Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

The mature and elegant Mr. White looked out the window anxiously from time to time, and was often stimulated by the sunlight that could break through the dust mist, and he had been curled up in the shadow of the living room.

Klein took out his pocket watch from his jacket pocket and glanced at it roughly.

After some negotiation, Mr. White agreed to temporarily hand over some of Emlyn's items to him to solve the case, and entrusted his wife to go home and retrieve those items.

These include, some photos, and some intimate items about his hobbies.

Finally, when Klein drank his third glass of water and began to think about whether to go to the bathroom, the door was knocked.

"It should be my wife."

Mr. White, who had never touched anything after entering the room, got up and followed behind Klein, walking towards the porch.

Unlike when she left, Mrs. White, who was holding a paper bag in her hand, also held an umbrella, completely hiding herself under the shade made by the umbrella.

Ladies, if you and your husband really don't want to be suspected, why not come in the afternoon?

No one would be holding an umbrella when the sun is not so hot... The corners of Klein's mouth rose slightly, making way for the White couple who were busy taking the umbrella from his wife.

Sitting down again, Mrs. White pushed the paper bag in her arms onto the table, and then took out two more photos from the pocket of her coat.

Klein looked at the two photos of Emlyn White from different periods on the table.

One is almost identical to the red-eyed youth he saw in the dream, while the other is relatively mature. According to Mr. White, this seems to be his son's dress when applying for the hospital, and he looks tougher than he originally looked. .

Although he is unlikely to use these photos, Klein still pretended to look at it for a long time, silently familiarized with dozens of numbers, and then picked up the paper bag on the table, his hands that were still a little hard suddenly paused. .

Wait, this touch, what is this?

Through a thin layer of kraft paper, Klein's hands stroked along the raised unevenness, and with a little force with his fingers, he actually felt the shape of the joints of the human body?

Could it be that Emlyn White's so-called art is more perverted?

No, if that's the case, it's impossible for these two couples to give me this kind of thing.

It can't be because of the common sense difference between vampires and humans that they think this is not a problem, right?

Klein's face slowly turned gloomy. He tried his best to keep a smile on the corner of his mouth, his muscles were on alert, and he slowly pulled out something hidden in a paper bag.

Ah~ sure enough, the evil vampire is hiding something shady in the paper bag.

Klein looked at the female doll with lifelike features, blond hair and blue eyes, handsome and heroic, and wearing silver full-body armor. The clown's self-control ability disintegrated little by little, and his mouth was round.

I am super, two-dimensional!

One thing to say, Klein Moretti, or Zhou Mingrui, he never imagined that after transmigration, he would be able to see something more kind to him than what Huang Tao, the transmigrator senior, copied.

Isn't this saber?

Are you not afraid of Xingyue suing you for infringement if you are not in the same world?

He could think with his toes that this was definitely the product of Emperor Roselle's spreading of earth culture, and this poor Emlyn White should be one of the victims.

Lightly placed the doll in his hand on the table and shaped it, Klein smiled stiffly.

"Mr. White, are you sure this is the artwork your son has always liked?"

"Yes." Mr. White, with soft features and a strong scholar's temperament, coughed lightly and nodded.

Spirit Vision turned on silently, and Klein glanced at the items on the table to confirm that it was just an ordinary piece of art, not some terrifying taboo doll made from human bodies.

It seems that the earth's rich cultural industry has poisoned my brain... Klein first shook his head in self-denial, and then picked up the two photos that had been left out.

"Please rest assured, I will do my best to help you find your son."

......

Watching the pair of scarlet-eyed, incomparably conspicuous couple get into the carriage, Klein waved his hand before closing the door.

I seem to have mastered another occult trick in the future... He let out a long sigh of relief and slowly walked back to the living room where Emlyn White related items were kept.

In the future, if you meet someone with scarlet eyes and a high-level appearance, you can first observe his hobbies and habits. If he is contrary to ordinary people, he must be a vampire!

The puppet knight in silver armor pointed his majestic sword into the distance. Klein silently watched her delicate and vivid facial features, coughed lightly, and then said like a thief that everything on the table was stuffed into a paper bag and walked to the bathroom. direction of the room.

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At noon, the golden church absorbs the temperature of the sun. The holy emblem of life inscribed on the spire and the outer wall exudes an invisible gentleness. Symbols such as wheat ears, flowers and spring water are surrounded by the simple-painted baby in the center, and the surrounding ones. The architectural style is quite different.

Klein looked at this small church, which was out of step with the tone of Backlund's industrial city, and found that there didn't seem to be many believers in it.

The scale of this church is not even as big as St. Samuel's Church in Tingen... He held the paper bag in his arms, tapped the ground with his cane, and walked in from the main entrance step by step.

In the hall of the church, rows of empty seats are neatly arranged, and facing the gate is a huge sacred emblem of life. Even at noon, the candles on both sides are lit, and the altar in the center is surrounded by candlelight. A tall bishop crawls here reverently, his deep voice echoing in the air.

Just looking at the back, just from the muscular lines protruding from the corner of his back and the wide bishop's robe, Klein could feel a strong sense of oppression from this huge bishop.

Are the people of Dadi Church so "simple"?

I've only heard before that they encourage believers and priests to cultivate their own crops, experience the joy of harvest, and hone themselves on the journey of life.

I thought it was just a rhetoric at first, but I didn't expect their priest to be so outrageous... Klein stared blankly at the muscle line of the bishop crawling in front of the altar, and swallowed silently. saliva.

Suddenly, the calm hill resumed breathing.

The tall, muscular bishop slowly got up and looked at the visitor behind him.

Although no sound was made during this process, Klein's spirituality was still keenly aware of an abnormal change.

The moment the bishop got up just now, the entire church seemed to be shaking.

The brows are light and sparse, the corners of the eyes are full of fine wrinkles, and the bishop with light blue eyes slowly moved forward, staring at Klein, and said in a gentle tone:

"Welcome to the Church of the Mother Goddess. Whether you believe in it or not, as the mother of the earth and her family, we welcome every creature in need."

"You are the bishop of this church?" Klein looked at the absurdly tall middle-aged man and stood up straighter unconsciously.

The tall bishop shook his head, a gentle tone that did not match his sturdy stature.

"My name is Utravsky, and I prefer to be called a priest."

Father... Klein pursed his lips, and glanced calmly at Father Utravsky's feet.

After all, he had also received knight training for a period of time, and after being promoted to "Magician", his observation of human body movements became more acute.

So it was easy to see that Bishop Utravsky, who claimed to be a priest, had the feeling of a heavily armored knight when he walked. With his amazing height and strong body, Klein had to be curious about the priest's origin.

"I take the liberty to ask, Mr. Father, you seem to be a Feysac, how can you believe in the Mother Earth and come to manage the church in a country where there are almost no believers of the Mother Earth?"

The brown bishop's uniform was obedient to the surface of his body, and Father Utravsky slowly turned around and looked at the sacred emblem of the earth behind him.

"I come from Indo on the coast of the Mid-Sea, a sinner who committed great crimes through fanaticism and fighting."

In short, he was a pirate?

Klein nodded slightly in confusion, and the paper bag wrapped around his arms pressed the head of the cane.

"In my hometown, I committed serious crimes and ended up being a murderous pirate to avoid punishment."

"Like other villains at sea, I have committed many appalling sins, but fortunately, before I really fell into the **** of the soul, I met the missionary of the mother goddess and was rescued, becoming another A lamb repented by the radiance of the Mother God."

The priest, who is more than two meters tall, slowly bowed his body, then looked at Klein and answered another question.

"As for why I came to Ruen to preside over this church, I think this is my duty as a believer, and it is also the duty that every preacher should fulfill."

"We can't sit back and enjoy the fruits of the former, and always be satisfied with areas where the belief in the mother goddess is developed. Instead, we must actively spread the joy purely derived from life itself, so that more people can experience the mercy of the goddess and escape from the misery of the mundane world."

"At the same time, this is also my **** repentance for the past. Only more good deeds can quell those resentful souls who died because of me."

The priest's peaceful and clean voice echoed in the empty hall. Klein, whose muscles were stiff, smiled with difficulty, and bowed respectfully to him.

Compared with the priest in front of him who was illuminated by the radiance of the gods and who had lost his way, Klein himself seemed insignificant and ashamed whether it was his belief in the goddess or the respect he deserved for "mystery".

But now that I have accepted the commission, I still have to give it a try to see if I can get Emlyn White out of the church grounds.

With the help of the dolls provided by the Whites at home, Klein fortuned some information about Emlyn White.

In the end, it was basically determined that this family of vampires could basically be called a good citizen, and because of the keys left by members of the Abraham family, Emlyn White, who was caught by the priest, could be called harmless to humans and animals.

What kind of bad thoughts can a two-dimensional person who is addicted to dolls have?

And according to the enthusiastic addition of "Mystery", blood clans like Emlyn White and his parents are basically the lowest-level existences, equivalent to ordinary Sequence Seven, and the one-on-one combat power is not necessarily as strong as Klein, the only one that can be praised It is far beyond the life expectancy of ordinary people.

"Mr. Father, I'm here to ask you something." Klein took two steps back so that his neck wouldn't get sore from looking up.

"What's the matter?" The benevolent priest nodded slightly.

"It's like this, a young man named Emlyn White seems to have walked into this church a few days ago and never came out. His parents entrusted me to investigate and want to see their son as soon as possible. "

Klein looked at Bishop Utravsky's clear eyes expectantly, and saw the half-giant bishop nodded slowly, and then said:

"No problem, if his family is already concerned, he can go home anytime."

Clam?

Klein's eyebrows jumped obviously.

He never thought it would be so simple.

Even if it is a kind night watchman, when a wild Beyonder is caught underground, he will go through a strict review to see if the situation restores his freedom.

Is the Earth Church so casual?

Could it not be because this is just a small church and because of various factors, Bishop Utravsky agreed to release Emlyn White so easily?

Klein looked around and found that since he entered the church, he did not seem to have seen any other clergy.

"Then where is he, can I see him first?"

"Of course there's no problem." Utravsky nodded gently, his hill-like body flexibly turned around, and led Klein to the room behind the hall.

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Bishop Utravsky walked past his room and knocked lightly on the door next door.

"Harvest...joy...mother inspires..."

Dong Dong Dong... Under Klein's increasingly scattered eyes, Bishop Utravsky knocked a few more times.

If I heard right, Emlyn White, who lives here, is reciting the Holy Mother Earth's scripture?

Different from the various situations he imagined, Emlyn White was not locked in the cold underground and entertained by various holy waters, but was allocated a room specially, and the only thing that could be regarded as punishment was reciting the Mother Earth Goddess. of the Holy Scriptures.

Hearing the stumbling, incoherent, neutral voice, Klein rubbed his cheeks, looked blankly at a pale-skinned young man who opened the door, looked at Bishop Utravsky with some fear, and looked up. Chin said:

"I'm not finished yet."

Oh... Sure enough, this is Emlyn White.

Seeing the vampire who was as stubborn as a primary school student and didn't dare to look directly at Bishop Utravsky, Klein silently took out the doll that looked very much like a king from the paper bag, his voice low.

"Are you Emlyn White?"

Emlyn, who had scarlet eyes, looked sideways, only to realize that there was another man standing beside the priest's large body.

It's just that his eyes didn't stay on Klein for long, but quickly glanced at what Klein was holding, and his body trembled visibly.

He looked at the doll's delicate face affectionately, and touched his cheek with a trembling right hand.

"Illusions, I actually had hallucinations."

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