Whispering Poems

Chapter 2622 Father Francois
"Why don't we test the other party? We all hide, and let the illusion disguise itself as Baron Cumming and wait for that guy."

Shade suggested, and Miss Owl agreed to the plan:

"Of course, I don't need to hide. I'll just stand on that branch over there. I'm an owl anyway."

But she didn't fly over immediately:

"But don't underestimate this opponent. A simple illusion is too unreliable."

"Yes, that's why."

Shade took out a toy armor from his pocket, restored it to a human-sized armor, and then used "puppetry" to control it. He made it jump a few times on the ground beside the train track, and Shade stretched out his hand and after a flash of red light, the armor turned into the appearance of Baron Cumming.

"This is not like your teacher's moon illusion. This illusion has a wild and crazy beauty."

Miss Owl commented seriously, but did not delve into it. Instead, she flapped her wings and flew over "Baron Cumming":
"It's not bad. Unless the other party is also proficient in illusion, it's hard to tell at a glance that it's fake. But how are you going to hide it? Or illusion? Or invisibility?"

"so."

As Xia De spoke, he recalled the things that made him angry, and then covered his face with his hands:
"Calm posture."

A pair of curled up stone wings appeared behind him, and as Shad's body surface turned to stone, they closed and covered his body.

Although Miss Owl was watching him cast the spell, she felt that if she looked away, it would be difficult to "find" it easily:
"What kind of strange skill is this? Danister doesn't seem like someone who can teach this kind of magic. What did you learn from her?"

She landed on top of the statue, and Shade released his hands from covering his face and transformed himself back to normal:
"I studied by correspondence and was mostly self-taught."

"But since she has taken a fancy to you, where exactly does your moon talent manifest itself?"

Owl was curious about this, but Shade didn't want to explain:

"It's not the right time to talk about this. The time is almost up. Let's solve this matter first."

"You always remain mysterious. Sometimes I feel like even Danister doesn't understand you."

The chubby, round-faced owl complained as it flapped its wings and flew into the woods. After landing on a branch and turning around, although it clearly felt that the angel statue with its face covered was near the track, it still took more than ten seconds to find it.

The girls led by Miss Bell were already in position outside the area, and they waited patiently. But when the agreed meeting time of 11 o'clock came, no one showed up, so they could only continue to wait.

Thirteen minutes later, another steam train came in the distance. Judging from the shape of the carriage, it was a passenger train, and above the sixth carriage of the train, a man suddenly jumped down from the roof.

The man looked to be in his forties, but upon closer inspection, he had a sense of old age. He was wearing an old black coat, and after the train had gone far away, he looked around, and then he saw the baron walking out of the woods:

"you are late."

The baron said that the man who looked to be in his forties actually explained, and he was obviously helpless:

"When we agreed to meet more than 50 years ago, I thought that steam trains would not be late in 50 years. I didn't expect that after so long of developing the steam industry, the problem of trains being late has not changed. This is indeed my inconsideration."

He held out his hand to the Baron:

"Okay, where's my stuff? I can feel it nearby, now give it to me and we two will never meet again, I promise."

As he said this, he walked towards the baron, who continued to ask:

"I'm very curious, how did you find me back then? Are all ring sorcerers like you so powerful?"

"Yes, ring warlocks are different from ordinary people. It's hard to explain to you."

As he spoke, the man walked over, and the baron took the box out of his pocket and threw it directly to him.

"be careful!"

The man immediately caught it in a panic, opened it impatiently, and immediately widened his eyes because it was empty:
"What do you mean?"

"Mind blast!"

Shade from behind punched him on the back of the head, and the stranger fell forward and was hugged by the armor.

"So simple?"

Xia De reached his hand behind his back again and looked around vigilantly, but nothing happened after waiting for a long time.

The owl flapped its wings and flew around in the sky:
"Nothing. He brought no help, and there were no traps set nearby."

As he spoke, he landed on Shad's shoulder. At the same time, Miss Bell and her men emerged from the woods. They also did not notice any movement.

"So what confidence does this person have?"

"I'm also curious about why he is so confident. Didn't he expect that Baron Cumming has helpers? Leave here first and don't talk here."

Shade put away his armor and used puppetry to manipulate the unconscious stranger into the woods with them.

Because the surrounding environment had been scouted in advance, the witch's followers had already found a temporary camp.

The girls set up guards and defensive spells at the periphery. Shade placed the unconscious man on the ground where the fire had been lit. He first tied him up with the [Sin Chains], then bent over and placed his hand on his forehead:

"He is a fourth-ring warlock, and he has been in the fourth ring for many years. If nothing unexpected happens, he will not have the opportunity to continue to advance. He is not talented enough."

The owl on the shoulder had also transformed into the beautiful witch. She stood behind Shade and took a look, suppressing her nausea:
"His soul age is probably around 80 years old. His youthful appearance is probably the result of a potion or a certain magic. If he hadn't taken the time-sharing potion, he could have lived for at most another ten years. Even if a low-level sorcerer's life span is extended, the difference between him and an ordinary person is not that big after all."

"You can tell the age of a soul? So how old do I look?"

Xia De asked curiously, but Miss Winslet just shook her head:
"It can only see low-level ring sorcerers and ordinary people. Your soul is very powerful, very powerful. I feel that even if I reach the twelfth level, I will definitely not be able to see the age of your soul clearly."

"Okay, let me search."

The girls definitely didn't want to get close to him, so Shade knelt down and took something from the unconscious ring wizard.

However, he did not search his pockets first. Instead, he grabbed the chain around his neck. The thing hanging on the chain was hidden between his shirt and jacket.

The reason for checking this first was that the things that ring sorcerers wear around their necks are usually very important, but this time Shade didn't expect that the thing was too important, because the silver wrench holy emblem was hanging on the chain. He was startled at first, and then shocked:
"The holy emblem of the true god [Lady of Creation]!"

"what?"

Miss Winslet looked over again:

"true or false?"

"I would rather believe that he stole the holy emblem than believe that someone dares to forge the holy emblem of a true god. This holy emblem is his. Wait a moment."

He quickly rummaged through the unconscious old man's belongings and found a wallet, pocket watch, keys, spellcasting materials and other sundries, as well as a frequently read holy book of the Church of Creation.

“This man is truly the clergyman who created the Church!”

Xia De could only accept this result. He stood up and looked at the witch, who frowned slightly:
"Charlotte~"

Miss Bell handed over her teacher's "makeup remover" and splashed it on the old man's face. The face that was deformed by the potion returned to its original state and looked younger.

Of course, Miss Shade and Miss Winslet did not know the local clergy, and Miss Bell, who should not know the local clergy, actually recognized the old man lying on the dead leaves:

"This is Father Francois of the Parish of Willendelle!"

The black-haired young girl briefly explained the other party's identity:

“Miss, when we returned to Willendel for the New Year’s Eve in 1853, didn’t we almost get into trouble because of black market transactions?
I followed your instructions and investigated the identities of those ring-making church wizards who were "fishing" in the black market at that time. Father Francois is one of the few people I can find out the specific identities of. "

But Miss Bell only knew that the other party was indeed a priest of the Willendel Parish, and she didn't know anything else.

"But how did this matter involve the clergy of the Orthodox Church?"

Miss Winslet thought for a moment, then asked Shad:

"If I use some means to force him to speak, would you have any objection?"

"Of course not."

Shade shook his head:

"But I also have friends in the church. If we use potions like truth serum or magic to force questioning, the contracts these church ring warlocks signed with the church when they took up their posts will be triggered. At that time, the church will be able to easily lock down all of us present."

I heard all this from Iluna. It's no joke that no one dares to mess with the Church of the Five Gods:
"I suggest you ask Miss Danister for help. She should be very familiar with the church's methods."

Xia De didn't know what was wrong with what he said. Anyway, Flora Winslet, who was still hesitant, raised her head immediately:

"Don't underestimate me, I also have a way."

Shad looked at Miss Bell, hoping she would say something, but the young girl now had her head down and was looking at the ground, as if there was a precious Rhodes card she had never seen lying under her feet.

So Shade looked at the lady with gray-black hair again, but said nothing. The artist was stared at by him and of course guessed his thoughts:

"It will be okay this time."

Xia De continued to look at her, and the girl, whose cheeks were slightly red, emphasized:

"I have also learned about the church's contract, and of course I have thought about how to crack it. The transmission effect of that contract will be blocked by life and death. I will use magic to summon death to help me, so there will be no problem this time."

Of course she still remembered the last psychic accident, and if Shade hadn't pulled her back in time, she would have almost been lost to death.