Not curious? Angel was a little surprised by Alex’s answer.
"I just feel weird." Alex lowered his head and whispered softly.
"What's weird?"
Alex did not answer, but stared at the words on the paper, his eyes flickering, as if he saw something else through the words.
Seeing Alex's silence, Angel did not ask further questions, but changed the subject: "You don't care at all, why do they die when they leave Gust Town? Also, aren't you curious about Gust Town?
What's the situation outside?"
Alex was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I'm not curious about what's going on outside Gust Town. Compared with these, I'm more curious about..."
Alex raised his head and looked at the dark roof of the confessional, and seemed to see a prison. However, his eyes never stopped on the cage, but looked into the deeper void.
"this world."
…
Angel walked out of Kruja Church. He didn't get much news from Alex. Alex had been living in the church and had never even visited Gust Town.
Not to mention other places. The classics record at most some things about the Holy City, but the rest are vague.
Therefore, Angel temporarily left the church and prepared to go outside and take a look.
The style of Gust Town is actually very close to Gru Town. Although it is not big, it has mountains, fields and a stream flowing through it, making it completely self-sufficient.
Most of the buildings in the town are made of wood. Perhaps because the residents here do not pay attention to maintenance, many wooden walls have mottled marks, which are caused by insects and moisture.
A musty smell reverberated in the air.
Angel walked around the town and found the rooms of the Sheriff and the Mayor. However, Angel was disappointed that he did not find any more location information.
In the mayor's room, there is a very simple topographic map, but the scope of the map is only the town of Gust and the surrounding areas, and the areas outside are completely blank.
After coming out of the mayor's room, Angel looked towards the distant mountains.
It is said that that direction can lead to the Holy City hundreds of miles away.
Since he couldn't find any clues here in Gust Town, Angel planned to go to the Holy City to check out the situation.
Angel flew up and flew towards the distant mountains. Now he did not have a physical body as a burden, so he could float by relying on the power of illusion alone, and his speed was not too slow.
After flying for a few minutes, Angel was already more than ten miles away from the town of Gust. Here he saw a long and turbulent river. The width of the river was at least tens of meters, and there were many rocks in the middle, causing the waterway to flow across the river and causing splashes.
The water splashed and even formed a layer of white mist on the river surface.
This river is the river that must be crossed from Gust Town to the Holy City.
Angel landed and slowly walked to the only stone bridge on this long river.
If he remembered correctly, the head of the knight named Raven was found on this bridge pier.
Angel looked at the piers of this stone bridge. One of the piers had a rope hanging from a protruding point above it. Below the rope was the raging river.
Angel flew to the rope, took a closer look, and found the dark blood stains on the rope.
Because of the mist below, the rope was even wet.
It seems that this is where the head of Knight Raven was found.
Angel glanced at the rope, then looked at the surrounding environment, and found nothing wrong, so he continued to fly forward. Although he was a little interested in this series of cases in Gust Town, he was most interested now. What needs to be done is to determine the current location. As for this case that is suspected of being caused by a supernatural being, once he determines the location, if there is still time, he can study it again.
After all, he is just an illusion now. Even if this case really has extraordinary secrets, uncertain location, and no physical body, it is all in vain.
Thinking of this, Angel did not stop here, but continued to fly forward.
After crossing the river, Angel flew forward along the main road. But within a minute, Angel suddenly stopped. He looked at the mountains in the distance and felt something was wrong.
In his sight, there were lush trees, lush flowers and grass in front of him, and green hills undulating along the green ridges, outlining a graceful curve.
However, Angel found something obviously strange.
Where he was, he could hear the whistling wind, the branches and leaves on the big trees swaying, and even some leaves being blown off.
But not far ahead, there was no movement, no sign of any trouble.
It's like a static painting.
There was definitely something wrong. Angel felt wary in his heart, but he didn't flinch. He just moved forward more cautiously.
When Angel flew to a certain extreme position, he stopped.
Carefully explore the illusion power to contact...
When receiving feedback, Angel's pupils shrank suddenly. The power of illusion itself is not as sensitive as mental power, but Angel still clearly felt that the power of illusion seemed to have hit a barrier. When he wanted to use force, After breaking through the barrier, the power of the illusion bounced him back.
Angel used more force this time, but the barrier still didn't respond, and he still couldn't leave.
Angel flew quickly along the barrier, and after flying for more than ten miles, he finally confirmed that everything here was a barrier, and the scenery behind might be the scenery behind the barrier, or it might just be a projection!
His face looked a little strange, and he raised his head and looked at the sky.
If there is a barrier here, what about the higher sky? With this question in mind, Angel flew up about a thousand meters, but felt the barrier again.
Angel sank slowly. The place where he was now happened to be near the raging long river, and he could even vaguely see the stone bridge.
Looking at the bridge piers in the distance, Angel suddenly remembered what Alex said before.
——The entire town of Gust is like a birdcage from which there is no escape. As long as the bird wants to fly away, its wings will be broken by unknown hands.
Angel whispered: "Is this the reason?"
Perhaps Guster Town is really just a cage, and the series of murders were all because the people in this cage discovered the secret of the cage. It turned out that they lived in a false world, so they were exposed by the mastermind behind it.
To be killed?
But what's the point of doing this?
Cattails fly in order to grow roots. Wild beasts kill people in order to satisfy their hunger. Everything you do must have a meaning, even if it is a trick played by some boring evil god, it also has meaning...for example, the pursuit of fun.
So, what exactly is the mastermind planning to do after spending so much time setting up this place as a birdcage from which there is no escape?
Angel turned around and looked at the town of Gust with its shadowy buildings in the distance.
"Is there any meaning there?"
…
Night slowly replaced the curtain of day, and stars hung in the sky.
In this quiet dark night, Alex took the sacred book and read it word by word. When he finished reading the sacred book sincerely and firmly, Father Brunlon across from him smiled with satisfaction.
"Your words already carry divine power. I believe that when you become a priest, you will be able to bring the gospel of God the Father to all suffering beings."
In the dim yellow oil lamp, Bolenlang's smile was somewhat deformed due to the presence of light and shadow.
Alex acted as if he hadn't seen it, stood up and bowed respectfully: "Father, God is on high."
When Alex raised his head, Father Brunlon in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a dark figure. She let out a mysterious laugh and slowly stretched out a hand from the darkness.
The hand broke through the shackles of darkness and turned into a white and soft hand. The most prominent thing about this hand was the gorgeous purple nails.
"Come on, hold my hand and fall into the abyss together..." The ghostly voice blew past Alex's ears like a gust of wind.
Alex's face was expressionless, there was no reaction, and he didn't grab the hand.
After a few seconds, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Alex returned from the darkness to the dim cabin, but there was still a hand in front of him, but this hand was covered with old wrinkles.
Father Brunlon stretched out his hand and stroked Alex's snow-white half-long hair: "Why are you in a daze?"
"No, I was just thinking about the contents of the divine book, which gave me new inspiration." Alex lied without changing his expression.
Father Brunang didn't notice it at all, and even nodded with satisfaction: "Keep the sacred scriptures in your heart at all times. This is the basic training of a priest. You have done a good job."
After Bolen Lang finished speaking, his eyes turned to Alex's white hair with envy in his eyes: "It is recorded in the divine scripture that Father God had white hair when he was born. Your hair is also as white as snow, without a trace of impurities. Maybe
It is really the blessing of God the Father. I believe that you will become the most outstanding priest."
Alex nodded: "This is also what I want."
With a smile of relief and satisfaction, Bollen Lang left Alex's room.
After Braun Lang left, Alex fell into thinking for a while, his eyes flickering. Until half an hour later, Braun Lang's ears suddenly twitched and he turned his head to look out the window.
At some point, through the white window paper, I could see a dark figure standing outside.
"Is that Sister Tessa?"
No one answered.
Alex hesitated for a moment: "Is it Mr. Pat?"
The window opened in response, revealing Angel's face.
After Angel approached the room, he looked at Alex, who still looked calm: "You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance?"
Alex looked at Angel quietly and asked without answering: "Every hour, big and small things happen, so I won't be surprised if anyone visits at any time."
After a pause, Alex said: "More than this, I want to know Mr. Pat, why are you not dead?"