It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"But your hands and feet are not clean. Even I can see that the young man is insane, as if he has been enchanted by spiritual suggestion."

"Even if we continue to cover up, can we hide it from the elite investigators responsible for the investigation? It doesn't matter who did it, what's important is that it has happened. There is already an existing relationship between the two countries. There are great contradictions, and the relationship between them is like a powder keg filled with explosives, all that is needed is a little spark."

The one who answered him was still the person who spoke before.

"But I still don't think the king will go to war with the French emperor. The gap between the two countries is too great."

The one who spoke this time was the last guest who entered through the underground passage,

"But it's not the same in reverse. We only need to incite hundreds of people to attack their ports, cities or railways to give them a reason to go to war. The French emperor Napoleon III has probably been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."

"It's just...Mrs. Saint, I don't quite understand the meaning of doing this?"

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and no one had dared to question this before.

An oracle is an oracle, even if they can't understand it, it can only be that their wisdom is not enough to figure out the thoughts of the superiors, so they just need to obey.

But Faminie didn't seem to be angry at this offense, she just gestured with her eyes for the other party to continue the question.

"In the past few months, although our actions have disrupted the situation in the ordinary world and caused a lot of trouble to those damn executors, more and more compatriots have been hunted and killed because of this. In less than half a month, we suffered heavy losses. Even the elects and apostles died one by one. The position of those collaborators was not solid, and the price offered by the alliance was enough to make them betray us again and again."

"We don't even dare to move between cities at will now, fleeing and hiding underground like rats in the gutter. Even in Königsberg, which is far away from their sphere of influence, we can only gather in this way."

"But even if we pay such a heavy price...the chaos in the ordinary world will only bring them some trouble, and no core executors will die because of it. If we focus on the apostles and elects, The strength may not be able to hunt them in turn on a small-scale battlefield...The efficiency of doing so seems to be much higher."

The man raised a lot of questions at once, and these things have been suppressed in his heart for too long. If he doesn't express these flames face to face, sooner or later, his internal organs will be burned, and he will fall into boundless pain.

But it doesn't matter now, as long as the doubts in my heart can be resolved, even being punished to die because of this is much better than continuing to suffer.

After saying all this, he bowed his head resignedly, waiting to accept his fate.

But after a long time, he didn't wait for the sharp sword that pierced his chest or the treacherous and terrifying magic, God's punishment.There was a slight to unreal touch on the head, making one wonder if something really touched it, or maybe it was just a puff of heat or a glimmer of light leaking from the building gap.

Weier smiled approvingly and hovered her palms over his head.

"The teacher said, believe in me, but don't follow me blindly-this is a valuable quality. We are not like religions in the mundane world or those mentally abnormal heretics, who will punish believers who put forward reasonable opinions."

"Everything you do is to prepare for the end. Even if there are occasional tasks or oracles directed at the executors, it is only because their existence and actions hinder our mission. The executors are irrelevant. , are not even completely our enemies, they are just a group of short-sighted and cowardly lambs. Their existence cannot protect everything, let alone reverse everything."

"The resurrection of God requires faith. In a war with great disparity of power, the weaker side needs hope and victory. We will give them whatever they need. Despair is the fertile ground for the birth of faith. Although the executor will also intervene in some way War in the mortal world, but it’s meaningless as long as they don’t do it as thoroughly as we do.”

"As for the people who died because of this, the Lord has promised that they will be reborn in his own kingdom. Their souls and sacrifices will become the soil of the kingdom of God and the cornerstone of faith."

"He is coming back soon, you should follow the oracle, and then wait patiently, the suffering will eventually end."

A few embers-like sparks and glimmers of light floated from under Wei'er's palm, while the man who dared to question was lying on the ground devoutly, tears streaming down his face.

His magical aura accumulated and climbed in a very short period of time, his black hair turned into a strange moon-white color, and a shining crystal grew out between the man's eyebrows. At this time, his magical aura had almost surpassed all the wizards present. sum!

"From today onwards, you will become an apostle, and Labanthel will be your name."

Wei'er's voice became a little weaker, and the light on her body surface gradually faded. Only in this situation did the apostle realize that even her body and skin were transparent.

She lowered her hood, allowing the white cloak to cover most of her skin and face.

"Okay, let's stop here today. Before the new mission begins, let's start enjoying today's dinner, to celebrate the birth of the new apostle, and to gather everyone here."

-

Carefully toasted toast, bacon, seasonal fruits and vegetables, and vintage red wine were delivered to everyone.Although it looks simple, it is already considered elegant in the situation of shortage of supplies, not to mention that this is just a formal small gathering, and no one will pay attention to any pomp on this occasion.

Wei Er put down the knife and fork after eating half a slice of toast and fried egg, and cleaned the corners of her mouth gracefully.

A middle-aged man noticed this detail. Judith is the owner of this mansion. Although he is a local official, he was inspired to join the Albion Brotherhood half a year ago.It is not an exaggeration to say that he was one of the earliest members.

"Miss Weier, isn't today's food to your liking?"

The girl froze for a while, showing a polite and satisfied smile.

"No, they are rich and delicious. I just don't have a big appetite and I'm full."

Chapter 20 The mutual attraction of wanted criminals

Wei'er sat in the courtyard enjoying the afternoon sunlight. She took a sip of the lemon tea that was a little too sweet, and her mood became extremely peaceful.

Whether it is sunshine on a sunny day, clouds and mist on a cloudy day, light rain or west wind, they are all equally kind in her eyes.

Wei Er has completely ignored this point in the past ten years,

This world is so beautiful.

The icy-cold liquid conveys the refreshing sweetness and fruity tang to the tongue and down the throat, filling the craving organs.

Create a desire and get instant gratification.

——What kind of touching experience is this?

No matter how many times, she was overwhelmed by the experience.The girl pointed her finger at her cheek which felt a little strange to the touch. It felt a little wet there, and the strange transparent liquid mixed with a subtle salty taste.

Since a long time ago, she has been unable to distinguish the taste of food.

Wei'er's cooking skills are quite good. She can easily distinguish the characteristics and freshness of each ingredient and master the heat to complete the combination.

So this phenomenon has nothing to do with the sensitivity of the sense of taste. Most of the time, she just has no time to care about him.The endless appetite and hunger have been tormenting Wei'er since she could remember.

Just wanting to reduce this kind of pain already needs to go all out, just wanting to pursue the sense of fullness that is impossible to exist, you need to eat a lot.

As an organ for ingesting food, the human mouth is really too small.

Facing the so-called exquisite and rich food is like a hungry person scraping the surface of the table for crumbs the size of sand.

This behavior of scratching through shoes not only failed to relieve her hunger, but even only aggravated her desire to eat.

At that time, only the majestic life, only the warm blood and flesh could comfort her for a short time, and she fell into a deep sleep under the weakened pain.

The girl showed a sweet smile, and bowed deeply to the familiar faces that appeared in front of her.

There were amiable priests, people wearing nuns' uniforms, and children in simple and patched but cleanly starched clothes...

There are wealthy businessmen, and young men and women who she has no impression of but feel very kind to.

There were also wizards in black robes, people in special Enochian attire, and many of the peasants and women that are common in the French countryside.

These people packed the entire courtyard like sardine cans. People couldn't help but be surprised at first that there were hundreds or even thousands of people packed into such a small courtyard. Then they thought about the precious flowers and plants in the courtyard that might have been trampled into mud. .

——There are too many, and the overcrowded environment even makes it difficult for people to breathe.

Except for the young couple, Wei Er was sure that she had seen everyone among them, but when she came to the specific name, she couldn't remember it.

Who else has not entered this courtyard?Wei'er sat in the elegant gazebo, thinking a little distressed, because those people who kept moving forward would fill up the area where she was in a few steps.

At last the song of some seabird and a few indistinct barks of a dog caught her attention.

"So you are here too."

"Thank you, thank you all for your sacrifices."

She thanked those who kept approaching, always smiling kindly.Saying this, she turned her head strangely and asked:

"But it doesn't matter to me anymore, why are you still unwilling to leave?"

The crowd started to move, and Wei'er saw countless pairs of blue-black palms swollen like drowned corpses grabbing towards her, trying to drag her into the same abyss.

The girl suddenly woke up. She had fallen asleep in the afternoon sun without knowing it.She slowly sat up and looked at the rude person who dared to approach her while she was taking a nap.

-

After calling twice to no avail, Judith could no longer take his eyes off the girl's sweet sleeping face and the curves of her body under the purple tulle skirt.

This is the Eucharist of the Angels...

A blasphemous thought came from his consciousness, but in the next second, a chill completely froze his movements, and he didn't even dare to move a single finger.

"What are you doing?"

An imaginative voice sounded, but the wizard felt an unprecedented fear, as if he would fall into the deepest part of hell in the next moment.He only has one chance to speak. If there is even the slightest mistake, the most tragic ending will be waiting for him.

After understanding this, Judith's forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat,

"It's just that this subordinate believes that there is a very important matter that must be reported to Your Excellency the Holy Maiden..."

Although he didn't dare to raise his head at all, he noticed that the gaze projected on him was gradually turning cold.

Judith's voice became a little trembling, and he began to regret how he was so lax that he committed a major crime. Now he can only hope that his news is important enough to let the other party temporarily ignore a small offense.

"Our people found important figures on the wanted list of the suspected executors in a small town outside Riga. The Brotherhood has tried to contact or communicate with them locally several times, but failed to get any results."

The wizard maintained a posture of prostrating on the ground, presenting a sorted document with both hands.

Only then did the pressure and chill from above finally dissipate.The man almost instinctively wanted to escape from this place immediately, and the magic power of the muscles in his legs was tense and ready to go. With just a thought, he could twist his body and escape faster than a cheetah.

But as time passed, Judith just sighed in the end, and his whole body relaxed and knelt down on his knees, sticking his entire forehead to the turf and dirt.

"It seems you've figured it out."

"...Forget it this time, my courtyard is already crowded enough"

Wei'er didn't look up, and continued to flip through the documents in her hand, and there was a rather blurry black and white photo in the letter.But even in this photo, which should have no other colors except black and white, she noticed that there seemed to be a golden flame flowing from the corner of the photo.

Among the bustling pedestrians, the young girl dressed as a village girl covered her face tightly with a scarf and a straw hat, only a few strands of long hair shining in the picture, making it impossible to ignore.

Wei'er recalled things a long time ago, she seemed to have seen this woman from a distance on a certain street in Paris, there was nothing wrong with that.

This is the guy who ranks above almost all dark wizards, electors or apostles on the wanted list issued by the Enforcer, second only to her and Teacher Philip.

"Michelle Hebrew?"

Wei'er raised the corners of her mouth, smiled and read out the name that had impressed her quite a bit.

Chapter 21 Bayer

"Michelle Hebrew?"

Hyde closed the file in his hand, and looked at the executor in front of him with some seriousness.

"Yes, we have received information that a woman suspected of being the original executive appeared in the suburbs of Riga in the Kingdom of Prussia."

It was Atwood who reported the news.

"Is the news reliable, or have you already been in contact?"