Under the overcast sky, dense snow is constantly blowing from above, obscuring the view and making the surroundings look very hazy.

But not far away, Caesar, who was half-leaning against the wall of an abandoned thatched hut, cloaked in a simple hooded cloak, Guderian could see him clearly at a glance.

This is not just because as a top hunter, he has a keen eye, but more importantly, as the other party is promoted to a human saint, the existence of his body is completely different from that of a normal person.

It's like a drop of black water dripping from the clear water of a lake, silently, but no one can ignore it.

In particular, Caesar's practice of a hunter's technique called lava breathing not only made his hair red all over his body, but also in this icy and snowy environment, it was like a moving furnace, releasing a wave of heat while breathing, dissolving everything sealed by the frost around him.

"The power of fate is everywhere."

In response to Guderian's inquiry, Caesar, who was standing there, replied in a low voice, "As his most faithful believer, I am obliged to report all abnormalities, and if there is no response, it is naturally because this matter is not worthy of his attention."

This sounds quite reasonable, but in a sense, it is nonsense, and saying it is equivalent to not saying it.

Guderian, a veteran of the Truth Cult, looked helpless because of this.

The man in front of him, who was one of the leaders of the Church of the Night not long ago, now claims to be the most faithful believer in fate.

If it weren't for the fact that Caesar could be seen praying every night, and his words and deeds were usually full of piety, Guderian even suspected that Caesar was an opportunistic man who was willing to disguise himself when he saw the benefits.

After all, Caesar's exposure to the original Shinrito was too short in any case, and it took less than a month before he became like this.

But this is the case, and there is no doubt about it, and it can only be classified as Caesar's performance as being inspired by the great power of the child of fate and converting......

"In fact, I can feel His presence every day."

As if sensing Guderian's doubtful response, Caesar, leaning against the shadow of the wall, finally said something in the cold wind, "This feeling is very similar to my prayer when I was dying, so I said that I can report something."

"But if your debriefing fails, it could have some irreversible consequences."

Guderian said meaningfully.

It's not that he doesn't believe the other party's words, but he doesn't quite want to believe them. After all, it is just a matter of being favored and becoming a saint in the world, and you can even contact their faith anytime and anywhere......

This kind of treatment makes people's eyes red with jealousy.

It's just that as a devout believer in fate, Guderian would not do anything wrong because of his irrepressible jealousy, at most, when the other party opened his mouth to "show off", he couldn't help but deny and refute.

"So, why did Bishop Lukka choose that evil god as a sacrifice?"

Caesar abruptly changed the subject, "Is there any rule in this?"

He was a thoughtful man, and after being favored by fate, he began to carefully learn some information about the original Shinrito and the Shinrikyo.

This includes the choice of sacrificial offerings.

Then Caesar found that this choice seemed to be made only through the mouth of Bishop Lucca, without any written rules and wills.

The average believer might think that this was the result of the bishop being inspired to connect with the Child of Destiny.

But Caesar thinks that only he has this treatment at present, and of course he cannot help but question this.

Or rather, he wondered if the bishop was "preaching a false decree."

"It seems to be because of some secrecy that the Bishop holds."

Guderian replied in a deep groan, "You should understand that there are some things that only people of the bishop's level can know."

He didn't see any of Caesar's thoughts, because in his understanding, he was able to lead the Truth to the Truth

It is only natural that Bishop Luca, who was sacrificed once, has a deeper connection to the Children of Destiny, and there is nothing to doubt that he is different from the others.

"But the documents of the Church record that the Child of Destiny has never become, and there is no precedent for such a sacrifice to be held."

Caesar said, "I have not found even the slightest record of an invention or experiment in the sacrificial ritual."

"So, what do you want to say?"

"It never happened, but where did they come from?"

Guderian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's the inspiration of fate."

If you don't make sense, it's right to throw the question on the "gods" of faith.

What else could be the reason?

There was a time when a child of destiny had descended, so the sacrificial rites and many of the accompanying things existed?

"I always felt like there was a lot to look into here."

Caesar said solemnly.

But before Guderian could say anything, the other party suddenly turned his head in the direction where the large army was, "It's coming!"

"What?"

"Those behind the scenes who want to make trouble."

These words made Guderian's face change, and then he saw that Caesar had disappeared, and hurriedly followed.

In the dim environment of heavy snowfall, the two top hunters flickered one after the other in a vast ice field, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Even if a normal wizard needs to travel for four or five hours, in their case, it doesn't take ten minutes to reach their destination.

However, after arriving, everything they saw made the two of them look solemn.

Where the large army is, the already harsh environment has been completely covered by the blizzard at this moment, and the fierce wind not only envelops the huge repulsion force that even hunters of their level can't ignore, but also a strange cold current is hidden inside!

"This level of lockdown ......"

The fingers stretched out slightly in the outermost part, and a cold cold that froze through the heart quickly spread, and Guderian, who retracted his hand, looked at his companion next to him with a shocked expression, and his tone was puzzled, "Even if it is the enemy himself, I'm afraid it is impossible to break away, right?"

"After they attacked, they didn't plan to leave alive." Caesar replied in a low voice, his gaze sharpened.

Suicide attacks are not non-existent in the wizarding world, but they are very rare.

After all, if you can have the strength to destroy their large army, you can destroy a medium-sized wizard family, and this kind of power will take decades to cultivate, not to mention the massive resources consumed.

As a result, now, if you say give up, you give up......

"The enemy's plans are great."

In the harsh environment, staring at the terrifying blizzard that cut everything off, this thought flashed through the minds of the two of them.

……

"What a fanatic."

The snow covered the ice field in front of him, and in the dim environment, he couldn't see anything in the narrow view of the telescope in his hand, but Lindse, standing on top of a cliff, was muttering to himself as if he was in control.

"Maybe they were hoping that before they died, they would be able to reproduce the miracle that happened to Caesar?"

The storm covered everything, but the wonderful thing was that in his place, the sound of fighting and roaring could still be faintly heard, and the situation was terrible, not gradual, and once the attacker and the attacked crowd collided, it was as if the explosion put the situation in an extremely dangerous situation.

Upon discovering that he had suffered heavy losses as soon as he launched the attack, Lindsey smiled instead.

He didn't care about the death of his men, and even though he had carefully cultivated them over countless years, he wouldn't care if he could achieve his goal, and he wouldn't care if they all died.

This mentality is somewhat inconsistent with his identity as the reincarnation of one of the three presiding judges of the Heavenly Kingdom, and the next time the Holy Spirit in his body wakes up, he will inevitably reprimand him.

It's just that Lindsey has always been dismissive of his "past life" old-fashioned character.

Desperate to know the true identity of the Child of Destiny, but unwilling to plan for it, he had to wait for the so-called Second Sacrifice of the Truth Cultists, just like everyone else......

Even if the sacrifice is successful, what can it do?

Who is the child of fate, should not know, or do not know, wait and wait, it will only be empty.

That's why he was preparing for this attack.

The goal, of course, was not to kill all the Shinrikyos, which would not do him any good.

Lindsey was actually targeting the sacrifice itself.

He wanted to cause chaos and then "inject" something into the sacrifice.

In this way, when the sacrifice is soon unfolded, as soon as the sacrifice is delivered to the "mouth" of the Child of Destiny, Lindsey will be able to follow this vein to find out its true identity.

"It would be better if we could lure him out now."

His heart was full of anticipation.

At this time, Lindsey was wearing a bronze quaint compass on his waist, called Dawn's Guidance.

It looks ordinary, but its origin is amazing, it is the proud creation of the once prominent Lord of the Dawn in the ancient kingdom of heaven.

With it, the Lord is not only the richest Holy Spirit in the entire kingdom of heaven, but also knows many secrets that others do not know.

The compass has many functions, and Lindsey can't fully grasp it yet, but it's enough for him to get the results he wants in this situation-

It can lock onto the battlefield in the distance, and if an additional presence arrives than expected, it can aim directly at the target and track it.

Of course, since the details of the Child of Destiny were not known, Lindsey was not sure if the compass would actually be useful.

But considering the origin of this compass, if even it can't lock down the Child of Destiny, then Lindsey will naturally give up completely abandoning the plan to track down its identity; Maybe it will allow him to avoid losing more.

All in all, whatever the next situation turns out to be good for Lindsay.

"Unless he can find me and kill me, all his work will be lost."

Muttering like this, as if being able to see the birth of this kind of ending, made Lindsey unconsciously lick the corners of his mouth and feel even more excited.

……

Merlen didn't know that he had been targeted by a madman for some reason.

He was with Mrs. Chelsea, sitting in front of Alyssa's comatose bed, watching over the attack, talking in a low voice.

"Since you don't think it's Lydia's problem, that's probably Alyssa's fault."

The lady said in a worried tone, "I don't know what's going on, she's been getting more and more fond of lying lately."

"It's actually nothing, children will grow up, and there should be little secrets that they don't want to tell their parents."

Meren said in a fatherly tone, provoking Madame to glance at him helplessly, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, to be honest, I regret my decision now."

Since the two officially confirmed their lover relationship, it has been difficult for her to put on a teacher's stand in front of Mellen, and some things have fundamentally changed, making her subconsciously completely regard Melen as a man.

Even in the tone of his speech now, there is a hint of complaint.

But this is already a very slight reaction.

Before this, Melen was even ready to be scolded by his wife - although the "mistake" was not with him, who called a woman to be unreasonable?

Now, Melen can only sigh that his teacher is really a model of a graceful and calm wife.

The only thing that made him feel depressed was that the teacher only wanted to be a mistress and was unwilling to marry him, and the feelings between the two parties existed, but compared to the real love between men and women, it didn't seem to be the case.

"If you don't agree."

Mellen, who was sitting facing each other, held a white and delicate hand of Mrs. Chelsea and said with a serious expression: "We

I can think of something else."

Of course, I won't think about anything else, but the attitude must be this way, otherwise it will look too dirty.

Mrs. Chelsea knows this.

But now, instead of listening to her student tell the truth, she would rather let him "deceive" herself with lies.

"In the face of life and death, this kind of thing is actually nothing."

She didn't know if she was comforting herself or really thinking so, "And after all, Alyssa is not my own daughter, and some things are not taboo. It's just ......."

"But what?"

"Alyssa's real mother is Lydia."

Madame said meaningfully, "Since she has been locked up by you, then you must watch her, but don't let her make any more trouble, otherwise everyone will not look good."

「…… Don't worry, I'll watch over her."

Meren nodded solemnly, but sighed secretly.

Because it's not a daughter, it's barely acceptable.

In other words, if it is a mother and daughter, then Mrs. Chelsea will definitely object.

Considering that not long ago, she thought that Alyssa's abnormality was due to the influence of the nun, and the only man who could contact the nun was Merlen, it was self-evident what she wanted to say.

"The teacher must have guessed what Lydia and I had done before."

"But she probably just thought we were the two of us acting impulsively after being alone, or maybe I was seduced. And I wouldn't guess that I was actually her brother-in-law......

The difference in perception made Madame lightly expose the problem, but if she knew the truth, she would definitely not give up.

After all, one is a wildflower that is eaten casually, and the other is a "house flower" that may be on the top, and the severity can be completely different......

Mellen was a little glad about this, so of course he wouldn't say anything more on the subject.

He was about to say something else, but his expression suddenly froze.

"Strange, how do you think you hear a group of people calling me?"