Maybe it's because a big meal is so nutritious, and after a night's rest, Bernie is back to life the next day.

But as he approached the slaughtered monastery, he was still shivering with the sudden chill.

The monastery is not very far from the estate of Viscount Sinclair, but passing by a wheat field and a rushing stream, the clusters of buildings are already in view.

However, before it could really get closer, or even at least a thousand meters away, the temperature around it seemed to cross two seasons at once, from summer to winter.

"Master Bernie, why don't we stay here for now."

Seeing this, the guard riding next to him whispered a suggestion, and the other guard next to him also looked solemn.

The reason is not only because of the plummeting temperatures.

It was still early, and the light from the sun overhead was very strong.

But when you look down, the buildings that are slightly hazy under the hills seem to be in another world, and how you look dark and deep.

This situation was obviously not normal, and the two guards, who were transcendentals, were a little nervous after seeing it.

"With Bishop Rhodes here, there will be no problem." Bernie replied, his teeth chattering unconsciously, but his tone and expression were quite calm.

It seems that there is a lot of trust in the leading Bishop of Rhodes.

However, in this regard, the white-robed bishop not far away just tugged at the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words into his stomach.

It's just that his face has changed from a slight relaxation before to a solemn one at this time.

Although I heard some news from the nearby nobles before, in fact, the nobles were afraid of getting into trouble, so they basically did not go deep into the monastery to investigate the situation, but after discovering that the monks in the monastery were all dead, they reported the information in time.

Therefore, the white-robed bishop has just discovered that something is wrong.

He had thought that the monastery had been massacred, perhaps by some bandit gang that was not long-sighted, and he even suspected that some nearby nobleman had acted out of his own eyes.

However, before he arrived at the scene, Bishop Rhodes had already discovered that it could not be a human being who committed the crime, but a devil!

The reason is simple, this widespread phenomenon of coldness can only breed in places where the devil has descended!

And looking at this range, it's not an ordinary devil!

"How can the devil come here...... Are there any variables on it? ”

Secretly surprised, Bishop Rhodes did not hesitate, and raised his hand to signal the team to move on.

And as the sound of horses' hooves hitting the surface of the earth continued to sound, the monastery called Amos also revealed its true face little by little.

It is said to be a courtyard, but in fact it is a vast complex of buildings, or a closed gathering place detached from the world, with its own church, bell tower, infirmary, garden, cemetery, canteen, and so on.

As a whole, it resembles a small town structure, with various buildings standing neatly and orderly on both sides, and a clean and straight stone brick street in the center.

At the same time, as they approached, some details came into view one after another.

Rows of walls were lined with locusts crawling and wriggling, and in the grass on either side, one after another of venomous snakes could be seen tangled and writhing with each other.

Flocks of black crows on the rooftops of many buildings screamed hoarsely as the team approached, and lizards could be seen crawling at intervals on the brick-and-stone streets beneath their feet......

All of this speaks to the fact that there is a lot of darkness entrenched here.

At the same time, a messy corpse scattered throughout the complex also struck their nerves one after another.

Under the eaves, by the well, in the house, in the corridor......

It's been days since the massacre, but the dead bodies still come alive and fresh.

Distorted, frightened, angry, desolate......

There seems to be some invisible force that maintains the emotional outlook of the deceased, and also allows people who walk into this place to clearly feel how cruel what happened at that time.

In this atmosphere, everyone remained absolutely silent, and as they went, only the sound of footsteps and trivial sounds hidden in the depths of their surroundings remained.

And when there was a loud bark of dogs not far away, the knights, who were already solemn, let out a shout, and the horses under them also kicked and stomped rapidly, raising their heads and neighing!

However, as the heavily armed knights rushed towards the courtyard where the sound was heard, they were silenced by what they saw.

In the yard, a flock of hens screamed and scurried at the intruders, and eggs stained with chicken feathers rolled around.

A dog tethered to a wooden hutch grinned at a pack of moths.

But after seeing many menacing armed men, it couldn't help but let out a whimper, and while shrinking into the kennel, its tail was clamped, looking very timid.

The courtyard was quiet, except for the chickens, which were still fleeing like headless flies, and as their wings fanned, the stench was constantly stirred up by the air currents and rushed into the crowd.

Stepping on the muddy surface of and feeling the disgusting and unpleasant smell, everyone looked at each other and felt very embarrassed.

"Let's split up."

After a brief silence, Bishop Rhodes turned to his deputy, a middle-aged knight named Warren, and said, "You lead a group of people in the direction of the cemetery, where some dead bodies may crawl out of the coffins and clean them up. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the brown-haired young man who was quietly following him, "Bernie, you and your people come with me." ”

Bernie nodded, and although he was shivering from the cold, his calm expression looked even more mature than the knights around him, much to the relief of Bishop Rhodes.

But he didn't have any more focus on nurturing young people at the moment.

Although he thought that the discovery of Bernie was more important than the investigation of the monastery, after entering the monastery, Bishop Rhodes's whole mind was on finding out the truth.

In other words, it's all about guessing the specific identity of the murderer behind this.

In fact, Bishop Rhodes already regretted bringing Bernie in at the moment.

Before, he thought about using this massacre to cultivate young people by word and deed.

But now, he found that the murderer who caused the monastery massacre was much stronger than he had imagined-

The large number of locusts and other poisonous insects that infested the surrounding buildings is a common phenomenon that occurs after the arrival of the devil.

But when the normal devil comes, a certain type of livestock within a radius of three miles will die en masse!

Domestic animals such as cows, horses, chickens, or pigs.

However, not to mention the three leagues, even the domestic animals raised by the monastery itself did not have the slightest casualties.

This is not limited to this flock of chickens, they have actually seen many live cows, horses and livestock before.

At the same time, it had been nearly a week, but there were still a lot of dark breaths in the entire building that could give birth to necromancy!

You know, this kind of residue does not refer to what the murderer did, but a natural phenomenon that appears with its own arrival!

It can be compared to the physical odor of human beings, or the spontaneous reaction of the world itself to it as the devil comes.

And this shows that the devil who once came to this monastery must be of a very high level.

At least it won't be lower than the superior devil, maybe even the devil's grand duke!

The former is okay, if the murderer is the latter, it is obviously not something he can deal with.

Even if the other party leaves something behind, maybe their group of people will be wiped out here......

Secretly vigilant, Bishop Rhodes was not frightened to withdraw, after all, speculation is just speculation, and things may not be so bad.

And he wouldn't turn around and run away before he saw real danger......

This seems to be the case.

Until the party reached the heart of the monastery, a towering church, they were in no danger.

It seems that the murderer did not use this place to lay a trap.

On the contrary, it was the situation inside this church that made Bishop Rhodes grit his teeth.

As far as the eye could see, dozens of bones were stacked around the rows of seats in the church, and countless insects were lying on the corpses, some crawling inside and outside the bones, others gnawing on some of the corpses that still had flesh and blood remaining.

The white stone and brick floor of the church was condensed with patches of dry dark red blood at this moment, and with the cold wind swirling in the church, a burst of fishy smell accompanied by the smell of corpses continued to hit the face.

A group of people appeared at the door of the church, but they relatively dispelled a little of the dead air here.

However, when the layers of human figures extended in by the sunlight behind them covered the surface of those corpses and pools of blood, the mixture of light and darkness and blood made the atmosphere in the church even more sad.

Bishop Rhodes' face became embarrassed.

In any case, these people are the monks of the Church, and even the clergy of them need to be the object of protection.

But now they are slaughtered like pigs and dogs in their own churches!

"I need to get back to the bottom of things."

He muttered, untied a string of milky agate stone bracelets from the wide sleeves of his white robe, and turned to command.

"I need to be absolutely focused when casting spells, you pay attention to the clues, and if you find something wrong, interrupt me in time, the devil may ambush me in this regard."

Without waiting for anyone to respond, he fell to his knees in the direction of a towering angel statue in the depths of the church, bowed his head and closed his eyes, and muttered.

A puff of illusory smoke was born out of thin air on the surrounding ground with the murmur of the white-robed bishop, and continued to expand as the murmur continued.

Eventually, the otherwise silent church felt like a gust of wind was blowing, and everything around it was blown and fluttered.

The hazy mist that accompanied the wind was like dust blown up by the storm, completely submerging everyone, but also faintly emerging from it.

It was as if it were happening in a storm, the sound was buried by the roar of the storm, and it was like a mirage that emerged from the depths of the fog as the ship sailed on the foggy sea.

At first, there were only trivial figures such as moths and poisonous insects in these scenes, but gradually, some sloppy figures appeared.

At the end, the picture tends to be stable, and the people who are drowned in the wind can hardly see that in the scene of countless air currents, it is the church at the foot and a massacre in the church that emerges!

It was a massacre, and it was one-sided, the murderer was a stocky figure in a gray wool robe, but he was confronted by a large number of fellow monks.

However, the numerical superiority did not play a role in this matter, but made things quite strange -

The short and fat murderer kept swinging his dagger and slitting the throats of one monk after another, and his movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

However, as the slaughtered party, the group of monks sat on the benches in the church one by one, and let their own throats continue to be cut and bled like pigs, and then they collapsed to the ground!

There was no struggle, no resistance, death just kept happening, the numbers accumulated, collapsed, collapsed, collapsed...... In the end, only the short and fat figure was still standing.

After trembling for a moment, the figure eventually walked out of the church and in a direction other than the frame.

As the frenzied storm subsided, the images in the air flow slowly overlapped with reality, and eventually, the corpses of the tragic deaths merged with the bones of the place.

Bishop Rhodes, who was kneeling on the ground, also opened his eyes at this moment, and then he turned his head to look at the people behind him,

"Did you find any useful clues?"

"I saw the murderer's appearance clearly, and the rest was completely uncertain." One of Bishop Rhodes' deputies replied helplessly.

"Can you identify the murderer?"

"I can only guess that he is a monk here from the way he dresses, but I didn't find this person in the staff of the monastery......

Bishop Rhodes frowned when he heard this, feeling that things were a little tricky.

But at that moment, Bernie, who was standing quietly in the crowd, suddenly spoke: "His name is Mondstadt, and he is probably a swineherd who is in charge of raising pigs in the monastery. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the white-robed bishop looked at the brown-haired young man with a strange expression, and the others were also surprised.

"How do you know?" The tall, lanky lieutenant asked curiously.

"I'll lip out, and this information came from the murderer's mouth."

Bernie replied, "He stabbed the knife and said that Mondstadt the Swineherd would seek revenge on you, and Mondstadt the Swineherd would do what he said, and Mondstadt the Swineherd would take revenge on you...... Well, I repeated it about thirty times. ”

This made everyone quite stunned, and many of them didn't even know what the specific meaning of the word lip was.

Some of those who know, after thinking back about the previous picture, also feel a little incredible.

It's just that the scene just now is actually very blurry as a whole, and occasionally you can see a clear picture of one or two sentences of lips opening and closing, which is already a unique vision.

This one actually saw it all clearly? And also discern the specific meaning?

Because I don't know much about Bernie, people don't think about it for a while.

The white-robed bishop didn't think there was anything unique about this at the moment, just because the kind of picture just now, how much clarity it could have, in addition to the strength of the caster itself, actually had to consider the viewer's physique.

And what could be more peculiar than the physique of a divine servant?

Of course, while it felt reasonable, Bernie was surprised by this skill.

Previously, although Bishop Rhodes valued Bernie, he only valued his potential, and did not have much expectation of his personal ability.

The reason is simple, too young.

Although this person's information clearly records a high talent for business and has already achieved certain achievements, in his opinion, business is not in the stream, let alone a business with a strong background.

It's just that now it seems that he has underestimated this young man who is not yet eighteen years old, not to mention anything else, this learning is really ......

"What did he say besides that?"

Bishop Rhodes asked kindly, his tone similar to before, but with some nuances.

"He also said that the master is coming, and you will die sooner or later, and the master is coming, and you will die sooner or later......"

These words made everyone look at each other.

"Who is the master?"

The adjutant finally couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know." Bernie replied with an unchanging face, "The church where he left as he muttered that." ”

The atmosphere was a little silent until someone said, "Maybe there will be more clues next."

Bishop Rhodes nodded, and after asking the direction in which the swineherd had left, he led the group further towards the depths of the monastery.