High Priest Horner knelt on the ground, wailing bitterly. His gray head hit the statue, and soon, the white skirt of the spring goddess was splashed with blood.
Soon, people fell to their knees behind him. The priests of the spring goddess knelt on the ground and murmured prayers.
The holy spring in the temple is a symbol of the goddess's blessings to believers, as well as the goddess's glory and authority. Now, this holy spring actually flows out of the plague. Doesn't that mean the goddess is angry and sends down divine punishment?
Faced with this tragic situation, the visiting guests couldn't help but slow down their steps. The bald protagonist's face was pitiful, and Elder Alvin silently looked away, feeling sad——
They are all people who serve the gods, and everyone can relate to it when they see High Priest Horna like this.
The bald bishop imagined praying to the God of War for protection before going into battle, but then found that all the weapons were inexplicably decayed;
Elder Erwin imagined praying to the God of Nature for fertility and harvest, and then inexplicably, the entire forest withered and all the trees died...
The two of them shuddered at the same time, looked at each other silently, and turned their heads.
If they encounter this kind of situation, deprivation of the priesthood is a light matter, and even if they die, it may not be enough to atone for their sins, right?
There were loud cries in the main hall. But at the door of the hall, an inappropriate voice came out cautiously.
"Uh...teacher..."
Gretel waited and waited, feeling that he had given them enough time to observe silence, but still no one paid attention to him. He had no choice but to find a sense of presence for himself.
"We'll talk about it later." Elder Alvin whispered to stop the disciple. Unexpectedly, instead of shutting up, Gretel raised his voice:
"Teacher, I think the polluted spring water may not be a divine punishment from the spring water goddess!"
Gretel had never thought that it was divine punishment. The reason why he had not spoken out until now was because he was crying and shouting just now and the atmosphere was not right. The other reason was that he was stunned by the great priest's imagination.
What the hell is divine punishment?
The goddess of spring water has made the wrong mistake. She wants to grab a lot of dysentery bacteria and throw them into her own spring water!
Even if she is willing to catch, the god of this world, you told me she can culture bacteria——
First let her operate one for me to see!!
"What!"
Several priests kneeling behind turned their heads at the same time. One of them even shouted:
"It's not divine punishment? You said it's not divine punishment?!"
Oh, isn’t this Priest Donald? An acquaintance! Grete was overjoyed. He took a step forward, becoming more and more confident:
"Isn't that what I said at the beginning! It's polluted! It's polluted! Hurry up, where is your fountain leading to, and where is it most likely to pollute the water source? Take me there quickly!"
Get the test done early, complete the bacterial culture early, identify the source of the pollution and purify it as quickly as possible, so everyone can worry less!
Otherwise, what is the purpose of his stubborn fight with the temple? Is he trying to demolish the house?
The spring water goddess didn't offend him to this extent!
"Water pollution……"
Priest Donald stood there dumbfounded and murmured again. Suddenly he suddenly got excited and rushed out of the crowd and ran towards Grete:
"I know, it's probably right there! Follow me!"
While the two were asking and answering questions, people were already reacting one after another. Priest Donald had only reached halfway when two more trainee knights came out of the crowd and ran to lead the way:
"This is it! Follow me!"
People followed them one after another. Gretel walked deeper and deeper as they went, and the guards became more and more guarded. It looked like they had entered the core area of the temple. After turning another corner, the woman's sharp cry suddenly filled Grete's ears.
Special eardrum.
"Why don't you let me see my son? You won't let me collect the body! My son! Roman! Roman!!!"
Gretel paused. Priest Donald looked embarrassed, but still insisted on pulling him forward. After taking a few steps closer, a roar suddenly sounded behind them:
"Who let her in? Drag her down!"
High Priest Horner was panting, and rushed over regardless of the blood dripping from his head. He stood there, looking at Gretel with eyes filled with resentment and hope——
Any cleric who thought he had been punished by God, but someone told him "probably not", had to hold on tightly. He took a few breaths and pointed forward:
"In the temple, the place connected to the water source. This is where something happened recently."
Everyone rushed in. Priest Donald stepped in and immediately paused - even if he had seen it dozens of times, the scene in front of him was still shocking to him. The black reverse pentagram was deeply imprinted on the stone slab. After so many times, the scene in front of him was still shocking.
After praying and washing in the sky, the mark is still obvious. Not to mention, there is a human figure deeply dented in the center of the five-pointed star...
Thinking that that was once a living person, a living person who had dealt with him and protected him when traveling, Priest Donald's Adam's apple began to roll up and down again.
He felt like vomiting again.
Gretel didn't feel anything about it. The reverse pentagram, the human figure in the middle, the games I played and the animations I watched in my previous life were much more disgusting than this——
He squatted down, curiously looked at the black marks on the ground, and waved his hand:
"Take samples! - On the ground, in the walls, in the cracks in the rocks, where does this water seep from? Give me samples from all the seeping pipes!"
Half an hour later, a large group of priests surrounded Grete and watched him conduct three sets of bacterial culture experiments, smears, and staining using the river water outside, the fountain water, the black water in the secret room, and the black spots scraped from the wall of the secret room.
, microscopic examination.
"The result is very clear." Gretel raised his head from the microscope. Opposite him, Lord Joan, the bald bishop, Elder Erwin and High Priest Horner were lined up. Gretel brushed the cultivation in front of him with his fingertips.
Pan, with a firm tone:
"The bacterial content in the black water is at least ten times higher than that in the fountain outside. The black spots scraped off the wall have a bacterial content that is more than ten times higher than that in the black water. Since there is no other water source leading to
The secret room—"
"That bastard Roman!" the high priest blurted out fiercely. He stared at Mrs. Deya who was being held aside with disheveled hair, his eyes were red, and he just wanted to go up and bite her:
"He refused to sincerely repent, and instead committed suicide in a secret room using evil rituals! He must have invited the devil! The corpse turned into black water, polluting the water source, and causing the plague!
Lord City Lord! The temple has been working hard to purify the water these days!
You also saw how deep the mark on the stone was before we prayed and purified!"
He just said that something would happen. Grete complained silently. I was worried when that knight died. It’s fine now. Whatever I was afraid of...
You say you people are good at prayer, purification, and magic, so why don't you just throw more lime into the water source?