236 Chapter 36, the Secret Blasphemy

"Didn't she come out?"

There were whispers from a few girls outside the door.

"No, it's been a whole day without eating or drinking."

"How can we go on like this?"

There was a knock on the door, very polite.

"Chloe, open the door."

Inside the door, Chloe walked around the room restlessly, and when she heard the shouts of other nuns outside the door, she covered her ears, "It's all fake. It's all fake," she repeated.

During the twenty-four hours after returning to the monastery, she had been sitting in her room, not leaving a single step, even the slightest disturbance would make her jump up in shock.

Ever since she saw those grotesque monsters in her nightmares, she has been terrified of her dreams. Tyral Abbey is her second home in this world, and she has never left since she was sent here at the age of nine.

She felt that if the people in the monastery also turned into the monsters she saw before, her spirit might not be able to bear the torture.

"Chloe, open the door. Sister Sannessa asked us to bring your dinner." The nun outside the door said again.

"You put it at the door, I'm a little uncomfortable." She leaned on the door and said.

"You're okay, you've been acting weird since yesterday."

"Very well, you...don't ask too many questions."

"Okay." The nun outside the door hesitated.

"What else is there?" she asked.

"Your family sent a letter."

There was a moment of silence.

creak.

The door opened, and Chloe stood at the door, holding the threshold with one hand, and holding a paper knife in the other hand behind her back.

However, the one standing outside the door was not a monster, but just an ordinary nun. She had a few freckles on her face, was short, and was very simple and kind. She was carrying a dinner plate with broccoli and red bean stew.

"You're finally out."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and handed her a letter with a wax stamp, "Look, it's from England."

Chloe squeezed out a smile, put the paper knife behind her waist without leaving a trace, and took the dinner plate and the letter.

"Thank you, Vivi."

After finishing speaking, a touch of tenderness welled up in her heart, and she lowered her head and kissed her companion on the cheek. The touch really made her want to cry.

The girl blushed, "I hate it, what are you doing." She whispered.

"fine."

Chloe let out a long sigh.

"Let's go back."

The nun's small back disappeared, Chloe closed the door and sat in the room, ignoring the food, but opened the letter immediately.

[Chloe, I found a solution to your magic runaway problem, but you need to go back to England first, don't worry, I will send someone to pick you up. 】

—Love you, Nico.

The letter was very short, and the content did not surprise Chloe at all, because she had received such a letter before in the time and space of the real world.

She came to her dressing table and stroked a black and white photo on the dressing table with her fingers. In the photo was an old man and a little girl as tall as his waist. The background was Big Ben in England.

The little girl smiled happily, and the old man also grinned widely, but now Chloe could see a trace of deep worry and uneasiness from the smiling face of her great-great-great-great-grandfather.

Her childhood memories are already blurred to her. She only vaguely remembers that the streets of London were often flooded with rainwater, and the white mist that filled the sky made everyone look like an isolated island in the sea.

And, of course, the taciturn great-great-great-great-grandfather who seemed oddly his only relative. Although she also has many other relatives, such as uncles, uncles, and aunts, when they look at her, they always have a vague sense of alienation, even her parents are no exception.

She knew the way her parents looked at her, it was respect and fear, but not much love.

She once asked her great-great-great-great-grandfather countless times why her parents never kissed her. Every time, he would tell her with a smile that they love you very much, but they are not good at expressing them. After saying that, he would hug her and kiss her forehead.

Now Chloe no longer believes in these nonsense. She feels that her parents probably really don't love her. After all, she has been in the Tailar Monastery for six or seven years, and they haven't even written a letter to herself.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was because she couldn't control her magic power and always caused trouble to others.

Chloe doesn't think her abilities are special. She also has the blood of wizards in her body. Wizards can always do some weird things. Maybe time travel is just a trivial one.

On the contrary, it was only after she was sent by her grandfather to the Tyrard Monastery in France that she rarely experienced the warmth of home. Everyone here treated her very well, not just with superficial respect and love.

They would play games with her and joke with her. There is the stern and nagging Sanissa 嚒嚒, the silent but gentle Father Reid, the cute and cute companion Vivienne, and the babies who are in charge of their own care, and those babies will giggle when they see themselves during the day Non-stop, at night I saw myself crying and making a fuss.

Father Reid knew her special ability very well. He would come to her room very accurately every time before her magic power went berserk, telling her to calm down, let nature take its course, and give her heart to God.

Although she didn't like the aftereffect of being limp and powerless after the magic runaway, she liked the ethereal feeling that the magic runaway brought her very much. At that moment, as if all obstacles were useless, she could see everything that happened within a radius of 100 meters.

The movement speed of all objects became extremely fast, and people came and went like lightning, moving things in the monastery. The long-term workers in the square kept moving firewood up and down, the chefs in the glass garden came in and out with baskets, the apprentices by the deep well sometimes talked and sometimes whispered, the cats on the roadside chased the dogs, and tomorrow the dogs chased the cats.

The trees were shaking non-stop, the leaves were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flowers were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the gargoyle standing on the top of the church for a thousand years could undergo subtle changes under her eyes.

At that moment, a huge amount of information circulated in her mind, and she could overlook the world, as if she was the real master of this world, and no one could experience what she felt, the realm beyond everything.

But, even so.

She also failed to foresee the final fate of the monastery.

She sat on the edge of the bed, a flash of red flashed in her mind, it was flowing blood.

"hateful!"

Thinking of what happened next, those cold black-robed wizards, she bit her lips tightly, inserted her fingers into her hair, and firmly grasped her scalp.

After a while, she calmed down and picked up the letter again, thinking that if she hadn't received this letter, she might have died in this place.

However, what surprised her was that the letters on the normal letter just started wriggling by themselves, some evaporated, some reorganized, and finally turned into a short sentence.

[Change everything. 】

Chloe shivered and threw the letter out.

The letter paper fluttered and fell to the ground dangling.

Like putting a glass of mellow spirits in front of an alcoholic, the dream directly saw through the most real thoughts in her heart.

"No, no, nothing can be done."

Chloe was talking to herself, she still remembered what Hoffa said to herself at the end.

Don't use entities unless necessary.

That's the famous Occam's razor, and the teenager reminded himself that if you want nothing to happen, do nothing.

She opened the window and looked at Paris at night, trying to use the cold wind outside the window to wake herself up.

There was no cold wind outside the window, but there were fighter planes flying across the sky, and the low roar they made when they flew, and the air defense siren sounding in the distance made her feel even more uneasy.

At this moment, the boundary between reality and fantasy begins to blur.

The simple sentence on the letter began to multiply in her mind like a virus.

【Change everything】

First the Abbey, then Mary. There are too many abnormalities and accidents in this world, which made her deeply feel the impermanence and uncontrollability of fate.

Can it change history? If given the chance.

Maybe try it. At last, she stood up and picked up the letter.

"I'll have to try it," she said.

Pushing open the door, she left her room and walked quickly towards the room where Sister Sannessa was.

She didn't know if the nun was asleep, but she was the leader of the monastery. If she told her the news that the German wizard was coming, maybe she could change the unstoppable things.

In the monastery in the night, there are dim figures shining, which are the shadows formed by the street lamps on the streets of Paris, shining on the ground through the stained glass paintings of Jesus and the Virgin.

Fear was like an indigestible meal in her stomach, and she could only pray silently to God, praying not to encounter that unknown monster.

Fortunately, it seems that the dream has been corrected and made up its mind to stop playing those low-level tricks.

When she came to the door of Sister Sannessa's office, she took a deep breath and wanted to knock on the door. But there was a strange groaning sound from inside the door, which made her hand freeze in front of the door.

"Don't worry, um... wait a minute, is the child okay now?" A man asked in a low voice.

"It should be fine, I asked Vivian to bring her dinner."

"It's really strange. Since I came back yesterday, I feel that she is in a very bad state. She is usually the most lively and laughing." The man said again.

"Are you going to run away with magic again?" the female voice asked in a low voice.

"Impossible." The man said: "I just gave her the magic power a week ago, and it's safe now."

The sound of Xixisuo reached Chloe's ears, and she recognized the owners of the voices as Father Red and Sister Sannessa.

This confused her a bit.

Father Red had always been in charge of mass, confession, and exorcism, and didn't live here, but he still didn't go back to the monastery so late, so he should have left work early.

The voice in the room was somewhat suppressed, and the woman sighed: "Seriously, dear, how much time does she have?"

"I'm afraid it won't be long. The magic power has become more and more violent recently. I worry that I can no longer satisfy this power."

"Even you can't do it?"

"I'm just a servant of God, but I'm not God." The man suddenly became irritable: "Damn! If the source of this power is not cleared, she will be completely sucked dry by the devil in her body sooner or later. God damn it, do such a thing The person must be truly insane.”

After a moment of silence, the woman said: "Send her back, dear, you have been doing this hard work for seven years, maybe her family can handle her problems by themselves."

Chloe suddenly felt terrified. At this moment, she just wanted to go back the same way as soon as possible, and she didn't want to do any unnecessary things anymore. However, that curiosity was like a magnet, firmly holding her feet in place.

"Who doesn't say that?" The man's irritable voice softened, and he let out a long sigh:

"If Flamel had a way, he would have done it long ago, but he didn't. He has tried everything. If there is more, the child can't bear it, and if there is less, the monster will not be happy."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, she naturally has her destiny."

"Yes, don't talk about it, one day is one day, come on."

An urgent and soft voice came from inside the room, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and held it on the doorknob. Some kind of magical power made the door lock useless. With a light push, she pushed the door lock open a thin crack.

The image made her eyes widen and her breath short of breath.

The dimly lit room is glowing with eerie red, the crucifix of Jesus, the position of the nun's daily confession and prayer, and the nun's black and white robe hanging from the table like tassels.

A muscular man stood at his desk with his back to her.

Although separated by a distance of four or five meters, she still recognized the face of the owner of the leg. She closed her eyes and hugged the man's neck. On her shoulder was her painful and enjoying face.

Chloe must have not had time to cover her mouth, or even if she covered her mouth, she still made some noise. The face on the shoulder opened its eyes and stared straight at the nun at the door.

Everything happened too fast, she frantically pushed the man away, and seeing a flash of water, she put on her robe and walked quickly towards Chloe.

Chloe sat down on the ground, her face was flushed, her heart was beating like a drum, and an extremely uncomfortable nausea kept rising from her stomach.

No, it's impossible. The monastery is a sacred place. Father Red and Sister Sannessa are extremely devout believers. How could they do such a sacrilegious thing under the statue of God. Impossible!

The middle-aged nun stood in front of her, clutching her robe.

She had never seen that look on Sannessa's face before, it was a mixture of embarrassment, anger, shame and resignation.

"Listen to my explanation." Chloe said in a panic, "The German wizard is coming. You, you have to get out of here quickly."

After finishing speaking, even she felt that her words were so pale and powerless, and she felt that Sister Sannessa didn't care what she said at all. She just closed her eyes, and her face turned red and white.

A bell rang in the distance, and the nun in the nightmare opened her eyes, "Shut up!" she said tremblingly. "Shut up in confinement and don't come out until next month!"