Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

The matter was urgent and could not be delayed any longer, so he had to put aside other doubts for the time being.

Wei Lan got off the carriage and stood at the door of the church.

This afternoon was church choir time. He had thought about it for a long time before coming, and now the only location he could confirm was the last one.

If he couldn't find it here, he really didn't know where to look.

At that time, we can only hold Phoenix's neck and threaten him to hand over this method.

Speaking of Phoenix, he now began to feel curious and confused again.

Wei Lan shook his head when he remembered and walked into the church.

There were no nuns or monks cleaning the door, but inside the wide-open door of the church, there was a group of monks hurrying around preparing for the choir.

It will probably start in a while, and some people are already sitting on the benches inside waiting.

Various candle lights shine without glare, and there are some decorative silks around to add to the atmosphere, in the center of the huge marble steps.

It was the gigantic statue of God, and behind the statue were three arrow-shaped stained glass windows, the light reflected from them illuminating the room.

Wei Lan stared at the statue, his eyes slowly moving upwards. The height of the statue extended all the way to the second floor. He suddenly remembered that when he came here last time, he saw Gemma and the others coming down from here.

The statue of God is of course the closest place to God. Could the sword be on top of God?

Wei Lan swallowed nervously, looking at the monks and nuns who were hurrying to and fro, preparing to sneak up to the corridor on the second floor through the church corridor.

"Your Highness, you can go in and wait first." A nun suddenly spoke behind him. It was the nun who looked so familiar before.

Wei Lan was startled and responded in a panic, then suddenly asked her as if she remembered something:

"By the way, who is the lead singer today?"

The nun bowed and said:

"It's xxx, xx."

Wei Lan nodded, thinking that it wasn't Phoenix, so she asked Gemma and Gabriel again, but neither of them answered.

"This is strange..." Wei Lan muttered to himself, but didn't think much about it. There are so many members in this church, how could it be them?

"Father Phoenix and his colleagues have been summoned to the church recently. They seem to be busy with some matters and rarely come to the church in front to pray." Seeing that he wanted to know so much, the nun interrupted again.

Wei Lan nodded:

"Okay, thank you."

So the nun went downstairs. Wei Lan looked around, turned around and went upstairs to the end of the corridor.

He came in the afternoon and wore flat shoes on purpose, but the thick wooden stairs still made a clattering sound when he stepped on them. As he walked, he wondered where Phoenix had gone.

He left the palace around noon. According to what Xiu Xiu said, he would not even take part in the choir, let alone join as the cantor or altar priest.

But it’s better this way, because when the choir starts, no one will walk around here.

Wei Lan went up to the second floor, where there were extremely narrow corridors on both sides.

When he went up to this corridor for the first time, he was wondering what this place was used for and why there were corridors extending on both sides?

He looked at the ends of the corridors on both sides, which stopped at the left and right of the statue. If the sword was really there, could it be that this extra corridor was built for this purpose?

Wei Lan walked close to the outer wall to prevent people below from accidentally looking up and seeing him. There were two huge round rose windows on both sides of the corridor.

The light from outside filtered in through the stained glass windows, creating a hazy, colorful effect. Even the dancing dust particles could be seen clearly in the light.

He chose the corridor closest to him, and the curved arc soon led him to the side of the huge statue.

If it really is here, and there weren't any twists and turns along the way, it would be wonderful that he could get it just like that.

He had reached the end of the corridor, and the statue in front of him became more concrete, with two of its fingers alone being as thick as his arms.

Below the dazzling view, people were already seated in an orderly manner, the arrangements were complete, and monks and nuns were waiting on both sides, as if they were waiting for the choir to come on stage.

Wei Lan glanced down and then checked the wall around the statue. The area around the flower wall was flat and there was nothing strange about it.

This made him even more anxious. If it wasn't here, then where else could it be?

He began to get more and more anxious, thinking that it must be here, but he did not give up and ran to the other side of the sculpture.

The choir team below has been coming in from both sides.

Wei Lan also searched around the place, but still found nothing. He just let out his anger when the sunlight from the flower window shone on the hem of his skirt.

He looked up and saw that the sun outside was already preparing to go home.

Light...?

Wei Lan muttered to himself, and suddenly thought of the light in the Pope’s room. Wasn’t the light at that time scattered on an unknown wall?

He imagined that the rooms in the monastery were facing west from the third floor, the direction when entering the room was north, and the position where the light shone was east.

And isn’t the east the direction of this church?

The east is where the sun rises. Wei Lan was startled and suddenly looked at the statue as if he thought of something.

On both sides of the statue's head are murals of two flying baby angels.

In the middle is a huge sun with twisted edges, and the sun is painted in gold. If you follow the direction of the light in the Pope's room, then that's where the statue is.

In fact, he had noticed the sun a long time ago. After all, its image was very special.

But after all, it was a mural. It was impossible that it was hollow in the middle and there was a sword inside.

Or perhaps the Pope wanted to prevent him from getting this thing, so he embedded it and the sword into the wall behind the sun.

If that's true, that's too much.

But would they, a group of religious people, do something like incorporating vampires, their greatest enemy, into their own beliefs?

Totally impossible.

Wei Lan felt like his brain was about to explode. Where on earth would he be? He turned around and sat on the ground, leaning against the wall.

The choir members below began to line up in their own lines, holding their instrument scores.

As soon as Wei Lan sat down, he scratched his head in annoyance, and accidentally raised his eyes to look at the direction he came from. Suddenly, he saw something on the wall between the stairs on both sides.

There was actually an ancient clock hanging there.

He frowned and was wondering, then suddenly stood up and turned to look at the position of the sculpture of the sun. The painted surface of the sun was very dazzling when it came into contact with the light, and the straight line just happened to be facing the clock.

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