Chapter 39 Slander?

The next day, Ash sat up from the bed, looking a little weak.

In the dream, he seemed to have played too much, causing Maria to whip him a little too hard.

But the taste is still good.

Ash was somewhat savoring the experience; the tail was much more interesting than the other three places.

After washing his underwear, Ash came to the church and entered the basement.

As he surveyed the surroundings, a golden flame ignited in Ash’s hand.

He had a relatively pleasant dream last night, but he did not forget the big-eyed monster in his dream.

According to the information passed down by the [Sun Quetzalcoatl], that should be the elite among the low-level followers of Slaanesh – Yedro, commonly known as the Eye of Desire and Dream.

He wasn’t sure how it had been targeted. Maybe it was the one that had originally been parasitizing one of the people he killed yesterday, or maybe this place was being targeted by the Slaanesh cult again.

Don’t worry about the former, just burn the latter again.

Ash dropped the Golden Sun Flame in his hand, and under his control, it filled the basement without leaving even a tiny gap.

But there was no movement.

‘It doesn’t look like it’s here.’

Ash turned to leave, and then saw Maria bringing the orphans to pray.

When their eyes met, Sister Yueban’s face turned pink.

Ash looked normal, just nodded to Maria and left.

He found Valentine: “Come and help me.”

“Okay.” Valentine didn’t ask any questions and followed Ash.

Ash came to the bungalow where the orphans lived together, handed a tinder to Valentine, and then lit it with the golden flame of the sun in front of him.

“I’ll take care of the left side, and you take care of the right side,” Ash said, “Write down which bedroom makes the flame stronger or weaker, and tell me later.”

“Okay.” Valentine nodded.

“Rookie, follow Valentine.” Ash said to the rookie next to him.

“Woof!” The dog nodded.

The troops were divided into two groups, and Ash quickly swept the dormitory on the left, relying on his blood to sense anything unusual.

No, no, no. Yes!
Ash stopped in front of a bed, looked at the yellowed quilt and pressed it down, finding no foreign objects.

Under the mattress, no.

When Ash turned the bed over, a bloody pattern that had been carved appeared in front of him.

After taking a look at the pattern, Ash matched the symbols on it with the mystical knowledge in the Quetzalcoatl heritage.

‘Nothingness, fantasy, revenge, and decadence. It looks like a sacrifice to the evil god.’

Ash picked up a strand of hair in the middle of the pattern and twisted it, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The fingers were ignited with golden flames, but the hair showed no signs of burning in the flames.

It was his hair, and only his hair was unaffected by the golden flames of the sun.

There was a hint of blood in the golden-red eyes.

When meeting Valentine, Ash asked about the situation. Valentine shook his head and found nothing unusual.

“I see. Thank you for your hard work.” Ash nodded. “How are your studies going recently?”

“Hurry up and learn the vitality resuscitation.” Valentine said.

“Come on.” Ash patted his shoulder, “After you learn it, come to me and get money to buy the meditation method.”

“Well, thank you.” Valentine said.

“You’re welcome.” Ash smiled.

After breakfast, Ash came to the confessional as promised to fulfill his agreement with Maria.

“You’re here?” Maria said to Ash who came in.

“Hmm.” Ash said, “What do you want to pray for?”

“Self-reflection.” Maria said, “I’ll say one sentence, and you say one sentence.”

“Oh.” “To judge others is to condemn yourself.”

The soft voice carries a kind of holiness that makes people unable to help but recall their sins.

But Ash’s heart was calm. With the Sword of Good and Evil, he could watch himself as a bystander at any time and regain his composure.

“.Defend the rights of those in need.”

As he finished the last sentence, Ash stood up and said calmly, “Someone among those orphans sacrificed himself to the evil god.”

Maria, who was about to ask Ash what he felt, suddenly lost her voice and looked at Ash in disbelief.

Ash looked at her calmly.

Maria looked into Ash’s beautiful and calm eyes, knowing that this was true, she lowered her head and asked, “Which child is it?”

“Chica,” Ash said.

It was easy to find the owner of the bed. Just look at the list, so Ash quickly locked on the target.

“Why him?” Maria felt a little weak. She could understand the others, but why was it Chica?
This child has always behaved well.

“You clearly saved him, why would he repay you with evil?” Maria’s tone was full of doubt. She had not forgotten the Eye of Desire last night, so with a little thought, she knew that the Eye of Desire that came to Ash’s dream was related to Chica.

“I should have told you that this place is hopeless,” Ash said calmly, “Under the influence of the cult, the people here are born with a human nature that leans toward the evil side.”

“Violence, betrayal, jealousy. These evil deeds will become more common here. It’s just repaying kindness with hatred. It has happened too many times here.”

“Will you deal with him yourself or should I?” Ash asked.

Maria closed her eyes and said, “You handle it. Don’t scare the other children.”

She knew that Ash would not let Chica go, and Chica’s sacrifice to the evil god was an absolute taboo in the church, so she could not let Chica go.

“Got it.” Ash nodded and walked out of the confessional.

Behind him, a crystal teardrop fell.

boom!
The boy Chica was hit against a tree trunk.

The strong discomfort in his internal organs caused him to cough violently.

In the woods, Ash quietly looked at Chica who was captured by him.

“Tell me, why do you want to kill me?” Ash asked.

Maria was confused, and Ash was also confused. After all, he had no conflict of interest with Chica, and she had secretly saved him once.

Chica also knew that he couldn’t escape today, and his face immediately became gloomy: “You are too close to Lady Maria!”

“Just because of this?” Ash raised his eyebrows.

“That’s why!” Chica’s eyes were burning with jealousy, “Why can she talk and laugh with you, but always have a cold face when facing me.”

“You don’t know?” Ash asked, then slapped his head, “Oh, I forgot that your memory was deleted.”

“What memory?” Chica felt a little panicky.

“Remember Dicka and the others? When Bertrand asked you where they went, you directly slandered them, saying that Maria killed them.” Ash said lightly.

“No, it’s impossible!” Chica shouted in disbelief, “I love Lady Maria so much, how could I slander her!”

“You, it’s you, you must be the one slandering me!”

Ash sneered: “A maggot-like person like you is worthy of my slander?”

“Okay, answer me a question and I’ll make your death quick.” Ash’s eyes were cold, “Where did you get your summoning sacrifice ritual from?”

Chica, however, paid no attention to Ash’s question, as under the intense stimulation, he recalled his forgotten memories.

Shame, anger, jealousy…the complex emotions directly drove Chica crazy.

“This memory is fake, it’s fake!” Chica turned her eyes to Ash, “Kill you, kill you, and Lady Maria is still mine, still mine.”

The dagger pierced into the twisted monster body neatly, and then ignited golden flames.

Looking at the flames, Ash frowned. These corrupted ones would become mentally disturbed once stimulated. It was really troublesome. He couldn’t even ask them questions.

After feeding the burning flame to the dog, Ash turned and left.

　Check the spot, hehe.

(Additionally, I will push 10 smart pushes, and add another one tomorrow and the day after tomorrow)

　
(End of this chapter)