American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Yorks raised his eyebrows, looking at this nun who seemed to have seen him somewhere, and subconsciously recalled Eileen's help along the way.

"Very good, she has contributed a lot along the way." York said with a gentle smile.

"Strong and brave, she is just the kind of deacon sister I need in Pluto Church."

After saying that, he walked towards Xavier who stopped waiting, leaving Sister Tracy who looked proud and happy for Irene...

Yorks didn't see Sister Tracy's expression and said to Xavier who was waiting.

"Just keep walking."

"Okay, Father."

Xavier glanced over there, nodded and continued to lead the way.

……………

What happened at Santa Carta Monastery is naturally a big deal for those who know about it.

Even if the nun's suicide didn't happen, just the sealing circle at the gate of hell was loosened and the power of the devil was leaked, which is enough for people at the bishop level to pay attention to it.

Therefore, it is normal for Bishop Rovshan to care.

The main thing is that he just wanted to mention it and report on the situation of the Santa Carta Monastery.

Following Brother Xavier, Brother York came to a gorgeous corridor, moved several well-decorated two-door doors, and finally stopped in front of a larger and more luxurious door.

Xavier stopped, leaned slightly and respectfully stretched out his hand to guide.

"Father York, Bishop Rovshan is waiting for you inside."

Yorks responded and pushed open the door in front of him.

As the door opened, everything inside was reflected in front of York's eyes.

This is the altar inside a church.

The stars are shining brightly on the high dome, adding a sacred and solemn atmosphere to the entire space. Sunlight shines through the stained glass windows, giving the benches, all the decorative artwork, and the surrounding paintings and murals a soft glow.

Seeing this scene, all York could think of was how gorgeous it was. It was countless times more gorgeous than his doghouse. Just pulling out this magnificent mural would make some artists marvel.

All we can say is, is it really worthy of being a Lutheran church in the center of a province under the jurisdiction of the archbishop?

Yorks looked at the old man who was sitting in front of the silver-grey altar, praying with his eyes closed, and walked slowly over.

"Bishop Rovshan."

The old man with gray hair mixed with only a hint of black hair slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young priest sitting on the bench on the left.

"Yorks, is it over?"

Taking this opportunity, Yorks, who planned to complete his daily fixed tasks, stared at the statue of Jesus above and nodded.

"The Monastery of Santa Carta no longer exists."

This sentence was so well said, and the word "cease to exist" was somewhat ambiguous, Bishop Luofshang was stunned and said subconsciously.

"What's the meaning?"

Yorks grinned as he couldn't help but think of the huge mushroom cloud.

"Literally, Bishop Rovshan."

Hearing this, Bishop Rovshan stared at York, who seemed a little embarrassed. He suddenly thought that this young priest was the most trouble-making problem priest in the church. I won't talk about the past, but recently I heard that this guy bombed another one. building.

Bishop Rovshan's expression became hesitant.

"Yorks, tell me, have you done anything else?"

"No." York said righteously and sincerely.

"Bishop Rovshan, I have completed my mission well."

Bishop Rovshan didn’t believe it at all.

"so?"

Yorks began to clasp his fists, close his eyes and pray, preparing to complete his daily tasks.

"So I destroyed the Monastery of Santa Carta completely, leaving no trace, because it was no longer holy and there was no need to stay."

This sentence was clearly stated. Bishop Rovshan's face froze in place, and his cloudy eyes widened slightly and became clear.

"you……!"

Bishop Rovshan looked at the young priest who was praying with his eyes closed. He wanted to say something, but in the end he turned into a wry smile.

"I knew that something would happen if you wanted a helicopter. I didn't expect that I had already removed the missiles from the helicopter, but I still couldn't guard against you!"

"cough!"

Yorks, who was still praying with his eyes closed, couldn't help but cough dryly.

"Bishop Rovshan, you are the person in charge here. Please help me tell His Majesty. In fact, I really didn't do anything."

After hearing this, Bishop Rovshan had a headache and covered his forehead. He did not answer the question, but said to himself,

"No, I have to send someone to Santa Carta Monastery to see what happened to you."

With that said, Bishop Rovshan couldn't help but glared at York, who was looking up as if it had nothing to do with him, stood up and left the hall.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and York opened his eyes. He turned his head and glanced behind him with his peripheral vision. Looking at the figure leaving in a hurry, the old man seemed really worried.

"Alas, the gate of hell can be destroyed, and you are too late to be happy..."

Yorks shook his head, not caring, and continued to pray.

"Oh God,"

"I have something to tell you..."

"With the precious blood you left behind, I experienced a brand new world. Everything became insignificant in my eyes at that time..."

"I use this power to bless your believers, destroy the gates of hell, and destroy the unclean places..."

"If you can hear what I have to say, I hope you can give me another chance like this in the future..."

"..."

As he talked, Yorks said many things unknowingly. When he finished speaking, the reminder that the task was completed rang in his ears.

[Prayer: Church Prayer (Completed)]

[Reward: Points +0.5 has been issued]

"Amen!"

After finishing his concluding remarks, Yorks calmly added the 0.5 attribute points he had just received to his spirit, completing the value.

[Add points successfully]

[Spirit 130.5 increased to 131]

"Comfortable."

Yorks looked up and stared at the eternal statue of Jesus, and couldn't help but stretch himself comfortably.

This business trip, although I experienced a long journey, also gained a lot.

Not to mention the 40-point mission reward, just experiencing another level of feeling is already worth paying for.

"After all, there are not many opportunities like this." Yorks murmured to himself as he stood up and slowly left the gorgeous and luxurious hall altar...

at the same time.

Because of Bishop Rovshan's order, the entire Lutheran church was in a state of panic. Led by Brother Isaacs, a team of knights was boarding the HH60W helicopter that had just returned from the backyard and heading back to Santa Cata. The monastery investigates.

Appearing in front of the window, Bishop Rovshan looked at the helicopter that gradually moved away and disappeared into a small ant, feeling a bit toothache.

"This kid is really a headache as always."

As he said that, the old man recalled what Yorks had done before and the previous conversations, his face twitched slightly, and his heart began to feel a little uneasy...

Big brothers and sisters, little brother, I am weak again, alas.