to severe pain.

Adele held the smoking revolver, walked over the past and future corpses on the ground, and walked in front of the boy.

He was about the same age as Sophie, but life had left a deeper mark on him than on Sophie.Seeing Adele approaching, before he had time to thank him, he coughed loudly, making a sound like an old bellows.

"Chronic asthma..." Such a word flashed through Adele's mind.It's a common symptom among residents of industrial or former industrial estates, especially among chimney sweeps like them.

"Thank you, kind lady." It took a while for the little boy to recover from his severe cough, and he bowed gratefully to Adele, "If it wasn't for you, my father would be starving again today .”

"It's just a little effort." Adele nodded, "What's your name, what's wrong with your father?"

"My name is Rayleigh, ma'am." The boy said in a dry voice. "My father used to be a sin-eater of the Church of God of War. He specialized in eating the sins of people after they died. I recently took him over." work."

"Eat...sin?" Sophie asked in confusion. She was very unfamiliar with this profession and had never heard of such a thing.

"Many churches have similar sayings, that is, after a person dies, food and drinks are placed on the body, and special sin-eaters are invited to eat it, so that this person can go to the kingdom of God without any worries."

Adele explained for Sophie, "Although the Church of Storms may not have a similar statement... In fact, except for the Church of Storms, the Church of Eternal Sun, and the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom, other churches will more or less have and eat related redemption rituals, and for some reason, these three churches also deliberately avoided concepts such as devouring in the holy scriptures."

Although it sounds like this job is not a big deal as long as you overcome your spiritual discomfort, you can eat and drink for free and get paid for it, but in a world with extraordinary powers, people's resentment after death will come from the body of the deceased to a certain extent. Dissipate, and finally gather on the food that symbolizes the original sin, and be eaten by the sin-eaters, so as to reduce the probability of the dead changing or producing resentful spirits.

Although these methods will concentrate those grievances in the sin-eater's body, at least they are much stronger than letting invisible grievances spread throughout the city, so the church also acquiesced in the existence of these professions.

　The sin-eater and the early worker in these two chapters are both occupations that appeared during the industrial revolution. I think it has a sense of ritual and sense of the times, so I took it to enrich the background setting
　　
　
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