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Chapter 37 Exorcism

The silver candles in the church sanctuary were swaying, and the icons under the dome were sad and solemn, as if they were silently watching the unfortunate girl.

After seeing the curse on Elsa, the bishop's eyes widened and he exclaimed repeatedly.

"This! Lord God... I swear, I have never seen such an evil thing. It's so ugly." Behrman was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear, then turned back to look at the anxious Vincent, "Why don't you even know this?"

What is it?"

Hey! What do you mean we don’t even know?

In normal times, even if they have a good relationship, the bishop's annoying words will definitely make Vincent feel uncomfortable. This is simply a stereotype of demons.

The demons take life and death lightly and will do whatever they don't accept. Murder and arson are simple and efficient, and their style of conduct is much more upright than such sneaky methods.

Besides, the church studies the skills of the demons every day and supports countless priests and paladins on the subject of demon defense. How can they not know what the demons are capable of?

However, since he came to ask for help today, he didn't care to pursue so much.

Do you want to stay out of the situation as usual and make irresponsible remarks from the moral high ground?

Just wait and see, no one will be left alone this time!

Vincent sneered in his heart.

"Our magic doesn't work on it. This is not the power of the God of Chaos and Darkness," Vincent said sadly. "I suspect that these are the guys in the territory who worship the Evil God of Freedom, and they deliberately want to poison the entire territory."

Seeing that the bishop did not express his position immediately, Vincent immediately darkened his face.

Is this old guy who never suffers a loss thinking about making a deal again?

So Vincent no longer begged, but instead raised his eyebrows, told the bishop with a cold face and a slightly threatening tone.

"This matter is too dangerous. If you can't do anything, then I will go to the church hall to find His Majesty the Pope! As a lord, it is my dereliction of duty to allow such terror and evil to spread in the territory!"

Even a fool sitting in the position of bishop can hear Vincent's determination to make things worse.

Cults are rampant in the coastal territory, and even the demon lords can't bear it. So what are the local churches doing?

If this curse of unknown origin spreads and the local church cannot come up with a solution, its prestige will be greatly damaged.

When this news spread, it was difficult for the Bishop to secure his position.

What's more, this information was provided by the demons. Not only will he be severely held accountable, but Behrman will also be ridiculed by everyone.

"Look, the angels are so lazy that they rely on demons to worry about the suffering of the people!"

In his heart, he always dreamed of climbing up the ranks, and Bellman, who had always aimed to be the twelve cardinals of the church, did not want to let a random young lord interfere with his future.

What worries him is that these demons are all unreasonable and impulsive guys.

Although it sounds extremely nonsense for a demon to go to the church headquarters to complain, but who knows if he will actually do that?

After all, ever since the "Wind Castle Peace Treaty" was signed thirty years ago, the Church of Light and Order has been the mediator between various races and the demon clan, claiming to support all the demon clan's actions to maintain peace.

For this reason, the demon king Salintas allowed the church to preach freely and protected the original rights and interests of the church.

If a lord, even a demon prince, wants to save people, the church cannot and should not refuse.

By then, the devil's reputation will spread far and wide, and the bishop's reputation will be in disrepute, and life will be difficult in the future.

"I will immediately invite the priests to come and drive away evil with the power of light and holiness." The bishop did not hesitate this time and made a prompt decision, "This matter must be investigated clearly!"

Guess you know the truth!

Vincent felt a little relieved in his heart. If the bishop didn't help, he still had a trump card hidden.

As the lord of a special territory, Vincent received special permissions from the Demon King's father.

When necessary, the lord of the territory can open the portal to the church hall and go directly to the Pope and Cardinals to discuss their interests and concerns.

By that time, Behrman would have gone home early to write his confession.

Soon, the best priests in the church rushed from the bedrooms and prayer rooms. Their sacred magic was indeed professional in terms of blessing and exorcism.

The priests took turns to go into battle, reciting dozens of incantations, and the holy light and holy teachings came and went. They made the whole church as gorgeous as a festival.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger's, but the curse on Elsa still showed no signs of fading.

The curse was not cured, but the demon lord Vincent, who was watching from the sidelines, was about to collapse from their blessing.

"That's enough!" Vincent, who was dizzy, shouted, "Stop it!"

"Lord, although we did not eliminate the curse, we at least prevented the curse from getting worse." A priest argued unconvincingly, "Maybe if you give us some time, we will have better results."

"Hmph! If the victim is not cured by then, I will die first!" Vincent said angrily, "Sages, don't you think there is something wrong with your method?"

"This is a sacred cause, what do you demons know?"

"It's true that I don't understand blessing magic, but I know that your respected bishop is in a very bad mood."

While speaking, Vincent glanced meaningfully at Bishop Bellman, who was silent and seemed to be chanting with his head down.

Only then did the priests notice that the bishop's face was as sinking as water, and he did not feel any pleasure at all because of the holy light.

"Lord, you are right." The bishop slowly raised his head, his expression extremely distressed, "If we continue to treat it like this, the mana of the magic stone and the holy weapon will be exhausted."

The priests looked at each other and realized that they had used up a lot of precious materials just now with a fierce operation.

The bishop had spent a lot of effort and effort to get it from the stingy cardinal meeting. The next allocation will have to wait until next year.

"Your Majesty Bishop, it seems that conventional blessings are ineffective." Vincent lost no time in saying to the bishop, "Can we think that this curse is tailor-made for the magic of the apostles?"

"Ah? How crazy! This is a blatant provocation to the entire sacred faith!"

Because he had lost a large amount of supplies, Bishop Bellman, who was bleeding in his heart, immediately became furious when he heard the lord's words that seemed reasonable but actually had ulterior motives.

This is just a little girl. If curses spread in the territory in the future, won't my church become a morgue in an instant?

The sacred cemetery where nobles usually have to spend dozens of gold coins to bury them has immediately become a mass grave where corpses are dumped for free?

By then, your path to power and wealth will come to an end...

The bishop, who was usually kind and merciful, already wanted to curse and judge the people who invented and spread this evil magic.

"What should we do?" The bishop said to himself, "Should we invite the adults from the Mages Guild to come and take a look..."

A group of professionals who rely on blessings to make a living can't do it, so what's the point of letting those guys with five fireballs in their heads cause trouble?

Vincent complained in his mind, then approached the bishop who had sweat dripping from his forehead and whispered softly.

"Now that things have come to this, I think I need to trouble you a little and ask the saintly lady of the monastery to take action to save this poor child..."

From Vincent's sincere and sincere face, Bishop Bellman also saw something else.

Is it a small...expectation?
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