Father Mavie

Chapter 293 Soul Research Institute (please subscribe!!!)

At 9:[-] p.m., shortly after the Holy Light Mithril Society left, the priests and monks of the Wisdom God Cult also rushed to the scene, but they only saw the broken floats and did not know anything about what happened.

The manpower sent by the God of Wisdom to establish churches in local cities are not considered core members, and those who are truly capable are kept by Archbishop Henry, so Mavi is not worried that they will do bad things. What happened in Tobolsk will soon it will be resolved.

Back on Qiming Street, Ma Wei did not go to Church No. 78. The door was open there, and screams could be heard from inside. It had already been attacked by the Holy Light Mithril Society, and Jin Na would probably not go back.

"Boss, where should we find Jinna?"

"Meligino, the Soul Research Institute you investigated is also an organization established by Jin Na. After the Holy Light Mithril Society starts its operation, she will definitely flee to Meligino for refuge. Borsk, let's go to Meligino immediately to find the Soul Research Institute."

As the behind-the-scenes man behind the creation of the School of Order and the Institute of Soul, Jin Na must have left a way out for herself, and Ma Wei intends to kill her before she escapes.
Completely solve this incident.

It is too dangerous to let a transcendent who intends to become a god move freely. Jin Na's act of using the souls of believers to nourish her body also touched Ma Wei's bottom line. This time, he will not win Jin Na like he did with the blood race.

The Church of Truth also has enough strength to get rid of it.

Before going to the station, Ma Wei went back to the hotel, packed his luggage, and settled the rent for the past two days.

Melissa was still on duty. When Ma Wei came back, she was standing in front of the window overlooking the church at No. 78 Qiming Street, clutching the pendant tightly in her hand, with a worried look on her face.

Seeing Ma Wei, she quickly put away the pendant, showing an unnatural smile.

"Let's go, Miss Melissa."

"Ah, sir, please go slowly."

"I think we'll meet again soon."

Lowering the brim of his hat, Mavi left a meaningful smile, walked out of the hotel, and stopped a carriage.

"Boss, what did you mean by that sentence?"

On the carriage heading to the station, Levin was puzzled: "Will we meet Melissa again?"

"She's not an ordinary person, and neither is her grandma." Ma Wei threw a mint leaf into his mouth, "If I'm not wrong, they should be members of the Holy Light Mithril Society, and their duties are probably to investigate beforehand and deliver Messages or something."

"how do you know?"

"Don't you doubt how the Holy Light Mithril discovered Jin Na's true identity?"

"They have been investigating for three months, and they will have some clues!"

"That's right, but the magic used by the School of Order is so powerful that even Kovalev and Rusov can't resist it. The group of men in black we contacted tonight is about the same strength as Kovalev and the others, so, They can't find Jin Na through normal channels." Ma Wei said word by word: "You have also participated in the seminar of the School of Order before, didn't you find anything strange?"

"A little bit." Levin thought about it. "At that time, I also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the seminar. I suspected that the School of Order had done something wrong, but I really didn't investigate the specific reason."

The cyan mist can't affect Levin?

Daniel relies on the ancestral ring Heimyuk, why does Levin rely on it?
"Fat Orange, when Levin attended the seminar, did you go in with him?"

"No, I was on guard outside." Fat Orange said.

Could it be the Eye of the Golden Crow?
Apart from the Siren's Tears, the Heart of the Jungle, and a few magic rings, the magic props that Levin carried were only the Golden Crow's Eye, which could bring good luck.

If Levin hadn't noticed that the School of Order used the cyan mist magic, then he would definitely not have activated the bard's singing or water mist resistance.
Mavi can only attribute the reason why Levin is not affected to the Eye of the Golden Crow.

After all, it is a relic of a certain god, and it is not surprising that it can block some negative effects.

Besides
The curse of the gods on Levine may also be one of the reasons.

In any case, Levin, who was not aware of the opponent's means at all, was indeed full of luck, and bad luck would avoid him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was favored by the god of good luck.

After about half an hour, the four-wheeled carriage arrived at Tobolsk Station. After paying the fare, Mavi and the others bought tickets and boarded the last train to Meligino. They would arrive at their destination tomorrow morning.

And the Mithril of the Holy Light, who missed the last train, will not be able to arrive at Meligino until at least tomorrow night.
Everything is too late.

The next day, Meligino.

As soon as it was dawn, Kursa was woken up by a loud knock on the door. She opened the door sleepily, and looked at the mentor Michelsong standing outside the door with a puzzled expression: "Teacher?"

"It's time to go, Kursa." Michelsson said with a straight face, "Today is the day you were baptized."

"Really?!"

Kursa's face brightened. She didn't expect this day to come so soon. Within the School of Order, only those who absolutely believe in order are eligible to be baptized. This is a great honor. She has been thinking about it all the time, and finally ushered in the opportunity.

The night before yesterday, Michelson found her and said that after introducing Ma Wei, she could be baptized as an exception. Before she even had time to pack her luggage, she came to Meligino together with several other qualified believers. Stay at the hotel and wait for news.

Baptism is a very solemn and solemn ceremony. Only one believer can be baptized every day. One went yesterday, and today it is Kursa's turn.

"Pack up and go with me."

Michelsson lightly asked.

"Ok!"

Kursa changed her clothes as quickly as possible, got into the carriage with Michelsson, and came to an abandoned church on the outskirts of the city. Behind the church was a cemetery. A lot of new graves were built, and the crows stayed on the dead branches, screaming.

"Teacher, is this the place to be baptized?"

Looking at the desolate scene around her, Kursa shrank her neck.

This place is different from the place she imagined to be baptized. She felt that she should be on the baptism platform in a magnificent cathedral under the eyes of everyone, instead of such a desolate place.

"Don't think too much, before we can establish order, we have to hide ourselves, the more remote the place, the less risk of exposure."

Michelson said as he pushed open the door of the abandoned church.

The dust fell, the corners of the walls were densely covered with cobwebs, and mice ran through the darkness. It was clearly daytime, but there was no sunlight in the church, it was dark and humid, and there was a smell of blood floating in the air.

"Is the teacher really here?"

Kursa was a little scared. No matter how you looked at it, this church didn't look like a serious place. On the contrary, it was as scary as the eerie cemetery in the novel, where monsters would pop up at any time.

This time Michelsson did not answer her, but walked ahead with his hands behind his back, and entered a tunnel hidden under the pulpit without a door.

Kursa, who was beating drums in her heart, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and followed. She had no other choice. If she didn't go in, the belief that she had worked so hard to build before would collapse in an instant.

not to mention
Not long ago, the School of Order really helped her solve her father's problem.

Walking in the tunnel where she couldn't see her fingers, Kursa had goose bumps all over her body. The only thing that could comfort her was the sound of Michelson's breathing.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a ray of light appeared in front of him. It was a rusty iron door with a dusty kerosene lamp hanging in the corner. Michelsson stepped forward and gently knocked on the iron door.

clang clang!

click!

The iron door peeped through the lattice window, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. The other party looked at Michelsson, then at Kursa, closed the lattice window, and opened the iron door.

A gloomy and cold atmosphere rushed over. Although the room was covered with a red carpet and torches were lit for lighting, the blood-stained iron bed in the middle still shattered Kursa's last hope.

She took two steps back, looked in horror at the pale-skinned people in the room, who were holding strange tools in their hands, and said in a trembling voice, "Teacher, what exactly is this place?"

"Here is the baptismal room." Michelsson turned around and cast a cold gaze from behind his gold-rimmed glasses: "Didn't you always want to be baptized? Come on, my child. This is a moment that belongs only to you. "

"no no."

Kursa turned her head to escape, but a small green snake suddenly sprang out from the ground, biting her throat.

Accompanied by severe pain and dizziness, Kursa fell heavily to the ground, and the young snake transformed into a pale Jinna.

"President?!"

Seeing the bruised Jinna, Michelson was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?!"

"The Holy Light Mithril Society is chasing after me. I don't have much time. Where's the potion? Get it here!"

(End of this chapter)