The young bishop looked around expressionlessly, a look of doubt appeared in the sapphire eyes, and asked softly in a tone that had no emotional ups and downs, like a mechanical rod reading:

"Someone cast a magic spell?"

The senior pastor hurriedly took two steps forward and explained:

"Lord Bishop, I made two attempts before you came..."

The young bishop didn't even look at him, shook his head to himself, and continued:

"No, no, it's not like that..."

The priest was so confused that he couldn't get her intentions back.

The young bishop didn't say anything more, and took a few steps forward and began to perform the magic trick.

She closed her eyes slightly, raised her scepter, waved it slowly, and began pacing back and forth in the room.

Although her movements look very gentle and rustic, not fancy or complicated, but between her gestures, she naturally reveals a certain unique sense of beauty and ritual.

As if dancing and presiding over the ceremony, the crowd's eyes widened as they quietly admired the beautiful and holy performance.

If you want to say that the only regret is that the girl bishop obviously has a beautiful face, but he has always kept a straight face without the slightest expression, which makes this performance a little discolored.

If she could put a little smile on her, she would definitely be more beautiful...

Gallo also took it very seriously, and he remembered that it was called the 'ritual dance', which was often used in all kinds of religious ceremonies, and most of the sects had it.

The Miya sect is certainly no exception.

But he didn't practice it because he didn't think it was useful...

After all, there are only a few believers who have no need for this at all...

It seems that when I go back, I will pick up the ritual dance and practice.

Although I am not good at cultivating divine arts, I am still quite confident in my artistic level!

As the ritual dance progressed, a little light began to appear around the young bishop, slowly drifting towards the surroundings.

These scattered lights gradually turn into flowers, which look crystal clear, holy and elegant, very suitable for the atmosphere in front of them, and gradually spread throughout the room, making everyone feel as if they are in a sea of flowers.

Near the ceiling of the room, clouds of light began to appear, clustered together and piled up in the shape of a palace.

The distant and ethereal song wafted through the palace, as if calling for something.

But the phantom of the soul of the dead still did not appear...

At this point, the young bishop also stopped moving, opened his eyes, and silently looked at the scene in front of him.

Her head tilted slightly, and she looked puzzled again, but she didn't say anything.

When the surrounding audience saw such gorgeous visual effects, even the chant that called for the soul sounded, they thought that the ceremony was over and began to applaud.

They are infected by the beauty of the girl, and they are sincerely admired.

But I forgot that this was a consolation ceremony... It's like a farewell party.

The young bishop didn't explain anything, but remained silent, giving his attendants a look.

So a group of attendants hurriedly sent her away, got into the carriage, and left.

From the appearance to the departure, she only said two words in total, and her facial expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

But it's worth 50 gold...

Gallo kept looking in the direction the carriage was leaving, thoughtful...

But before he could summarize his feelings, he was pinched in the face.

"Everyone is gone, but what are you looking at?"

"Is the Bishop beautiful? Is it good-looking? ”

Wentini asked, smirking.

Gallo nodded and replied earnestly:

"Much better looking than me."

"How can I look as good as her?"

Wentini couldn't help but be stunned...

What kind of nonsense is this guy talking about?

I had thought of advising him not to think anything wrong about the young bishop.

Who knew that this guy's thoughts were even more excessive than his thoughts...

But fortunately, when we worked together a few times before, Gallo would occasionally say some inexplicable nonsense, and Wendini got used to it and didn't delve into it.

Just looked at him with that kind of caring and sympathetic eyes, and said softly:

"Let's go eat first, after eating, it's time to work..."

As soon as he heard the two words 'eat', Gallo instantly returned to normal and nodded again and again.

"Good, good!"

Thanks to the riches of the City of Innocence, the sheriff has always been treated well, and this lunch certainly did not disappoint Gallo.

When they had eaten and drunk enough, Captain Martin's men also left, and they took a few maids and servants back for questioning.

The manor suddenly fell silent, and it was Wentini's turn to clean up the aftermath.

Gallo first followed Wendini to the remaining servants of the manor for questioning.

Every servant swears before him that he will never lie.

Gallo would ask Wendini for a small bell, place it in the palm of his hand, and perform a simple magic spell.

If the other side lies, the bell in his hand will ring.

That's why Wentini takes him with him every time she handles a case.

The two worked together and successfully collected several testimonies, and although the bell did not ring, they did not get any useful information.

The Skullcrusher is too secretive...

And Baron House does a lot of evil on weekdays, and there are too many people who hate him...

As for the crime scene, it has long been messed up because of Captain Martin's mess, and it is impossible to find clues.

Wentini was doomed to return home today.

She's used to it anyway...

"If nothing else, I'll go back to the bedroom and see if there's any curse or sorcery left."

Gallo suggested.

"The young and beautiful bishops of the people have taken action personally, where do you need to work blindly?"

Wentini asked angrily.

But soon I thought about it again, anyway, it's coming, and the money always has to be paid, so let him finish the workflow.

So there was no objection.

Gallo, on the other hand, returned to the baron's bedroom, closing his eyes and carefully sensing the residual afterglow of magic in the air.

He thought the visual effects of the young bishop's magic were cool and dazzling, and he wanted to learn it.

When others were presiding over the ceremony before, he had been paying attention to the fluctuations in her breath, and he would come back to review it a little with the aftertaste.

"So... Such... How should it be here? ”

"I guess that's pretty much it... It's cool, but it's not that difficult. ”

"Such a simple magic technique can earn 50 gold, it's really enviable..."

He muttered as his mouth flailed, and his hands flew from side to side, forming various mudras.

For this kind of first-time contact with the divine art, there is still some trouble, and it needs to be assisted with a mudra.

When you become proficient, you won't need it.

Divine magic is so convenient.