Witch Monastery

"At that time, it was my father who suddenly said one day that he heard the voice of the ancestors." Marlena whispered, "He said that the ancestors would grant him wisdom and power, but the prerequisite is that he needs to swear to the God of Justice that he must not use this power for any purpose other than fighting evil."

"In order to ensure the solemnity of the ceremony, my father borrowed a holy relic, the 'Silver Hand', from the Church of the God of Justice at a high price. It is said that this is a glove used by a legendary monk who was favored by the God of Justice when fighting against the demon lord."

"He built an altar in our family, placed the relic on it, and solemnly swore an oath. But something terrible happened. The relic then lost its power, as if it had been terribly desecrated."

Hawthorne's expression was serious, and even his fingers stopped moving. Marlena sighed softly, her tone full of sadness: "After that, what awaits our family is naturally the accusation of the Church of the God of Justice, the kicking of our political opponents, and the final reckoning."

"Many crimes were forcibly pinned on us, but we had already lost our power and were unable to make detailed defenses for ourselves."

Chapter 507 Little Lisa's New Discovery (Part )

Huo Sang sighed in his heart, hugged her tightly, and gave her warmth: "So, who is your father..."

"No one knows what happened to him." Marlena closed her eyes, her voice full of pain. "After the ceremony, he went insane, muttering 'It can't be like this' all day long. Then when other families attacked us, he chose to commit suicide."

"His death caused chaos in the family, and we had no way to deal with the criticism from the outside world. So in the end, our family was deprived of everything and sentenced to permanent exile..."

She took two deep breaths and calmed herself down. “I was forced to separate from my mother and other relatives. However, I was unable to leave Libel Harbor alone with my young daughter, Lisa. So I had to hide my identity and live in the South Harbor District.”

Hawthorne nodded slightly, feeling a little heavy.

Desecrating a relic blessed by a god is almost tantamount to blasphemy. In this world where gods do exist, this sin cannot be washed away in any way.

However, in Hawthorne's opinion, there are still many mysteries in this matter.

Who was that voice that Malena’s father heard?

Is it the devil?

But if it was the devil, why would he be so short-sighted as to go through so much trouble to enter the material world, disguised as a son of God or an angel, just to desecrate a holy relic?

Shouldn't he be like Regolas, running a long-term business in Port Liberl and harvesting more souls?

Or is he a short-sighted devil?

Moreover, in this whole incident, where are the real ancestors of Malena's family and the gods served by her ancestors?

There are demons who use magic power to impersonate themselves and deceive

Deceiving their own bloodline and believers, even if it is inconvenient for the gods to directly intervene in the affairs of the material world now, they can always do it by hinting in dreams or sending a messenger, right?

But they did nothing and allowed the entire Sulfaro family to be accused of countless accusations that did not belong to them. In the end, they were sentenced to the second-to-last heaviest punishment: but the problem was that the execution of an entire family had never been used against hereditary nobles, so deprivation of honor and exile of the entire family was almost the heaviest punishment for hereditary nobles.

There are so many confusing points here that Hawthorne can't help but think wildly and imagine some particularly terrible possibilities.

For example...is there a possibility that there is actually nothing wrong with Malena's father, but it is her ancestors who have fallen?

After all, this world is essentially a small pornographic background world. It is normal for holy angels, proud goddesses, and even powerful goddesses to degenerate into evil demons and evil gods because of their awakened desires and then wait for players to overthrow them...

He was thinking about this, but then, Marlena snorted, turned over, and hugged his body: "Let's not talk about these unhappy things, dear, let's continue."

Hawthorne came back to his senses and kissed her cheek gently: "Well, let's continue."

As he said that, he turned Malena over, let her lie on the bed, and lifted her thighs wrapped in stockings onto his shoulders. Then he straightened his waist again and forcefully pushed the terrible weapon into Malena's body.

The seductive moans and crisp collision sounds rang out again, and Malena's towering breasts began to shake back and forth uncontrollably. Hawthorne lowered his head, took another grape from it, and began to speed up his waist slowly, and soon sent her to the peak of happiness again.

……

noon.

When she returned to the door of her house, Lisa's expression became cautious, as if she was expecting but also afraid of something.

However, when she pushed the door open, she saw her mother sitting next to the dining table, giving her a reproachful look: "Why are you back so late? The food is getting cold, Lisa, wash your hands and eat!"

Lisa did not answer. Her big eyes rolled around as she carefully observed her mother's clothes, shoes and socks. She discovered that under her clothes, the extremely sexy full-body black stockings she had worn before were gone, replaced by normal socks that wrapped around her delicate ankles.

She glanced at her mother's face again and found that there was still a lingering blush on her face, and her eyes were moist as if they were about to melt away with satisfaction, indicating that the scene she saw in the morning was not a dream.

On the other side, Marlena was shocked to find that little Lisa had been staring at her. She was afraid that the marks on her body were not cleaned up and her daughter would see something. So she quickly put on a stern face and said, "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face? Go wash your hands and eat!"

Little Lisa responded with an "Ah——", then lowered her head, turned to the kitchen, scooped herself a basin of water, washed her hands, then sat at the dining table, picked up the bread and took big bites.

The meal was eaten very quietly. The two of them, each with their own thoughts, didn't say much, and the atmosphere at the table was a little silent.

After dinner, Malena went to wash the dishes. After little Lisa helped to wipe the table, she rolled her eyes and secretly ran to her mother's room.

Sure enough, in the trash can in Malena's room, a pair of torn black stockings was lying alone.

Little Lisa reached out and picked it up, and she smelled a strong smell coming from Father Hawthorne, her mother, and another strange smell of unknown meaning, all mixed together indistinguishable.

At this time, Marlena, who had just finished cleaning, pushed the door open and saw her actions. She was immediately startled: "Lisa, what are you doing?"

Little Lisa was also startled, she was still holding the damaged black silk in her hand. She quickly pretended that she knew nothing, and said to Marlena calmly: "Mom, new clothes, how could you just throw them away?"

Marlena was a little nervous and stammered, "Ah, that one was already broken when it was made. I wanted to modify it, but I accidentally got it dirty, so I just threw it away."

"Throw it away Lisa, it's dirty."

Little Lisa said "Oh", threw the black stockings back into the trash can, and then went to wash her hands.

But on the way, an idea gradually emerged in her mind.

Mom and Father Hawthorne have a very special and mysterious relationship, and she doesn't want anyone to know about it.

Then I will help my mother keep this secret.

After all, Father Hawthorne is special…

In her heart, strange ideas were slowly forming.

……

In the mirror of the Casalante family, the incarnation of Mephistopheles sat on a chair, cross-legged, and patiently read the information presented by the Casalante mistress.

Frankly speaking, you won’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it. There are quite a few professional adventurers in Libel Port who are suspected to be God’s Chosen Ones and have powerful divine powers behind them!

For example, a ranger who commands a large adult golden dragon beast is suspected to be a brave warrior blessed by the Platinum Dragon God himself.

For example, the little moon elf girl who appeared in the rubble area before, wielding a curved snake-shaped sword, was suspected to be the chosen one of the Moon God.

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For example, the thugs recruited by the Casarant family, the exile who was actually from the Sulfaro family, also looked very much like the chosen one of some evil gods...

This information overlapped with everything, and even Mephistopheles felt a little troublesome when he saw it.

But there is one important point that cannot be ignored: on the night when he descended into the material world, these people were not in the Casalante Theater - they were not even in the Muse area, but somewhere else outside, and there was ample evidence of this.

Of all the people suspected to be the Chosen Ones, only one was present on the scene that day.

Putting all the documents on his left hand, Mephistopheles then picked up the only and heaviest document on his right hand.

Nigel Hawthorne, the most popular young man from Port Liberty recently.

Looking at the name and the information above, Mephistopheles couldn't help but hesitate.

Even though his deeds indicate that he is most likely a chosen one, there is no doubt that the object of this man's faith is the Goddess of Life.

Not to mention that this goddess is now dead, even at her peak, she only had medium-level divine power, not to mention that most of the time, she only had weak divine power.

Did she really have the ability to completely and quietly wipe out Regolas' soul right before her eyes?

Chapter 508 Pressure from the Nobles

The teachings of the Goddess of Life are very noble and are unanimously recognized by kind-hearted people of all races. However, there are very few people who can truly understand and practice her teachings.

Because she advocates respecting and caring for every intelligent life equally, but how many people can do this? Respecting and caring for one's own people is already very difficult, let alone respecting and caring for people of other races?

The racial barriers, discrimination, historical hatred, etc. are like glaciers that cannot be melted. Therefore, even if one agrees with the goddess of life, one can only practice a small part of her ideas and can only sigh at her complete ideal.

So this goddess is actually quite weak. She may really want to save those girls, but she may not be able to do it with her ability.

Therefore, when Mephistopheles saw that Nigel Hawthorne was her believer, he subconsciously wanted to exclude him. However, after looking around, he found that among those who might be the chosen ones, he was the only one who was definitely present at the scene that day, so after excluding the others, he was the only option left.

Moreover, this guy's record is really brilliant. He killed an Abyss Lord at the age of sixteen and was awarded the title of Earl. He can definitely be said to have a promising future.

Even if that "Monpot" is an unknown lord of the abyss, he is still a powerful demon whose strength far exceeds that of the Balrog!

Perhaps... although he is clearly a believer of the Goddess of Life, because his ancestors have extremely noble bloodline, there may be other powerful gods who are silently watching him?

Thinking of this, Mephistopheles gradually came up with an idea.

We have to find a way to catch this guy and then analyze and study him thoroughly!

……

Nangang District.

Sheriff Derek Chauvin stood at the gate of the monastery with several guards, looking anxious. He had heard some inside information, and in March, he would most likely be transferred directly to the central district, a lucrative place, and stay away from the poor and remote Nangang District, where he would enjoy a good life.

He knew that this must be all thanks to Hawthorne's behind-the-scenes efforts. Otherwise, without any background, he would never have gotten such a good opportunity.

Moreover, he knew very well that before the official list was announced, there were still variables in this matter, so he must not offend Hawthorne.

But today, he might really have to offend him.

Because today, he received an order from his superiors to hand over some of the people he was protecting...

So, after knocking on the monastery's door, Xiao Wan couldn't help but feel extremely complicated, and his palms were covered with sweat for a while.

crunch--

Soon, the door of the monastery was opened, and Hawthorne, wearing a black priest's uniform, walked out. Seeing that it was him, he showed a surprised expression: "Oh, Sheriff Shawn, my friend, you came here today, do you have any good news for me?"

Xiao Wan swallowed his saliva and then smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Earl Hawthorne, the following news may make you a little unhappy."

Without waiting for Hawthorne to speak, he hurriedly explained the purpose of his visit: "It's like this, we all know that you participated in the rescue operation of the Casalante Theater a few days ago. This is undoubtedly another prominent achievement."

"But at the same time, some people noticed that you secretly took away some members of the folk art troupe after that. And according to the investigation of the Muse District Guard, some of them may be related to the deaths of some nobles..."

As he said this, his forehead was already covered with sweat. He carefully observed Hawthorne's expression and continued, "So... can you let them come out and cooperate with the Muse District Security Team's investigation?"

Hawthorne nodded slightly: "So that's how it is. I understand."

He glanced at the unfamiliar faces behind Xiao Wan and continued, "To be honest, I brought them back to the monastery to investigate them more deeply.

. Because a demon appeared that day, I suspect there is a deeper cult involvement behind this.”

"This is a mission from the Black Rod Tower, and it concerns the life and death of the city. So, I'm sorry I can't hand them over to you for the time being." He said this, and then changed the subject, "But I promise you, after the investigation is over, I will immediately hand them over to Sheriff Xiao Wan!"

It is still said that, but he still has the final say on when the investigation is considered complete.

This truth made everyone present tremble. As he said this, Hawthorne looked at Shawan with a meaningful expression: "It has been less than half a year since the disaster of the Abyss Lord. Sheriff Shawan, eliminating the possible hidden devil worshipers and their cults is our top priority!"

He was hinting at this greedy man that, after all, their first collaboration and the first time they exchanged interests were both done in the name of "cracking down on cults."

Xiao Wan naturally understood. Seeing Hawthorne give such a perfect reason, his heart immediately fell back into his stomach: "Oh, so that's how it is. Earl Hawthorne is really far-sighted. I admire him, I admire him!"

He laughed a few times and took a step back: "Then you are busy, we won't disturb you."

Hawthorne smiled, nodded, and closed the door. Xiao Wan took a deep breath, turned his head, and spread his hands to the guards: "Look, they are cooperating with the top leaders of the Black Rod Tower and are carrying out more important tasks."

"If you have any requests, just go and talk to the Black Rod Tower. Anyway, I can't put any more pressure on him from my side."

The two guards at the back looked at each other, and finally sighed: "Well, let's go back and report to our superiors first!"

On this side, after closing the door, Hawthorne's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

In any case, these girls have committed murder, and the noble families who were killed will definitely not let it go. The pressure from the families of the dead will soon fall on her.

Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared. Rather, he had been paving the way for this moment since that night.

He then walked to the small shop next to the monastery, where Cuibis was standing guard behind the counter. It was relatively quiet at this time, and no one came to buy daily necessities, so she was not busy.

Without delay, Hawthorne asked immediately, "Cuibis, have the latest newspapers arrived? What does public opinion outside say?"

Upon hearing this, Cuibisi hurriedly took out a thick stack of newspapers from the drawer next to the table.

"Master, look, this is today's latest report. I have bought most of the major newspapers with a wide audience." She said, handing over the newspapers. "Everyone is arguing fiercely. The public seems to wishfully believe that this is a lewd orgy, but there is no evidence at the moment, and no one involved is speaking."

"The nobles are trying their best to deny these speculations, and even seem to be arresting some reporters in the name of 'fighting rumors.'" She summarized the above content and handed the newspaper to Hawthorne. "And the major financial groups have not yet spoken, but it is conceivable that they must be hoping that this matter can be implemented, hoping to use this as an excuse to further weaken the power and influence of the local nobles."

Hawthorne took it and took a quick look at it. The situation was basically consistent with what Cuibisi said. Immediately, he also sighed.

The power struggle between local nobles and multinational conglomerates has been going on for a long time, but because of the decline of the Sein Empire, even without the deliberate favoritism of the former city lord, the local nobles are generally at a disadvantage. One by one, they are kicked to the Senate and no longer hold power.

It is conceivable that if this notoriety is realized, then the people in power in some of the relevant powerful families will definitely be kicked to the Senate to retire.

The vacant positions will be occupied by agents supported by multinational corporations.

Therefore, the nobles would definitely not want to bear this bad reputation. There must have been wise nobles who had figured out the interests involved, but unfortunately, not everyone had this wisdom.

What Hawthorne needs to do is to force everyone to quickly face this reality!

Anyone who dares to put pressure on me will lose their power!

Chapter 509: Teach You to Recognize the Situation