On a cold winter day, there's nowhere more attractive to a bachelor than a warm bed, and if there is, it's definitely a bed warmed by a humanoid carbon-based organism of the opposite sex.

Charles lay alone in the bed, struggling inwardly.

"Do you go out and solve it? Or do you solve it on the spot, or do you wait for the body to naturally decompose?"

Last night, the young warriors of the Terran defeated the Night Cultists, and the hundreds of family warriors overcame their strange fear of the Night Cultists under the deliberate psychological guidance of Charles, and naturally began to carnival under the enthusiastic cheers, drinking and dancing until late at night.

But now the amount of alcohol in the charr has become very large, and before I know it, I have drunk a lot, and the sequelae will naturally come.

"I can't drink alcohol, I don't understand all kinds of sorrows, a thousand cups of not drunk seem to be chic, but in fact, I don't know the taste of wine, regret!

Charles muttered and crawled to his feet, and immediately outside the tent came the voice of a teenager.

"What do you command, sir?"

"Oh, Dewar, go to sleep! I'm fine. ”

Charles didn't need to ask to know that his personal knight Brut had bullied Dewar again, and let this honest boy keep vigil for him, and he didn't know where to go to drink and fool around.

"Brut has gone out to patrol the night, let me serve him here, is the adult going to get up at night?"

"No...... Yes, it's nothing, you can rest for a while!"

The personal servants or personal knights who keep vigil at night have an important task, which is to wait for the lord to get up and release the water at night, but Charles does not want Dewar to bring in the urinal and take it out when he is comfortable.

Charles's current identity is a noble lord, and he is a transcendent, but in fact, he still has the shadow of a lazy otaku in his bones, and he still feels a little uncomfortable letting a teenager serve him to release water.

"Let's fix it on the spot!"

Charles took out a large jar for mixing potions from his spiritual power void, and after solving it, he put it back into the spirit power void and fell asleep.

But he didn't sleep for a while, and there was a disturbance outside that he hated.

"I'm sorry Bishop, but my Marquis has just fallen asleep, can you come back after dawn?"

"I have an urgent need to see His Excellency the Marquis!" was Bishop Honey's voice.

"But my family has drunk too much, and now I must be very uncomfortable......"

Dewar's tone trembled a little, but he still stubbornly insisted, and it was quite rare for a teenage country child to hold on to a few words in front of a diocesan bishop.

"Bishop Honeywin, what kind of urgency is there when you come to me in the middle of the night?"

Since being slipped into his bedroom silently by two women in a row, Charles has increased his vigilance when he sleeps, although it may not work for characters like Lycia, but he can still sense Honey's ordinary appearance in advance, so he got up early and got dressed.

Little Dewar made his way into the tent, lit candles for Charles and set up his chairs, and stood by his side to act as a guard.

This is the duty of a personal knight, and it is necessary to be vigilant by the master's side until he has not let himself back down.

"Lord Marquis, I have something to talk to you about privately!"

"Oh, my little knight, it's a nice little fellow!" said Charles, smiling and letting Dewar back off, complimenting him on his performance tonight.

"Lord Marquis, I found Viscount Hudson's holiday castle and the Night Cultists you mentioned, but I couldn't figure out some questions. ”

"Huh? Are the Night Cultists fake?"

"Of course not!"

Bishop Honey shook his head vigorously and asked with a cautious face, "Lord Marquis, I'm sure those charred corpses are cultists of the Night, but is that really what you and your knights did?"

"Why, Lord Bishop thinks I'm lying?" Charles looked at Honey playfully, waiting for his guess and reaction.

"Lord Marquis, the scene inside the castle is clearly a sign that the power of light purifies the darkness, are you....... Divine Favorite?"

Charles kept a mysterious smile, secretly saying in his heart that his secret was still gradually being cracked, and sooner or later it would be revealed.

"I also wish I was a god-favored, but Bishop Kelvin Leslie of the Church of Light vetoed this possibility, so you misunderstood, Bishop, I was just using a lot of holy water. ”

“.........”

"What kind of holy water it is, can you show me!" Honeycone obviously didn't believe it, he had vats of holy water in his own church, and he knew better than anyone what it was.

"I don't have it on me, I'll show you in a few days, let's discuss how to lure out the other Night Cultists!"

Charles had a headache, so he directly diverted the topic, and the guide Honeywei followed his train of thought.

The Lorraine region has an area of tens of thousands of square kilometers, but has a population of less than a million, and most of them live in the slope valleys of the eastern region, and the hilly and mountainous areas of the western part are standard sparsely populated and inaccessible, which provides suitable soil and opportunities for the activities of the Night Cultists.

There is no mobile phone network in this world, and friends and relatives will make a phone call to chat for a while, and it is normal for a village to have no outsiders in and out for ten days and a half, especially in the winter when the mountains are covered by heavy snow, and a village has been plagued by the Night Cultists for several months, and the outside world may not know about it.

Just like this incident in the middle of the mountain village, if it weren't for the knight who happened to pass by to spend the night in the village, I don't know when I would know what happened!

Therefore, Charles planned to use the captive Jabbar in his hands to spread rumors and spread the news, so as to completely provoke the real divine envoy and let them take the initiative to show their traces, so that they could catch their tails and wipe them out.

Honey disagrees with this matter, it is his unshirkable responsibility to drive out the darkness, as long as Charles puts forward an upright reason, he really can't refuse directly.

Charles has something to do with Nasser, his godmother is the archbishop of the Cathedral of the Holy Dawn, and it seems that he and Honey are both at the same administrative level, but one is in the center and the other is in the place, and Charles should not be too easy if he wants to impeach Honey.

After discussing some details with Honey and sending him away, Charles began experimenting with the creation of "holy water" to remedy his lies.

Theoretically, "holy water" is a gift from the gods to this world, a sacred liquid mixed with divine power, and a panacea for all diseases.

But the gods only appear once in a few years? Is it a punishment or a gift when the spirit appears? If there is really that kind of holy water, can it be the turn of ordinary people to enjoy it? The upper echelons of the church can't tell whether it is good or not.

Therefore, the holy water that is now referred to is to put a few large water tanks in the church, and the church will sing hymns every day in the morning, noon, and evening prayers, and with the help of the special divinity of the church, it will always lead to the appearance of such a lost spiritual power and divine power, and there will naturally be a small divinity in the water over time.

Therefore, the more famous the cathedral, the better the effect of the holy water, because the choir in the cathedral is of a higher level, the divinity of the church is deeper, and the spiritual power fluctuations caused by it are stronger.

But Charles doesn't need to use the hymn to make holy water, the stardust in his body stores the power of light given by the gods, as long as he makes a little bit to blend into the water, it is the best holy water in the world.

Unfortunately, the Charles experimented for half the night, and until dawn, not a drop of holy water was made.

Because the power of light in his body is too domineering, it will not dissolve in water at all, and it will either be directly dried or dissipated in the air.

Charles had already tried many kinds of liquids, distilled water, rainwater, snow water, and even the sap of the olive horn tree used to prepare spiritual power potions, but it just didn't work.

Charles had a lot of materials for preparing spiritual power potions stored in his spiritual power void, and he began to try them in the same way, but in the end he was a little confused, and took out a large jar for mixing potions and injected a trace of light power.

"Buzz!"

There was a flash of light in the jar, and a peculiar smell diffused throughout.

", it turns out that the holy water is to match the PH value?"