"The Wall of Faithless?"
The information accidentally revealed by the bishop surprised and puzzled the outsiders. They just didn't know whether it was a religious statement or whether such a thing really existed.
He reached out to return the commemorative coin to Bishop Owen, but the bishop waved his hand and did not take it:
"I'll give this to you as a souvenir. It was originally intended to promote the Holy Prayer Festival. Mr. Hamilton, you can come to Dawn Church often in the future. We will have formal sermons every week, or you can simply come to the confessional to tell your troubles."
He has not yet given up the idea of converting Rashad.
Xia De agreed and put the small coin into the chest pocket of his shirt to prevent it from slipping into his coat pocket.
Bishop Owen had other things to do, and after he left, Priest Augustus took Shad out of Dawn Square to get the potion "The Price of Growth".
The priest has his own rented base outside the Dawn Church for preparing potions. After all, preparing potions in the church is too risky.
"Priest, is there really a wall of non-believers in our world?"
Shade asked quietly on the way, and Father Augustus's answer was ambiguous:
"No one can come back after death, so I can't give a definite answer. But judging from ancient books and documents, there has been a clear saying of the 'Wall of Unbelievers' since at least the Third Age. It is very likely that this is real... Detective, I remember that you seemed to have not chosen your own faith after waking up from blindness and stupidity. This is not acceptable..."
He slowed down his pace to look at the next Shade, and said with a smile the same words as Bishop Owen:
"Are you interested in learning about the beliefs of our Lord Mr. Dawn?"
If you are just a shallow believer, you don't have any specific obligations to bear, and you don't even have to go to church to pray every week. But correspondingly, if you encounter something like a ghost, don't expect the church to help you exorcise the demon for free, and other help from the church is not paid.
Shade followed the priest and walked forward, thinking about faith.
In fact, he was not sure whether he could complete the path of the twelve divine sublimation before his death, so in order to prevent himself from being used to paste on the wall after his death, and in order to avoid embarrassment when asked about his faith in daily social activities, it seemed nothing to choose a god and become a shallow believer.
"I'll have to think about it."
He gave his answer. There was no rush anyway. Whenever he needed it, Xia De could go to the church to buy some pendants with holy emblems and put them at home. Then he could verbally declare that he was a believer in the true God.
Priest Augustus rented a basement in an apartment near the Dawn Church. The landlord was an old friend of his who was absolutely reliable. Most of the priest's books, relics, various spellcasting materials, and equipment for preparing potions were placed in the basement.
The street was called Great Street, and it was right next to Dawn Square. It only took about ten minutes to walk from the church entrance to the basement of the apartment.
The basement here is much more spacious than the basement of Shade's house, and the ceiling is also higher. Because the first floor of the apartment is actually higher than the street, there is a small window at the top of the wall in the basement, so that the sunlight outside can barely shine in.
Of course, it must be closed on rainy days.
This place can basically be used as a "studio". The priest not only places bottles and jars and instruments for preparing potions here, but also has beds and wardrobes.
The priest put the potion "The Price of Growth" and its ingredients in a paper bag and handed it to Shade. All the ingredients were stuffed into a bottle. The liquid in the bottle was brown, with some suspicious flocculent substances floating in it. The bottles themselves were wrapped in newspapers.
It's not to prevent the sun, but to prevent the smell from coming out.
"I will never make this potion again. The smell is unbearable. Even when I was a young missionary in the countryside, I never smelled anything like it."
When Shad counted the cost of materials to the priest, the priest looked helpless.
In addition to these things, Shad also drew the pattern on the bottom of the potion bottle found in the hidden space in the basement in his notebook, hoping that the priest would help him identify it.
The main body of the pattern is an equilateral triangle with three corners connected to a small circle, and inside the triangle is a person with wings.
"Interesting, it must be some kind of ancient symbol that I don't recognize."
Father Augustus shook his head.
"You don't know him either?"
"But don't be disappointed. Although I don't recognize it, the church library may have a record of this symbol. I can check it out, but can you tell me the origin of this symbol?"
The priest asked, and Shade shook his head cautiously:
"It's not convenient for now, but I'll tell you later. Be careful when you look for it. This symbol is most likely related to the ring warlock. I hope it won't cause you any trouble."
"It's okay, it's just a small matter."
The priest waved his hand, and the two parted on the busy street.
It was exactly eight o'clock at this time. Shad returned to St. Teresa's Square with a paper bag in his arms. He hid the potion and the disgusting materials behind the hidden wall of the basement, waiting to try to bring them back to the past after midnight today.
Afterwards, he said hello to Xiaomia who was taking a walk at home, and then walked out of the house again.
The lawyer entrusted by Mrs. Lemaire to investigate was named Locke Laurel. When he visited Mrs. Lemaire, he left his business card, so Shad could easily find the person based on the clues on the business card.
Mr. Laurel does not work in a law firm with a fixed office location. He is a licensed attorney who provides private legal advice. The nature of his work is similar to that of Shad's detective agency, but he definitely earns more than Shad.
This gentleman lived in the northern part of Tobysk. Although the northern part is generally considered to be the lower part of Tobysk, the lawyer's residence is not a slum. It is a place called Queen Mary Street, and the lawyer rented a second-floor apartment facing the street.
Xia De didn't know anyone in this area, so he didn't need to disguise his face when he went to the door. He just recognized the house number and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to open the door.
So I thought about knocking on the door of the next door apartment to ask the neighbors, but at this time the door was finally opened.
The person who opened the door was a short, fat man who reeked of alcohol and wore shorts and a striped shirt. He looked square. The hair on his arms was thicker than the beard on his broad chin. His eyes were narrowed as if he was not used to the morning light in the mist. He mumbled something that was hard to hear clearly:
"Who are you looking for? Oh, for God's sake, could you please not knock on the door so early?"
It's not even nine o'clock yet, which is not very early, but it's hard to explain to a drunk guy.