Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 363 Secret Message
Respected Brothers of the Church, Grand Masters of the Order, I extend my greetings and prayers...

[Rough line]

To my friends, those who claim to be pious:
I am glad to hear that you have arrived at the place that the Heavenly Father entrusted to you. Once upon a time, we also went to the battlefield together, but now we are walking slightly different paths, each in a different place, and it is inconvenient to communicate by letter. The joys and sorrows of this world can't help but make people feel a lot.

Although the concepts are different, as Saint Simeon said, "Not every builder lays the same foundation, but no matter where the stones come from, the pillars ultimately support the Father's dwelling place on earth."

Now that you are in this position, you will inevitably bear corresponding responsibilities. I hope that while you are devoted to your medical career, you will not forget to clean the altar and the holy emblem.

Ordinary people cannot distinguish between faith and the symbol of faith. If the leader does not pray, the people will think that God has left and begin to fear. When the gospel no longer echoes in front of the monastery, the help brought by faith will become the heaviest burden.

It is no small matter that you walk past the altar without making the holy symbol, and speak with mechanism instead of the Holy Spirit.

What is the difference between a cult that has lost its soul and a monastery that is no longer favored by its believers and a group of mercenaries entrenched in a castle?

I am not writing this to ask you to truly surrender to the Lord—that is a private matter between you and the Supreme Will—but the impact of your every move will be magnified by your identity and will ultimately be reflected back to you, like an echo in a valley that follows you everywhere.

There is no fool who can get a professorship, so he should know how to choose. If it is handled properly, the convenience brought by the status will be far beyond imagination, and I believe you have already experienced this.

Brother Raymond is a reliable assistant and you should listen to his advice more.

I have stopped here with my official business. I have put it at the beginning of the letter to avoid wasting time and effort if you skip it after reading what you want to read.

Besides talking about faith, here are the things you mentioned in your letter.

Despite some hassles and twists and turns, I was able to access some of the incoherent material with the help and guidance of a helpful professional.

I happened to be transferred to a new position recently, and I have been so busy that I have delayed for some time in sorting it out. I hope it is not too late.

As usual, we consulted the parish archives stored in Dunling. Thanks to this job transfer, it would have been more difficult to borrow these things outside of our authority.

It must be admitted that even from the perspective of a non-clerical staff member, the preservation of relevant documents in the Priyère District and even the entire Westminster North Mountain Diocese is relatively poor.

The complex and fragmentary documents come from different sources and seem to be unorganized, with no single record that can give us a complete picture of the past.

Especially after hearing that this poor parish once produced many people with outstanding classics and good at literary research, it is inevitable to have a sense of fragmentation in one's impression of it.

This sense of disconnection became even more serious after further research.

Some of the documents submitted to Dunling were made of different materials, and some of the contents must have been rewritten. However, since there was the seal and signature of the abbot at the time, there was no doubt about it.

There are many scraped and modified traces on the volumes from the local church and submitted by the monastery. If there were only one or two such volumes, it could be explained as the original owner's careless writing, but if you look at them together, the proportion is a bit high.

You know, after those experiences, people are more or less wary of the past that is vague. Because of this, we looked more carefully at the documents and found that they were far more incomplete than we expected.

There are gaps in the records of important decisions and appointments of senior personnel in the diocese. When the monastery was abandoned more than 20 years ago, there was no news at all. The staff, including the dean, neither returned to Dunling to report nor were they transferred to other positions.

What can be confirmed is that Dunling never issued an order for them to leave, or expressed any hint to that effect.

There is reason to suspect that someone deliberately erased the records, and the purpose is obvious. If I have to give a suggestion, I think we can start with this group of people. Such a number of people cannot hide from all the eyes and ears along the way and disappear without a trace. They may even use their identities to stay in the churches they pass by or ask for other conveniences.

More than 20 years is a long time, but you can try. After all, they will stand out anywhere like a brown bear scratching for food in the snow.

This is all I could find about the monastery, but there is something else I am not sure if it is relevant.

This is all thanks to the "professional" I found, a monk who specializes in heraldry.

He enriched his own research in the process of reading, which was also one of the rewards I promised. Of course, he also fulfilled his promise and shared all his conjectures.

None of us are experts in this field, so we can only give a general summary of the conclusions here.

In short, after trying to sort out the relationship between the coats of arms of various families in the parish, it will be found that their patterns evolve quite slowly and are highly conservative and monotonous.

This is usually caused by geographical isolation. The inconvenience of transportation makes long-distance travel quite difficult, and generally intermarriage occurs within a small area. The situation of many mountains and little land means that the land worth developing is very limited, and the family is unwilling to divide the territory for the second son.

Therefore, there are very few combinations and extended variations of coats of arms, and they are often maintained among a few closely connected families that are close to each other.

Logically, this would also result in heraldic styles having strong local characteristics and huge differences between different regions divided by terrain.

However, the actual situation is just the opposite. There are a large number of common elements in the family coats of arms of different regions. Even regions that are far apart and have never had intermarriage will have similar characteristics, including gold and red as the main colors, family mottos of the same origin, unpartitioned or only two-partitioned compositions, and some similar patterns.

This phenomenon obviously cannot be attributed to accidental coincidence or style imitation. From the perspective of historians, they will regard it as important evidence: it shows that there may have been a powerful family in this area, with branches and collateral lines scattered everywhere and a large number of vassals who continued its patterns.

According to professionals, this is a huge discovery that can support his pursuit of higher degrees. No one has ever heard of such a declining family existing here before.

While he is still reading more in-depth information and working hard for his degree, I am writing this letter. I hope it will reach your hands in time and give you warning or inspiration.

As for the specific meaning of these messages, it is up to you to think and decide.

At Notre Dame Cathedral, at the end of the year.

Sub-Inquisitor Father Green sends his regards.

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"That's it? Green wouldn't just grab a random laborer to look up documents to deal with me, right?" Kraft scanned the contents, lit the letter, and let go just before the flames were about to wrap around his fingers, letting the ashes be blown away by the night wind from the window.

"I might as well see what local specialties Kupu brought back for me."

The author was attacked by a strange virus and the update was delayed.

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ps: By the way, I would like to recommend a group friend’s book "Secretly Supernatural Begins from the Void Spirit World"

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