Soul echo

Chapter 502 Suffering
Although the cultural products of the East can be seen everywhere in Lübeck, the culture of the West is still prevalent in this place, and the proportion of the East culture in this place is less than [-]%.

Therefore, the Hanseatic League and the Nuoji Kingdom cannot learn the golden mean of peaceful coexistence and win-win cooperation.

The dualistic opposition inherent in the Westland culture makes it almost impossible for these two national forces to peacefully share the benefits brought by the Eastern Land route and commodities. They will only try to destroy each other and monopolize everything for themselves.

Even the churches are forcibly combined by the gods. After so many years, they have essentially regarded the priests of other churches as companions regardless of each other, so basically they will not feel bad for other churches—as long as Able to weed out fanatics in time.

Knowing that the God of Conspiracy is most likely the dominant consciousness of the Mind Eater, the Church will try its best to prevent the outbreak of the war between the Hanseatic League and the Kingdom of Nogi, but they cannot dissuade them very well. War is bound to break out.

The only thing they can do now is to find out the God of Conspiracy before the war breaks out, so as not to intensify the war.

However, the eldest son of the current speaker of the Hanseatic League has 'died', and no one knows where the God of Conspiracy has gone, but there is only a rough guess.

——Probably the god of conspiracy has not left the Hanseatic League, because he still wants to start a war.

When Zhong Ye and the others arrived at the Commercial Church in Lübeck, they happened to bump into a middle-aged man with several entourages in luxurious clothes coming out of the church angrily.

They passed the middle-aged man and saw the gloom and anger on his face.

Because the church in Brunswick had already sent a message to the church in Lübeck, stating that Zhong Ye would go to Lübeck and asked them to pay attention to hospitality.

So when Zhong Ye arrived at the church, revealed his identity, and asked to meet the bishop, the priests of the commercial church immediately invited the three of them to a reception room and asked them to wait here for a while.

It was indeed a short wait—Zhong Ye and the others did not wait long, and the bishop of the Commercial Church of Lübeck appeared in front of them.

At this time, Zhong Ye's nostrils fluttered, and there was a bit of doubt in his eyes.

He could smell the perfume of the middle-aged man they passed by at the church door just now on the bishop. If nothing else happened, the bishop should have spent some time in a closed space with that man.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Zhong Ye immediately understood what was going on.

"Has the speaker of the Hanseatic League come to see you?"

If he guessed correctly, the middle-aged man who passed them by before was the current speaker of the Hanseatic League.

The bishop was slightly taken aback, "Your Excellency, how do you know?"

Lily and Lilian, who were sitting beside Zhong Ye, were also very puzzled, not understanding how Zhong Ye deduced it.

Zhong Ye briefly talked about his abilities, and the bishop suddenly realized, and then he sighed.

"You're right, the speaker came to me just now—because I told him that his eldest son might have been swallowed by the Mind Eater long ago, and he came to quarrel with me."

Zhong Ye raised his eyebrows lightly, "He doesn't believe this?"

"I don't believe it." The bishop shook his head and said, "Not only does he not believe it, but he keeps calling us absurd. He doesn't believe that there is such a race in this world... The news of the existence of the Mind Eater has not yet come from the south, Lübeck Nobody knows about it.

"But it's fine if the common people don't know about it. It's impossible for the Speaker not to know, but he just doesn't want to believe it."

The speaker's reaction was not to find ways to avenge his son, but to come to the church to quarrel with the bishop?
Zhong Ye fell silent, his thoughts were going back and forth in his mind.

After a while, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "...the god of conspiracy, I am afraid he is still staying at the house of the speaker."

Everyone present was stunned, looking at Zhong Ye suspiciously, not understanding why he would suddenly jump the topic here.

Moreover, the god of conspiracy is still lurking in the speaker's house?How did he come to this conclusion?
"First of all, the speaker's actions are very strange."

Zhong Ye leaned forward, clasped his hands and fingers, and looked at the bishop, "Why did he come here to quarrel? Isn't it strange? If my previous guess is correct, the chairman's ability to handle affairs should be good, right?" ?”

The bishop nodded after recalling a little bit, "Yes, his political ability is indeed good, otherwise he wouldn't be elected as the speaker."

"Then, the Speaker is a smart man. Would he be so angry that he came to the church to have a big fight with you because of this kind of thing?"

Hearing this, the bishop took a light breath and frowned.

"...In my impression, he seems to have been a father who loves his children many years ago, so it is not surprising to do such a thing."

"Since this is the case, I will boldly guess that the speaker has long since discovered that his eldest son's body is occupied by a monster, so he put on a disguise for himself, in order to protect other family members, so that when he can ask you for help— Just use the same reason as this time.”

The possibility proposed by Zhong Ye made the bishop's eyes widen involuntarily. After thinking about it carefully, he found that this possibility was indeed possible.

However, it is only 'possible'.

"Please introduce me."

Zhong Ye clapped his hands on his thighs, waking the bishop out of his thoughts.

The bishop looked up and saw a pair of serious and dignified eyes.

"I want to visit that speaker!"

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"You did a pretty good job."

The gloomy speaker had just walked home when he heard a frivolous voice coming from the living room. He turned his head and saw a thin figure with almost no bones left leaning against the wall, smiling. He looked at himself non-smilingly.

"What are you doing here?" the speaker asked with a frown.

"Although I am your younger brother now, I have been your son for more than ten years, so what if I came to see my mother?" The skinny figure grinned, showing a terrifying smile, "Now mother But you are so heartbroken about me, why don't you tell her about it, so that she can be happy?

"The son is not dead, and the annoying brother of the husband has completely disappeared. Isn't this everyone's satisfaction?"

As he said that, the man paused for a moment, and said with a hey smile, "Is it possible that you plan to let your younger brother die like this? Then let me become your son again?"

"Shut up!" The speaker stared angrily, furiously, "Don't touch Alfonso!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and the man shook his head, "It's really boring... As long as you do what I say, I won't do anything."

The man walked towards the speaker, and when he passed by the speaker, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, smiling slightly: "Come on, my plan is about to be completed, as long as I save enough capital, I will leave Here, never come back."

After saying that, he whistled and staggered out of the villa.

After the figure who used to be his younger brother left, the glaring speaker lowered his eyes tiredly, and walked towards his room with a heavy body.

On the way, he met many servants, and they bowed to him one after another, but the speaker kept his head down and ignored them.

With similar smiles on their faces, the servants watched their master open the door and walked into the room, and then withdrew their faint gaze.

In the room, the curtains were all drawn, and in the thick darkness, there was a low sobbing sound one after another.

The speaker followed the sound and hugged his wife who wrapped herself in a blanket.

He had it for a while too, when his 'eldest son' had a showdown with him at age 12, only to get through it later because he had other family members.

For that so-called 'plan', he tried his best to become the speaker, and in order to protect his family, he handed over the highly addictive hallucinogens to his younger brother, and raised his second son Alfonso to be a A 'retarded' who only loves art.

That way, they would stay away from him and not be targeted by that guy.

But he never expected that someone would be able to trace the identity of that guy.

In order to get rid of the investigation, the guy had to let his eldest son die-even though his eldest son died in the summer when he was eight years old.

Then, that guy possessed his own younger brother, and his family lost one more.

I hope... I only hope that the bishop can understand his hint...

— Time is running out!

(End of this chapter)