New Gods of North America

"You want to exchange it for extraordinary materials from the 'Death' domain?"

Faced with Wayne's request, Tom Hagen pondered slightly, and then the expression on his face became a bit wry. "The cathedral does not have such 'business'."

Fortunately, his words did not stop there directly:

"However, considering the contributions your detective agency has made to the stability of Georgeberg's public security during this period, I can apply for you. I believe that if it is just a special case, the Bishop will agree."

Then, at Tom Hagen's suggestion, Wayne followed a monk to the depths of the cathedral, which seemed to be pickled with "spicy flavor", first to appraise the extraordinary materials he brought.

But taking things away seemed to have to wait for Bishop Corleone to nod. In Tom Hagen's original words, it was "After your duel with Mr. Baker is over, you should be able to come and get it."

It feels like the church also has "big company sickness" in a sense. Things that are in line with the system can be done quickly. Things that are not within the system, even buying a nail has to be approved.

The person in charge of appraising the extraordinary materials that Wayne brought was an old monk who looked old but healthy.

He separated the “ membrane” that Seth had attached with extraordinary abilities on the plate with tools through a strange lens with a support on the workbench.

He picked up the extraordinary material from the plate with pliers that looked like brass material, and changed to a lens with a cylinder to observe it closely, and also lit a small lamp with an unusually bright flame to provide "backlight".

This precipitated extraordinary material looks a bit like strange amber, glittering and translucent but not very transparent.

After being fiddled with by the other party like this, it looks quite a bit like "scientific research".

"Well... this should be an extraordinary material from the 'Life' domain. It doesn't seem to have completely lost its vitality. It is very tenacious and interesting."

The old monk nodded behind the lens, pointing out Wayne's mistake as gentle as a tutor. "The precipitation of extraordinary materials does not necessarily mean the complete end of the other party's 'life'. In the future, when collecting, we may need to conduct a more detailed inspection. Otherwise, it may cause an accident."

Wayne didn't think about this. If the cathedral thought he had secretly sent a " time bomb", the misunderstanding would be great.

Perhaps because Wayne was brought by other monks and there was a " note" written by Tom Hagen, the old monk did not suspect this, but skillfully took out a box of waxy stuff with a seal from the cabinet next to him.

After melting, he poured another layer of shell on the " amber", and carved some mysterious symbols, filling the depressions with golden powder.

After that, there was also a rather interesting " weighing" procedure.

Opening the heavy iron door, entering a small secret room that made Wayne feel very " stuffy", the walls, ceiling, and floor inside were covered with various mysterious symbols, and bright oil lamps were lit in the eight corners, and even the vents could not be found.

On the small platform in the center of the secret room, there was a classical bronze balance that looked like it was about to rust.

The old monk took off the cover inlaid with glass or crystal, poured some strange oily substance on the upright column in the middle of the balance, put the extraordinary material on one end of the balance, and then clamped out " weights" from a wooden box one by one, putting them on or taking them off the other end of the balance.

These " weights" were small bottles sealed up, soaking various trinkets in clear liquid. From a simple line of sight, those things were also extraordinary materials.

The old monk's hands kept moving, and he also considerately gave Wayne " popular science":

"This is the ' Scale of Judgment' that the church found in the local Hunter Association headquarters back then. The prototype should be the god of death balance in the South American mythology of the Old World used to weigh people's hearts. It is said that the Windsor Hunter Association also obtained it in South America."

"Ah, don't misunderstand, it is obviously not the one in mythology. But this little guy numbered 087 can also ' weigh' the level of the extraordinary materials on both sides.

"Although its safekeeping is also very troublesome, Windsor has always wanted to take it back, but it has always saved us a lot of trouble. Many archdioceses are very envious of us and hope they can have such a convenient ' little assistant'."

The Holy Spirit Church's numbering of some important extraordinary items is also quite interesting.

According to the old monk, basically every archdiocese now has its own numbering method. Some are ordered according to the order of acquisition of different levels, some are reorganize every few years and ordered according to importance or danger, and some things are clearly called " forbidden objects" or " sealed objects".

However, the " pure number" numbering means that the corresponding extraordinary items belong to the entire "Holy Spirit Church". The cathedrals in various places only have priority custody right and right to use, and the numbering is also determined by the group of bishops and is usually not easily changed.

Then after a while, the level of this extraordinary material that was " weighed" was fourth order.

It was higher than Wayne thought.

Then, returning to the " studio", the old monk put the extraordinary material into a peculiar cabinet, waiting for the next step of processing.

He first registered Wayne, wrote a " receipt", indicating that the warehousing work was basically over.

According to the normal procedure, the church staff will calculate and distribute the " contribution" of the related personnel after confirming the situation.

Wayne doesn't need to go through this procedure this time. Knowing what " quality" the extraordinary material he brought is, he can leave first. As for the subsequent exchange, it is not the responsibility of this old monk.

Being brought out from the depths of the cathedral by another monk, it was already dawn.

The believers who came earlier were already quietly finding seats in the prayer hall to sit down, waiting to listen to the pastor's sermon.

Wayne didn't intend to participate in the worship today, but as soon as he walked outside the cathedral's square where the carriages were parked,

He found himself " going against the flow" with a large group of people.

Because he had been selling lottery tickets at the stall for a few days before, and Wayne had been mired in the carriage next to him, trying to autograph,

So many people recognized Wayne at this time, and they all tacitly slowed down or stopped, vaguely arranged out a posture of onlookers.

Many people - including some rich people or politicians who were surrounded - were talking to the people next to them while looking at Wayne, seemingly talking about today's public duel topic.

Then, following their line of sight to look in another direction, Wayne also saw a guy who was actually not very familiar to him, who was the "Mr. Baker" who was going to duel today.

I said why these people are all like watching monkeys, it turns out this guy is also here.

And the other party is walking towards Wayne, which is the direction of the cathedral.

ill-met by moonlight啊……

Although the folk atmosphere of duel is very strong in America, and even stronger in the South, both the Holy See of the Old World and the Holy Spirit Church of the New World have long been " not advocated" this kind of folk custom.

So out of respect for the church, even the most hothead believers would not run to the church to ostentatiously promote the duel - it is okay to pray to the Holy Spirit for forgiveness after killing someone, it is okay to chat privately.

Westerners don't have the habit of spewing too much trash talk before duels, but they don't like to admitting defeat either.

Seeing the other party getting closer and closer under the attention of everyone, Wayne naturally chose to stand in place, waiting for the other party to detour or come to provoke.

As a result, Mr. Baker approached, but got closer and lowered his voice:

"I'll give you 10,000 US dollars, you give up the duel, I'll pretend that what happened before never happened."

10000 US dollars?!

If you had talked like this from the beginning, then you would be a big customer of the detective agency, and I would have to invite you to dinner and smoke cigars.

But now there have been several waves of fatal attacks, a lot of press releases have been issued in the newspaper, and an extraordinary material has been exchanged to alleviate Inisha's injuries, and the posture has been put out, so you expect the detective agency to slap its own face like this?

After causing trouble and finding out that you can't beat it, you hope others " let it go"?

Now there are so many potential customers and " internet trolls" watching, will our detective agency not take business in the future? Just serve your Cohen Pharmaceutical.

Wayne was about to refute him when he saw Liam, who was jogging over from the carriage, suddenly handed something over in a hurry.

Taking it over, I saw,

I擦(I擦: fuck), why is it a pair of white gloves?

It doesn't seem to be popular this year.

At this time, Liam also began to shout in a encouraging manner, attracting everyone's attention.

Some melon-eating masses far and near also minded the excitement and followed suit, and sounds like " yo-ho-", " woohoo-" were endless.

Wayne thinks that there is nothing to say at this time anyway, he raised his hand and raised the pair of white gloves and threw it on Mr. Baker.

Finally, in Liam's strenuous setting the tone applause, the suddenly noisy discussions around, and a few mixed in the exclamations of the ladies,

The atmosphere has been set here, and the time for the duel is still early,

Wayne had no place to go for a while, so he could only try to leave a handsome back view, turned around and walked back in the direction of the cathedral, pretending that he was deliberately walked out to block the other party.

What a bullshit……

It seems that I have to let Conner teach this Liam well in the future.