A stinging pain suddenly came from his chest, accompanied by the touch of the warm soles of his feet scratching and moving, as if a beast holding food was dragging his neck.

Bernie's words were unconsciously stunned.

"What's wrong?"

The middle-aged bishop, who was asking Bernie about his condition, noticed his anomaly, especially the squirming bulge on Bernie's chest.

"A little problem."

As he spoke, Bernie lowered his head and tugged at his collar, revealing the little thing that was biting at his chest,

"I've got a turtle with me - what is it?"

His last sentence referred to a slowly spreading golden stripe on his chest, roughly in the shape of wings.

"This ...... Perhaps a gift left to you by the angels and the Holy Spirit when they left, it looks like a transcendent ability that is brewing. ”

Bishop Rhodes said with some uncertainty, for it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

Then, as if sensing that Bernie would ask about the origin of the Holy Spirit, he pointed to the necklace on Bernie's chest,

"Every deity receives the gaze of the Holy Spirit when awakened, and likewise turns an ordinary item into a holy relic, and your necklace is such a holy relic, which activates itself when you are in danger and then builds a passage with the Holy Spirit. You can only use it once, though. ”

Bernie nodded abruptly, pretending to understand.

After casually turning the turtle in the collar over and making it face away from the trouble, he didn't think much about the extraordinary traces that appeared on his body, and began to continue the previous topic.

At this time, they were still in the sealed place, and the light around them was dim, but the dark aura was basically gone, and a faint burst of ethereal ballads appeared, which made the nervous few people unconsciously relax a lot.

However, the mood is relaxed, but the behavior is not slack.

Not far away, Tracy and Elinor were staring at the swineherd Monds, who had survived the previous battle but was still asleep during the ceremony.

The female devil, who was sealed into a dark red diamond-shaped crystal by the golden angels, was handed over to the Bishop of Rhodes by Bernie.

At the same time, Bernie is still telling about his own ordeal.

"But I don't know exactly why I was able to get out of that monastery illusion, maybe my supernatural abilities happened to touch the rules there."

"What did you see after you broke away?" Bishop Rhodes asked with a solemn face.

He came here overnight, originally because he could only temporarily choose another direction to re-investigate after losing the clue of the murderer, and by the way, to ensure the safety of the gods.

For everything that happened here, he never expected it before he came, it was really sudden.

And now, although the personnel are safe and the murderer has been successfully caught, it has led to a more fatal problem-

The devil who sealed here has broken the seal and disappeared!

Ymir Wollaston Morningstar.

He didn't know much about the meaning of the name, as the Church strictly forbade non-witchers to delve into Hell, and even more so to prevent ordinary members from knowing the real name of the Devil.

At the same time, there are often no relevant records within the church of a devil seal of this level, so as not to be found by the infiltrated hell forces.

But from the specifications here, Bishop Rhodes can feel that the devil who was originally sealed in the sarcophagus must be a top-level devil who can cause a catastrophe!

Corresponding to the kind of sky vision he had seen before he came in, he even dared to guess that what was sealed here might be a certain demon king!

However, if it's really a demon king, then things are terrible......

"Then I noticed a sneaky figure guarding the entrance of the cave, so I carried Tracy and them out of that door, and then I came here and saw the coffin."

Bernie was still answering the white cardinal's question.

This is also the same as some of the discoveries that Rhodes made when he came, but unfortunately he wanted to go outside to arrest the little character for interrogation after the angel left, but the other party had already disappeared.

"There's nothing in there anymore, but you can guess that it's a seal, and there happens to be a female devil outside, so I thought I might be able to seal her by putting her in a coffin...... You know what happened after that. ”

"You made the right choice."

Bishop Rhodes nodded solemnly,

"Sealing a high-ranking devil who is proficient in escaping is not an easy task in normal times, and the price to pay will be much more than we have now."

When he said this, he wanted to show a smile and express his appreciation, but the situation around him really made him feel heavy, and his main mind was on how to report this matter at this time.

But the debriefing must first get the whole thing straight, and at the same time, it is better to find clues to the devil who broke the seal.

After asking a few more detailed questions, Bishop Rhodes fell to his knees, ready to use his backtracking ability to see the details.

It's a pity that his retrospective didn't take effect this time, or it didn't get the desired results-

There is a serious force interference here, and it is barely used, and what I see is not everything that happened before, but only some fragments, before the sealing door is opened.

Obviously, after the door opened, or rather after the Swineherd Mondstadt performed the Dream Ritual in the Sealed Place, everything that happened here had been obscured.

Bishop Rhodes was not surprised by this, as the ability to backtrack, while useful, often does not work as well as it should in most high-stakes and otherworldly events.

So he stood up and looked directly at the unconscious Swineherd Mund.

The ritual connected to the sealed sarcophagus succeeded in sparing the Humpty Dumpty murderer from the previous battle and gave them clues to follow.

However, when Bishop Rhodes looked closely, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Just because the ceremony under the other party seems to be so simple!

It's so simple that it seems that any ordinary person can arrange it, and the materials needed are not high-level items.

However, this is not at all in line with Bishop Rhodes' perception -

The higher the level of ritual, the more powerful the effect will be, this is the general consensus of the transcendent class.

But right now, judging from the complexity of this, it is simply a low-level ritual, and it can play such a great effect?

Although it seems that this is because of the use of the sarcophagus and the power of the demon who was originally sealed here,

But the ability of a single low-level ritual to pry and harness this power was something that Rhodes had never dared to think of before......

He therefore stood cautiously in place, not daring to forcibly interrupt the ritual, which was still running despite its weakness, for fear that this seemingly simple ritual actually contained something complicated.

Bernie, on the other side, came to Tracy's side, causing him to look at him with restraint or awe.

The former is Tracy and the latter is Elinor.

Bernie could easily guess what they were thinking now, so after looking at the white-robed bishop not far away, he seemed to be helpless and said, "That's the result of the sealing power attached to me here, you don't think I can really summon angels, do you?" ”

It wasn't accurate, but it didn't stop them from understanding Bernie's words, so the two of them, who were originally very reserved, breathed a sigh of relief

"That's majestic."

Eleanor, whose face was full of awe, turned to say with envy: "Especially the blow of the sealing female devil, it simply scared me. You don't know, Bernie, how horrible that female devil had been. ”

"Horror?"

"Yes, at that time, she was fighting with the Bishop, and I thought the Demon King had come."

"It's far from the Demon King." Tracy interjected on the side: "The superior devil is also called the devil earl, think about the gap between the earl and the king. ”

The analogy was so specific to Eleanor that he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The Earl is already so powerful?"

"I'm sure you're seeing less than a tenth of the Count's full strength, and it's hard to use all your strength in an encounter, if you were the one who was prepared......"

The conversation between the young people didn't last long before it ended.

It's just that the short and fat figure lying in the ceremony on the side of the sarcophagus has slowly opened its eyes.

They gathered their minds and prepared for interrogation.

However, things didn't go well.

Before he could say a word, the swineherd spat out a mouthful of blood, and then gasped and lay back again.

At the same time, his face was pale, holding his chest and trembling unconsciously, looking very weak.

This made the white-robed bishop who was approaching pause, and then frowned.

He originally wanted to use harsh methods to interrogate the murderer, but looking at the current situation, he really had to use some irritating methods, and this estimate couldn't stand it at all.

Although some clues have been known, the complete case still needs to be asked from the other party, if this person really died halfway, then it is difficult to say whether this matter will breed other troubles.

So he stood in front of the other party and began to interrogate him with questions and trials.

It's a pity that the former needs the other party to speak to be effective, but no matter how he asks, the murderer leaning on the sarcophagus stares at him vigilantly and does not respond at all.

The latter is also useless, and the ability to judge is mainly used to force the target to perform some physical actions, but it is not very effective for the mental aspect.

In addition, Bishop Rhodes is not a professional interrogator, which is a real headache for this.

It is simply not possible to use the No. 1 holy water with healing power that you carry with you to relieve the injuries on the murderer's body.

Because although the person in front of him is a human being, he can already be regarded as a dark creature because he has been possessed by the devil, which can be seen from his dark eyes.

Therefore, if you really want to use holy water to treat, it is difficult to say whether the effect is healing or burning......

After manipulating for a long time but making no progress, looking at the stubborn murderer who was lying paralyzed at the sarcophagus panting and staring at the boss with a stubborn face, Bishop Rhodes stood up helplessly.

"Let's wait for reinforcements."

When he came to the three young men not far away, he said: "I have already signaled before I came, and I think it will not be long before support arrives. This place seems to be safe, and you can rest for a while. ”

"Maybe Bernie can try."

Tracy on the sidelines suggested, "His abilities are effective in this regard." ”

While investigating the manor, Tracy had seen Bernie use his supernatural abilities.

And it seems that this ability can be used for the time being, so seeing that Bernie didn't speak, Tracy took the initiative to recommend it.

Bishop Rhodes remembered some of what Bernie had said earlier when he was learning more about the incident, including a description of his supernatural abilities.

Therefore, he then looked at the brown-haired young man standing quietly next to him.

"I can't, unless you want him to die faster." Bernie shrugged at this,

"It's true that my ability can make people speak relatively easily, but if the target is a dark creature, then it's easy to inflict substantial damage on him."

Mondstadt would normally not be harmed, but the fact that he is like this at the moment is clearly related to the extraordinary abilities that Bernie used to get out of his dreams.

So that's half the truth.

But this could have been avoided, but others didn't know it, and Bernie didn't come up with the limelight.

Bishop Rhodes sighed in disappointment, and then seemed to feel that his present helplessness was very detrimental to his image.

So he commented: "This ability is very suitable for listening to the confession of believers in ordinary times, which can not only make people speak, but also discern the hidden evil existence. ”

"Maybe I can contribute it to the church?" "I think it can help the parishioners," Bernie said. ”

Of course there will be help, but the effect will not be great, and it is difficult to say how many people will be able to learn this skill that requires a certain amount of mental skill, and even if they do, they will not sanctify this trait.

But even if Bernie doesn't talk about it, it won't be long before someone takes the initiative to mention it to him, because this has been the church's rule for thousands of years.

But Bishop Rhodes didn't expect Bernie to take the initiative to say this, and he was a little surprised for a while.

But then his face, which was heavy from everything around him, unconsciously showed a smile,

"Of course, but it won't let you give it for free, and the church will reward you for it, and this is often much more valuable than a supernatural ability."

As he spoke, he looked around, as if he wanted to ease the current somewhat solemn atmosphere, and then spoke again: "Although a very bad thing happened here, a case of this level will not be counted on our heads, and it is something that the higher echelons need to be responsible for. ”

As he spoke, he patted a white linen bag hanging from his waist, which contained the dark red hedron that had been transformed by the Seal Female Devil.

"So you don't have to fear that we will be punished afterwards, on the contrary, we will be rewarded. Including you, Elinor. ”

These words did make the surrounding atmosphere instantly much more relaxed, especially the blonde boy who was originally standing dry and vigilant around, and he felt even more dazed when he heard the words.

"Mine too?"

"Of course."

The middle-aged bishop smiled at him, "Although the whole thing needs to be reported to the Pope for approval, I hope that it won't be long before you can join us." ”

"This ......"

As if he had been smashed in the head by a pie falling from the sky, the blonde boy opened his mouth wide and felt dizzy.

It had been almost ten years since his eldest brother entered the monastery, and he had not yet graduated from the seminary run by the monastery, let alone entered the church as a priest.

But now, he just ran around and was able to join the church directly?

It was dangerous, but he didn't seem to be doing anything......

Unlike Bernie, Eleanor knew how hard it was to get into church, so he stood there and didn't come back to his senses for half a day.

Tracy on the side couldn't help but smile.

Eleanor can join the church because of this, and he will get even more.

Although Tracy was born much better than Elinor, if he wanted to develop in the church, he still needed to abide by the rules of the church, that is, he must have sufficient qualifications.

So although some of the credits he has accumulated over the years can already make him go further, and the background is sufficient, because of the limited vacancies above, he has to queue up dryly if he wants to advance.

Now what's going on...... I think you can get him in line, right?

Thinking about it, he unconsciously looked at Bernie who seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Although the investigation was done by everyone, the sealing of the female devil was done "alone" by Bernie.

In other words, if they can really rely on this promotion, then they are equivalent to being stained with Bernie's light.

Needless to say, everyone understands this.

And thinking about the time this person joined the church, Tracy couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He felt that he had underestimated Bernie in the end.

This is obviously not only a reliable companion, it should be said that he is a big backer......

Without thinking about it, a weak cough suddenly came from not far away, which instantly pulled Tracy back to reality.

Turning his head to look, he found that the murderer who was bound to the side of the sarcophagus by a white circle of light vomited a mouthful of blood at this moment, and the look in his eyes did not live up to the spirit just now, and became very dim.

"He can't hold it anymore." Bishop Rhodes came to this conclusion after some examination.

These words made the atmosphere that had just relaxed suddenly tense.

Lord Rhodes then squatted in front of the murderer, his hands emitting a translucent blue water curtain-like brilliance and rubbing into the opponent's chest, his face full of solemnity trying to save it.

But the effect was not great, and although the murderer's face was a little better, it was difficult to say whether he could support it until the reinforcements arrived.

Bernie on the side also frowned because of this.

After thousands of calculations, I didn't count that this person was "angry" by himself to such an extent.

This was a real surprise to him.

Seeing Bishop Rhodes meditating on the sidelines, and even began to look at the surroundings to see if there was anything to use, Bernie couldn't help but say, "Maybe I can try." ”

"Do you have a way to save him?" Seeing this, the white-robed bishop hurriedly asked.

"I mean, try to get him to talk."

"With that ability of yours?"

Bishop Rhodes looked puzzled, as they had already talked about it before.

"No," Bernie replied, "in the way of some normal people." ”