In short, under various coincidences, it was originally the last transaction with Queen Isabella, but by accident, the church caught a hard-won big fish. At the critical moment, the blood-sucking species was inadvertently affected by the power of the bronze bird that did not fly away, making it unsuccessful to escape into a swarm of bats, and So Yi fell into the net under the blockade of divine magic.
Less than half a week had passed since that day, and the church hadn't been able to get any news from the other party. It's not that the church is merciless and refuses to use some "very effective" interrogation methods, it's just that the captured vampires have fallen into a state of suspended animation.
It is impossible to tell whether it is the talent of the vampire itself, or the means left over from the transformation of the difference engine.
In short, when Jenkins saw the ugly creature in the sterling silver container at the bottom of the lake on the west side of the evergreen forest, he was nailed to the cross by holy silver nails with twelve different holy symbols.
"How much silver is used here?"
Jenkins asked while using the flame to evaporate the water on his body. For safety, the sterling silver cage was chained to the bottom of the water, and there were other safety measures on the lake. No matter whether it is from the inside out or the outside in, no one can even try to enter or leave without permission.
"For the church, the value of the heterogeneous demigods is far more than this silver, besides..."
Mr. Gilbert scratched his nose and looked at his shoes:
"The offerings of believers are quite generous."
Jenkins knew about the church's financial problems. He heard about it when he chatted with the contemporary Pope St. Ponteve during his stay in Beldiran after returning from Loen City, so he knew how much wealth the church had accumulated.
The offerings of believers to the church are of course "earned for nothing" in a sense, but the reality is that no church will refuse.
He nodded knowingly, then stretched out his hand to feel the vitality of the vampire:
"Alive."
Accompanying Jenkins into the cell that looked like an underwater sterling silver coffin, besides Mr. Gilbert from the Church of the Sages, were two demigods from the Church of the Sun and Justice, and the Church of Night and the Hidden. Partly as a witness to a possible conversation, partly to protect Jenkins.
Although Jenkins does not need any protection now, there is always nothing wrong with insurance.
The vampire crucified on the cross was shriveled, as if it had lost all the moisture in its body, it was more like being mummified than alive, and its ugliness was even higher. After getting permission, Jenkins patted the opponent's skin lightly, and learned about the mechanical structure of the opponent's body through this slap.
Coupled with the information on the flesh and blood part obtained by using the World Tree seedlings to perceive the vitality, basically the secrets in the blood-sucking species have been clarified.
"Probably here."
He pointed to the position of the opponent's left chest, which is the heart of most humanoid creatures, and naturally also the heart of vampires:
"I feel that there is a strange thing here, about the size of a fingernail. Although it has metal all over it, the metal here is very unusual. This metal is imprisoning the vampire and transforming it into a metal form .We didn't wake it up by force. I can feel it, it's like a triggered steam bomb... no, maybe not only triggered, but also timed...”
He frowned in thought, and stretched out his hand to directly "suck" the piece of metal out through the sensing force of the metal and the manipulation of the flesh and blood, but he stretched out his hand and then retracted abruptly.
"Do you need the Church of Mechanics to send someone down to find a way to take that thing out?"
Mr. Gilbert asked.
"Of course, as soon as possible, I don't know what will happen to that piece of metal, but it must be the last insurance to prevent us from learning the secret. Yes, after all, I don't know anything about mechanics, so I can only say that this is guesswork. But it still needs professional believers of the Mechanic Church to take that thing out."
"Meow~"
Chocolate barked.
"Yes, I know nothing about it."
He patted his cat and added:
"Also, do we have that potion that makes people tell the truth? Maybe it will actually wake it up for a while, and that will help."
"I can ask, but for the demigods of different species, the potion may not have a very good effect."
Jenkins was able to directly draw the specific structure inside the vampire's chest by reading and writing, which made it easier for the demigods from the Church of Mechanics to use a near-surgical method to remove the metal sheet he found under minimally invasive conditions.
The metal piece that was taken out was as thin as a fingernail, and the overall shape was a slender strip. The black aura flickered uncontrollably in Jenkins' eyes. This is probably a part of some weird thing, and of course it may be an unknown creation concocted by the difference machine.
"Look, here are some runes."
Jenkins found some ancient writing on the smoother side, but no one but him seemed to see it. So Jenkins wrote down those words to decipher, and while the metal piece was brought back to the ground, the people at the bottom of the water also began to formally interrogate the vampire.
The animal's blood was splashed on it, and the shriveled body swelled like a sponge. The whole process was extremely disgusting and tested people's sanity, so that Jenkins had to cover his cat's eyes to prevent it from seeing what it shouldn't at its age. see something.
And the vampire that successfully awakened, as expected, struggled and wailed desperately. After it was almost exhausted, Jenkins came forward with a small bottle.
The church didn't think it would be useful to simply ask, so it didn't plan to communicate with the other party. The potion that Jenkins was holding was made by Old Jack. Old Jack thought that if this potion didn't work, then other potions wouldn't work either.
After forcing the other person to drink, Jenkins tried to ask the first question:
"what your name?"
The vampire said his name when he showed up on the weekend. At this moment, he drooped his head exhausted, and gave the correct answer after hearing the question:
"Bruch Gangelo Nofiler."
"age?"
There was no answer this time, Jenkins looked at the small bottle in his hand, and poured down the remaining half bottle of potion, but still got no response:
"It can only take effect once, can't it?"
He complained in a low voice, and seeing that the potion had no effect, the church asked Jenkins to leave the cell temporarily. They planned to use some inconvenient methods to get the vampire to speak. The church is not a completely pure and benevolent organization.