Gal was so worried that he drove his mother and nephews to the train station. When it was time to say goodbye, Mrs. Shoden finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "About John and that...Mr. Oakle, they are not from the temple. ,Right?"
Gal was stunned, not knowing how to answer this question.
Mrs. Xiaoden smiled and looked at the front, as if she didn't say the sentence just now: "Don't be such a child, have you forgotten? My mother was also an instructor when she was young, and she revised the teaching materials herself. A man with a harp, so I know that the current temple cannot teach such young people."
Gal was silent for a while: "Sorry Mom, I can't say."
"Of course I know." Mrs. Xiaoden's voice paused in frustration, then she pulled down the head of her proudest son, she stood on tiptoe slightly, and gently straightened his collar, "But it's not a bad thing, isn't it?" Is it? The temple has been unchanged for too long. Of course, we all know that peace is the best, but sometimes we still have to regret it. Only in the most turbulent era will there be those names that make people Hot-blooded people, aren't they?"
The person whose names are lined up together can make people's blood boil... Gal forced a smile and said hollowly: "Yes, a strong example will promote us to move forward."
Human beings, even though there were profound magic circles in ancient times, rapid development of technology in modern times, and dazzling spells, the power of a single person is obviously so weak that it is not worth mentioning—even the legendary Carlos, It's just a human being. He doesn't have a strong body like Difu's. If he doesn't eat properly, he will have a bad stomach, get injured, and even be as weak as when he first appeared, and he can hardly get up.
He would even be in a daze, grabbing the heated things in the microwave with his hands several times, so that he still had a small burn on his hand.
Perhaps because of the closeness, Gal sometimes even has the illusion that this is an ordinary person like himself, but... it can only be an illusion.
The proud Jin Zhang knew that he did not dare to be alone. When he was walking unsteadily, he brought an intern who would only get in the way against the demon class. He also knew that he would never dare to know that the other party was two or more. The extremely dangerous Difu, and even a third one is ready to move in the dark, and can break into their realm without hesitation.
He couldn't see fear, panic, or even a little pride in this man.
Gal knew that the gap between him and Archbishop Carlos Alder did not lie in knowledge and combat experience—those could be made up for.
There is only one thing that can't be made up for, the strength and calm that have settled down in the bones of those people who struggled out of countless places of life and death in those ancient years.
Mrs. Xiaoden saw that he was absent-minded, she raised her hand and patted his face gently, as if he was still a child, sighed, and changed the subject seemingly easily: "Believe me, child, you have your excellence." You have always been the pride of me and your father—oh, come on, I seem to have made a mistake yesterday, don't you know Mr. Oakle's face when I told you where you were going? How horrible, that little guy John should really be telling me that he already has a lover."
Gal couldn't explain it, so he could only smile wryly: "I think he probably... just likes to join in the fun?"
"Well," Mrs. Shoden obviously just changed the subject for the sake of changing the subject, and she didn't take it to heart at all, she just sighed casually, "Love is really a young man's thing—Mike, Lily, get out of your uncle's car, we It's time to get on the train!"
At this time, Gal suddenly felt an impulse, which made him suddenly blurt out: "Mom, if..."
He only uttered a few words, and his voice stopped abruptly when Mrs. Xiaoden turned to look at him—what am I doing? He thought distractedly, what am I going to say
"Um?"
"No, it's nothing." Gal got back into his car as if fleeing, "I won't take you to the train station. Regarding Krystal and the shadow demon that John said yesterday, I need to go to the temple Let’s go, mobilize the hunters and start preparing for the investigation, this is a matter of urgency!”
Mrs. Xiaoden seemed to want to say something, but Gal didn't give her a chance. He quickly turned the car around and ran away.
Then, Gal slammed the steering wheel hard for his cowardly behavior.
However, he quickly adjusted his expression and drove straight to the temple as if nothing had happened, as if he had cleared this matter from his mind-Gal was a very sensible child since he was a child , he was born in a special family of hunters, and his rebellious elder brother didn't understand the fun of being a "special policeman who foolishly chased some non-existent beast". He went abroad to pursue his artistic dream, while his ——The youngest son of the Xiaoden family, the last bloodline of Flaret, destined to carry this ancient inheritance.
He has been working hard and being excellent, but throughout his adolescence, no one remembered the name "Gal".
The descendant of Flaret and the son of Instructor Xiaoden, these two auras of the same burden have always shrouded him.
He has no choice but to follow a path that was doomed from birth, and keep walking, and he will never see the day when he will come out.
It's painful, there is a desperate rebellion in Flaret's blood, they are vividly reflected in his brother, but when they come to him, they are painfully suppressed to the bone—whenever he is alone in the dead of night, The pain is all the more apparent as the library digs through his long family tree.
It seems that Carlos has turned Flaret into a symbol. This illustrious ancestor made anyone in the future an inconspicuous part of this inheritance.
And this repressed rationality is what almost accompanied Gal all his life.
For this reason, he decided to forget that crazy "eight-minute night", do his job well, live up to the two big men who live in his home, seize every opportunity to hone himself, and become A better hunter.
The thought almost made him despair, what's the point of becoming a better hunter? The temple will not award him a "diamond medal" on top of the gold medal.
But... Maybe one day, that person will be really proud of him.
Gal maintained this up and down mentality and went straight to the temple. Thanks to the blessing of the grievances of the difu who died in his hands, he rushed to the morning rush hour in this trance state, but he didn't come out. car accident.
Gal arrived at Louis's priest's office, just in time to meet an old friend helping Mr. Sculler to go out, and the nurse who took care of Sculler was waiting there—this venerable old gentleman insisted on taking a short interval even though he was seriously ill and retired. Time came to the temple, as if he couldn't let go of an obsession, and kept an eye on the restoration of the enchantment at any time.
He looked even thinner, like a candle that was about to go out and falter in the wind.
Gall quickly stood aside to make way for him.
Mr. Sculler nodded to him, supported the nurse's arm, and walked out in a slow pace. The old man's back made people feel like he was dying.
"Only by seeing him can I feel the concept of 'every day, life is one step closer to death'." Louis pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed and said, "It makes me feel very sorry, you see, we Entering the temple since I was a child, I always knew that I would become a hunter, I almost never thought about my dream, maybe one day, my whole life will pass, but in retrospect, I didn’t even do a single outrageous thing.”
Gal lit a cigarette silently, and laughed at himself: "The most outrageous thing I have ever done is when I was a child, I climbed over the wall to the front hall, and ran out of the temple among the tourists, intending to leave."
"That's right," Louis finally showed a relaxed expression on his perennially serious face, "In the end, you just sat on the bus and played games in the video game mall in the city center all afternoon, and then came back obediently."
The two looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
"Okay Chief Executive," Gall said, "I'm here to file a case with you."
Louie took him into his office and listened quietly as he described Krystal's lost memory.
Louis was silent for a while: "Are you sure it's the Shadow Demon?"
"The two gentlemen judged at the same time."
"Wait, look at this." Louis turned on the Internet news, and clicked on a news in a very inconspicuous corner, "Tracking Weird Neuritis-Suspected Infectious Disease", "The patient first developed mild dementia, short-term memory After being sent to the hospital for rescue, any damage to the brain cannot be detected, but the patient will suddenly become a vegetative state. In a few cases, the patient will eventually wake up, but the memory Confusion, severe deterioration of intelligence level, unable to take care of oneself, the specific cause is under investigation."
Louis clicked on the next page, Gal went up and found that the reporter in the article had listed some diseased areas very carefully to remind the public: "It started from Sara State, I think the first person he mentioned was Kevin’s grandfather, then went west to Moody Heng State, Walker State, Lalves State... and then there were signs of returning east to Sarah State.”
"Louis," Gall said gravely, "does it seem... to you that something is tracking something?"
"You mean, the Shadow Demon is following someone?" Louis asked, "Who could it be?"
"I need to cross-check the databases of several local floating populations before and after the onset of each case to make a list of suspects—the shadow demon is possessed by Difu! In addition, even if it is possessed by different people, the prey it tracks are the same. It should be among them." Gal said quickly, and he suddenly remembered a word that Carlos mentioned yesterday - the "priest" of the Krystal family.
He found the human skin book brought back by Aldo from his bag, and flipped through it quickly: "Priest, priest..."
Louis has already made a phone call immediately, informing the staff of the network department to start the search as quickly as possible.
Gal read the text on the human skin book at a glance, and then he patted Louis hard: "I found it, here it is!"
The mysterious priests of Krystal hold the ultimate secret of the Krystal family. No one knows how they were selected, and no one knows how they are passed on. How are they different from ordinary clansmen? In addition, For some unknown reason, every generation of Krystal priests has been handicapped.
They are called - "people who can see the truth".
"Disabled people—yes, this is a clue, add disabled people to the comparison list just now."
"You think that thing was after the priests of Krystal?"
"It's just a guess, I still have to ask..."
A call came from the Internet Department: "Instructor Meiguert, there are sixteen people on the list."
"What about being disabled with restrictions?" Louie asked.
There was a moment of silence: "One. Oliver Douglas, thirty-two years old, male, blind."
"Check his latest records for me."
"Wait a moment..." The network department hesitated for a while, and then said after two minutes, "A coffee shop in Jason Square in Sanctuary, Sarah State shows the latest credit card consumption records of Mr. Douglas."
"Sanctuary Jason!" Gal stood up abruptly, "Mr. Watson lives in Sanctuary Jason Hospital, and Carlos left me a note this morning saying that he went to the Jason block to find Kevin!"
"Calm down," Louis said, looking at his old friend in amazement, "it's just a potential victim, it's very unlikely to be Difu—and besides, that's Carlos, man, I think the Shadow Demon's Personal safety is more of a concern.”
"Call the dispatch team, and assign me ten hunters who don't have any missions at the moment." Gal ignored Louis's rare humor, picked up the car keys and ran out, "I'm going first."
"Wait!" The current sword-wielding priest felt that he could no longer remain silent. "If it is confirmed that it is a demon-level Difu, a special mission order needs to be issued from the archbishop. Even a gold medal cannot act alone!"
"Did I just say that I haven't done too many outrageous things in my life?" Gal said loudly without turning his head, "I think it's too late if I don't... In addition, I suddenly discovered that the gold medal is nothing special, it's just a lot of mediocrity. Among the people who die, there are a small group of people who are more self-consoling, and they are weak."
Louie: "..."
Brother, did you accidentally eat some strange food that Carlos made in the morning, resulting in poisoning for unknown reasons, so the current small universe exploded