Chapter 194 Devoted

Creighton and Adelaide eventually had a conversation about the matter and finally reached an agreement.

The water nymph stayed by the river here until they left Jevo. If anything unusual was found, she asked the birds in the sky to notify them.

The latter gained a certain amount of spiritual growth after devouring the life force of two living people, and was therefore able to do such a thing. Donna can do the same thing and serve as a bridge between them,

The price Clayton paid for this was to help her find her father when he returned to the city.

Adelaide had originally planned to leave this sad place, but she still had some hope for the possibility of finding her lover's body. Clayton's request made her finally decide which side to lean on.

Facing these unfamiliar partners, she finally warned in a cold voice: "As for those tomb robbers whose memories have been erased, I must tell you that their memories will gradually recover after they stay away from this section of the river. , so if you don’t want to think about the conflict, it’s better to stay away from them afterwards.”

Clayton nodded and thanked her for her kindness.

She emphasized: "I will comply with your request. This is because I believe in you."

"You can rest assured that I usually don't break contracts." Clayton answered her, and Donna opened her mouth slightly in surprise behind him.

Adelaide was also stunned, then plunged into the water and disappeared into the waves.

This was obviously a way of saying goodbye. Clayton and his companions turned back in the direction of Gevo. After they were far away, the little girl tugged on her uncle's sleeve and said, "Clayton, you just did it on purpose." Do you want to make her angry?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because you said that you usually don't break contracts. When people say that, others will always think of the possibility of breaking contracts after an accident."

"is that so?"

Clayton was surprised. He also saw Julius's expression of approval and realized that what Donna said was true.

He couldn't help but doubt himself: "But I have always said this, and no one has ever questioned me."

"It seems you need to make some new friends who will tell the truth." Julius said happily. "I really want to know who has been dealing with you before, so that you have a biased understanding of our native language."

"They are all people with a higher social status than you." Clayton choked him. This fact made him regain his confidence: "It doesn't matter, good results will prove everything."

"I need to confess."

"Do I need to confess?"

Two almost opposite ideas popped up in Padre Lewis's mind one after the other.

The door of the church has been sealed by him. No visitors will come here today. Here, he can think, criticize, and recall whether his actions are worthy of the punishment he is receiving today.

As it had been in his childhood, the church became for him once more a place for penance to be experienced, rather than an office for hearing the confessions of others.

He sat on a bench where the audience usually sat, meditating quietly in the darkness. Only the position of the podium was flooded with patterned sunlight through the leaky window, giving it a sacred atmosphere. The skin left by the leatherworker lay flat on his legs, and the blond hair attached to it had lost its luster and was as withered as straw, but the priest's palms still pressed gently on them, caressing them affectionately.

The last time he did this was twelve years ago. When he promised Sevan that he would no longer need to copy holy scriptures, he saw his adopted son's innocent smile and couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair.

Nothing can go back to that time.

Padre Louis had vaguely anticipated the tragedy before it happened.

He had a secret that no one knew - his decision to enter the priesthood was not of his own accord.

Before entering the seminary, he also had his own family and was the seventh child in the family. According to the common sense of occultism, he would have some strange qualities, such as being able to see ghosts and being immune to curses. This kind of power will retreat after growing up, but it allowed him to see the person who changed his life at the most critical moment.

It was a very old woman who came from outside the town on a hot summer day. She claimed to be here to visit relatives. Louis, who was still a child, helped the old woman. He found a tree stump in the shade for her and held her hand. She sat down and gave him a glass of cold water.

The old woman then made two prophecies for him in return.

One is that he will achieve worldly success after becoming a black monk, and the other is that he will feel real pain after seeing a person with bloodshot faces.

The young Louis did not feel happy because of the first prophecy. Instead, he had a prophetic dream that night about the second prophecy that he could not understand. In the dream, he saw that terrifying scene, and his extreme fear caused him to The convulsions and fever kept him lying in bed for a week. When he woke up, he wanted to find the old witch, but was told by his parents that the foreign woman was dead. She died in front of Lacks' house, but Lacks But none of them knew her.

As was customary, dead strangers were buried in the cemetery, and Louise saw her coffin sink into the grave and be covered with thick soil.

As he grew older, he chose to go to the seminary for further studies. The following process was as smooth as the witch's prophecy. The only flaw was that he could not understand the key to miracles no matter what. No one doubted his piety. He was sent back to his hometown to serve the believers. His career was neither high nor low, but it was considered a success for any mortal. However, the bloodshot face covered with spider webs still appeared in his dreams from time to time.

Louis once thought that the symbolic pain would be caused by the death of his relatives, but his parents died of old age, and he was happy for them in the end.

After the old people died, he no longer dreamed, so he once thought that the second prophecy was a mistake of the witch, until he adopted a son and raised him to adulthood. At the same time, the nightmare of his childhood appeared again.

The bloodshot face. Louis' eyes swept across the pioneers in the niches of the church, and his mind gradually emptied.

He never thought that the face would be the face of an evil creature. He knew that those magical things, evil heresy, and evil spirits existed, but he never thought that they would one day break into his ordinary life and break the tranquility of Gevaux.

When he dreamed of that face again, he had a premonition that the prophecy would be fulfilled on his adopted son. He made full preparations to send Sevan to the monastery to study, hoping that the child could accomplish what he could not do and master the real [miracle].

If there was a [miracle], then Sevan might be able to get rid of the shackles of the prophecy.

However, the miracle did not appear, and Sevan came back.

Penance is the last way. Without obtaining a [miracle], you can also stimulate another power through strict penance to resist the power of prophecy or curse. Promising to become a black monk is a shortcut to obtain the penance method. Voluntary priesthood can apply for the penance guidance of the Sincere Brotherhood in the church.

Louis explained the reason, but the child had other ideas. He fell in love with a girl and could not inherit his adoptive father's mantle.

The black priest knew the identity of the girl, including the process of their investigation of Adelaide Lux. After completing his studies and returning home, he had been paying attention to the information of the Lux family, trying to find out the origin of the old woman who made the prophecy. The volumes they found in the document room were also read by him, so he knew that the Lux family was the descendants of the water fairy, which was a kind of dark race.

After knowing this, he did not interfere with the young people's love. He also hoped that the girl would awaken her blood one day and use her power to cover up the prophecy of her ancestors, but the order of the church in Sasha City and the visitor forced him to terminate the plan.

Then Sevan died outside his sight, and the leather was infused with evil energy by the leathermaker to make a strange object.

Louis had to admit the power of fate.

But although his efforts to save his adopted son failed, the prophecy was not completed after all.

The black priest's body swayed slightly on the bench. His hand was still stroking Sevan's hair. His heart was bright and clear. What surprised him was that the grief of bone cutting did not last too long. His sanity was restored. He did not feel the heartbreak that really submerged his blood and soul. After the prophecy that threatened him for nearly thirty years finally came true, he even felt that his heart had become like air, light and floating, not hurt or painful, and extremely relaxed.

All this was like a summer rainstorm, and after the crazy rain, there was a sunny day.

He felt that he should repent for this indifferent reaction, because he not only abandoned his faith for Sevan and allowed the inhuman to mix with his adopted son, but also forced his own child because of his fear of faith. He was so weak and deserved such a result.

But if he should repent, then what was the faint call that sprouted in his heart?

Louis stood up, his hand under the skin of his adopted son, and walked towards the pulpit as if holding a holy object.

A layer of weak white flame slowly spread outward from his fingertips, forcing the evil energy contained in the skin to produce wisps of black smoke. Soon, this almost undetectable white flame spread to all parts of the human skin, burning the fragile tissue along with the evil energy. Ash fragments fell to the ground through his fingers, leaving only a strand of golden hair still in his hand.

[Miracle] finally responded to his call.

Louis opened the holy book, put his adopted son's golden hair in it, and then closed the page.

He blinked and began to feel bored.

The newly acquired miracle could not save his thoughts. He didn't think miracles were good now. It seemed to have become something dispensable.

"What should I do now?" He asked himself, and then gave an answer without thinking: "I'm going to find Adelaide. She might know something."

"Maybe, before I find her, I need to get a gun"