Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Bishop Wenceslas Cardin was leisurely adjusting the machinery at the bulletin board. He had just finished giving the bulletin this afternoon.

The setting sun was filtered through the steel-framed glass and classical stained glass windows, becoming delicate silk, spreading across the antique floor tiles of the church.

Warm sun, engine oil, gears, spices, no out-of-control 'domino mist', it's another beautiful day at St. Hillran's Church.

The tall and lean old man meticulously wore a layered robe, and the repeated golden threads sparkled in the sunset. The church was coated with a layer of gold by the sun, and in the quiet evening, only the sound of gears and motors could be heard in the quiet St. Hillran Church. As a bishop who was peeping at the secret path, Wenceslas enjoyed the ancient, solemn and mysterious atmosphere at this time.

But soon, this beauty turned into horror.

"Is there any room available on the church floor?"

"…His Highness Bonois!"

The sudden appearance of Bonova gave the composure Wenceslas a big fright. From the spiritual intuition warning to the appearance of the angel in front of him, the old Wenceslas felt like he was caught slacking off, even though he was really taking a break.

"…Yes, Your Highness, if you need an office, you can use Room G08. It is a vacant office."

"Thank you, Wenceslas."

"It's my pleasure, praise the steam."

After Bonois greeted, he reached out and pressed the microphone.

"Scott, for the next period of time, G08 will be your temporary office."

"…Your Highness, are you going to let Scott come to work on the church grounds!?"

Wenceslas was so frightened that he quickly straightened his crown.

"No, Your Highness, do you really want to let that lunatic up here?!"

In the Cathedral of Saint Hillan, in addition to the resident angel Bonois Gustave, the master of prophecy Wenceslas Cardin and the mystic scholar Scott Cartwright are in charge of most of the daily affairs of the Cathedral of Saint Hillan.

Among them, Wenceslas, as the bishop of the church, is responsible for the part of the church that acts as a "church" in the open, including daily rituals, diplomatic and social interactions, and rear support for the Mechanical Heart. Scott, who has flexible faith standards, is arranged to live in the basement of the church. As the director of the "Pump Spark" Research Institute, he is responsible for various underground affairs, including some shady operations.

In practical terms, Scott was only responsible to His Highness Bonois, so he was often sent out under the name of the Mechanical Heart to deal with some troublesome matters, but generally not for too long, and it was not worth it for him to find a place to stay on the ground.

Now, His Highness Bonova has forcibly pulled this madman out of the ground... Could it be that some religious sect is going to drive a motor tank to the Saint Hillran Church? ?

Behind Bonois, Scott, with a sullen face, slowly walked over pushing his wheelchair, exuding an aura of reluctance.

"...Boss, can I refuse?"

"Scott, how many times have I told you to watch your words!"

Wenceslas lowered his voice and protested angrily against Scott's disrespectful words.

Scott, who usually liked to argue with him, just glanced at him resentfully, and disappeared around the corner of the church with His Highness Bonois without saying anything.

"There's news from Abraham."

Bonois ignored Scott's negativity.

"The Abrahamic Elders said they will begin preparations for satellite maintenance in the near future and issue a warning to other satellite technology companies."

"It seems that there are still many sensible people in the Abraham family." Scott snorted coldly, "I guess the people above didn't think it was that serious at first, and they wanted to give a hand to the little girl named Janina. Who knew that the little girl was not suitable for handling extraordinary events at all, and this incident ended up causing such a big problem."

"Abraham will not support her."

Scott curled his lips. His evaluation was that this little girl, as a business veteran, had been in the mortal world for too long and had lost her composure in the face of the extraordinary world.

"So what do you want me to do, boss? Are you going to drag me out to the sun? People like me die in the light! Besides, I haven't finished investigating the Harvest Church bombing case you gave me last time!"

"I want you to be responsible for the next connection with the Abraham family."

"What are you connecting with? The tractor issue? Isn't that over? The rest of the inspection is their own business."

Scott was unhappy that he had flown in for work.

"You also found out that the satellite command out of control this time is closely related to the church bombing, but we haven't found it yet."

"So, my spirit is vaguely reminding me that when all these connections are revealed, we will find ourselves in huge trouble. For this upcoming predicament, I need you to prepare in advance. And the church bombing case, this tractor case, and the Abraham incident should be connected and handled together."

"At least for now, Abraham is not suitable to meet with you at the Institute."

These words shut up Scott in the wheelchair. He actually knew all these things, but he still had a problem with overwork.

"Boss, I think..."

"When it's over, you'll get a bonus."

"...Okay, boss, I'll do as you say."

As an old boss for so many years, Bonois has known this bastard's temper very well. He can always find the most appropriate method at the most appropriate time to continue to squeeze Scott's surplus value in the church with the least loss.

"Also, Abraham hopes to restart the 'Divine Punishment' plan."

Scott stopped pushing the wheelchair.

"What's the point of telling us this? This is not something that we, the Steam Church, have to decide. It depends on what the Church of Night thinks."

"I thought you were going to cheer."

"You're wrong, boss. If this had happened more than a hundred years ago, I might have rushed over to hug you and kissed you. But now, I just feel that the Abraham family has begun to be as crazy as moths to a flame in the Fifth Epoch."

Scott's words were very calm, as if the fire in his heart had never burned fiercely.

How could I not feel numb? The first research project of the pump sparks under the ten thousand feet was the "Divine Punishment" project.

In a special and extraordinary event, the Church of Night and the Church of Steam joined forces to kill an angel descending from the starry sky. The battle took place at the newly built St. Julie's Church, and the tiles on the square were blown to pieces by the shells of the Church of Steam.

With the blessing of the Goddess of Night, St. Julie's Church received a pure blessing that could suppress extraordinary power. It was also under the power of the Goddess that the invaders were reduced to ashes in the artillery fire.

Of course, the so-called "God's blessing" was only the official statement, which was what most people in the church got. The two of them knew the real reason for the extraordinary silence, and their level was enough to get in touch with the truth of the matter.

It was also during this battle that Scott met Gloria.

Afterwards, the two churches invited the Abraham family to propose the "God's Punishment" plan, which was to explore the technology that could be used to kill mythical creatures with mortal technology. So under the blessing of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Steam Church imitated the Church of St. Julie and built a Pump Spark Research Institute that could suppress extraordinary power.

Of course, this fantastic plan failed after more than a hundred years, and the "Divine Punishment" weapon was destined to be a delusion from the beginning.

Today's Pump Spark no longer explores these things, but is only used as cutting-edge research experiments for Mortal Technology.

As the host of the "Divine Punishment" plan, a witness of the Battle of St. Julie, and the first director of Pump Spark, Scott was not moved by these idiotic words, but only felt pity.

"You will need to discuss these matters with the Church of Night later." Bonova said.

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Have you seen your wife lately?"

"Gloria? No, she hasn't been home for more than a week. That's how the Church of Night is. The Sleepless Bishop is used as a robot... No, here, robots can take vacations for maintenance."

"As for the information about the Church of Evernight... don't worry, we can't get it from her."

Scott pushed his wheelchair silently to the office door.

"Okay, I admit, I did have some unrealistic expectations."

After saying this, he opened the door and entered the room, locking Bonois out.

Bonova suddenly had an idea and quickly opened the door and entered the room, only to find that Scott and his wheelchair had disappeared long ago, leaving only a robot puppet as a substitute in the room.

"Welcome, Your Highness, please leave a message..."

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On the busy street, Scott slowly pushed his wheelchair to the starting line along with a bunch of gray-haired old men and women.

"The Saint Hillan Cup Wheelchair Racing Competition for seniors is about to start!"