The morning sun shines through the curtains of the blue gauze, and the earth has long been white.

The time has come in the morning.

［7：51］

And Yorkes also finished the Book of Tribo series at this point in time.

"It's over."

After another sleepless night, Yorks turned the last page and closed the book.

"Surprised, adequate, satisfied, it's a nice mix."

Yorks stared at the third book in the Book of Tribo series, which had been closed on the table, and placed it in the locker that was wide open underneath.

And this means that he has no new knowledge to fill in for the time being.

With the all-round strength enhancement, he is already inhuman, and his ability to remember is incidental to function, so for York, the filling of new knowledge can make him feel a sense of satisfaction.

"Knowledge is power."

York closed the locker, thinking of this famous quote from his previous life, he knew it deeply.

Even if he doesn't have extraordinary power now, with the knowledge he has so far, he can still break new ground.

"Alas, you still can't be too diligent in life, but now it's okay, I can't read a book if I'm so diligent."

York laughed at himself and looked at the dollhouse next to him.

The dollhouse that he has become a top playhouse is a new world at this time.

I don't know if the dollhouse is too small.

As the boss, Annabelle's evil spirit is a little bored, and is lying on the sofa watching Ultraman and Gray Knight in front of him fight in a circle.

This gave Yorkes the illusion of resembling a boxing match.

"This damn evil spirit, life is more comfortable than anyone else's?"

The corners of York's mouth twitched, and he was about to walk over and knock the evil spirit of Annabelle possessed by Barbie.

But before he could take a step, the evil spirit of Annabelle inside seemed to be aware of it, glanced at him, and then kept moving in his mouth, saying something.

Eventually, York stopped, and watched as the dolls in the dollhouse, large and small, stopped all their movements, and knelt stiffly towards him as a sign of submission.

"So sensible, forget it, let you go."

Yorkes stared at Barbie, who was also kneeling down obediently, and gave up the idea of beating and turned away.

He was already thinking about finding a few evil spirits to stuff into it one day.

Somehow, it occurred to York that he thought of Ms. Camille yesterday, all the way to Thailand.

"Is there an evil spirit in Thailand?"

As soon as he came up from the basement, York's eyes showed curiosity as he thought of the brawl he had just watched.

"Who is the most powerful evil spirit, Thailand or America?"

Thinking of the evil spirit of Annabelle in the Barbie doll, the corners of York's mouth hooked.

If he had the chance, he really wanted to see who could be the king.

It's a pity that it depends on whether there is a chance or not.

Somewhat regretful, York went into his room to get a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom to wash the dirty things that were already there.

It didn't take long for York, who was already not tired and still full of energy, to come out of the bathroom.

It turned out to be no different.

York disagreed, for him nowadays, bathing and sleeping are no longer just needs, but just like a procedure in life, to sum it up in one sentence, but he just wants to do it.

He continued his way to the table and ate the breakfast that Erin had prepared for him.

At this time, mobile phones are one of the flavoring agents for breakfast, and at this point in time, York's certainly won't give up watching the group chat in the group.

Because today he probably won't go to church.

The main reason is to investigate the causes and suspicions of Ernst's suicide.

After eating, the doorbell rang outside.

Knowing this, York opened the door and took the information from the messenger.

"Father York, Bishop Gabriel asked me to convey a word to you."

"What's the matter?"

York began to check through the traps and dark spots set up above to see if the information had been opened.

"This information is classified as Secret Level 3, and I hope you can keep it secret and burn it in place after reading it."

"Tell the bishop, I will."

Confirming the completeness of the information on the spot, Yorks grabbed the doorknob and stared at the clergy with a sense of mystery and said indifferently.

"Thank you for sending it."

After speaking, he closed the door with the other party's bow and saluted, cutting off everything outside.

Seeing the messenger leave through the real-time stereogram in his mind, York walked to the sofa and sat down, while unpacking the file bag and taking out the documents inside.

The clergy of the church, including him, have a personal profile.

Whether the file is detailed or not depends on whether the other party is pious or not.

That said, some places may not be very detailed, but at least the information on exorcisms is certainly complete online.

Even he, a priest who was too lazy to apply for an exorcism permit, typed a report and reported it to the church, and even more so other priests.

And that's what he's going to look at.

Take out the documents, and the first thing to bear the brunt of is the profile with the profile picture printed on it.

Identity, background, which Shinto temple to study, and the church under your jurisdiction are all available.

Yorkes even saw his name in the Relationships, Friends column below.

[York John]

This made Yorks unconsciously silent for a moment, pausing for a moment before continuing to read.

The profile ends, followed by the relevant action tracks.

York skipped through all of them and went straight to the exorcism report that Ernst had reported to the church.

To his surprise, Ernst had quite a few reports of exorcisms.

One after another, there are at least a dozen exorcisms.

"He, how has he spent all these years?" York looked at the first report.

Unlike him, and like the previous intern Archipad, who was his protector and examiner, Ernst's first exorcism was led by an experienced old priest who successfully exorcised a demonic possession.

"Didn't see anything out of the ordinary."

York continued to flip through to the second copy.

This was the first time that Ernst had successfully turned positive and officially led the exorcism.

And this incident is an evil spirit.

"Normal."

Glancing at the description of the face, Yorks continued to flip through the third report.

"It's also an evil spirit incident, and it's normal for the face to be confident and powerful."

Yorkes confirmed as he flipped through the fourth.

"This time it's a demon, and the way is a three-piece exorcism, forcing out the real name Moroctas......"

York looked at the face printed on it.

"Again, no change, fifth."

And it was this fifth exorcism report that made York feel different.

This fifth exorcism report is also an event of demonic possession.

The difference is that this fifth report is a little too small compared to the previous full report.

"Don't have a real name? Only relevant body descriptions? Failed? ”

York frowned and continued to watch.

As a result, Ernst's exorcism was successful, on the grounds that the demon did not want to reveal his real name and retreated on his own.

(End of chapter)