The black smoke rising from the manor could be seen more than a dozen miles away in the city of Upper Albin. Many pedestrians who were walking on the road stopped, looking at the black smoke in the distance, looking confused.

I don't know what happened to the accident or if the new factory was lighting the boiler for the first time.

When they returned to the industrial area, Lawson and the other boys were already tired and had no strength. Several of them forced their bodies to hold on, and finally locked the rifles and bullets in their hands back in the gun cabinet, and then they didn't even take a shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

They also had a similar experience. After getting off the airship, Dussander felt as if he was stepping on a ball of cotton under his feet. Finally entering the room with a drunken fist, Dusand did not immediately answer Duchamp and Androni's inquiries - he first slammed the bathroom door with his shoulder, then rushed to the toilet, and without hesitation vomited all the stock in his stomach.

Dussander hasn't eaten anything since the morning, and now it's basically stomach acid mixed with black tea. Dusander, who vomited for a long time and felt even more uncomfortable, washed his face with cold water before walking out of the bathroom.

"What do you see?" Duchamp asked with some concern, "What did Bourne take you for?" ”

Dussand's current state is somewhat like a new recruit, and for the first time he sees the corpse of a star thief floating outside through the porthole. Their vomit will make the air smell bad and foul throughout the ship - this will affect the combat effectiveness of the whole ship, and even make the ship have to jump back to port early for refurbishment and maintenance.

"I'm a little seasick." Dussander didn't even dare to shake his head, he sat down on the sofa, and then tilted his head back and said his experience, "It's the first time I've known that an airship can shake like this." ”

"Under normal circumstances, airships wouldn't operate like this." As a veteran of the navy, Duchamp immediately sensed that something was wrong here, "the airship after the shutdown had no power, and it was difficult to maintain a stable course...... Their ship should have been equipped with a high-pressure gas storage device, which allowed it to levitate for a long time and also keep the bow pointing unchanged. ”

Androni put her arms around Dussand, who was pale, and asked her husband, "Is this special equipment?" ”

"Yes." Duchamp nodded, "Using this kind of thing will avoid leaving a condensation cloud of the steam engine in the air, and there will be no noise yet." Quietly sustains the suspension ...... It should work well to spy on the target. ”

"So, where have you been today?" Androni looked at Dusand and asked, "Honey, do you recognize that place?" ”

Dussand's face looked a little better, and he shook his head and said, "It's a place I haven't seen before, on the southwest side of Upper Albin, about two quarters of an hour after the airship took off, the thrusters don't turn. ”

The location was very vague, but Androni seemed to realize where it was right away, "Have you seen a white building?" There is a golden minaret on the roof. ”

"It seems to be golden, but I don't see if it's a white building." Dussaint replied, "What is that place?" ”

"It's Harold's estate." Androni sat back in her seat and let out a long breath.

She smiled at her husband and children and said, "In a little while, we will be able to go home." ”

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Under the watchful eye of the double-headed eagle in the hall of the heraldic office, Duchamp, as the head of the family, signed his name on the paper.

"Thank you and your family for your cooperation with our work." In a very insincere tone, Byrne completed the "thanks" specified in the department's process. He put away the document with Duchamp's signature and said to the former subordinate, who was a head and a half taller than himself, "Don't come back again." ”

"I didn't come this time on my own initiative, Chief Bourne." Duchamp said sullenly, "When I received a letter in the duty room asking me to go home immediately, I thought something serious had happened. ”

"The staff at the Heraldic Management Office are very professional." Androni smiled and came over to the round, "Thank you, Chief Bourne. ”

The atmosphere at the scene eased a little, and Bourne also put on a smiling face again. He touched Dussand's head and said, "If you still want to play in the airship in the future, you can come here directly to me." ”

Of course, this is a child's words, and Dussander also showed a very embarrassed expression, "It's okay to come to you for a cup of black tea, but the airship is still forgotten...... I was a little seasick. ”

The three adults present let out a very appropriate laugh, although the laughter was a little hypocritical, but it was enough to cope with the scene.

After a few more unnutritious words, Duchamp and Androni left the palatial building with Dussand.

Across the plaza in front of the building, all the way to the tall black iron gates, Morse stood in front of a steam carriage and waited for the three men to arrive. He pulled the door open and said to Androni, "Madam, should you go straight home, or will you go to church first?" ”

"Let's go to church." Androni said with a blank face, "To come out of this kind of place, you should first go to the church to listen to the preaching. ”

Dussaint wisely remained silent, and decided to find a brazier to cross before entering the workshop himself. Truth be told, after only three quarters of an hour in the heraldic office, Dussaint was already feeling the pressure. Everywhere there were cold-faced red-clad postmen walking around, and from time to time suspicious words like "lowly man", "traitor", "whole family arrest", "execution", "damned", and "long live His Majesty the Emperor" drifted into his ears.

Callousness and fanatical adoration converge here into a strange atmosphere that makes Dussander feel restless. Even more annoying was the occasional glance of the red-clad postman at himself and Duchamp and Andronie.

It was the butcher's expression as he looked at a piece of meat. It seems that in their eyes, this family of three will be sent to Orin for execution sooner or later.

It's such a nasty feeling.

The steam carriage had been traveling for a quarter of an hour, and a huge building appeared before Dussand's eyes.

Beige walls, dozens of towering minarets, and numerous extravagant stained glass together make up the "St. Sal Cathedral" in front of Dussand.

Unlike the other people who came to the church, the carriage that Dussander rode drove directly to the small square behind the cathedral.

"Mr. Baron, Madame." A bearded priest in a black robe, holding a titana burner, greeted Duchamp and Androni, who had disembarked from the car, "May the light of the Lord shine on you." ”

After Dussander got out of the car, he stared at the Titian burner for a long time, and even the corners of his eyes twitched.

This thing...... Isn't it really a meteor hammer in the hands of a cannibal warrior?

The lower part of the Titian burner is a near-round incense burner, with a metal mesh fixed with rivets above the circular mouth. Around the rivet are four copper-colored metal chains about half a jolt long, which converge upwards onto a handle.

At the same time, a dozen bells were strung on the metal chain—a pleasant movement as the priest moved.

The part of the Meteor Hammer is well understood, and the part of the "Cannibal Tribal Warrior" is even more obvious.

The "incense burner, which is close to a circle", is actually a skull of a person.

With Dussand's superficial medical knowledge, of course, it is impossible to tell what race this skull belongs to. But there is no doubt that this is part of the human remains.

The skull used as an incense burner is densely inlaid with jewels and gold, and the bones are intricately carved by craftsmen.

Blue-white smoke curled from the skeleton's eyes and the top of its skull, making it look particularly permeating.

"Mr. Bishop, let's listen to the hadith." Androni lifted her skirt and saluted, then said to the bearded priest, "Thanks to the Lord's protection, we have just left the heraldic office safely. ”

"Mr. Archbishop already knows what you've been through." The bearded bishop drew a circle in front of him with his free hand, "You can go directly to the Hall of Hadith." ”

"And what are you ......," Androni asked, curiously, "won't you go in with us?" ”

"I have other jobs." The bearded bishop shook his head and said, "Lord Harold's estate is on fire, and brave firefighters have cleared dozens of bodies from the rubble. The archbishop instructed me to go to the scene and pray for the blessings of these poor people. ”

Androni was a little shocked, she glanced back at the expressionless Morse, and then said, "Then I won't delay you." May the light of the Lord shine on those wretched. With that, she walked briskly into the church with Dussand and Duchamp.

"There's something wrong." Duchamp followed behind his wife and said in a low voice, "Setting fire to the house is not the style of the heraldic administration. ”

Androni looked straight ahead, graceful but slow. She responded, "Having someone like Byrne who satisfies himself above his mission is not the usual style of the Heraldic Authority. ”

And Dussand, who has been silent, has a completely different direction of concern.

The skull I just saw...... What is the origin?

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Hadith is a group of children dressed in white robes singing hymns to the accompaniment of music. The lyrics sound strange, as if they were the "Word" left by a prophet or saint.

If you don't use your brain, it's not bad to listen to it as music. But if you listen carefully...... This situation where the previous lyrics and the next lyrics are not next to each other at all can easily drive people with obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy.

Candles were lit in the dimly lit room, and Dusaud sat on a wooden bench and listened to the choir continue to sing. There were only three members of the Dussander family in the entire hadith hall, but there were as many as sixty or seventy children in the choir. With the addition of an accompaniment band, hundreds of people serve the trio...... There is something strange about this scene.

If you suddenly get up to go to the toilet, will the people on stage simply stop and wait for themselves to come back from the toilet before continuing to sing?

Tired and hungry, Dussander choked on the jumbled thoughts in his head, and when the chorus sang the sixth song, he finally sat upright and fell asleep.