Mr. Schleich did not go in, but motioned for Jenkins to go in himself.
The moment I opened the door, I had a bad premonition, but I didn't expect the premonition to come true. Mr. Coppola Bellini, director of the Office of Special Objects, and his assistant, James Hurt, were standing on one side of the couch with a small box, and two nuns were holding a basin of water.
In the office, there are many senior priests and priests who are familiar but cannot be named. Seeing Jenkins walk in, they all stopped talking in low voices.
"What happened to the bishop?"
He put down the chocolate, and then walked quickly to the sofa, where the old man lay peacefully with his eyes closed, the silver lines on his face were very obvious.
"This happened half an hour ago... Miss Bevanna and the Keeper have come to see it, but we haven't been able to find the cause and solution of this phenomenon. Several other healers in the church have also tried, None. Mr. Bellini is trying to use B-01-…”
"Failed."
The middle-aged man interrupted the assistant's introduction, and closed the box in his hand with a solemn expression.
"It still doesn't work, Mr. Williams, give it a try. If it doesn't work, then you can only wait for the results from other churches."
"Have you contacted the Holy See?"
He took off his coat and handed it to the nun beside him, then squatted down and held the old man's hands.
"Not yet, Miss Bevanna is evaluating the incident, and the results will be available soon."
Mr. Bellini replied.
Jenkins nodded solemnly, green air currents and dots of fluorescent light had emerged from both arms.
Chocolate climbed up the Bishop's large and prodigious desk, looking down at the papers while no one was looking.
The door of the room was pushed, and Miss Bevanna and several gifters also walked in. Seeing that Jenkins was being treated, they all kept silent tacitly.
Jenkins didn't know whether the healing ability could dispel the magic effect. Although the spirit was constantly being consumed, he could feel some kind of power preventing the healing breath from flowing into the bishop's body.
It's useless to go on like this. Concentrating on frowning, the spirit transformed into a green aura surging at a faster speed.
But this situation is not a bad state, and the purification candle has no reaction at all. While he was thinking about it, the green bead trembled, and had a faint tendency to separate from his body.
"No, you can't reveal this grace... Why can't you reveal it? It's not stolen."
After observing the expressions of everyone in the room, he looked at the bishop lying down. After thinking about it again and again, he let go of the control over the green ball.
As a huge green/air current swirled around Jenkins' body, everyone who was waiting for the result had to take two steps back.
"This is… "
The young Mr. Hurt looked at the green orb emerging from Jenkins' brow in surprise, but was immediately warned not to speak by Mr. Bellini.
The orb was filled with green brilliance, and the rich spirit of life flowed down like a waterfall. After entering Jenkins' body, after his transformation, he broke through the obstacles of inexplicable power with a powerful gesture, and poured into the bishop's body at once. in the body.
Because it was the first time, Jenkins didn't grasp the strength well, so the bishop's white hair actually showed some signs of turning black.
Miss Bevanna patted him on the shoulder in time, and Jenkins immediately let go of the bishop's hand.
Everyone gathered together, the old man's eyelids moved a few times, and then opened in confusion.
"What's the matter, aren't you working?"
Although the voice is hoarse, it is very energetic.
Over time, more cases of what became known as "silver vertigo" emerged in Nolan. As of the evening of this day, the number of cases counted in municipalities, hospitals, and the five major churches has exceeded four digits, and the number is still increasing.
But the good news is that the rate of increase in cases is clearly slowing down, but even so, there are already some signs of unrest in the city.
Miss Bevanna has notified the Holy See about this incident affecting the city, and the diocese itself is actively looking for the cause and solution.
After investigation, the affected population has no similarities in gender, origin and place of residence, but most of these people belong to the "debilitated" population.
Either due to irreversible deterioration of physical fitness caused by old age, or is born with this condition, or is seriously ill. In the healthy young population, fewer than 20 people have the disease.
After looking through the materials and summarizing the news from the Holy See, it took only half a day to figure out the origin of the light silver lines on the faces of the patients.
It is a disease caused by the secretion of a rare insect that has never been discovered in this era-silver nematode. According to records, it feeds on metallic silver. And once humans eat this kind of thing by mistake, a large number of such traces will appear on the surface of the skin in a short period of time.
But the secretions do not cause fainting in humans, and the current view is that someone used that stuff in a ritual that caused a mass fainting event, which caused the current phenomenon.
The ceremonies that required the use of silvery worms are still being investigated, but with many ceremonies that have been completely lost, I am afraid this will waste a lot of time.
As expected, the members of the Church of Knowledge and Books did not inquire about the origin of Jenkins' gift. Miss Bevanna just asked him to register the items after the matter was over to complete the information.
Inspired by Jenkins' treatment, after a long period of testing, he finally came to a conclusion in the evening of this day—the aging speed of the comatose citizens is accelerating, and their vitality is slowly flowing in a unified direction.
This clue is already obvious. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the Orthodox Church came to the Sage's church for a short meeting, and then unanimously decided to temporarily list the [Life Sharing Alliance] as the first object of suspicion.
Relevant actions have been carried out overnight, and the fortune tellers have all gathered in the astrology tower outside the city to prepare for high-precision fortune-telling.
But this operation will take longer, and Miss Audrey, who happened to meet Jenkins, was a little worried:
"There's a bad feeling, Jenkins, it's best not to act alone these days."
The city entered a brief state of martial law, with a curfew policy starting tonight. Tomorrow morning, the whole country and even the whole continent will be able to learn about the disaster suffered by this city through the newspapers.
Jenkins was trapped in the church, and Miss Bevanna did not allow him to go out easily. But there is one thing that must be done, even if there is a plague in the city, that thing must be completed on time:
"This Wednesday, we will hold a baptism ceremony for you outside the city. This is the tradition of the scribes, and the time set must not be changed."
PS: This volume is coming to an end.