"The Wall of the Faithless?"
The information that the bishop accidentally revealed surprised and puzzled the outsiders, but they didn't know if it was a religious statement or if it really existed.
He reached out and returned the commemorative coin to Bishop Owen, but the bishop waved his hand and did not take it:
"This is for you as a souvenir, anyway, it was originally used to promote Holy Prayer. Mr. Hamilton, you can often come to Dawn Church in the future. We will have very formal lectures every week, or simply go to the confessional to tell It's okay to worry about yourself."
He hasn't given up on the idea of Rashad's teaching.
Xia De agreed, and put the small coin into the breast pocket of his shirt to prevent it from slipping in the coat pocket.
Bishop Owen had other things to do. After he left, Priest Augustus took Shad to leave Dawn Square to get the potion "The Price of Growth".
The priest has a rented stronghold for dispensing potions outside the Church of Dawn. After all, dispensing potions in the church is too risky.
"Priest, is there really a Wall of Unbelievers in our world?"
Xia De asked in a low voice on the road, and Priest Augustus' answer was ambiguous:
"No one can come back after death, so I can't give an exact answer. But judging from ancient books and documents, at least since the third era, there has been a very clear statement of the 'Wall of Unbelievers', very It is possible that this is real... Detective, I remember that you seem to have awakened from your blindness and have not yet chosen your own beliefs, this is not okay..."
He slowed down to look at Xia De, smiled and said the same words as Bishop Owen:
"Are you interested in learning about the beliefs of our Lord [Mr. Liming]?"
If you are just a shallow believer, you don't have any specific obligations to bear, and you don't even have to go to church to pray every week. But correspondingly, if you encounter something like a haunted ghost, don't think that the church can help exorcise the demon for free, and the church's other help is not paid.
Xia De walked forward beside the priest, thinking about things about faith,
In fact, he is not sure whether he will be able to complete the path of sublimation of the twelve divinities before he dies, so in order to prevent being used to paste the wall after death, and in order not to be embarrassed when asked questions about beliefs in daily communication activities, It seems to be nothing to choose a **** to become a shallow believer.
"I'm going to think about it."
He gave an answer, anyway, he was not in a hurry, when he needed it, Xia De went to the church to buy some hanging ornaments with holy emblems and put them at home, and then verbally declared that he was a believer of the righteous god.
Priest Augustus had rented a basement in his apartment near the Church of the Dawn, and the landlord was an old friend of his who was infallible. Most of the priest's books, relics, various spell-casting materials and equipment for preparing potions are stored in the basement.
That street is called Great Street, which is next to Dawn Square, and it takes only about ten minutes to walk from the church door to the basement of the apartment.
The basement here is much larger than the basement of Shade's house, and the ceiling is also higher. Because the first floor of the apartment is actually higher than the street level, a small window was opened at the top of the wall in the basement to let in the sunlight from the outside.
Of course, it must be closed on rainy days.
This place can basically be used as a "studio", where the priest not only placed the bottles and jars and equipment for configuring potions, but also had beds and wardrobes.
Not to keep the sun out, but to keep the smell from escaping.
"I'll never make this potion again. The smell is unbearable. Even when I was a young missionary in a rural village, I never smelled it."
When Xia De counted the cost of materials to the priest, the priest looked helpless.
In addition to these things, Xia De also drew the pattern of the bottom of the potion bottle found in the hidden space in the basement on his notepad, hoping that the priest could help identify it.
The main body of the pattern is an equilateral triangle, the three corners of the triangle are respectively connected with a small circle, and inside the triangle is a person with wings.
"Interesting, it should be some kind of ancient sign, I don't recognize it."
Priest Augustus shook his head.
"You don't know either?"
"But don't be disappointed. Although I don't know it, there may be a record of this symbol in the library of the church. I can check it out, but is it convenient for you to reveal the origin of this symbol?"
The priest asked, Shad cautiously shook his head:
"It's inconvenient for now, but I'll tell you later. Be careful when you look for it. This sign is most likely related to Ring Warlocks. I hope it won't cause you any trouble."
"It's okay, it's just a small thing."
The priest waved his hand, and the two parted ways on the busy street.
It was exactly eight o'clock at this time, and Xia De returned to the Saint Teresa Square with the paper bag first, hid the potion and the pile of disgusting materials behind the hidden wall in the basement, and waited to try to bring back the past after midnight today .
Afterwards, he greeted Mia who was walking at home, and then walked out of the house again.
The lawyer entrusted by Mrs. Lemaire to investigate is named Rock Laurel. When he visited Mrs. Lemaire, he left his business card, so Shade could easily find someone based on the clues of the business card.
Mr. Laurel does not work in a law firm with a fixed office~www.mtlnovel.com~He is a licensed lawyer providing private legal counsel, and his work is similar to Shade's detective firm, but He must earn more than Xia De.
The gentleman lived in the northern part of Tobesk, although the northern part is generally considered to be the lower part of Tobesk, but the lawyer's residence is not a slum. It was a place called Queen Mary Street, and the lawyer rented a second-floor apartment facing the street.
Xia De didn't know anyone around here, so he didn't have to disguise his face when he came to the door. It's just that after identifying the house number, I knocked on the door downstairs for a long time, but no one came to answer the door.
So I thought about knocking on the door of the apartment next door to ask the neighbors, but at last the door opened.
The door was opened by a chunky man who smelled of alcohol, wore shorts and a striped blouse, and looked square. The hair on his arms was thicker than the beard on his wide chin, his eyes were squinted as if unaccustomed to the morning light in the mist, and he muttered hard to hear when he spoke:
"Who are you looking for? Oh, for God's sake, can you stop knocking on the door so early?"
It's not yet nine o'clock, which is actually not very early, but it's hard to tell a drunk guy.