Father Mavie

Chapter 289 Heimyuk (please subscribe!!!)
At nightfall, Ma Wei took Junia to Central Park. Although the three-day winter festival will be held tomorrow, the stage and booths have been set up early, and some hardworking vendors will also open their shops in advance.

In the bustling Central Park, there were crowds of people. Propaganda banners had already been hung at the entrance. Police officers in woolen caps and gray coats were patrolling in twos. Torches stood on both sides of the stalls, creating a heroic and unrestrained atmosphere.

"Dad! There are delicious snacks there!"

Among the crowd, Junia dragged Ma Wei to a booth, pointed at the golden pastry that looked like Shaqima, and asked the middle-aged shopkeeper: "What is this?"

"Chuck Chuck, there are honey and nuts in it!" The middle-aged shopkeeper smiled and cut off a small piece, and handed it to Junia: "Little girl, have a taste."

"Ok!"

Junia took a bite of the golden and crisp chak chak, chewed it twice, grinned at the expectant middle-aged shopkeeper, and then
Pulling up Ma Wei, he walked towards the next dim sum stall, leaving the expectant middle-aged owner messed up in the cold wind.

"Isn't it delicious? Isn't it delicious?" The middle-aged shopkeeper took a sip by himself and muttered non-stop: "It tastes pretty good, just like before. The taste of children nowadays is really good."

While walking around the stall with Junia, Ma Wei observed the dense flow of people around him. Suddenly, he found the three of Daniel at a beer stand not far away.

Holding large wine glasses full of kvass, they drank and ate grilled sausages. They didn't seem to have a mission at all, as if they were here to play.

Ma Wei pulled Junia forward, asked the stall owner for a cup of kvass, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Father, you haven't shown up for a long time, so we're going to buy something to eat first."

Kovalev and Rusov hurriedly wiped the corners of their mouths, hid the sausage and kvass behind them, and said with some guilt.

"This is not the place to talk."

Ma Wei walked to the busker playing the accordion in the distance, where many tourists gathered in a circle to listen to the music, Ma Wei and Junia stood outside, and Daniel and the three soon followed.

"Did you find anything strange when you attended the seminar this afternoon?" Ma Wei asked.

"No. We all felt that the seminar was normal," Kovalev said.

"Didn't you see the cyan mist?"

"What cyan mist?"

Sure enough, I didn't find it.
After confirming his thoughts, Ma Wei continued to ask: "What do you think of the content of Michelson's speech? About the law of order?"

"What he said is really good!" Kovalev replied immediately: "He has a very deep understanding of order, priest, I think he is a rare talent, we can use it for ourselves!"

"That's right." Rusov nodded in agreement.

"So, if you didn't join the Church of Truth, you would have joined the School of Order?"

"This"

Kovalev and Rusov suddenly showed struggling expressions, their eyes flickered, as if something was manipulating their hearts, and blue and black traces like small snakes reappeared under the skin, the traces seemed to be alive. The thing, from the neck, gradually spread to their whole body.

Kovalev and Rusov's breathing suddenly became heavier. They gasped and covered their foreheads, gritted their teeth, and let out a low growl of pain. Passing tourists saw their appearance and retreated. dare not approach.

"Order. Order"

Hearing the vague language spoken in their mouths, Maveya took Junia's little hand, held the water mist ring in her bosom, and activated the magic.

The field unfolded, and the blue mist emerged out of thin air. The tourists exclaimed one after another. They didn't know what happened. When the water mist enveloped the bodies of Kovalev and Rusov, the ghosts walking on the surface of their skin The little green and black snake receded quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong with me?"

The two Kovalevs who had returned to normal looked around, puzzled.

"What were you thinking just now?"

"We heard a voice, a woman spoke in our ears, and then... Then I couldn't control my brain, and I could see a scale in a trance."

"Scale? Is this the scale?"

Mavi took out the badge Kursa gave him and said.

"Yes! That's it!"

The lingering fog obscured the vision, so Ma Wei was not worried that someone would take the opportunity to spy on their conversation. He took Kovalev and the others away from the crowd, and said in a low voice: "Don't go to the seminar anymore, The School of Order is weird, you can't resist it."

"Yes."

"As for you..." Ma Wei looked at Daniel, who was always normal, and asked curiously, "Why are you alright?"

"It's protecting me." Daniel took out a ring inlaid with purple gemstones from his pocket: "This is a treasure passed down from our Frederick royal family, Heimyuk, only the king can wear it. Before leaving, my father gave it to me. According to Pope Doppler II, this ring has the effect of shielding all vision interference. According to legend."

"Can you lend me a look?"

"Of course, teacher."

Daniel handed over the ring without hesitation.

Mavi looked at Heimyuk. The deep purple gemstone was pure and clear without any impurities. Through the light of the torch in the distance, one could vaguely see a phantom of a white clarinet inside the gemstone.

After observing for a while, Mavi didn't find anything strange. He returned the ring to Daniel and asked, "Does this gemstone have a history?"

"In the ancestral diary kept by our family, it is mentioned that Heimyuk was a gift from a bard to the ancestors. Because a few pages of the diary are missing, we don't know the specific reason." Daniel said.

Missing content?
Obviously, the ancestors of the Frederick family once wrote down the process of obtaining Heimyuk in a diary and passed it on to future generations, but part of the key reason for the record disappeared, which reminded Mavi of the lost god history, he estimated
The diary of the patriarch of the royal family of Frederick was also one of the victims.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Ma Wei smiled, "For the sake of caution, you don't have any contact with people from the Society of Order. Daniel doesn't care. Kovalev, you can't resist?"

Surprised, Ma Wei suddenly remembered something.

He fumbled in his bosom, and took out a gold ring engraved with a magic circle, Sequence 106, the bard's chants.

Magic that can purify and absorb unnatural negative effects.

It is similar to the Heimyuk that Daniel took out, even the name and background are highly similar.

Bard.
After thinking for a moment, Ma Wei activated the ring, and the faint blue light poured into the magic circle, and the second domain unfolded invisible. This time, Ma Wei poured more magic power into it to avoid being affected by the water mist magic.

The ethereal and distant singing resounded impressively in the blue mist. Daniel and the others saw a phantom appearing behind Mavi, wearing a plaid skirt, a feathered hat, and a harp.
Exactly the same as the legendary bard.

The clear and loud singing came to the ears of Kovalev and Rusov. Their faces were originally calm, but suddenly their bodies shook, and a small blue-black snake reappeared under their skin, but this time, the little blue-black snake was no longer Instead of bewitching them, they struggled to squirm, as if trying to escape the realm covered by the song.

The more intense the squirming of the blue-black snake, the more ferocious the faces of Kovalev and Rusov became. However, under the pressure of the water mist, the blue-black snake failed to escape and gradually calmed down, turning into a thin black The air floated out of the pores and got into the ring in Mavi's hand.

"call!"

Kovalev and Rusov's eyes suddenly became clear, and they let out a long breath, and their whole bodies became light: "Father, what the hell is this?"

"The real culprit that led you to endorse the content of Michelsson's speech"

If Kovalev and Rusov's beliefs are not strong enough, they may not be able to resist the erosion and bewitchment of the blue mist, and eventually abandon the truth and turn to the School of Order.

This is the last result Mavi wants to see.

Fortunately, he remembered the 106 bard's chants and solved the problem that troubled them.

"Sure enough, the weirder the world, the more we need the existence of purification power. Bard, what is your name?"

Ma Wei looked up at the starry sky, staring at the bright moon covered by the blue mist, feeling very emotional in his heart.

If the books of the Apocalypse Sect were not obtained, the Church of Truth would encounter many troubles if it wanted to expand, such as the weird blue mist used by the School of Order. Ordinary believers like Lev and Rusov can't do it.
Kovalev, who had lingering fear, asked, "Father, what should we do now? Should we ask for help?"

The goddess is standing in front of you, who do you ask for help?

Ma Wei put his palms on his chest and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, the goddess will protect us, and she is by our side."

Kovalev and Rusov immediately pressed their chests and nodded reverently: "Praise the goddess!"

Daniel looked at the two of them, and finally pressed his chest imitatively, and said without distraction: "Praise the goddess."

"I have a hunch that at tomorrow's celebration, we will be able to get in touch with the big shots behind the School of Order."

Ma Wei said softly: "Don't meddle in this matter anymore, I will handle it myself, and you are responsible for recording."

"As ordered."

"By the way, Daniel, if you were not affected by the blue mist, why did you applaud and cheer at the seminar?"

"... Applause is polite, this is the most basic etiquette of nobles, people speak so hard, what's wrong with complimenting?"

Daniel shrugged and said:
"We can disapprove of the content of the other party's speech, or kill the other party after the speech, none of which will affect our recognition of the speaker's efforts!"

"Effort is one thing, but the result is another. Effort does not mean the result, and the result does not necessarily require hard work. Teacher, are you right?"

"."

Mavi felt more and more that Daniel was difficult to deal with, this kid.
Too slippery.

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(End of this chapter)