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However, Clayton was not as calm as Joe thought.

No one knows how many people will come to the Holy Grail. He is no better now than when he was in the army, and he has information support from the Intelligence Department behind him.

"But there are some things I can't do, and you still need to do them."

Qiao yelled: "Please, Lieutenant, the people from the Holy Grail Society are looking for me now, and you asked me to go back to the front line. Why don't you find a detective? They will do things as long as they have money."

Detectives are an emerging industry. In the public mind, these people are labeled as "doing everything." Many of the practitioners are veterans and have no other skills, but lurking and investigation are their specialties.

"I will hire detectives to monitor their stronghold in Broken Wing Angel, but you also have things to do." Clayton handed him his revolver: "Tell me about the Holy Grail Society."

Joe Mani held the gun and flipped it over in a novel way. Although he was a retired soldier, he had never used a gun a few times. He played with it for a while before speaking:

"It's not an exaggeration to say that they are a cult. The first time I preached to the residents in Oak Town, east of Taunton, they also believed in Heavenly Father Carola, but they said things that deviated from common sense and were basically inconsistent with the scriptures. It doesn’t matter.”

"For example?" Clayton asked with interest.

Joe shrugged: "They claim the night is nobler than the day."

He felt that he didn't need to say more, even non-believers knew which was more important, day or night - without the sun, even crops wouldn't grow.

"Sounds like they should call themselves the Black Sect."

"Who says it's not, but they prefer the name Holy Grail Society." Recalling the pleasant experience in Oak Town, Joe replied frivolously: "By the way, Lieutenant, do you know about the Holy Grail?"

"I know."

Although the Bello family is an immigrant from Mansis, many generations have passed by now. Even if Clayton does not believe in the White Religion, he still has a certain understanding of the teachings of the White Religion because of his exposure to it.

In the mythology of the Bai religion, the heavenly father Carola created all animals and plants in a white light, but they were ignorant and could not grow. So the Heavenly Father gave his own blood and made all living beings drink it. As a result, the living beings became sane. Although the plants still had no ability to think, they remembered the grace of the Heavenly Father and instinctively grew toward the sun.

In this story, the vessel used by the Heavenly Father to hold the divine blood is the Holy Grail, so the meaning of the Holy Grail is interpreted as the source of wisdom.

Clayton recalled what believers he had met before said: "The Holy Grail is the origin of human nature. Wisdom is transmitted from the divine blood to all living beings, so we have spirits."

"That's it," Joe became excited: "But the Holy Grail Society actually advocates heretical theories. They believe that Heavenly Father not only gave us spiritual intelligence, but also instilled in us ugly desires. They even said that those desires that lead people to sin are the It is a true blessing from Heavenly Father. Everyone should fear power. Because of the fear of power, we can distinguish the difference. Otherwise, we will all be wild beasts who cannot restrain our desires."

He was originally not a religious person, but in the past few days, he probably read a lot of scriptures in order to sneak into the church and volunteer, and he began to care about things that he was not originally interested in.

Hearing this, Clayton recalled a famous philosophical debate of the last century, and he commented:

"It sounds like the words of extreme liberals and progressives, and they always are like this. If a cruel struggle can bring some benefits, they can tolerate its disgusting aspects with peace of mind."

Joe only went to middle school and didn't know much about it, but he had a good habit of being realistic: "I don't understand this, but there is no doubt about their atrocities. They killed devout parishioners and wanted to expel them." The Sheriff tried to cordon off the entire town. If it hadn’t been for the national border right next to it and our heroic defenders at the border post, I might have died there too.”

He said with lingering fear: "It's a pity that I can't bring others back across the border, and the soldiers can't get across, but those good soldiers promised that I would contact the outpost in Taunton to rescue the townspeople."

Clayton approved of his behavior: "You did a good thing. Although there is no medal, it is a truly noble spirit."

He praised this very much, but unfortunately this kind of praise was a bit outdated. Joe touched his head and showed an embarrassed smile.

"So you didn't see some unusual forces at work during that experience?"

Joe hesitated. He glanced at Clayton to make sure that the other person's face was not joking: "They claim to have such power, but I have never seen it."

"Then how did they catch up with you?" Clayton asked.

If the defenders at the border blocked the path of the Holy Grail Society, then Joe Mani would also escape their sight in the process. As long as he made a time difference and got on the train, there would be no reason to be caught up after that, and his extraordinary sense of smell would not be the same. use.

Joe admitted defeat frankly: "That's a good question. I don't know."

Clayton suddenly understood something.

"What should I do next?" Joe asked.

"No, you don't have to do anything, just do the same as usual." Clayton pointed to the top of his head: "But be careful in the sky."

"You mean they can train birds for tracking?" Joe tried his best to guess in a common sense direction.

"maybe."

Clayton glanced out the window of the carriage, then looked back: "By the way, where have you been living recently?"

"It's near the chapel." Joe said, "214 Mercy Street."

Joe Mani didn't know much, but Clayton was sure he knew how to find traces of the enemy.

Although we already knew that the Holy Grail would have a stronghold like the Angel with Broken Wings, the ability of mind control makes a frontal attack very difficult. This kind of power can even pull out an army when necessary, and the longer it is delayed, the more difficult it is to deal with it. .

The really important clues come from the other party's surveillance methods.

As Joe Mani is the key target of the Holy Grail Society, his monitors must not be ordinary people who are under mental hypnosis, but formal members of the Holy Grail Society.

As long as he is caught, Clayton Bello is confident that he will spit out the location of the others - if he is still alive.

He took a carriage home and took down a huge breech-loaded rifle from the white wall of his study.

It has a dark and thick metal barrel, a noble mahogany stock, and gorgeous gold-plated decorations all over the body from front to back. Its full length is similar to Clayton's height, and it stands at the same level as his eyebrows when it stands on the ground.

This is the latest gunpowder weapon, called the "Conqueror", which is a royal gift accompanying the Laurent War Medal of Honor.

There are riflings in the barrel, the effective range is up to four hundred meters, and a single shot can break limbs.

In the later stages of the Roron War, some special soldiers called "Chasers" appeared on the battlefield. They held such weapons and performed the task of sniping and killing cavalry and officers from a long distance.

Such arms appeared on both sides of the two warring countries, but not many.

Because they were afraid that the colonies would rebel if they had superior weapons, the powerful powers reached a consensus that the troops stationed in the colonies could only use old flintlock weapons to avoid falling into the hands of the locals.

Clayton is one of the people who has been using old weapons, but he has specially practiced with new weapons after he retired from the army.

As a cavalryman with more close combats, his shooting level certainly cannot reach the level of an elite hunter who can use his firearm to its full limit, but he can still easily hit a stationary human-shaped target within 200 meters.

And tomorrow night, he will use this gun to hunt.

It seemed that he was affected by the werewolf bloodline, and his heart was filled with excitement when he thought of hunting.

Boom boom.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the living room.

Clayton, who was thinking about how to kill someone, changed his expression, turned his head suddenly, and his heart beat faster in his chest.

"Mr. Bello, I have your mail."

It was the landlady who was talking.

Clayton breathed a sigh of relief, placed the Conqueror rifle horizontally on the desk, then walked to the living room to open the door.

The post office now also works at night, which is good news for people waiting for letters.

As an antique dealer, he always hires people to help search for antiques. He has several partners and regular customers. So consignment letters are also much more frequent than others.

But this time the letter has nothing to do with business.

He took the paper bag in which the mail was sent from the landlady's hand. The sender's information on the surface of the bag was clearly filled out as "Tritis Bello".

This person finally replied, and it should be the news he wanted to know most.

But when he thought about Cuitis' past performance, Clayton's gratitude was diluted.

In addition to their poor personal relationship, he sent cards to his dear niece, Donna Bello, every year on important holidays, but never received the same greeting card, and it was apparently this woman who prevented Donna from doing so.

Preventing two blood relatives from meeting each other, not even sending greeting cards.

This woman does whatever she wants just because she is Donna's mother. It's really abominable.

Taking the mailing bag into the study, he used a paper knife to open the seal. The contents inside were a piece of letter paper and an old book.

Clayton did not read the book first, but unfolded the letter first.

Unlike the last letter he sent, which was full of words, the content of this letter only occupies a small half of the letter paper. You don't need to look carefully to know that Cuitis did not answer every question.

There was also a pungent smell of chemicals on the letter paper. I don’t know what kind of environment Tritis Bello wrote this letter.

Clayton suppressed the discomfort in his nose and started reading——

"To the Unlovable Creighton"

"Your question made me laugh. The fifth division of Taunton that fought with your Torrent Guards had a large number of extraordinary people. Their "cavalry" (crossed out). The knights all possess the heritage of the ancient knights. Really It’s a shame you haven’t reacted yet after fighting with them.”

Clayton thought about it and was suddenly shocked.

Dorne's cavalry has never been the strongest in all countries, but Taunton's cavalry is.

When he saw the cavalry dressed as ancient knights and wielding swords on the battlefield, he thought it was the trend of Taunton. After all, it was a country that paid great attention to tradition, and its nickname was the "Land of Knights".

Now after Cuitisi reminded him, he realized that wearing a pair of armor that was thick enough to withstand ordinary musket fire might not be something that ordinary people could do after receiving training.

Because he had dealt with it so many times, he subconsciously felt that it was not unusual, so he ignored it.

The few chapters I wrote before felt wrong, so I changed them.