American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

After speaking calmly, the old man hung up the phone. At this point, the other party should understand.

Yes, Higa Kotoko understood. She looked at the phone in her hand that made a hang-up sound. She was silent for a long time, and her cold expression changed several times.

That is to say, she inherited her mother's responsibilities, and finally learned these things from her mother.

This is a secret passed down from generation to generation.

According to rumors, the island country has no supernatural soil at all. For some reason, the first supernatural incident suddenly occurred at a certain time, causing considerable casualties.

Finally, when the church forcibly landed, they learned who was behind these supernatural events.

That's the crack in the world.

According to her mother, according to the church at the time, a mysterious force would escape from the cracks in the world, and these forces could affect the entire country.

This is also the reason why there was a sudden surge in the number of supernatural beings in the island country, which were originally few or even non-existent.

Higa Kotoko's chest swelled, indicating that her heart was not as stable as her expression.

In her current generation, she also knows more things.

Because the current ruler of the island country, Bishop Pedlio, who controls the Archdiocese of Tokyo, was originally her father.

Thinking of this, Higa Kotoko clenched her fist, and her fist bones showed a green color.

She still remembered what this hateful father said.

The world does not have world cracks only in island countries. World cracks are everywhere.

Just like the cracks in the world of country H, its impact is that human beings themselves have changed.

There is also the world rift in Argentina, the impact of which is that monsters will come and spread, killing humans.

Thinking of this, Higa Kotoko narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she thought of something, and the figure of a man appeared in her pupils.

"Can you control it?"

At this moment, Santa Maria Cathedral in Tokyo.

The old man led the clergy behind him, walking step by step deeper into the cathedral, and finally stopped in front of a main building similar to the church, and asked calmly.

He raised his hand, and holy light appeared on his palm. These holy lights were very spiritual and directly trapped some strange energy that was escaping in the air.

Father Milus, who was behind the old man, replied aloud.

"Back to Sir Bishop, because the magic circle has been set up a long time ago, it is still under control. However, the crack suddenly erupted before, and the energy that escaped can no longer be recovered. This may have a great impact on the tranquility of the island country."

The old man named Pedlio looked at the circle of holy light on his palm. A reddish mysterious energy was flowing inside the circle, and he sighed in his heart.

These escaping mysterious energies not only affect the social stability of the island country, but also affect his daughter Higa Kotoko.

Just because his daughter Higa Kotoko is the island country's most trusted saint, and the island country's proudest psychic medium.

Reluctantly suppressing this feeling of worry, Bishop Pedlio looked at the main building trapped in a huge magic circle and said calmly.

"Isn't it cracked yet?"

Perhaps because he was thinking of Higa Kotoko, the old man's tone was a little cold, very similar to Higa Kotoko's cold tone.

Father Milus shook his head and replied.

"My Lord Bishop, these mysterious energies can involve and merge with local resentment and turn into powerful resentful spirits. Currently, they can only be eliminated by destroying the resentful spirits."

Upon hearing this, Bishop Pedlio was silent for a while, just looking at the main building in front of him, and then continued to walk past with the people behind him.

As the main door opened, revealing what was before them.

A crack in space stretched from the ground to the ceiling.

The crack is wide and huge, like a giant dragon shining with red light.

The bright red color exudes strong energy fluctuations, burning like a burning flame.

The space on both sides seemed to be twisted and stretched, forming a red vortex, constantly rotating and squirming, like broken snow.

Red light flashed across the edge of the crack, like burning flames, dyeing everything around it with a red halo.

Feeling the mysterious energy that kept escaping from the cracks but was blocked by the magic circle, Bishop Pedlio couldn't help but sigh. Even though he was very strong, there was nothing he could do about the cracks.

Cracks cannot be damaged and cannot migrate.

Because the previous facts prove that once something is done about the cracks, the cracks in the world will erupt into greater commotion, implicating the entire world.

In the long past, the world has experienced several catastrophes, one of which was caused by the church at that time trying to destroy the cracks in the world.

At that time, in order to suppress and make amends, the church lost most of its core forces such as bishops and many clergy, which led to more bad things happening.

Therefore, there is a rule that the world rift cannot be destroyed, and no one dares to attack the existing world rift.

If it were a new crack in the world, such as the fog incident encountered by that guy from York, that would be another matter.

Although the church today is no longer comparable to the church back then, no one is sure what will happen after the destruction.

Today is a peaceful society, not the previous turbulent times. No one dares to bet, and no one dares to bet.

What's more, the church has also made some agreements with the state.

When he thought of this, Bishop Pedlio shook his head and said.

"Tell the headquarters and tell them that there is some movement in the cracks here in the island country, but it is still under control."

As long as this sentence reaches the headquarters, it will inevitably reach the hands of York.

The old man apologized to Mr. York in his heart.

Father Milus and many clergymen lowered their heads slightly and spoke.

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

…………………………………………

"We're here, Alessa."

Because we were coming back by car, by the time Yorkes returned to Ashibiy Church in New York, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Alessa had already fallen asleep in the back seat.

"kindness"

Alessa is like a real child, completely unable to open her eyes and staying in bed.

Yorks smiled. Although she was a god, she was still like a child. No, she was also a child born from a human mother. She fell asleep until now, so she was originally a child.

"Bishop, do you want me to come?"

When he came back, the entire Ahibiyi Church was dispatched. Irene, who was responsible for facing the believers, and John Wick, who was responsible for guarding and maintaining security in the Ahibiyi Church, had already come out and were standing behind Yorks. , looked at the little girl in the car with curious eyes.

Although both of them felt that the little girl seemed to be little Sharon, the feeling emanating from her body made them know that the little girl brought back by their bishop was definitely not little Sharon, even though she looked exactly the same and had a similar body shape. .

"No, she doesn't like others touching her." Yorks shook his head and rejected Irene.

Just kidding, if you touch it, you will only be hit by Alessa's thunder.

Seeing that Alessa still didn't open her eyes and looked very sleepy in bed, Yorks had a gentle look on her face and stretched out her hands to pick Alessa up from the back seat of the car.

Just like the little Sharon she had hugged before in Silent Hill, Alessa hugged his neck very naturally and slept soundly with her head hanging on his shoulder.

But York could still hear Alessa's whisper.

"Uncle Yorks."

"Sleep peacefully." Yorkshire said gently, holding Alessa in his arms and walking slowly towards Ahibiyi Church.

John Wick and Erin looked at each other, and John Wick consciously went to the front seat of the car, preparing to drive away.

Eileen, on the other hand, followed one step behind her bishop.

"Bishop, is everything okay?" Erin asked in a low voice. She had always been paying attention to your affairs over at Silent Hill. It was said that the Archdiocese of West Virginia seemed to have dispatched some clergy to gather at Silent Hill.

And that was the target of her bishop. Although she was a little worried, she believed in her bishop.

"Well, the result is not bad." Yorks smiled, he knew what Irene meant.

"Little Sharon's condition should have recovered."

Irene raised the corner of her mouth slightly and looked at the little girl who was resting on her bishop's shoulder with her small face facing her.

"Bishop, then she is?"

"Do you think you look exactly like little Sharon?" Maybe it was the benefit of going out, and Yorkshire was rarely in a good mood, so she gave up.

"Then who do you think it is?"

Eileen saw that her bishop had walked to the door. She took a quick step, opened the door wider, and replied.

"I don't think this little girl is little Sharon."

Yorks smiled and walked in.

The church layout as always, with clean and neat rows of benches, is enough to cure many people’s obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The row of benches extends to an open space under the high platform. Above the open space is the high platform. Beyond the high platform is the eternal statue of Jesus. The strong power of faith surrounds it, giving the church the function of transforming holy water.

And it allows the priest to use this power to defend against enemies when he is in church.

Therefore, for clergy, the church is the safest place, and ordinary demons and evil spirits do not dare to come.

"It's indeed not little Sharon, her name is Alessa." Yorks began to characterize the matter. Little Sharon was little Sharon, and Alessa was Alessa. The trinity did not exist in front of him.

He does not deny the existence of little Sharon, nor does he deny the existence of Alessa in black dress. He also does not deny the existence of Alessa. To him, they are all different individuals.

"Alessa?" Irene's slender eyebrows moved slightly. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She suddenly saw the little girl sleeping on her bishop's head seemed to smile. If she looked carefully, it was normal again.

"Well, Alessa, you may have to live with us in the future." Yorks said calmly.

Erin nodded, looking at the little face like little Sharon, full of curiosity:

"Yes, Bishop."

Yorks thought for a while, looked back at John Wick who had returned and was closing the door, and said calmly.

"Erin, are there any rooms left?"

Eileen replied: "Yes, please come with me."

Yorks nodded and followed Alessa in his arms. Although he was said to be a bishop, Irene was actually in charge of the specific arrangements. He was not sure if those empty rooms were used for other purposes.

To regard the bishop as such shows that York's character is quite gentle.

In the words of others, he is a typical bishop who is ruthless towards evil and never shows mercy, but treats his own people like a spring breeze. He is an approachable and good bishop.

Therefore, in addition to the bishops who love and hate him, whether it is his career as a priest or his current career as a bishop, York has a very good reputation among the clergy below, and there are many people who want to follow him.

Following Irene to the residential area at the back, Yorks carried Alessa to a room under the leadership of Irene.

It is also a very modern room, with everything, and the area is quite large.

"good."

Yorks nodded, his eyes turned to the wall on one side, and the corner of his mouth twitched silently.

Hacker Hannah's room is also on this floor. In his three-dimensional view, Hannah is completely in pajamas without underwear, exposing her perfect figure. She is sleeping with her arms stretched out, and the ground is where she just ate. Finished food waste, as well as snacks.

"I eat, sleep, and play when I wake up. I'm still not short of money. I really have no regrets until now."

Yorks complained, it was a pity that he still had to work, and later he would have to report and tell stories to God for the mere 0.5 attribute points.

"hateful!"

Yorks complained in his heart, not sure if he was envious, but he didn't show it on the surface. He just came to the bedside and was about to put Alessa down gently.

Who knows, Alessa resisted very much, did not let go of her hands, and whispered.

"I don't want it! I don't want to sleep here."

Yorks turned to look at Alessa and whispered: "Then where are you going to sleep?"

Who knew that Alessa didn't reply, she just wouldn't let go.

Yorks had a headache and looked at Irene aside.

Eileen said that the bishop was helpless and she had never taken care of a child.

Seeing this, Yorks had an even bigger headache. He had never taken care of a child before, so he didn't know how to coax Alessa.

At this moment, Irene seemed to sense something because of Alessa's attitude and the atmosphere, and whispered.

"Bishop, maybe she wants to sleep in your room?"

York was stunned.

"Is this room a little strange to Alessa who has never been here before?" Erin said.

Yorks turned his head to look at Alessa, who seemed to be sleeping, and said gently.

"is that so?"

Of course, Alessa didn't respond before, and she definitely won't respond now.

Yorks could only say to Eileen, "Irene, then prepare a new room for me."

Erin nodded.

Seeing this, Yorks turned around and left the room, heading towards the room where he usually slept.

Fortunately, he didn't do any experiments. There was no place in the room where people couldn't be seen.

In addition to the furniture and bathroom, the rest is just the books for Irene to buy.

The two big airs that slowly appeared proved how hard he had studied recently.

There are even some unread books piled on the desk.

Taking Erin with him, Yorks carried Alessa straight to the bed and tried to put her down.

Sure enough, as Eileen said, this room might have his breath, and Alessa naturally let go of her hand.

Yorks shook his head inwardly, took off Alessa's shoes, adjusted her posture, and pulled up the quilt to cover her.

"You should have a good sleep."

Thinking of Alessa's life, Yorks reached out and touched Alessa's forehead and said gently.

"Uncle will be here from now on."

After saying that, Yorks stood up, took away the unread books from the desk, took Irene who was standing by the door, turned off the light and left the room, and closed the door.

But what he didn't know was that the corners of Alessa's mouth curled up, and then she changed into a more comfortable position and melted into the bed.