The unsurprised look on Vanna's face certainly didn't hide Heidi, and the "psychiatrist" who often worked with the Church immediately guessed something from the Inquisitor's reaction.

After a slight hesitation, she asked cautiously, "Looks like ...... What is the problem behind this incident? ”

Vana nodded: "It's a big problem. ”

Heidi thought for a moment, and said quickly as she packed her medical kit: "I'm on vacation tomorrow, and I may be ...... for a while."

"Lady Heidi, you may already have a connection to this," Vana glanced at Heidi, "I'm sorry, but all the people who showed up at the scene at the time, including me, were exposed to some kind of cognitive contamination, and the mental problems you found in these cultists actually happened to each and every one of us, but ...... Thanks to the Goddess's protection, we are not deeply polluted, so we have just 'woken up' at this time. ”

“…… Damn, I knew this was going to happen sooner or later," Heidi finally stopped packing her medical kit and covered her forehead, "I should have taken my father's advice to follow his career and become an antique appraiser, or even my mother's advice to become a history teacher at a public school in Cross Block...... That's a lot safer than dealing with cultists. ”

"Come to think of it, at least your current job is enough to make you live a decent life in Uptown," Vanna shook her head, her attitude in front of Heidi, who seemed to be the same age and known for many years, her attitude was much more approachable than in front of her subordinates, "Let's talk about what you find, it may help the church and the town hall to grasp the situation." ”

“…… It's actually quite simple, an obvious disobedience," Heidi sighed, speaking of the clues she had dug up from the cultists' subconscious, "On the night of the dedication ceremony, a sacrifice went out of control in front of the totem of the sun and sacrificed the priest who presided over the ceremony in reverse, and according to the clues we found at the scene, the 'sacrifice' that caused the loss of control was actually a 'corpse' that had already been sacrificed, and he came back to life and walked to the high platform, right?" ”

Vana nodded: "Of course, I remember it very well. ”

"Then the problem becomes...... Since this sacrifice had already been sacrificed once, why didn't any of the cultists at the scene recognize him at that time? Ordinary cultists are just that, why didn't even the priest himself recognize that the sacrifice in front of him had been offered by himself not long ago? ”

Vanna slowly frowned: "...... The cultists at the scene watched as the sacrifice that had been sacrificed once before reappeared in front of them, but no one noticed anything unusual...... Their memories have been tampered with and their perceptions distorted. ”

"Even we weren't aware of this obvious dissonance at the time, did we?" Heidi smiled wryly and spread her hands, "In fact, I didn't even realize I was ignoring this matter until an hour ago, and only now do I know from you that my own spirit has been affected. ”

Vanna didn't speak for a moment, and turned to the cultist, who was still in a state of confusion.

The cultist, who had been double-hypnotized by a large dose of neurological drugs and powerful incense, just shook his head slightly and looked blankly at the tall lady in front of him.

Vanna suddenly turned around and asked, "Are these cultists also because of cognitive confusion when they slash each other after the ritual gets out of control?" ”

"Yes, I 'see' some flickering images in their memory," Heidi replied, "and they seem to have imprinted a very strong impression on them that everyone else at the ceremony was occupied and controlled by evil spirits or something like that, and that they did not think they were slashing their fellow citizens, but that they were expelling the evil spirits from the bodies of other people......"

"This is mostly a warning from their soul instinct - cultists are also cultists, after all, there is a dark sun behind them to 'bless' these people, when a great and strange danger arises, these blessed cultists are very likely to perceive something," Vana analyzed based on experience, "Their crazy hallucinations actually reveal the truth more or less, but unfortunately, these untrained ordinary people do not know how to discern the meaning of these warnings, but fall into a state of collective madness." ”

Heidi looked at Vanna, who had a serious face, and after hesitating a few times, she finally spoke cautiously: "So...... What's behind this? Is it worse than the ancient sun? ”

Vanna thought for a moment and shook her head slightly: "Don't ask, Heidi, you don't have a deep connection with this matter, but if you learn more, some unbreakable connection may be established." ”

"Well, since even you, the Inquisitor, say so, then it's important for me to protect my life," Heidi said, picking up the medical kit that had been packed, "I'm really going to take a vacation for myself...... Don't worry, it's not a runaway, there will be an exhibition at the Maritime Museum in two days, and I'm quite interested. ”

Vanna nodded, "A visit to the Maritime Museum is a great way to relax, and the blessings of the goddess are also abundant in those exhibits." ”

Heidi smiled, picked up the medical kit and walked to the door, but just as she was about to push the door out, she suddenly stopped and looked back at Fanna uneasily: "I said...... Has the pollution really subsided? ”

"Don't worry, of course it's gone," Vanna said helplessly, "We're just catching up on some 'remnants', you've been in this quiet underground sanctuary for so long, and the blessing of the goddess has already cleaned you up." ”

"Then I'll be relieved," Heidi breathed a sigh of relief and pushed open the door, "then I'll see you next time, Inquisitor Vanna." ”

Vanna watched Miss Heidi leave the room.

Beside her, the Suncultist, who had been muddled by powerful incense and nerve potions, also stared blankly at Vana with half-open eyes.

The potions made by modern civilization, the incense passed down from ancient times, the tranquil environment of the temple, and the "blessing" of the sun deeply rooted in the soul are all these chaotic forces entangled, converging, and producing subtle effects in the body of the cultist.

In the eyes of the cultists, Fanna's hazy figure was reflected.

He saw the inquisitor standing in front of him, tall and firm.

He saw a phantus of the Mock Lake standing behind Vanna, an almost transparent illusion surrounded by a dark green flame.

The tall illusion stood silently behind Vanna, expressionless.

……

Duncan sat expressionlessly in the chart room, watching the doll Alice busy in front of him.

She brought a large tray with clear cutlery and a large bowl of steaming soup.

It smells like fish soup.

Apparently, after getting more familiar with the environment on the Lost Place, the puppet lady came up with the idea of "doing something for the captain in her own way".

"Dinner?" Duncan looked at the puppet curiously, watching the other party put the cutlery and fish soup in front of him, "Why did you suddenly think of making this?" ”

"I finished cleaning up the kitchen and saw the ...... in the bucket Fish," Alice smiled and looked proud, "I can't help with a lot of the work on the ship, but I can always cook, and I'll cook for you later." ”

"It's a good thing to have this heart," Duncan didn't know what to say about this strange doll, but in the face of Alice's sincere smile, no one was embarrassed to refuse, he was just a little curious, "But as a doll, do you know how to cook?" ”

"I can learn, it feels pretty simple," Alice said with a look of course, "Just ask Mr. Goathead about the basics, he told me a lot about cooking before......"

Duncan looked blankly at the goat's head next to him, and then at Alice.

A wood carving, a puppet of unknown material, the two of them together can't make up a digestive system, and they also get together to study cooking, one dares to teach, and the other really dares to listen?

He didn't know what he should be feeling, but he picked up the spoon and stirred the fish soup in the bowl, saying that at least this thing smelled right, but the next second, his movements froze.

After a moment of silence, he reached out and fished out a long silver-white hair from the spoon.

"Your hair fell in." Duncan said expressionlessly.

"Ah, I didn't drop my hair in," Alice waved her hand at once, "my head fell in...... But don't worry, I got it right away, and I didn't need anyone to help! ”

Duncan: "......? ”