You call this the mastermind?

Under the gloomy sky, dense heavy snow kept blowing from above, blocking the view and making the surrounding environment look very hazy.

But for the Caesar who was half leaning against the wall of the abandoned thatched house not far away and wearing a simple hooded cloak, Guderian could see him clearly at a glance.

This is not just because he has a sharp vision as a top hunter, but more importantly, as the opponent is promoted to a saint on earth, his existence is completely different from that of a normal person.

Just like a drop of black water in a clear lake, it is silent but no one can ignore it.

In particular, Caesar practices a hunter's technique called lava breathing, which not only makes his hair turn fiery red, but also makes him look like a moving furnace in this icy and snowy environment, breathing while It released a billowing heat wave, completely dissolving everything sealed by the surrounding frost.

"The power of destiny is everywhere."

In response to Guderian's inquiry, Caesar, who was standing there, replied in a low voice, "As his most loyal believer, I have the obligation to report all abnormalities. If there is no response, it is naturally because the matter is not worthy of him." of attention.”

This statement sounds quite reasonable, but in a sense it is nonsense, saying it means not saying it.

As a senior truth believer, Guderian looked helpless.

The man in front of me was one of the leaders of the Church of the Night not long ago, but now he calls himself the most loyal believer in destiny.

If Caesar were not seen praying every night and his words and deeds were usually full of piety, Guderian even suspected that Caesar was an opportunistic person who was willing to disguise himself when he saw the benefits.

After all, no matter how you say it, the time Caesar came into contact with the Original Truth Religion was too short. In less than a month, it became like this.

But this is the fact. There is no doubt that Caesar's performance can only be classified as being inspired by the power of the son of destiny and converting...

“In fact, I feel His presence every day.”

As if he noticed that Guderian was hesitant about his response, Caesar, who was leaning against the shadow of the wall in the cold wind, finally said something human, "This feeling is very similar to my prayer when I was about to die, so I said , I can report some things.”

"But if your reporting fails, there could be some irreversible consequences."

Guderian said meaningfully.

It's not that he doesn't believe what the other person says, but he doesn't want to believe it. After all, being favored and becoming a saint in the world is all, but I can still contact their faith anytime and anywhere...

This kind of treatment makes people's eyes red with envy.

However, as a devout believer in destiny, Guderian would not do anything wrong because of his irrepressible jealousy. At most, he could not help but deny and refute when the other party opened his mouth to "show off". .

"So, why did Bishop Luca choose that evil god as a sacrifice?"

Caesar suddenly changed the subject, "Are there any rules in this?"

He is a thoughtful person. After being favored by fate, he began to carefully understand some information about the original Shinrikyo and the Shinrikyo believers.

This includes the choice of sacrificial offerings.

Then Caesar discovered that this choice seemed to be made through the mouth of Bishop Luca without any written rules and will.

Ordinary believers may think that this is the result of the bishop being inspired to connect with the child of destiny.

But Caesar believes that he is the only one who currently has this treatment, so of course there is no doubt about this.

In other words, he doubted whether the bishop was "falsely preaching the imperial decree."

"This seems to be because of some secrets mastered by the Bishop."

Guderian replied thoughtfully, "You should understand that there are some things that only people at the bishop's level can know."

He did not discover some of Caesar's thoughts, because in his understanding, it is natural that Bishop Luca, who can lead the truth believers to achieve the first sacrifice, has a deeper connection with the Child of Destiny, and is different from others. Nothing to doubt.

"But the documents within the church record that the Child of Destiny has never arrived, and there has never been a precedent for such a sacrifice."

"I have not found even the slightest record of the invention or experiment of sacrificial rites," said Caesar.

"So, what do you want to say?"

"Never happened, but where did they come from?"

After hearing this, Guderian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's the inspiration of fate."

For things that cannot be explained, it is right to throw the problem to the "gods" of faith.

Otherwise, what else could be the reason?

There was a situation where the Destiny Child came, so the sacrificial ritual and many supporting things existed?

"I always feel like there's a lot to investigate here."

Caesar said seriously.

But before Guderian could say anything in response, the other party suddenly turned his head in the direction of the large army and said, "Here we come!"

"What?"

"Those behind the scenes who want to cause trouble."

These words made Guderian's expression change. Then he saw that Caesar had disappeared and followed him hurriedly.

In the dim environment of heavy snowfall, two top hunters, one behind the other, kept flickering in a vast ice field, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye.

Even though it takes a normal wizard four or five hours to travel, they reached their destination in less than ten minutes.

However, after arriving, everything they saw made the two of them look solemn.

The already harsh environment where the large army was located was now completely covered by the blizzard. The fierce wind not only carried a huge repulsive force that even hunters of their level could not ignore, but also a series of strange cold currents hidden inside!

"This level of blockade..."

The finger stretched slightly inward from the outermost edge, and a chill that froze the heart quickly spread over. Guderian retracted his hand and looked at his companions beside him in astonishment, saying in an incomprehensible tone, "Even the enemy himself, I'm afraid it's impossible to escape?"

"After they launched the attack, they didn't plan to leave alive." Caesar responded in a low voice, his eyes became extremely sharp.

Suicide attacks do exist in the wizard world, but this level is very rare.

After all, if they had the power to destroy their large army, they could destroy a medium-sized wizard family. It would take decades to cultivate such a force, not to mention the huge amount of resources.

As a result, now, they just gave up...

"The enemy's plan is huge."

In the harsh environment, looking at the terrifying blizzard that isolated everything, this thought flashed through their minds.

...

"What a group of fanatics."

The sky was full of flying snow covering the ice field in front. In the dim environment, nothing could be seen in the narrow field of view of the monocular telescope in his hand, but Linsai, standing on a cliff, seemed to be in control of the overall situation and muttered to himself.

"Maybe they are looking forward to replicating the miracle that Caesar encountered before they die?"

The blizzard covered everything, but the strange thing was that he could still vaguely hear the sounds of fighting and roaring. The situation was tragic and there was no gradual progress. Once the attackers collided with the attacked people, it was like an explosion, which put the situation into an extremely dangerous situation. After discovering that his side suffered heavy losses as soon as they launched the attack, Linsai smiled.

He didn't care about the death of his men, even though they were carefully cultivated by him for countless years, but if he could achieve his goal, he wouldn't care if they all died.

This mentality was somewhat inconsistent with his identity as the reincarnation of one of the three chief judges of heaven. I think the Holy Spirit in his body would definitely scold him when he woke up next time.

However, Linsai has always been dismissive of his old-fashioned character in his "previous life".

He was eager to know the true identity of the child of destiny, but he was unwilling to plan an action for it. He had to wait for the truth believers to launch the so-called second sacrifice like others...

Even if the sacrifice was successful, what would happen?

Who exactly is the child of destiny? You still don't know. Waiting will only be in vain.

That's why he prepared to launch this attack.

The purpose is certainly not to kill all the truth believers, which would not benefit him at all.

Linsai actually targeted the sacrifice itself.

He wanted to create chaos and then "inject" something into the sacrifice.

In this way, when the sacrifice is carried out soon, as long as the sacrifice is sent to the "mouth" of the child of destiny, Linsai can follow this vein to find out his true identity.

"If we can lead him out now, it will be better."

He was full of expectations.

At this time, Linsai had a bronze ancient compass hanging on his waist, called the Guidance of Dawn.

It looks ordinary, but its origin is amazing. It is the proud creation of the Lord of Dawn, who was once prominent in the ancient kingdom of heaven.

With it, the master is not only the richest holy spirit in the entire kingdom of heaven, but also knows many secrets that others don't know.

The compass has many functions, and Linsai cannot fully master it at present, but it is enough for him to get the desired result in the current situation-

It can lock the battlefield in the distance. As long as there are additional beings beyond expectations, it can directly aim at the target and then track it.

Of course, because he doesn't know the details of the child of destiny, Linsai can't be sure whether this compass will really work.

But considering the origin of the compass, if even it cannot lock the child of destiny, then Lindsay will naturally give up the idea of ​​tracing his identity; perhaps this will save him from more losses.

In short, no matter how the situation develops next, it is beneficial to Lindsay.

"Unless he can find me and kill me, all the previous efforts will be in vain."

Muttering like this, as if he could see the birth of this ending, Lindsay licked the corner of his mouth unconsciously and felt more excited.

...

Mellen didn't know that he was inexplicably targeted by a madman.

When the attack began, he was sitting in front of Alyssa's sleeping bed with Mrs. Chelsea, taking care of her and talking in a low voice.

"Since you think the problem is not with Lydia, it should be Alyssa's fault."

The lady said in a worried tone: "I don't know what's going on. She likes to lie more and more recently."

"It's nothing. Children will grow up, and they should have little secrets that they don't want to tell their parents."

Merlen said this, his tone was like a father, causing his wife to glance at him helplessly, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. To be honest, I regret my previous decision now."

Since the two officially confirmed their relationship as lovers, it has been difficult for her to put on a teacher's posture in front of Mellen. Some things have changed fundamentally, making her subconsciously regard Mellen as a man.

There is even a hint of complaint in her tone of voice now.

But this is already a very mild reaction.

Before this, Mellen was even prepared to be scolded by his wife-although the "mistake" was not his, who said that women are always unreasonable?

Now, Mellen can only sigh that his teacher is really a model of a virtuous wife who is elegant and calm.

The only thing that makes him depressed is that the teacher only wants to be a mistress and is unwilling to marry him. There is affection between the two, but compared with the real love between men and women, it seems not to be the case.

"If you don't agree."

With mixed thoughts in his mind, Mellen, who was sitting face to face with her, held Mrs. Chelsea's white and delicate hand and said with a serious expression: "We can think of other ways."

Of course, he would not consider other ways, but his attitude must be expressed in this way, otherwise it would appear too dirty.

Mrs. Chelsea knew this very well.

But now, she was unwilling to listen to her student telling the truth, but would rather let him "cheat" herself with lies.

"In the face of life and death, this kind of thing is actually nothing."

She didn't know whether she was comforting herself or really thinking so, "And after all, Alyssa is not my biological daughter, and some things are not taboo. It's just..."

"But what?"

"Alyssa's real mother is Lydia."

The lady said meaningfully: "Since she has been locked up by you, you must keep an eye on her, and don't let her make any more trouble, otherwise everyone will lose face."

"... Don't worry, I will keep an eye on her."

Mellen nodded seriously, but sighed secretly.

Because she is not her biological daughter, she can barely accept it.

In other words, if they are biological mother and daughter, then Mrs. Chelsea will definitely object.

Considering that not long ago, she thought that the abnormality of Alyssa was due to the influence of the nuns, and the only man who could contact the nuns was Mellen, what she wanted to say was self-evident.

"The teacher should have guessed what Lydia and I did before."

Mellen thought, "But she may just think that we are impulsive after being alone together, or that I was seduced. And she will not guess that I am actually her brother-in-law..."

The difference in cognition made the lady lightly reveal this issue, but if she knew the truth, she would definitely not let it go.

After all, one is a wild flower that is eaten casually, and the other is a "family flower" that may rise to the top. The severity is completely different...

Mellen felt a little fortunate about this, so of course he would not say more on this topic.

Just when he was about to say something else, his expression suddenly froze.

"Strange, why do I seem to hear a group of people calling me?"