Chapter 322: Heart of Wendigos

During the three-week trip to Yankee, a certain issue has been plaguing Joes.
After arriving in the political capital of the New California Republic, he followed his "lock" to the so-called association meeting, which was set in a deep and forgotten room in the superstructure of the Saint-Delais church.
The dark road along the way was lit by thin candles, and Jos came in a simple robe, and his "lock" also taught him to do so.
He is a whisperer, a secretly trained wizard of the Kaimon Church.
Although the sacred ancient church always regarded wizards as heretics, it did not prevent them from using this power. The bishops regarded witchcraft as a beast of floods and had to admit that this was a sharp weapon.
The whisperers are here, they are responsible to the court, but the administrator is the patriarch of each region.
In peacetime, they are active in various identities. Once the assembly order is issued, they will quickly rush to the church to report, but this time the situation is a bit different...
"Relax."
No whisperer has a single-line contact, which is collectively referred to as the "lock", and Ackerman is the "lock" of Jos.
Joss felt he couldn't do what he had been repeating.
He didn't like this kind of secret meeting, and Ackerman behaved so mysteriously, which made him more uneasy.
"This is not the same as you think."
Ackerman said so to him, but he disagreed.
What does he think it is? Forbidden secret parliament? Holy seminar? Or worse.
Horrible group? Internal worms? Church cancer at the heart?
When he walked into the dim aisle, he hoped that what would be waiting for him would be a hell-like evil party.
That proves that the Patriarch is infected with the products of Hanan. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the church. Although it is difficult for the world to see the truth, as far as Qiaosi knows, the trial of the trial within the church is becoming more and more Frequently, many rural churches in remote areas have long been reduced to cult lairs.
But he hoped that it was another thing. If this secret association was corrupted, then Ackerman's attendance showed that this corruption had a far-reaching impact.
Jos doesn’t want to fight Ackerman, but if what he’s worried about is true, then in the next few minutes, he may have to fight his brother who had been with him once and for all.
"Who is coming?"
There was a voice in the darkness, and Jos saw a figure, which was obviously an old man from his physique, but he was hiding under the hooded cloak.
"Two souls."
Ackerman replied.
"What is your name?"
The man asked mechanically.
"I can't say."
"Pass, friends."
They entered the secret room, and Jos was hesitant. This huge area full of brackets was mysteriously illuminated by candles. Many hooded people stood around. The dancing fire illuminated the strange shadow of the deep building structure.
"A new friend is here."
As soon as Ackerman announced, all the hooded people turned around.
Jos was stunned because he saw a face named Hein Victor, the patriarch here, and the administrator of Saint-Dresser Cathedral.
He also saw him, and the frozen surprise.
"It seems that our new partner is a little scared."
He smiled and waved at Qiao Si, but somehow, Qiao Si moved and followed.
The two of them kept coming to the balcony of the room, and Jos was able to stay away from the darkness, but it was not until now that he discovered that he was at the top of the cathedral.
The balconies, like convex lips, extend from the thickest part of the high tower of the cathedral, overlooking the crowded and lively crowds below. Although the broadcaster puts a gentle high music in the church, but the night wind outside In the middle, there were cheers and hymns chanting from the crescent-shaped platforms.
There were originally several oil lamps everywhere, but now none of them are in operation. The light coming from below is from the candles held by countless amphitheatre audiences.
At a slightly raised edge, Patriarch Hein was leaning on the stone wall to watch the crowd, and his expression was obviously not affected by the crowded scene in front of him.
"They can't see us yet."
The Patriarch made his head in a relaxed tone.
"It's too dark on our side. Anyone who distracts and looks up carefully has the risk of misspelling the lyrics, and that's unforgivable."
Qiao Si looked down at the pious believers.
"But adults, don't they already have the lyrics in mind?"
Hein looked at the linger beside him with an amused expression.
"It really looks like a true devotee will say it."
Joss just nodded and did not answer.
"Those who are illiterate need to recite rote."
Hein laughed again.
"In this way, the Proverbs of the Father will never leave us-it will remain unchangeable, profane, and immortal."
"Praise the Father."
Before much thought, the ritual word came out of his lips.
Hein straightened up and patted the dust on his bright red robe with gold trim.
"Sometimes, praise alone is not enough to satisfy the Father's justice."
His answer became short, and every word appeared hard and sharp.
"You must have doubts or even doubts about us."
The Patriarch looked at Jos for a long time.
"Let me ask you a question, are you afraid of witchcraft?"
"Witchcraft is the doorway for demons to come and go ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Only by purifying with the ceremonial rituals and steadfastly refusing at all times, can those of us cursed by witchcraft have the hope of surviving and serving the Father. "
Joss recounted the content of the proverbs in the linguistic words.
"Good, but you failed to answer my question."
He stared at Joss.
"Answer me, cryptic, are you afraid of witchcraft?"
There was no slight hesitation in Joe's answer.
"Of course I am afraid, if not always vigilant, sorcerers will destroy humans. They are like heretics, demons and non-human monsters. They are the enemy of human beings. Our fear makes us strong, it spurs us. We are going to destroy these monsters. If I have no fear of these things, then I have nothing to fight with."
"exactly."
Hein nodded in praise.
"I have doubts that you are not the best person to perform this task, and now it is gone."
"task?"
The archbishop sighed and looked away.
"The church is facing a huge danger, and we are determined to eliminate it."
"Where does the danger come from?"
"Inside of us, a decaying force is eroding our beliefs. Too many, we have to act in secret."
This sentence shocked Qiao Si. He never thought that the interior of the church had reached the point where even the patriarch must act secretly.
"What about...the trial court?"
"They are overwhelmed by their own concerns. Things in the old continent have left them in a hurry, and now we can only rely on us."
"Understood, so what do you intend to give to me?"
"A thing, cultists intend to use it to do some terrible things."
"What is it?"
"Heart of Wendigo."
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