Chapter 155: Holy Emblem of the Sun
"We're here."
As the only one who could drive in the three-person team, Leonard took on the task of driving the two-wheeled carriage. After three hours, the night watchmen finally arrived at the small town of Morse after traveling through the country roads.
Klein heard Leonard's call from outside the car, opened the door, and walked out. Looking at the golden wheat field before him, he couldn't help but sigh.
"It's harvest season, it's so beautiful..."
Leonard put down his whip, jumped from the driver's seat, dusted off his windbreaker, and stood beside Klein. His emerald eyes swept across the endless fields. He took a deep breath, as if preparing to recite an impromptu poem to suit the occasion.
But then, he only managed to utter one sentence:
“How beautiful…”
"Unqualified for the role, Mr. Midnight Poet."
A melodious female voice came from behind the two of them. Klein looked back and saw Angel walking out of the car, holding the door frame with one hand and holding the sealed object "Mutated Sun Holy Emblem" in the other. The holy emblem emitted a unique warm and pure wave, like a miniature sun that could not emit visible light, making Angel's fair face even more beautiful and charming.
"No, she said she was just wearing makeup, and it's normal to look better than usual..."
Klein thought to himself, his cheeks slightly hot as he looked away.
A middle-aged man, wearing a black priest's robe, approached the three people. After standing still, he first drew a crimson moon on his chest, and then asked.
"Everyone, are you our friends from St. Selina's Church who came to help us?"
"Yes, you must be Reverend Siel," Leonard took two steps forward and replied, "We've come here specifically to deal with this haunting."
"It's a suspected haunting, sir."
Pastor Siel emphasized loudly, then lowered his voice and continued:
"I'm sorry, I don't want to cause the townspeople to panic too much."
"I understand, but don't worry, we are professionals in handling these matters."
Leonard smiled slightly. He opened his windbreaker, which he never buttoned, and pulled out a bottle of holy water, several bunches of garlic, a silver dagger, and an exquisitely crafted dark holy symbol from the inner pocket like magic.
The townspeople who had heard the conversation and had quietly come forward smiled with satisfaction when they saw his "professional" preparation.
This guy, who is Sequence 7, shouldn't be promoted to "Nightmare". He should switch to the "Actor" path - if there really is such a potion path.
Klein watched Leonard's effortless acting and recalled the "sequence swap" he had seen in Russell's diary. He couldn't help but complain inwardly.
After quickly sending away the surrounding townspeople, the three followed Priest Siel to the only church in the town, which was also the church of the Goddess of Night, the faith of the vast majority of the townspeople.
After settling the carriage, Klein and the other two quickly filled their stomachs with a simple lunch of bread, bacon, and coffee.
"More than half of the six hours have already passed. We need to quickly resolve the haunting here, then recover our strength in batches before driving back to Tingen. Otherwise, we'll all become fools who only know how to praise the sun."
Klein wiped his mouth with a napkin and suggested this to Leonard. Leonard, who was currently in possession of the Holy Symbol of the Sun and was feeling a bit hot from the gradually increasing purifying effect, nodded in agreement.
A Beyonder can endure the effects of this seal for six hours, and if they haven't reached their limit, they can return to an unaffected state by leaving it for more than an hour.
It takes 3 hours to get back to Tingen from here.
Leonard distributed the garlic and holy water he carried to the other two people. The three night watchmen carried these things like charlatans and followed Priest Siel to the "haunted place" closest to the church - the home of an elderly man living alone.
The priest knocked on the door. An old man who had lost his left hand first blocked the crack in the door vigilantly and looked out. After finding that it was the priest from the town, he opened the door attentively and welcomed the four people in.
"Thank you for coming from the city. I have been tormented by the mysterious and terrifying footsteps for two nights. It always reminds me of the days when I participated in the war..."
Leonard was about to walk into the room when Angel stopped him.
From behind, Klein could see that Angel's entire back was tense, as if he was guarding against an attack from somewhere.
Then, he also felt a cold breath flowing out from the door. It was the sensation of his own spirit, indicating that there was indeed a ghost wandering here.
Leonard's expression grew serious. He looked at Pastor Siel, who was in the process of asking the elderly man living alone to leave so as not to interfere with the exorcism, and whispered to Klein:
"There are indeed traces of unclean creatures left here, but they are very weak. It won't be long before the seal will take care of them on its own."
"Now it's your turn, give it a few minutes."
After saying this, the midnight poet smiled strangely and made room in front of the door.
You're obviously the actor...
Klein grumbled inwardly as he hung the dark holy emblem he had received from the other party on his chest. With a pop, he unscrewed the glass bottle of holy water and scattered the holy water around the house. He then broke open some dried garlic he had found from somewhere and threw it one clove at a time into the corner of the room, muttering to himself.
"Goddess of Night..."
"Mother Crimson..."
"Lord of Silence..."
He didn't dare to recite the prayer in full, for fear of attracting the attention of the Goddess of Night, who would see his current behavior and bring down divine punishment on him. Before the haunting problem was solved, he was already solved.
The townspeople who were watching from the side found it quite novel and talked about it a lot, some even whispering comments like "I can feel the warm and pure atmosphere surrounding me". One by one they began to praise the goddess and praised the professionalism of the priests from the big city.
"That's the effect of the Holy Symbol of the Sun!"
Klein felt like a curly-haired baboon in a circus, being judged by the audience. He couldn't help but interrupt his prayer and grumbled softly. He grabbed the holy water bottle beside him and poured it out the door, in front of the townspeople, as if to vent his anger, drawing a burst of joyful shouts.
He suddenly felt that his "Joker" potion had been digested a lot.
…
After a few minutes of "performance", Leonard walked into the room and nodded secretly, indicating that the traces of ghosts around him had been completely removed by the seal.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and threw the last few cloves of garlic into the corner as the final step of "exorcism."
"Okay, this house is now 'clean'. We only have a few finishing touches left. Please leave for now and keep it quiet."
Angel also spoke to the townspeople who were watching at the door.
After witnessing the methods of several "city priests", the townspeople did not express any objection, but left obediently. Even the owner of the house stood at a distance with Priest Siel.
"Okay, you need to divine the cause of this incident, right?"
After closing the door, Angel asked Klein.
Good cooperation!
Klein mentally praised his teammates, took out a piece of white paper, wrote down the divination words, sat down on a chair in the living room, leaned back, and closed his eyes.
Although I know that it was Mr. Azik who caused this trouble, perhaps I can use divination to find out the source of his extraordinary power and solve the problem of his life experience...
He thought and fell into a dream.
In an illusory, hazy world, Klein saw a black pyramid. Its shape was similar to the buildings of ancient civilizations on Earth, but it was inverted, with the tip embedded in the ground, revealing a wide and flat "base".
An inverted pyramid? Is that the style from the southern continent?
Recalling his own knowledge as a history major, Klein opened his eyes, emerged from the dream divination, and told his two teammates what he had seen.
"Sounds like the Balam Empire of the Southern Continent. It's said that the descendants of the so-called God of Death there build inverted pyramids as their own mausoleums. The scene you divined is likely a symbol of the 'God of Death', which is undoubtedly related to ghosts."
Leonard also seemed to have some knowledge of history and immediately pointed out the function of the building.
Another night watchman, Angel, was obviously clueless about everything, his eyes were wandering and he was in a state of confusion.
With a dark laugh, Klein stood up from his chair and walked towards the door.
"Let's go. There are still several haunted places waiting for us. Leonard will exorcise the ghosts while I wear the Holy Symbol of the Sun."
Even if he could digest the potion, he would never do such a stupid thing again.
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