"Hmm"

In a light sigh of satisfaction, the strange calls and tuggings in the Scarlet Witch's mind finally dissipated in a rare calm, making her sway her hair comfortably and leaning over with a flush, leaving a wet kiss mark on Murphy's forehead.

Then he got up and wanted to go to freshen up, but Murphy stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, and with a slight pull, Grand Duke Tris lay down beside him, fading away from his usual coldness and solemnity, and curled up like a docile cat.

The two hugged each other like that, enjoying the quiet and warm time after the war.

This former dormitory belonging to Sallokdal is in shambles, proving how terrible the Scarlet Witch is in a berserk state, and it is really difficult for Lord Murphy to be able to draw with her.

"Can you still hear that?"

Murphy asked softly.

He leaned over and propped up his head with his left hand, and gently stroked the scar on Trace's back with his right hand, which had become a habit or habit of his, and Tracey used to resist, after all, the scar represented an unconcealable suffering for her, but then Murphy could only let it go.

"Yes, not only can I hear it, but I can hear it more clearly."

Tracey closed her eyes slightly, and whispered in a slightly drunken voice:

"It's only then that I can try to analyze the meaning of those sounds without being disturbed, but to be honest, I can't understand the principle.

You say that it is normal for you to have an Omega program that can suppress subspace forces, but why does this behavior also have a suppressive effect that can be transmitted? Is it really because of the nasty stuff you left in my body?

Not really, right? ”

"Well, I think we'd better not discuss it, and if we continue to talk about it, we probably won't be able to pass the trial."

Murphy whispered.

He shifted the subject to the question and said:

"You've been saying that the sounds you hear in Cadman City are different from before, what the hell is the difference? Could it be that the Mother of Midnight gave birth to sanity in subspace? ”

"It's always been sane, Murphy, but the way it was born constrained it from manifesting its desires in a normal way, and its consciousness is made up of the vampires sacrificed by Salokdal, and the wisdom of those who sacrifice to it naturally comes to it.

It's not stupid at all.

Unfortunately, in that chaotic place in subspace, wisdom doesn't help it get through bad times. ”

Tracey rolled over and fully integrated herself into Murphy's arms.

While discussing these topics about the Mother of Midnight, being near Murphy made her feel more secure, and she whispered:

"As for the change in the voice, it's hard for me to describe, it's all the same, all calling me to merge with it in order to make it whole, but the difference is in the tone and mood, which used to be as disgusting as a manic madman.

But here, its call is much gentler."

"Gentle? Are you sure? ”

Murphy frowned and said:

"You and I have seen its true face, do you think that such an indescribable individual can really have anything to do with the word 'gentle'?"

"It stands to reason that it doesn't work."

Tracey nodded, but then she added:

"But don't forget, Murphy, it's a god, a strange creature that hasn't yet reached the realm of the gods, but it's not far away, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a half-finished product of a faith aggregate walking on the path to the gods, which means that the gods have a lot of characteristics.

Avalon has three faces, and she's trying to push the boundaries of what's possible, so why can't the Mother of Midnight have two different faces?

You also told me that Lord Pa Ying told you that he also heard warnings from the suspected Mother of Midnight when he confronted the Lord of the Hunt, and what happened to Mary earlier, plus the journey of Cadman City in the astral plane.

All of this illustrates the complexity of its existence.

I'm a theologian, and I think it's possible for this speculation to come true. ”

"But it's tainted, Trace."

Murphy sat up and leaned back on the couch beside him, pulled Tracey into his arms, and said:

"It was shaped in the wrong way by Sarokdal, so that it was born full of depravity and filth, and its essence was a radical version of the Lord of the Hunt, even if it extended a gentle physiognomy to no avail.

The Omega program does not purify it, it only incinerates it to ashes the moment it comes into contact. ”

"I know, I'm just talking about a possibility, don't worry, Murphy, I know what you're most afraid of."

Tracey looked up and smiled seductively, and she said:

"I won't leave you behind at some point, the future that Luna and her witch cult wanted to shape for me has long since been buried with my past, and I am born new because of you, and I will live for the rest of my life because of you."

"Well, every time you talk about love, you make me feel moved from the bottom of my heart, and I feel that I am really a lucky guy."

Murphy shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the time of the mechanical pocket watch that had been thrown next to him, and he sighed and said:

"I really want this moment to stay forever, but unfortunately we have to hurry out, otherwise the elder will make up a little composition for you and me in his heart."

"Let him wait!"

Tracy waved her hand domineeringly, and then showed Murphy an astringent expression that made his waist hurt and licked his lips, but Murphy also had an idea, and with a hook of his hand, the small square pendant that had been taken off before was grabbed by the hand of psionic energy, and was worn by Murphy on Trace's neck in a solemn gesture.

It's like putting a bell on a golden cat of your own.

Sure enough, the moment the desire valve was put on, Tracey immediately woke up from her desire propulsion, she glared at Murphy and then got up to look for clothes, but was embarrassed to find that her clothes were all damaged in the explosion just now.

Fortunately, Murphy was prepared, took out a set of long skirts from the psionic bag and handed them to his old cutie, and completed the change of clothes in the latter complaining that this style was not trendy at all.

After the refreshed two left the room, they followed the vampire attendant not far away to visit the Elder, who patiently waited in his room for the arrival of the Grand Duke and the Lord.

He seemed to have guessed what the two guests were going to ask, so he was prepared in advance.

When Triss and Murphy stepped into the tome-filled room, they were greeted by a very, very abstract crimson shrine on the table next to the vampire elder.

It was hardly even a thing of faith, and it could only be judged by its appearance to be a vampire with outstretched wings, with no face and no more elaborate decorations, which said two things.

First, this vampire elder is a bit poor in hands-on ability.

You really dare to carve the shrine like this, you are really not afraid of the punishment of the being you worship for being "blasphemous".

Second, the vampire elder probably hadn't seen the true form of the person he worshiped himself under any circumstances, otherwise he wouldn't have left a blank face.

In the realm of faith, the statue of a shrine has no facial features, which is a terrible mistake.

"I must confess to you, Your Excellency."

The vampire elder humbled over and said to Tracey:

"I know that this is a serious violation of our thousand-year-old tradition as vampires, and I have wondered if I want to hide my secrets and those of this city from you, but after thinking about it, I have decided to describe to you in detail what has happened in these nine months.

and the secret that is destined to be important to all vampires.

That is, we have finally received the attention of a deity, our Mother of Midnight is not false, she is the greatness of the real being, and the city has survived nine months of calamity, all thanks to his protection. ”

"Count Murphy and I don't blame you for that, Elder Hillier."

Tracey said in a deep voice:

"We have plenty of time to listen to this bizarre story, but before you begin, I must correct your two mistakes, first, that it is not the Mother of Midnight that vampires talk about, at least not the existence you imagined.

Second, it is not God.

At this stage, you can only call it a god.

As you share your story with us, I will also share with you a story about its birth and the state in which it is now. ”

"May your will be strong enough, Elder Hillier."

Murphy also spoke:

"I hope you won't be scared by the truth."

From his two serious warnings, the vampire elder had sensed the seriousness of the problem.

But Rao was mentally prepared, and when he heard that the "god" he had worshiped for months was a monster sacrificed by Sarokdal in a way that destroyed himself, Elder Hillier was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

He's old, but not every older vampire is as well-informed as Trace, and Hillier, if not a fringe person like Murphy, doesn't take seriously the former Blood Vulture Clan.

His knowledge wasn't enough for him to accept the brutal truth in a short period of time, and he needed a little time to convince himself, and in the process, the Elder told Murphy and Traily about Cadman City's experiences over the past nine months.

Overall, it's not as exciting and dangerous as they imagined, and compared to the upheaval that has taken place in Transncia in the past nine months, the story of Cadman City seems somewhat bland and boring, but it is not much less dangerous than in the real world.

"The hardest stage was when we were thrown into the astral boundary for the first two months, our city perimeter has been shattered, and every day there are unlucky people who fall into the astral boundary along with the broken city boundary, and everyone was generally pessimistic that the city could not survive the next month, so in an unexpected conflict, quite serious chaos soon broke out in the city."

Elder Hillier sighed and said:

"Thankfully vampires, we are few in number and control the Serenade Barrier that we lived on at the time, closing the inner city to shut out the chaos, but the message from the Blood Servants who were sent out to observe the situation has creeped out to the bones of us Midnight Clans.

The humans outside the city are like crazy!

They began to kill each other under the oppression of despair, and when the city fell to the astral plane, there were 130,000 people, and the lives lost were the result of three days of chaos.

Men snatched food and food, women were dragged out of hiding places and abused, and the streets were littered with blood and littered corpses, like the end of the world.

Many people begged us to take them in, and for that reason they were willing to turn into vampires, and I selected some of them with potential to be used, and when more and more people escaped, I decided to take them in as blood servants after consulting with several other commanders.

I suspect there may be some manipulation and involvement from those hateful cultists.

I thought the city was going to end.

I was even ready to fend off the mob storming the inner city, but on the third night, a miracle happened."

The elder hesitated, not knowing whether to continue preaching the kindness of the "gods", but Murphy motioned for him to continue, and Tracy next to him held a handbook to record the matter in detail.

Elder Hillier took a breath, and as he recalled the scene of that night, he said:

"It's like having a pair of hands breeze through a chaotic city

I saw it very, very clearly, in the place where the power came, all the chaos was smoothed out, and the malicious emotions seemed to be dispersed, so that the people who were slashing each other suddenly came to their senses.

They hugged each other and wept bitterly, the women were released and given food and clothing, and the children were treated better after being frightened.

Seemingly overnight, the seeds of doom were dispelled, and hope and repentance returned to the hearts of the mad.

I heard that voice too.

It was as soft as a dream whisper, and he said to me to let me take refuge in the city, and the other vampires heard similar sounds, and it was in that apocalyptic scene that we were encouraged to go out of the inner city and talk to the leaders of the various forces outside the city.

Thus the most basic order is reshaped.

Although the peace was still fragile, at least since that night, there has been no large-scale chaos.

Archduke, and Lord Count, I must confess to you that I have secretly acquiesced in the spread of this faith, not only by vampires, but also by a considerable number of humans who have survived the catastrophe and who sing the praises of the Mother of Midnight.

Whatever it was, it literally saved Cadman City that night.

I know this belief can be dangerous, but IMHO, it's taken root in the city over the past few months, unless we get rid of the people here."

"No one is going to get rid of them, and no one is going to clean you up, Elder Hillier, don't think about it."

Murphy waved his hand and said clearly:

"This matter is still within the scope of solving, so don't panic and don't be so tempted, Grand Duke Triss has given you the status of an elder means that we will accept you again.

Since a faith is born in real salvation and miracles, we cannot assume that we have not seen it.

Rest for now, Triss and I will get back to you in the near future, but Cadman City is not yet suitable for large-scale outsiders, and the city is to remain under martial law until everything settles down. ”

Elder Hillier had no problem with that.

But then Murphy officially gave him the position of acting mayor of Cadman City, which made the elder who thought he could get rid of the pot with a deflated mouth.

But he can't refuse, at least not at this time.

After finishing their conversation with Elder Hillier, Murphy and Tracy took a spin in the Vulture Tower, which was so badly damaged that it could be considered a dangerous building, but it had not yet collapsed under the influence of the strange astral plane, but it was absolutely necessary to repair it.

It's not just the tower, it's the strange city that is now built like a building block, and the Brotherhood of Stonemasons has more work to do.

"What are you going to do about it?"

Murphy, who looked out over Cadman City, still shadowed by the sun, in a dilapidated tower, asked:

"Should this faith continue to exist?"

"I have an idea."

Tracey held her codex in her hand, and she whispered:

"If the Mother of Midnight does have a double face, then we might be able to 'help' it."

"Oh? How so? ”

Murphy asked curiously, and Tracey moved her finger as she said:

"Belief in the face of God is determined by the believers, and since the belief in the Mother of Midnight has appeared in Cadman City, we can use this channel to help it to create a more reasonable, kind, and rational face, so as to suppress its insanity.

It's the same as how you shape the Light.

Of course, this has to be done by a professional. ”

"Well, I've got a very good fit here."

Murphy blinked and said:

"In a few days, we'll have to talk to Mr. Raven."

(End of chapter)