The washing room looks like a small building. In fact, only the upper floor is a confessional room. The lower floor is a pavilion structure, surrounded by water on all sides, and the foundation is only high above the water surface.

There was nothing but a cushion in the confession room, and it didn't take long for a few people to conduct an all-round inspection, and of course they didn't find any clues.

After walking out of the door of the confessional room, Yale immediately said the idea planned in his chest: "We have already checked the main building of this monastery, but we have found nothing, and there is no time to waste any more."

"In order to solve it as soon as possible, I decided to spread out the people and search a fixed area for each person. Re-gather and investigate every other night to prevent blind spots. Do you have any objections?"

Hearing this, all the members of the Black Seat nodded. This method seemed to be more efficient than running around like a headless fly.

"That's it, please, Your Excellency the priest, arrange the accommodation according to my decision tonight." The black-haired knight glanced at Aldred, and after obtaining the agreement of the other party, he immediately announced the personnel allocation:

"Jardi Road (Beverly) is in charge of the theological hall, Severn Gadu (Clarke) is in charge of the prayer hall and the shrine hall, Chris (Arcia) is in charge of the liturgical hall, and Konitz (Kara) is in charge of the sacristy and the rear In the whole corridor of the washing room, Weiss (Nicole) is in charge of the first floor of the nun's dormitory, and Magdalen (Lydia) is in charge of the second floor of the nun's dormitory... I am in charge of the rest of the interior of the cemetery corridor, and Kula (Bruno) is in charge of the outside of the cemetery corridor. Including the area of ​​the corridor itself."

"Remember the area you are responsible for. We gather at the Holy Sepulcher at six o'clock every night."

After Yale finished speaking, he looked at Dr. Fairy who was gradually recovering his strength, and said slowly, "Sharan, you're out of the question, freely use your abilities to help us."

"Understood..." Verity replied, obviously absent-minded.

The knight knew that she was hit too hard and her self-confidence was shaken, so she didn't pay much attention:

"Finally, if you find a change, if there is no decisive need, don't be reckless. It's better to notify me first, and that's it, disband on the spot!"

The priest watched all this silently, and couldn't help but feel limited panic in his heart. The performance of this group of people was a little too well-trained, and their style was capable and old-fashioned.

No, compared to the disciplined army, the thinking of this group of people is obviously more agile. Could it be that...they are mysterious troops affiliated to the empire?

If I do this, will it bring disaster to the church? But...the matter is now there is no choice.

To be so crooked, you can't blame Aldred. As a priest who has been in a closed environment for a long time, the priest's knowledge is actually very low.

Of course, he would never have imagined that the obelisk would have such a boring second seat, and he would co-organize a spirit exploration club with others and intervene in church affairs by accident.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency?"

The voice that sounded in his ears pulled Aldred out of his thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, those green and faint eyes were staring at him close at hand.

He quickly cleared his throat and said quickly, "I'm listening! I'm listening!"

"Now, please assign us a place to stay."

"No problem, please come with me."

...

Priest Aldred had arranged everything for them, and it was midnight, and it just so happened that the habitual sense of responsibility of the knights made them unwilling to sleep.

Yale and Bruno searched inside and outside the corridor of the cemetery, respectively. The black-haired knight greeted his companions and went deeper into the corridor of the cemetery.

The silver-haired knight, who was tossed to the point of collapse by the nun's costume, was able to breathe. Wearing this dress in front of his friends was too embarrassing.

The cold wind was quite strong at night, but for Bruno, the colder the weather, the better the spirit, just as he checked the cemetery corridor and was searching south.

Halfway through the road, in the darkness, I heard the sound of a night owl screaming from the west. The sound was high and low, and the rustling continued for a long time.

"What kind of bird's voice is so ugly?" The silver-haired knight walked over immediately, wanting to see what happened.

...

Inside the prayer hall

The deceased Annis, who was praying to the icon alone, stood up stiffly, glanced at the time on the wall clock, shook off the dust on the sacrificial clothes, turned off the lights, and left the prayer hall.

Stepping out of the hall door, a gust of wind with a biting chill poured into his collar in an instant.

The deputy priest felt cold, shivered violently, stopped to tidy up his clothes, sealed his collar tightly, and then continued to stay.

In front of a familiar grove, Annis stepped into it with his forefoot, and the bleak autumn wind suddenly blew, extinguishing the oil lamp in his hand.

On the branches of the dead trees, the drooping branches are dancing and fluttering with the sudden cold wind...

At this time, the floating clouds in the sky just covered the cold crescent moon.

The night is darker.

In the woods, the harsh wind sounded like a baby crying.

In this forest where his fingers could not be seen, Annis could not move forward, and could only wait patiently for the wind to blow the clouds. However, this wait seems to be endless.

He didn't know how long he had been standing, but after about ten minutes, it was dark all around, and he still couldn't see a single light.

It's not the way to wait any longer, let's go groping.

The deputy priest relied on his intuition, groping forward, and before he took a few steps, he ran into a dead tree head-on. He was dizzy with pain, and he took another step after slowing down.

Boom-boom-boom-!

At this time, as if floating from the cracks in the ground, the faint sound of bells came from behind, both real and illusory.

Not the sound of the monastery bell!

Annis turned around alertly, the clouds in the sky cracked a slit, and it was quickly filled up again, but with this momentary moonlight, he saw half a broken face suspended in the air...

That face suddenly opened its mouth, and sent a thin, no longer shrill scream into his ear:

This sound seemed to come from outside the sky, and it seemed to be hovering around, high and low, suddenly fast and slow, and the chill was threatening. The deputy priest unconsciously froze in place, as if he had been taken out of time to think, stunned.

"Step aside!"

A sudden snort awakened Annis from the muddle. He only felt a gust of wind suddenly passing by, with a hint of warm fragrance...

In the dark space ahead, there were dense sounds in an instant, the sound of branches breaking, the sound of leather boots hitting the ground, the shrill hissing sound of broken clothes... if there was a sound of gasping...

The deputy priest Fuzhi touched the cross in his heart, and was moved to tears: "Angel! The other party must be an angel sent by God to save him!"

boom! A violent roar rushed over, and at the same time, the angel hummed slightly, which entered his ears.

She is hurt!