Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

While the old man on the high platform was passionately preaching, the priests of St. Engelde belatedly arrived, just about to ask Shami about the situation.

The priests had just finished asking when a voice suddenly rang out from somewhere: "The Kingdom of Heaven has come! Valon has come! The grace of the Father of all things has descended!"

This shout instantly stirred up a huge wave. The citizens, already bewildered by the illusions of the previous night, had rushed to the Gilded Square early in the morning. Before they could even clear their minds, they were further brainwashed by the missionaries under the guise of the ceremony. Feeling that believing might be a good idea, they shouted in unison:

"The grace of the Father of all things has descended!"

"The grace of the Father of all things has descended!"

No one knows who started it, but the shouts grew louder and louder, almost forming a wave that crashed towards the gilded square.

—Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck from a clear sky, startling the cheering citizens. They glanced back at the spot where the lightning had flashed—the sky above the small building that had once belonged to the Gem Island Chain but was now sealed off by the Silver Knights:

There were no dark clouds, nor a sudden downpour, but a fierce wind suddenly arose, swirling fallen leaves, and thunder gathered like a dense net, booming and rumbling! Lightning flashed and thunder roared!

Many people with slightly stronger spirituality, who were already corrupted by Vona last night, were able to see even more things.

Then, faintly, one could see a temple in the style of ancient Solomon above the floating clouds that resembled whales. A holy figure, hanging upside down, raised his hand and threw down an illusory crown, which fell onto the small building of the gem island chain and disappeared.

A moment of silence fell over the crowd, then a thunderous gasp erupted once more.

"The grace of the Father of all things has truly descended!!"

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Chapter 480 Holy Spirit Elvira

The phantom in the sky disappeared, but the lightning continued to surge, thundering across the dry ground. The citizens in the gilded square were a huge, surging crowd, their blood boiling and on the verge of losing control.

Xia Mi looked at the crowd, still hoping the missionaries of St. Enggard would help control the situation. Just as he was about to shout, Sif pulled him out of the crowd and onto the street.

Sif flagged down a carriage parked on the street and put Xia Mi directly into the carriage.

Xia Mi tried to break free from Sif's embrace, saying, "Sif! We need to control the situation, otherwise things will get out of hand and cause big trouble."

He looked pleadingly at the shrike, which was perched on the carriage tire with a feather in its beak, pretending not to recognize him.

Sif shoved him into the carriage and said, "Don't even mention waiting, brother, they've already caused a huge mess! We can't handle it with just a few people, Shrike!"

"Gagaga".

"You and your brother quickly send a message to the Council of Six and Grand Master Sig. The priests and I will find a way to capture that old charlatan!"

The missionary on the platform was also drenched in sweat. This elderly missionary, a believer in Wallonia, hadn't felt the presence of Wallonia at all, but given the atmosphere, he waved his hand towards the sky and shouted repeatedly:

"The grace of the Father of all has been revealed! This is the true image of my Lord Valon, the Daughter who dwells high in the heavens, hanging upside down. Peoples, incline your ears and hear! She has cast aside her crown of glory and hurled it to the dust. When that crown falls, the earth will tremble and the mountains will collapse!"

"For she relinquished her honor so that the Holy Spirit might descend to this land to be anointed. The day of grace is near, and the judgment of the nations will come swiftly. At that time, the mighty will be terrified, and those in authority will tremble. When that great day comes, who but our Lord will stand in the cup of wrath?"

Sif was exasperated to hear the old missionary still preaching his doctrines so loudly, and that he was already getting the people to support him.

The old man was very experienced. He directly linked the mystical illusion of the falling crown to the will of Walloon, and further deduced that the Holy Spirit descended to baptize the earth, to execute grace and judgment.

As for who the Holy Spirit is?

The missionary on the platform, being a sixth-order bishop, naturally knew perfectly well that the spirits of the deep sea had neither a Heavenly Mountain nor the Seventy-Two Pillars, nor an army of angels nor a legion of demons.

Ultimately, the Holy Spirit is oneself.

With thousands of citizens supporting him, Saint Enggard would inevitably hesitate for a while before drawing his sword.

Fearing things would escalate, Sif quickly sought out a priest in robes from St. Engard, hoping to get help from Knight Commander Carter and others.

The priest, who had just arrived, was also startled by the scene. "Please don't go over there yet. Commander Carter has definitely received the message, and reinforcements will surely arrive soon, but you must not cross the cordon now."

“There are three or four thousand people here now. They were already incited by those cultists. If you cross the cordon, they will have the courage to break through the blockade to go on a pilgrimage.”

The priest added, "Besides, Grand Master Sig is also in the Golden City. There won't be any serious accidents."

"Commander Sig is here too!"

"We've arrived, and he's had us arrange a carriage. Grand Knight Carter and others will escort Miss Vera and the others away."

Sif breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this.

However, it's also a bit strange.

Even if Miss Vera is a distinguished guest of Saint Engard, it doesn't warrant that a senior Grand Knight like Carter personally escorts her all the way, does it?

This is a bit too formal.

This isn't Sulph in person.

Before Sif could figure it out, she heard the old missionary on the high platform not far in front of her raise his arms and shout again, which drew cheers.

The old missionary raised his cane high, turned to look at the Jewel Island Chain, and said: “Behold! The Holy Spirit has been poured out, and the day of grace and judgment is near! I will do the will of my Lord Wallon!”

"The Kingdom of Heaven is near! Valon will come soon! The grace of the Father of all things will come soon!"

"Look, it's right ahead!"

This shout instantly ignited the emotions of many citizens at the scene, who then began to pray:

"Father of all things! God of Valon!"

The old missionary performed several rituals to float down from the high platform. With each step he took, ripples like water and brilliant light appeared out of thin air beneath his feet, immediately eliciting another round of gasps.

While extraordinary individuals are not uncommon in the Seven Seas, they are not particularly frequent either. If residents of the islands do not go out to sea for business, encountering an extraordinary individual two or three times a year is considered quite common.

As the old charlatan descended, the missionaries from St. Engadines approached from the crowd, while police from the Religious Security Department pulled out batons and submachine guns, hiding them under their coats.

But just as the old missionary stepped down from the platform to begin his sermon, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Look! The Holy Spirit! The Holy Spirit has truly come!"

The old missionary was taken aback.

What Holy Spirit?

Why didn't he know?

"The Holy Spirit has come! Wallon is real! The Holy Spirit wearing a silver crown!"

The already enthusiastic citizens, drawn by their faith, all looked toward the Gem Island chain and rushed across the police line. The police officers at the station were too frightened to stop them.

Some hotheads even pulled out batons to warn the enthusiastic citizens, but were quickly shoved aside by their seniors.

Sif, in coordination with the missionaries of St. Enggard, quickly set up a four-element conversion ritual. The asphalt pavement beneath the old missionary's feet instantly heated up and flowed, climbing onto the old missionary's legs and fixing him in place.

The old man struggled to pull his legs out, but couldn't get out no matter what. Several priests immediately took up maces and performed a "Divine Judgment," which is a lower-level ritual of the "Judgment Hammer" that ignores defense. If the opponent does not believe in the Holy Grail, the priests' attack will ignore defensive rituals below Sequence 7 and weaken defensive rituals above Sequence 7.

The hammer shattered the semi-transparent shield on his body in an instant, striking his stomach and head several times.

When he regained consciousness from the pain, he found that agents from the Department of Religious Security had quickly gagged him, handcuffed him behind his back, and inserted two syringes into the veins in his arms. The injection of the medicine caused him to gasp for breath and writhe in excruciating pain, making it difficult for him to even muster the will to perform the ritual.

After arresting the man and putting him on the carriage, Sif glanced at the blocked Jewel Island Chain, then hurriedly went to find the police inspector who had been maintaining order inside the cordon under the streetlights, and asked, "What Holy Spirit? What exactly is going on inside the Jewel Island Chain? Where is Grand Knight Carter?"

The police inspector wiped his sweat, still shaken, and said, "The Holy Spirit?! How would we know! Isn't that Sister Elvira, whom Saint Enggard reported to before?!"

"When those people saw Miss Elvira holding the silver crown, they all rushed over, saying things like their dreams were a sign that they would receive a blessing. These cultists are insane!"

"What a mess today! What are those members of parliament thinking?!"

Chapter 481 Vera: I'll be the Pope?

10 Northern Avenue, Golden City, Parliament Building, Six-Person Parliamentary Meeting Room.

Unlike usual, there was an extra chair in the conference room today. Like an eight-year-old child, with short blond hair, the Grand Master of the Knights, Sig Con O'Neill, whose height was too high to reach the chest of the training dummy and whose feet could not touch the ground when sitting in the chair, looked around at everyone.

The six members of parliament sat silently in their respective seats, their voices unusually quiet, except for the soft rustling of pages turning in their reports.

Allen picked up the hammer and tapped it lightly on the silver plate beside him.

"Is there anyone who objects to Resolution 3?"

"..."

"No objections, unanimously approved."

Allen then instructed the clerk to hand over the prepared documents to Sieg, who glanced at them.

The content is concise and clear. It's not one of those thick stacks of project proposals where you can extract the useful information from a single page.

In summary, there are four main points:

1. The management of the Department of Religious Security was dismissed and will no longer be directly appointed by the Parliament building. Instead, they will be elected and will not be directly accountable to the Parliament building.

2. The Ministry of Religious Security has entered into a strategic partnership with St. Engelde to share information and conduct personnel exchanges and training every six months.

3. Establish a direct dialogue mechanism among the six-person council, the Gem Island Chain, and Saint Engard.

4. The existence of the Walloon faith is acknowledged, and all related churches, doctrines, popes, and saints are designated and managed by the Ministry of Religious Security.

The content is not complicated. The first two points are that the Council of Six manipulated faith and made a big fuss, so they carried out a thorough reform and reflection, and then accepted the supervision of Saint Enggard.

Thirdly, although the issue of the Council of Six came first, the Gem Island Chain also played a significant role in this matter. To prevent a recurrence of such an incident, Saint Engard will mediate dialogue between the two parties should any future problems arise.

The fourth point is somewhat counterintuitive.

This whole thing is what the Council of Six came up with in an attempt to formalize the Walloon faith. If they recognize the Walloon faith and establish an official church to manage it, will there be more problems?

A day earlier, Sieg would have firmly believed that the Valon faith should be completely eradicated, the false god Valon destroyed, and only the spiritual Valon preserved.

But in today's context—

Excuse me.

Wallon is dead...

Moreover, not only did He die, but His authority and spirituality were also devoured by the spirit contracted by Tia.

This is the strange part. The Golden City and even the Seven Seas need Valon's existence, but Valon is dead.

As a result, the Grand Master had no choice but to swallow his pride and open the communication channel to the Ansu Holy Church, reluctantly seeking out Tia for an exchange.

Valon encountered Vera and was killed by her, or by something Tia gave to Vera, and all of that is now history.

Saint Engard agreed to grant Tia the perpetual privilege of borrowing occult texts, while the Seven Seas agreed to grant Anzu most-favored-nation status in exchange for Tia's control of Valon.

However, Tia did not agree to this.

Just as she was about to agree, she discovered that the whale disliked the thing because it couldn't digest it, and spat it directly into Vera's mouth.

The so-called authority is the extraordinary element, and the extraordinary element must be manifested through spirituality. Therefore, what this thing presents is a very special, very chaotic, and incompatible spirituality.

Those below Sequence Seven are completely unable to absorb this spiritual energy; their souls will be transformed by it, eventually turning them into followers and believers of Valon.

Those who are Sequence 7 or above have already condensed their own extraordinary elements, such as Tia's sublimation, Jeremiah's transformation, Peter's benevolence, and even Roman has his own extraordinary elements, which are the manifestation of the most prominent part of their character.

This means that no second extraordinary element can be introduced.

But Vera is different—she is a vessel for the body. From the moment she was born, her body was designed to receive the spiritual projection of the gods from the depths of the sea, as well as the elements and spirituality of those gods. Therefore, she has no outstanding qualities in terms of personality, talent, or ability; she is essentially an ordinary person.

Even if she enters Sequence Six or Sequence Five, the extraordinary elements she obtains are related to lying down, giving up, being a lazy bum, being tolerant, and having a broad mind.

Her extraordinary qualities were a manifestation of herself, like sprinkling holy salt to cleanse evil spirits. She easily absorbed the extraordinary qualities of Valon, without even harming her soul—thus Vera easily took the silver crown.

Salvia, meaning "the salt of purity" or "the Holy Spirit of Salt," is a name Tia had to admit. She had to admit that her Aunt Isabella certainly had a talent for naming things.

Tia told him the truth, and Sieg was helpless.

Admittedly, the question of who holds power in Wallonia is extremely important, and the seven seas will certainly argue about it for years or even decades.

But now is not the time to discuss that. What matters is not ownership, but the right to use.

The Land of the Seven Seas is a nation built on commerce, acquiring vast wealth through entrepot trade, Far East shipping routes, and the trade of precious metals. Wallonia's ability to pacify the South Ansu Sea was the key to unlocking their shipping lanes.

This is also what the Council of Six is ​​most concerned about.

Civil servants are the ones who think about long-term stability, while politicians are only concerned with ensuring the government doesn't collapse next week.

Allen, holding a quill, looked at Sieg and said, "Commander Sieg, we can put the matter of the Valon faith aside, but the problem is how to resolve the promise you made to us that you would elect a pope who can quell the thunderstorms."

Allen frowned deeply. "The reason we're still able to sit here and talk is because the citizens of Golden City and the people of other states don't know that Valon is dead. Once the thunderstorms arrive early in July, and they come knocking, their noise and spittle will be enough to blow the entire parliament building upside down!"

Sieg said, “That’s why I’m having you prepare to establish a faith for Valon. It’s time to send away that Lord of Storms and Victory. He has now truly returned to the embrace of the Father of All Things, well, or perhaps the embrace of Mother Ouroboros.”

"In any case, His time has come to an end. Fortunately, He left behind a saint to carry out His will—of course, this still requires a decree from the Holy Church."

Sieg flicked the document in his hand, pointed to the line on "Popes, Saints," and said:

"Valon, overestimating his abilities, approached Sister Elvira Salvia of the Anzu Holy Church, hoping to use her body to escape the Golden City. However, Sister Elvira was protected by Saint Tia Sulph, and not only did Valon perish, but Sister Elvira also inherited his power."

“Sister Vera is a serving nun of the Church of Anzu, raised by Sister Isabella, and a disciple of Bishop Famas of the Silver Crown, who follows the path of the Holy Grail. I believe she is flawless in both morality and ability.”