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Chapter 19: Waiting for the Rabbit

"Why does Father Petty trust me so much? Let me take care of them. And why does the human workhouse still take in monsters?" Joe asked the question he most wanted to ask. He came here to take refuge and study, not to take care of these... He couldn't say what kind of children they were.Last time in Father Gilley's class, a hungry little monster stole his belt to eat. The big mouth that almost reached the ears and the huge molars like a horse scared him badly.Strangely enough, having a little human spirituality in monsters makes him feel blasphemous, but more of it is pity. With a mainly human appearance and only a few abnormal features, it only makes him feel ugly.Joe had to start wondering whether he liked humans or monsters more."They were all people before, but in this abnormal state, there is no possibility of being adopted. Before the bishop decides their future, we need someone who can help us to manage them." A black-clothed deacon explained expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on those children. As long as one of them made a move to escape, he would not hesitate to shoot."It's better to choose a trusted person as an assistant, isn't this your secret? I haven't been baptized yet.""Your faith is not firm, but this is also your advantage. You are more accepting of the existence of these... children than us."Joe was not happy at all. After seeing the true appearances of these children, he was immediately caught and made to sign a confidentiality agreement. And because there was still the Holy Grail Society outside, he was temporarily working here.Dealing with more monsters in order to avoid monsters is simply not reasonable."Seeming overly pious is not a good thing." Joe sneered.Creighton brought the news that the Holy Grail Society was still alive. The church is so inefficient that it still wants his help. It's really shameless to ask him to live with these dangerous beings who are mentally unsound but have magical powers.Even if he still needs to live here, he doesn't want to pretend to be a believer anymore.The black-clothed deacon remained indifferent to this: "You can't leave during this time. You have to educate them every day using the skills you learned from the army. If there is anything you want, we can write an application for you. For special needs, once a month."Joe turned to look at him, and then continued to watch the children running."I want to get married."The deacon didn't speak.Joe felt that he had won a victory. The corners of his mouth slightly turned up, revealing an imperceptible smile."I'm joking. Getting me out earlier is better than anything. Here, I can't even find an opponent for gambling."The Holy Grail Society was provoked by him. Naturally, he also had to contribute to deal with them. It was also a good reason to defect to Creighton. Back then, when the "rusty silver coin" was in his hands, he didn't dare to casually throw out 300 pounds. This old boss is really prosperous."This is the second application. Let's talk about it in a month."Joe was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly turned his head, facing the arrogant eyes of the black-clothed deacon."Father in heaven teaches us that a promise once given cannot be taken back.""Damn you!"......................Creighton left the poorhouse and turned to the workhouse.He had come here by following the scent, and he must not forget this purpose.Although from the outside it seemed that the two institutions belonged to the same building, he could not find the internal passage.He went outside and saw a row of tall black iron railings inserted right in the middle of the building, separating the entrances on both sides.This was not much of an obstacle for Creighton.He climbed up by holding onto the iron rods with both hands. When approaching the top spikes, he exerted force with his arms and threw himself over.He landed and got a little grass and dirt on him, but he didn't care.When he found that there was no one outside, he directly followed the tracked scent and walked into the workhouse.It was time to go to sleep. Creighton heard the sound of the workhouse caregivers knocking on the door frame with sticks on the second floor.The owner of that scent must have lived here for a while, causing his scent to be everywhere. Creighton couldn't tell which floor he lived on, so he had to go upstairs to check.Using his enhanced hearing as a werewolf, he dodged the patrolling caregivers and followed closely behind sniffing the scent.His beastly senses led him to find his target on the top floor.There were several doors in front of which his pursued scent was piled up.Creighton tried to turn the doorknob, but the doorknob just made a clicking sound and didn't move at all. Obviously, it was locked."Who's there?"It was the voice of a child in the tooth-changing period.Of course, Creighton didn't think that the messenger of the Holy Grail Society was so young, but he also had questions to ask the other party.He had a way to open the door without a key, but in most situations, using that method was a crime.This time the bad consequence came especially quickly.He just tried a little to see if the door could be opened and made a little noise. Immediately after that, the sound of an adult male and footsteps came from the room behind and quickly approached the door.In order not to be exposed, Creighton had to rush to the end of the corridor, open the window and climb out.He held onto the windowsill with both hands and stuck to the outside of the window, revealing a little of his eyes to observe.Two men dressed as clergy rushed out of the room, both carrying guns. After finding no one in the corridor, they nervously checked one room after another.Creighton guessed that they were people sent by the church to protect Joe, but after thinking about it carefully, it was wrong.Rather than protecting, they seemed more like guarding something.But this had nothing to do with him.It was also a good thing for the church to send people to guard those related to the Holy Grail Society. He could ask Joe next time.Joe hadn't mentioned him in front of the white clergy. Investigating here was instead easy to expose.He still didn't know what the relationship between the Presbyterian Church and the church was and didn't plan to openly intervene and expose his identity.For now, this clue can be put aside.

Perhaps more valuable things can be found in the old mansion of the Marney family.He nimbly jumped down from the window, bringing tonight's investigation to an end...............After returning home, Creighton opened the book sent by Tricia to kill time.Although the name doesn't give people much desire to read, the content is still quite rich.Although at his level, he can only understand less than one-sixth of the content inside. After all, his level hasn't even reached that of a "mysticism enthusiast."His purpose in reading is not for anything else but to check whether the information given to him by Gilead is correct.The title of this book is "Two Thousand Common Sense for Mysticism Enthusiasts," and on the continent where the Kingdom of Dorn is located, all the history of mysticism cannot bypass exchanges with the White Church.So of course, this book also contains a lot of religious content.There is an illustration of a so-called religious emblem next to the entry on the Holy Grail sect.Blood overflows and flows out of the goblet.This is exactly the same as the pattern of the wax seal on the envelope sent by the Holy Grail Society. Even the angle at which the liquid flows out has not changed.It seems that Gilead didn't lie.Creighton's impression of the Presbyterian Church has slightly improved. He flipped through a few more pages, wanting to find other information related to the Holy Grail Society, but accidentally dropped the book.The thick book hit the ground with a loud "thud."Creighton quickly picked it up to check the degree of damage.A card that was originally well-hidden fell out from the pages in the latter half of the book.It was a borrowing form.The last name on it is Tricia. The return date is written as April 13, 166.Now it is October 169.Creighton put it back into the book, and his evaluation of Tricia dropped a notch in his heart.That damn woman still treats rules as nothing..............."The old mansion."People in the north of Dorn call those old houses by this name.A house worthy of such a title is at least a hundred years old, and the oldest can reach three hundred years old. But they are not antiques, and their value will only keep declining.There are very few old mansions in Sasha City. Coincidentally, the Marney family has such an old mansion.Creighton is on his way to that mansion, feeling the changes of the times.Having an old mansion means that the Marney family had a remarkable wealthy person in the past. Only superior building materials can support the house to be used until today. However, that ancient and luxurious ancestor has nothing to do with Joe Marney, who is now almost out of money for food.Creighton deeply apologizes to Joe. He learned from Joe Marney's former landlord on Mercy Street that Joe paid a lot of money to compensate for the bullet holes he left on the wall. Now he probably doesn't have much left.But for Creighton here, there is also a trouble almost similar to "poverty" now.He seems to be followed again.