I'm Sick

The dinner has ended.

Audrey returned to Hall Villa with her mother.

Back in her room, the blonde girl looked at the big golden retriever, Susie.

"Audrey? What's wrong?"

Susie looked at Audrey with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Susie, have you made any special discoveries about Mr. Maynard, the new member of the church?"

Audrey looked at Susie and asked, feeling that Mr. Maynard was quite different.

Her mother's attitude towards him was one aspect, while the man's own subtle sense of self-contradiction was another.

"He greeted me, fed me a sausage, and noticed that I was looking at him."

Susie thought for a moment and then said.

"Was he able to notice your observation?"

Audrey frowned slightly. No one would pay special attention to a dog. She recalled that Xia Er had told her that he wanted to buy Susie. Could it be that he had really discovered Susie's special qualities?

"Yes, he smiled at me and hugged your mother."

Susie recalled the scene at the time.

It rarely encounters humans who are so polite to a dog.

"???"

Audrey looked at Susie with a face full of questions. When did this happen? How come she didn't know about it?

......

The next day.

Amidst the sound of the carriage rolling over the cobblestone road, Chael flipped through the pages of "The Book of Revelation of the Night."

He certainly wasn't expecting the goddess of night to save him; he simply wanted to know how others would choose in the face of such a problem, and perhaps the clergy of the church would have some good advice.

Asking others for help is not something to be ashamed of.

He is a Mystic; Mystics who actively seek help are more trustworthy.

St. Samuel Cathedral.

Xia Er looked at Senior Gray with a somewhat heavy expression.

"W-what's wrong?"

Senior Gray was a little at a loss. Had she assigned too much work to her junior?

"Ms. Grey, I think I'm sick."

Xia Er covered her chest with one hand, gathering her emotions.

Are you sick?

"What happened? Is it serious? The church has a professional pharmacist; I'll have her come and examine you."

Ms. Grey panicked when she saw Xia Er's appearance.

She knew that her junior wasn't the type to talk nonsense; he was clutching his chest with a sorrowful expression, he must be in a lot of pain.

"Maynard, what exactly is wrong with you?"

Senior Gray held Xia'er's hand and asked worriedly.

"I...I have...I have a disease that makes me want to offend other men's wives."

"I said with a somber expression."

He wondered if the church would expel him for such a ridiculous reason.

The Book of Night does not state that this violates the teachings of the Goddess of Night.

"Junior Maynard, say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

Ms. Gray froze, as if she had hallucinated, pinched her thigh, and asked uncertainly.

"I...I want to possess someone else's wife."

"Senior Gray, please save me."

Xia Er grabbed Gray's hand as if it were her last lifeline.

Senior, you're the only one who can save me right now!

hiss~

Allison Gray took a deep breath, pulled her hand away from Chael's, tightened her dark trench coat, took two steps back, and looked at Chael with a complicated tone, saying:

"I'm sorry, junior, I can't cure your illness."

"Stay here for a while and don't move around. I'll go find someone who can cure this disease for you."

After saying that, Senior Gray fled as if she were escaping. Once outside the room, she took two deep breaths and gently patted her cheeks. Her usually calm mind was now a little sluggish.

They're leaving already?

Xia Er shook her head, picked up a teacup, and brewed some black tea.

Even though he's a 28-year-old "peeping Tom," he didn't even ask who he wanted to violate first. His thirst for knowledge isn't strong enough. How can he go far on the path of the hermit?

Not long after, Senior Gray brought in Bishop Electra.

Xia'er looked at Senior Gray with a puzzled expression. "Where's my psychologist? Why did you call the bishop over?"

"Bishop Elektra, I'll be going now."

Gray couldn't stand Xia'er's questioning gaze, so she muttered something under her breath, then left and closed the door behind her.

Boom!

The door closed, and the atmosphere inside became somewhat subtle.

Bishop Elektra looked at the student he had personally recruited, took a deep breath, and pointed to the chair beside him, saying:

"Sit down and let's talk."

Upon hearing this, Xia Er obediently sat down and placed a cup of black tea in front of the bishop's table.

"What happened?"

Bishop Elektra glanced at the red tea, then looked at Shael and asked.

"I am guilty."

"When I see a beautiful woman, even if she already has a husband, I still feel the urge to possess her."

As she spoke, Xia Er suddenly thought of Mrs. Sammer, who lived on Minsk Street.

He closed his eyes.

The landlady didn't seem to have offended him.

Well, if he doesn't try to take advantage of the situation, no one else should either.

He is relatively lenient with himself, but quite strict with others.

All of you better behave yourselves and be good people!

"Just a married woman?"

"And what about unmarried ladies and young women?"

Bishop Elektra did not rebuke him; his voice was calm, and an invisible wave naturally dissipated, darkening the surroundings and creating a sense of tranquility and peace.

"If I want to possess an unmarried woman, it's a reasonable pursuit, and I don't need to worry about it."

The agitation in Xia'er's heart seemed to be relieved, and he answered with his eyes closed.

Do you know why you're like this?

Bishop Elektra nodded; at least he knew to ask for help when he encountered problems.

It seems they still have a basic understanding of good and evil.

The bishop thought this as he looked at the Dark Scripture that Chael was holding in his arms.

"The depravity in my heart, the desires in my heart, the evil thoughts in my heart."

"The power of the Mystic People has simply allowed me to see them more directly."

"Because it's beautiful, I want to possess it; because I want to do it, I'm conflicted."

As he spoke, Xia Er's brows furrowed, and he tried to take a deep breath to calm his expression.

He suddenly realized that the Hanged Man's path not only represented the power of "degradation," but also the "sacrifice" of bearing "degradation."

So, is it possible to understand it this way?

He was responsible for "falling into depravity," others were responsible for "sacrifice," and he was the one to "bear" that "sacrifice."

The Secret Prayer allowed Xia'er to directly experience the evil thoughts hidden deep within her heart.

The praise made Chael somewhat serious, and he was unwilling to gloss over the issue.

It's not that complicated. It's just a simple question: should extraordinary people act recklessly towards ordinary people?

The answer can be found in the bloodshed at sea.

The strong will, of course, humiliate the weak.

wow~

Chael looked up, but her view was blocked by the black dome, and she could not see the sky or the stars.

He quickly lowered his head.

Those who died in the blood of the original timeline were not unjustly killed.

"Mr. Maynard, I understand your situation to some extent."

When Chael recounted all of this, Bishop Elektra understood the problem Chael was facing.

The arrogance of the extraordinary towards the ordinary.

This situation will occur to some extent in extraordinary individuals who have not received church training.

They see themselves as beings who possess supernatural powers, unaware of the sacrifices and dangers behind those powers.

"Now, follow me, follow me, let us pray to the goddess together, pour out your troubles to the goddess, and confess the evil in your heart to the goddess."

Bishop Elektra looked at Chael with gentle eyes and spoke.

As a bishop of the church, he was no stranger to this common psychological problem, whether it was superficial or internal. For true believers in the darkness, the problem was usually very easy to solve.

First, join the night watchmen, confront danger in the darkness, and temper your restlessness.

But now is not the right time. He will consider having Xia Er go on missions with the church's Night Watch squad later to hone his skills and broaden his horizons.

Secondly, one should confess to the goddess and seek peace of mind.