"Hello, Ms. Camille, I've been to Romania for the past two days." York looked at Ms. Camille, an old believer and benefactor who had been sitting next to her, who had been frequenting Pluto Church.

The other party's dress today looks very simple and concise, and from his eyes, the material has determined a lot of price.

This is an old believer who has money and may still have power, although the other party drives free food trucks around and serves meals to people everywhere in charity donation activities, but as the organizer, he can always hold such a donation activity and occasion for rich people to socialize, how can he simply be rich.

If in his previous life, he might have been a priest who was really inferior, but in this transcendent parallel world, he seemed to be a little more powerful.

"Romania?"

Ms. Camille, who was only middle-aged, raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Hmm." Yorkes smiled, "I had a mission, so I went on a business trip." ”

Camille had a look of envy on her face, "I've heard that Rome is a beautiful country with beautiful scenery and museums everywhere, but I haven't been to it yet." ”

York looked at Ms. Camille, who had suddenly lowered a little, and habitually kept smiling.

"It's really beautiful, Romania is a country that can be visited, and you can go with your family when you have time."

As soon as these words came out, Ms. Camille pursed her lips and shook her head in a low voice.

"I probably won't be able to go, Father, I've been busy with Bellamy's kid lately."

"Bellamy?"

York was surprised that Ms. Camille was a single-parent family, with an eldest son, Saxon, and a younger daughter, Bellamy, who seemed to be eight or nine years old now compared to the Saxons, who had already grown up.

Recalling the little Lori that Ms. Camille had always brought with him, Yorks glanced at Ms. Camille, who seemed a little tired, and said in passing.

"Ms. Camille, what's wrong with Bellamy?"

Maybe speaking of her daughter, Ms. Camille did not answer, but closed her eyes and opened them again, looking at the void in a daze, her voice seemed to be calm and small enough for ordinary people to hear clearly, but in York's ears it was very clear, but in fact it was slightly trembling.

"Bellamy...... My poor child......"

Yorks habitually narrowed his eyes, waited quietly, and did not reluctantly ask a second time, after being a priest for so many years, he knew that the believer who wanted to say would naturally give the answer habitually.

Because the priest is destined to be the best listener and guide.

The answer he waited for was not long, and Ms. Camille's answer was due to the recent sleepwalking of Bellamy, and the doctor suspected that Bellamy might be suffering from a mental illness.

However, thinking of the state of the little Lori, a trace of loneliness flashed in York's eyes, if Bellamy had a mental illness, whether his profession was to identify mental illness or an exorcism priest who was really possessed by demons, and he was a doctor, he would have known it a long time ago.

"Madame Camille, can you tell me a little bit about Bellamy? If you can......"

"Of course, Father." Ms. Camille smiled reluctantly, and then said something recent.

"I don't know when it started, Bellamy's room kept making noises, I suspected she wasn't sleeping properly, as a mother, I asked her what she was doing every night when she didn't sleep, and she said she was sleeping obediently......"

York's face did not move, and his left hand, which was placed on the Bible, subconsciously rubbed it,

"So you suspect Bellamy is sleepwalking?"

Ms. Camille sighed, "Yes, I took her to the hospital to get tested for real sleepwalking.

At first, all the examinations were normal, but when the doctor examined her and asked questions, she suddenly changed as if she were a person, her mouth was full of foul language, and there were very uncoordinated movements on her limbs......"

York's face was still unremarkable, "So the doctor's final diagnosis was that Bellamy might have a mental illness?" ”

"Yes." Ms Camille continued, "He suspects Bellamy may have been overly depressed. ”

York frowned.

Ms. Camille observed this change in her demeanor, and a look of misery appeared on her face.

"I know you must think it's impossible, and I also think Bellamy can't be depressed,

But the doctor said it might have something to do with her father, and I ......"

Hearing this, Yorkes didn't know what to say, this can indeed be linked, and the doctor's judgment is not unreasonable, especially for a rich man like Ms. Camille, the doctor will not talk nonsense, and must have made such an inference through all the factors.

"May God bless Bellamy." York sighed and handed the cross in his hand.

"If you can, please give my cross to Bellamy, for it represents my wishes."

"I will pray to God for Bellamy, that she will grow up healthy." ”

Somewhat moved, Ms. Camille took the priest's cross,

"Thank you! Thank you, Father! ”

“……”

Ms. Camille agreed to bring Bellamy with her next time, and left contentedly, leaving Yorks still sitting in his place, thinking about what had just happened.

"Probably not what I thought."

York shook his head and got up, glancing at the church, there were a lot of believers today because of Irene's charity activities.

"That's exactly ...... too"

With these words, Yorkes re-entered his small room and continued to roll himself, attaching a double buff to the newly arrived weapons such as ammo and grenades.

These are all things that will be used in the future, and he can accumulate an entire arsenal of warehouses because he is so conscious.

If he didn't attach a double-layer buff to the ammunition in advance, didn't store the holy water in advance, and relied on this more than 100 points of spirit and magic alone, the enchantment fought several times, and it was consumed long before it ended, which means that he would have no confidence and security in the face of BOOS.

It's too dangerous!

York picked up a grenade from the cartridge box, and his heart moved at will, instantly attaching a double buff to the grenade.

[Ten points of Holy Power used]

[10 Mana used]

［…… ］

Of course, when the spiritual power linked to the spirit is consumed to a minimum of 20 points, so that the spirit will not be exhausted to the point of headache, and the magic power is exhausted, he will still come out and continue to complete what the priest should do.

Go to study classes to teach believers, listen to the distress of believers, give guidance to confused believers, and so on.

Eventually, this rhythm is interrupted by the arrival of Jeffrey and Bridget, who then remembers to perform a funeral ceremony for the lonely and unrelated dead in the Reed apartment complex.

There is a head and a tail,

Although the large-scale paranormal incident is officially organized to deal with the aftermath, the final step is still done by the priest, if he can only do it for his own believers,

But there are too many dead tenants in the Reed apartment building, and the nature is not like the deceased who have families in the Jesse Building, and many of the residents are lonely and have no one to worry about when they die.

"Priest!"

As soon as Bridget saw him, she ran straight over.

Seeing her open hands to embrace, York reached out against Bridget's forehead, grabbed her by virtue of the length of her arm, and then looked at Jeffrey, who was holding Bridget's sister Casey.

"All ready?"

"Yes, Father."

Jeffrey, who seemed to have slept well and was in a much better spirit, nodded.

"Everybody's all together at Nas Cemetery."

Thinking of the painfully dead bodies in the hallway of the Reed apartment building, Yorkes sighed.

"Let's go, then."

Cough......

It's the end of the month, although it's not well written, and the update is not good, but I also want to ask for a ticket (embarrassing face)

(End of chapter)