The more Aurore thought about it, the more she felt that there was a problem:
Facing the powerful shepherd Pierre. Berry, the current parish priest Guillaume, who has no extraordinary abilities at all. What did Bené take to suppress him?
If the priest of this parish is the one who has been favored by the hidden existence so much that the entire small group regards him as the leader, then he should have accepted the gift long ago and is no longer an ordinary person!
And if he does not accept the gift for a long time, he will inevitably be ostracized.
In this case, the original status, power, and scheming cannot compare to one's own strength and distance from the gods.
Because there was no extra time to think, Aurore could only think of two explanations:
First, in that small group, Guillaume. Benet is not the real leader, he is more of a special use of his identity to provide an occasion for conspiracy to hide the abnormality from the "Eternal Sun" Church in the Daliege area, and the real leader is someone else!
The second is Guillaume. Bene is not refusing to accept the gift, but is waiting for an opportunity that will allow him to directly obtain more powerful powers.
And either explanation doesn't seem to be a good thing.
Aurore looked at the three sheep and asked further:
"And Pierre. Who is the person who Berry did to you together?"
Each of the three sheep wrote their own answers:
"Nior. Best."
"A shepherd named Nior."
"He is called Nior."
Nior. Best, he also gained great power? Aurore knew this person.
He is also a shepherd in the village of Cordoo, and often works with Pierre. Berry moved to graze together, but this time he didn't seem to come back early.
"Where's Nior? I didn't see him in the village." Aurore asked.
The three sheep took a few steps, left the place full of words, and found new blank soil to write:
"He's dead."
"I killed you."
"We killed him, but we got caught."
Die in a counterattack? Aurore nodded thoughtfully:
"You are all extraordinary?"
The three sheep did not continue to write the plateau language with their hooves, and gave an affirmative answer with a nod.
Aurore said "hmm", and his thoughts changed sharply:
Pierre. Berry and Nior. Best's hunting targets turned out to be extraordinary, what was he trying to do?
And he died a ......
Either Nior's strength is far inferior to Pierre's, or they have gained power through gifts, and they are not so skilled in mastering it, and there will inevitably be some problems in the transcendent battle......
Aurore looked at the three sheep again and said:
"Do you know what Pierre is arresting you for?"
The three sheep began to write again:
"I heard him mention God and dedication."
"It may be used for blood sacrifices."
"I suspect he wants to sacrifice us to the evil god."
Sure enough, the extraordinary are extremely spiritual and possess characteristics, and they are sacrifices many times stronger than ordinary people, and they can please the evil gods even more...... Pierre. Berry and Nior. Best used the transition shepherd as a cover to go to other countries to catch extraordinary people for sacrifice? This is indeed not easy to attract the attention of local officials...... Aurore nodded invisibly.
She solemnly asked:
"Did Pierre mention the name of that god?
"Or rather, to whom did you pray for the ritual of turning you into sheep?"
The three sheep were stunned at the same time, as if they were stuck in memories.
Immediately afterwards, they all lowered their heads and stretched out their hooves towards the dirt in front of them.
For some reason, Aurore suddenly felt that the surroundings were much colder and darker, just like the sun high in the sky was just covered by dark clouds, and there happened to be a cool mountain breeze blowing by.
The three sheep began to write.
Aurore's spiritual intuition had a strong warning, and he immediately shouted:
"Wait a minute!"
The three sheep looked up and looked at her.
At some point, blood-colored tears had flowed from the corners of their eyes, and the fur on their faces was stained, which was very scary.
In the next second, the three sheep continued to write.
Aurore quickly turned around and rushed towards the edge of the fence.
When she got out of the sheepfold and looked back, the three sheep were bathing in the sunlight shining high above.
If it weren't for the bloody traces on their faces, everything would be fine.
Plop, plop...... Aurore's heart was still beating.
She gasped and rejoiced:
"If I hadn't mastered the secret technique of preliminarily sealing the eyes, I would have seen things I shouldn't have seen from time to time, I would have been tested and had a strong intuition, and I really couldn't react just now......"
She immediately took out the iron-black powder and threw them into the sheepfold.
Those words on the dirt ground were suddenly erased by invisible hands.
As for the stains on the sheep's face, it was difficult for Aurore to clean it with spells, and she didn't dare to get close to it, so she scrubbed it directly with water.
She was worried that the three sheep were different from just now and had potential dangers.
…………
In the old tavern, Lumian, who was drinking light green vermouth, held the bar with his right elbow and looked around casually.
He didn't see the mysterious lady, nor did he find the three foreigners, Ryan, Leah, and Valentine.
The former, he didn't know when the other party would appear, he could only try his luck, the latter three, he thought they should be walking around the village, looking for someone to chat with.
"Actually, I have a chance to get married." Pierre who has finished a glass of absinthe. Berry picked up the new pale green liquid and murmured.
"Really?" Lumian scoffed, "Who can have a fancy to a shepherd?"
Pierre sighed and said:
"Most of the plain pastures we transferred to have owners, either from a manor owner or from a nearby village.
"This is a good thing, for the shepherd." Lumian smiled.
Pierre took a sip of absinthe and glanced sideways at him:
"That girl has to take a fancy to you, and she can't ask for a dowry.
"That time, there happened to be a girl who thought I was good, didn't dislike me as a poor man and shepherd, and was willing to marry me, wasn't she stupid?"
"Yes." Lumian nodded "honestly".
Pierre held the pale green absinthe and was silent for a while before saying:
"Then she died.
"She was working in a factory on the outskirts of the city, she was so tired that she got sick, and I went to several churches, prayed to a priest and a doctor to treat her, but to no avail.
"After that day, I understood a truth."
"What is the reason?" Lumian took a sip of absinthe.
Pierre's face flashed with resentment:
"Those who have flesh on their bodies and poop under their bodies can't save us at all!"
"The body is not meat, is it okay not to poop underneath?" Lumian asked rhetorically.
Pierre chuckled twice:
"Those are saints and angels, but will they look at us?"
Lumian "tsk":
"Then why do you still go to the church to pray with the priest?
"Not only does he have flesh on his body and shit underneath, but he also likes to sleep with women."
Pierre turned his head sideways again and glanced at Lumian:
"You don't understand, he has some kind of intellect that can save our souls."
"Intelligence?" Lumian didn't quite understand the word.
Pierre took another sip of pale green vermouth, as if he hadn't heard the question.
Lumian didn't dare to inquire deeply, so he chatted instead:
"I heard that you went to church at one or two o'clock, so why do you have to go at three or four o'clock?"
Pierre smiled gently:
"You can chat with people who are equally intelligent in the afternoon."
He did not deny that he had been to church in the afternoon.
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief - at least for now, it seems that no one else can preserve the memory and interfere with the course of "history".
He suspected that Pierre. Berry went to church in the afternoon to communicate with the parish priest in advance, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon was the communication of the small group.
After drinking and seeing that dinner time had come, Lumian and Pierre. Berry parted ways and returned home.
When walking to a secluded path, the younger brother of the parishioner, Pons. Bene led a few thugs who suddenly came in from the fork in the road and blocked him.
The strong, black-haired and blue-eyed Pons. Bene looked at Lumian and smiled fiercely:
"Are you very good at playing pranks in the afternoon? We must delay our time at church.
"If the priest hadn't been there, I would have beaten you up then!
"Bastard boy, come and eat your dad Pons' xx."
Lumian was stunned for a second by the guy's stupidity, and then fell into ecstasy.
He and Aurore's judgment was not wrong, in the last cycle, before Naroka's funeral, Pons. Bene should not have gained extraordinary power yet, and he can smell the breath of danger!
He dared to block an extraordinary person now!
Without hesitation, Lumian turned around and ran wildly.
Pons and his thugs followed.
But as soon as they rushed out of the path separated by two buildings, they lost track of their target.
Pons. Bene glanced left and right, and ordered his men:
"Look everywhere."
He felt that Lumian couldn't run that fast, so he should have been hiding nearby.
The thugs immediately dispersed, searching for nearby hideouts, leaving only Pons. Bene stood alone at the entrance of the path.
Seeing this, Lumian climbed to the second floor of the house next to him, said "hey" and jumped directly towards Pons.
Bang!
Pong Si was knocked to the ground by the huge force, his qi and blood rolled, his eyes turned black, and he briefly lost his ability to fight.
If Lumian hadn't restrained himself and hadn't hit him directly, he might have had to break a few bones.
Lumian stood up and bent down to grab Pons' left and right forearms, smiling at him:
"Come, let's get close."
Before Pence could resist, he pulled the other party into his arms and pushed his knees over.
With a pop, Pongsi's eyes were about to bulge, and his face was full of extreme pain.
Plop!
Lumian let go and let the guy fall to the ground, curled up into a shrimp.
He immediately turned around and ran into the path before a few thugs ran back, disappearing at the end.
…………
Part-time in the kitchen of the living room and dining room.
Lumian reported the situation on his side to his sister:
"Pierre. Berry went to church again in the afternoon...... It can be confirmed that Pons. Bene doesn't have extraordinary abilities yet."
Aurore nodded lightly and talked about what happened to her, especially the unknown and inexplicable danger at the end.
Lumian thought for a while and said:
"The mysterious lady said that the mere knowledge of His existence can lead to you being contaminated."
(End of this chapter)