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"Recently, some students in my class have become a little weird..." Arya whispered.

New Testament grammar school students, feeling weird lately?

Sean and Moonlight couldn't help but bring their heads closer: "What happened to them?"

Aaliyah's expression became solemn: "I thought it was because of the cold weather-a few students always slept in class, and they slept for a day...

"Hearing what you just said, I wondered if they would have also received that terrible invitation to play in the form of clones in the middle of the night, so they couldn't keep up their spirits during the day."

Sean and Moonlight looked at each other: it was possible.

"Those students, do they have anything in common?" Sean tried to ask.

"Um..." Arya recalled the students who were always woken up by her, "They... they seem to be children from the lower city."

"Children from downtown?"

"That's right...Ms. Tarot is the honorary principal of the grammar school. She requires the school to admit some children from the lower city every year and provide them with free admission."

Down Town was a New Testament ghetto, and their families, by common sense, couldn't afford grammar school.

It stands to reason that they should be the hardest students in the class...

How is it possible to sleep in class?

Something like this doesn't make sense.

"Downtown?" Sean frowned. "So to say……"

Thomas Dominic, and Leon Garcia, are down town kids.

Why is this happening?

If the children who sleep in class were also invited by Peter Pan...

Why did he only invite children from poor families?

Once again, Sean stepped into the mist.

"Sean?" Moonlight woke up his partner, "What are your plans?"

Looking at the laughing children brought by the parents around, Sean said: "This matter seems to be getting more and more complicated - I think we'd better use the power of the association.

"We will report the situation to the association, and issue tasks that match the level through the task center...

"Then we'll find another chance to rescue Mrs Dominic.

"This is the most sensible approach."

Even if he has enough strength, even if he has made several leaps and bounds, Sean never swelled to the point that he walked directly into every haunted house...

Yueguang spread out his hand: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go directly to the association to submit the task."

Sean shook his head: "No - the disappearance of Mrs. Dominic, and these drowsy children, is not enough..."

Even thinking of those children, each with a golden ticket stub hidden in their pocket, which is really creepy, Sean still thinks that reporting the association in such a situation may still not be taken seriously——

For example, the red theater was lurking on the White Avenue for many years due to the lack of evidence of its negative impact, without forming a corresponding mission.

A quest must be provided by an explorer to provide evidence to prove the danger of a certain spiritual place.

After all, mysterious events emerge in an endless stream, and exploration resources are limited.

The association can only use this inflexible way to allocate this limited resource.

Therefore, Sean believes that the disappearance of one soul and the lethargy of several children may not attract their attention.

"We need more evidence that he did evil." Sean raised his eyes, "to prove that the existence of that named Pan has caused terrible damage and is a huge threat."

It is only possible to upgrade the corresponding task level, recruit King level or even Ace to remove the threat.

"for example?"

"For example..." Sean looked at the children who were laughing beside their parents, thinking of Thomas who lived alone in the cold house, Arya and Benjamin who were once enclosed in the dark room...

"For example, we can visit children who have no parents to rely on,

"Maybe, in the noisy lower city, they have already disappeared silently..."

——

The narrow windows in the basement let in limited sunlight, illuminating a ridge.

The muscles of the back are bulging, like symmetrical hills with rolling hills, and the latissimus dorsi is as strong as a pair of folded wings...

Light was cast on it, and shining beads of sweat flowed through the intricately brushed tattoos—

It was a "Joshua Crucifixion" that covered the entire back.

The muscles contracted suddenly, and the back threw a fist towards the black sandbag.

Bang!

It was just a punch, a leather sandbag weighing 200 pounds, and the chains creaked, swinging at an exaggerated angle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fists wrapped around the fist belt hit the sandbag again and again, and the boxer kept dodging and moving, while avoiding the sandbag, while attacking the heavy target...

If people who have been trained in boxing see this scene, they will be surprised by such a heavy punch——

This is pro-level punch!

Sweat gushed out from the hairless head, flowing through the wrinkles carved by axe and chisel, like a river flowing into a dense forest, flowing into the beard mixed with many gray and white, and then disappearing.

After more than ten minutes of exercise, Father Fagar Taylor took a cold shower with the tap in the basement, and dried his body with a mottled towel. The dark priest uniform covered up the bulging muscles and scars on his body. man tattoo.

He picked up the "Holy Book" and the diamond-shaped shelf placed on the table with his thick-jointed hands, and he walked out of the basement.

Continuously throwing heavy punches at the sandbag, this is his unique way of "meditation".

As the manager and patron of the Lands-Taro orphanage, his assistant had informed him not long ago that two explorers would come to visit.

"Explorer?" Father Taylor's hard face was a little lost.

These people who haunt the mystery have evoked some old secrets buried in their hearts...

Just like some old things, even if the coffin lid is covered and filled with soil, the sound of knocking on the coffin lid can be heard incessantly in the middle of the night.

For some reason, he had a hunch...

He feels that those things that have been buried for too long will not die, and this time, it seems that it is time to dig the soil to open the "coffin".

"Merciful Father..." The strong heart beat in that large chest, "Give me the courage to face the past."

Father Taylor walked into the reception room of the orphanage, where two explorers were already waiting.

One of them was wearing a dark gray suit with a tall figure, and even indoors, he did not take off his fedora of the same color.

Under the fedora hat, what made the sturdy Taylor take a few more glances was that a deep star was guarded by the thick fog that solidified.

The other person is a little thinner and has an inexplicable artistic temperament. His mask is like a silver mirror undulating with the facial features, and in the silver mirror, someone seems to be playing the piano.

A crescent moon sheds a constant silver light.

"Father Taylor." The lead explorer came over and gave a strong handshake, "I'm the explorer 'Sea of ​​Shimmer', and this is the 'Solo under the Moon'."

Father Taylor shook hands one by one, stared into his eyes through each other's masks, and did not show the panic or disgust towards the explorers that ordinary people would show.

"Who are you?" Sean was keenly aware that Father Taylor had a powerful soul and asked straight to the point, "Are you an exorcist?"

Exorcists are outside the quest system and can fight against mysterious clergy, mostly priests or senior nuns.

However, when the clergy wears the mask of the explorer, he or she can no longer be called "the exorcist".

For example, the pair of brothers and sisters in the Lewin Town incident may be exorcists who belong to the Salvation Church on weekdays~lightnovelpub.net~, but when they wear masks, they only have one identity - explorers.

Therefore, Father Taylor's other identity is very likely to be a colleague of Sean.

Seeing the meaning of the question in Sean's eyes, Father Taylor raised a hand: "Oh, no, I'm not in the quest industry.

"When I was young, in order to fight against evil, I learned some skills, and I haven't let it go yet."

good. Sean nodded.

New Testament journalists appreciate those who choose to use their power to protect themselves and never slack off.

Without continuing to greet each other, Sean asked straight to the point: "Father Taylor, this time we came here mainly to understand some things."

"what's the situation?"

"For example, has this orphanage ever happened, orphaned by evil, or disappeared?"

Most of the children without parental protection in the lower city are in this orphanage.

It is very likely that there is evidence of harm done by the Lord of the Spirits.

Father Taylor did not immediately answer Sean's question. He was a little lost, his eyes seemed to pass through Sean's eyes and fell into the past...

"Father?" Sean called in confusion.

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