Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 87 Assassination ([-])
That night.

Bishop Roger Matafari was pacing back and forth in the Church of the Storm, somewhat distraught.When he was preaching during the day, he felt a pain like something breaking in his mind, which made him almost lose his composure in front of ordinary people.He knew that it was a symptom of his previously prepared backhand being triggered.

Fortunately, the identity of the bishop of the Church of the Storm also provided him with a pretty good cover.The Rand family was one of the places he had found a long time ago. Their belief was the Evernight Goddess, and even if something happened, they would report it to the Nighthawks.However, after the war, the relationship between the Nighthawks and the Punisher became delicate.

The cub he chose to keep has the extraordinary ability of devouring spirits, which can quickly shatter the spirit bodies of those killed by it, and cannot be psychic.And the remaining bit of evidence is simply not enough for the Church of Evernight to take action against the Bishop of the Church of Storms.

Damn it... If it wasn't for being fatally wounded by that woman that day, there would be no need for him to take action, and it would be impossible for the unconscious him to leave any openings... He actually left his name directly!The most outrageous thing is that when my father chose his name, he chose it according to his name in the Apocalypse of the Storm!

In this way, the identity of Matafari won't last long. I have already lost the identity of Sindri, and the last remaining identity cannot be lost!

Father Matafari gritted his teeth fiercely, but even if he had a hundred guts, he would not dare to blame the lord angel behind him, so he could only sigh in the church.

People in the church must never have imagined that the naturalized angel recorded in the holy scriptures, the child of the missing ancient god and demon monarch who appeared out of thin air in the third era, and the angel Matafari who became the lord of the storm did not disappear, but was desire The mother tree is in control, and he can only use him as a medium to discharge the redundant Extraordinary characteristics to a place far away from the mother tree, so as to alleviate his own madness!
This is also the reason why he has to keep mating with those people. He needs to expel Extraordinary characteristics through mating, and then carefully create accidental deaths, and collect those Extraordinary characteristics in the name of mass to make Extraordinary items.Otherwise, in his capacity, he would never have any lust for those poor people, and even just thinking about Matafari would make him want to vomit.

Fortunately, with the help of that old gentleman, the Extraordinary characteristics injected into his separated body by the Mother Tree of Desire are slowly being discharged. If it goes well, as long as a suitable mother body can be found, a collection of hybrid Extraordinary characteristics will be discharged before the new year , He will be able to initially regain his sanity, and find a chance to get rid of the control of the mother tree and come to the Eastern Continent again!

But before that, I have to escape before those people suspect me. To be on the safe side, I will also give up this identity, and at the same time use the identity of the fleeing priest to attract the attention of the pursuers...

Father Matafari finds his magical item in his locker.Since I still have an identity, this identity does not have many magical items in its hands, only a key that can open the spiritual door leading to the storage point of its own mechanical creation, a key that is used to use spirit bodies, and controls four spirits. bracelets.

When the last wave of praying believers left, I closed the door of the church and fled overnight...

Father Matafari put the bracelet on his hand and put the key in his pocket, ready to wait for the last believer to leave.

Finally, he waited for this moment.Two quarters of an hour before twelve o'clock, the last homeless man reluctantly left the warm church.

However, just as he was about to close the door, a woman's urgent call came.The voice was very pleasant, unlike those female workers whose voices were ruined by the smoke and dust from the factories in the East District, there was a hint of charm in her voice, which made Father Matafari subconsciously stop what he was doing, and turned sideways. Let the other party walk into the church.

"Sorry, Mr. Priest..."

The lady looked up apologetically and smiled at the priest. Her beautiful facial features could be vaguely seen from under her black veil. There was a faint scent of roses coming from her body. This smile seemed to drive away the cold winter of Backlund. The whole city is back to midsummer when the roses are in full bloom.

"However, I have something urgent to confess. Can you please listen to my sin and explain it to me?"

Father Matafari only hesitated for a short period of time before deciding to agree to the other party's request.

After all, the lady in front of her didn't look like a member of the Seven Great Orthodox God Churches. Even if people from other churches sneaked in, they wouldn't use the excuse of "pray to the Lord of Storms".And the Storm Church's own actions will not be possible, because their sneaking has always been to blow up the door directly!
Moreover, using such a beautiful woman as an object to excrete extraordinary characteristics seems to be more enjoyable than using those poor women or even boys as pregnant mothers... Father Matafari's mind was almost unhindered. Similar thoughts lingered in his mind.

"The Lord of Storms is like our father. Fathers will not criticize their children for coming to visit too late."

Priest Matafari put his hand on the shoulder of that beautiful woman pretending to be benevolent. The clothes of the other party were also relatively expensive handmade styles. The smooth silk fabric made Matafari dream about it, as if he was stroking it now. It was the other party's smooth and white ivory-like skin.

"So, what do you want to confess?"

While speaking, the priest secretly looked down at the neckline of the other party's dress, and his greedy eyes moved downstream along the other party's beautiful collarbone,...

"I want to repent of my dereliction of duty."

The woman didn't seem to notice Matafari's evil gaze at all, but bowed her head seriously and prayed:

"I didn't fulfill the task entrusted to us by the creator. I let a layman ruin the future of a family. Originally, they should have lived a hard and ordinary life, but that shameless guy ruined the family and put the superficial The pain was inflicted on those people."

"Then the crime should be borne by the layman."

Matafari replied, and at the same time greedily inhaled the sweet smell of the other person's body. The smell made Matafari wonder if if he took a bite of her body, it would melt in his mouth like honey.

The lady smiled again, but the same smile looked very different to Matafari.

"That's right... Now, it's time for you to bear these burdens."

(End of this chapter)