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Chapter 154 Heart

The boy's bony Adam's apple slid across his thin neck. The bread was very dry and he seemed to be having difficulty swallowing it. It took him a long time before he made any sound.

"The Father will not give us clear instructions, Lilith."

"It's not us." Lilith said calmly, "That's not my Father God, Ian. I don't believe in God."

Ian's pupils trembled constantly, and his calm face finally showed some emotions. He was disturbed by Lilith's disrespectful words.

"You...but you said that when you were a child you often went to church to sing hymns--"

"I told you, when I was a kid." Lilith rested her elbows on the table and peeled the eggshell carefully. "It was only after I came to Goletia that I discovered that there was a conflict between magic theory and the theories of the God-favored."

Obviously, both of them use supernatural powers in essence. One says that magic comes from the elemental power of the world, while the other says it is a gift from God. For Lilith, an atheist, of course she thinks the former's theory is more reasonable and reliable.

Ian's mouth opened and closed. He had never learned magic, so he seemed to understand what Lilith said and didn't know how to refute it.

"I just went to church to pray to God, Lilith, I won't lie to you." Ian gave up the discussion about faith and assured Lilith again.

"What are you praying for?" Lilith thought of the church in her childhood memories. The aroma of burning cardamom seemed to still linger in her nose. To be honest, she didn't hate that smell when she was a child. She even felt very relieved.

"I pray that Father God will bless you on this journey."

Lilith's eyes flickered, a little surprised by such an answer. She looked at Ian across the long table. The boy's black eyes were clear and peaceful, like a calm lake in autumn, without the slightest rebelliousness or perverseness. Whenever she spoke to him, he would tilt his ear slightly and listen carefully, just as well-behaved as she had first imagined.

"...Thank you. I won't have to do this again." Although Lilith is no longer as afraid of the Church of Light as she was when her memory first awakened, she still feels uneasy when she thinks about others mentioning her name before God.

"I remember that." Ian nodded meekly.

Hey, why is it that such a good child——

Lilith didn't want to think about it anymore. She stuffed the egg into her mouth, took a few sips of the drink, and stood up to leave. Seeing this, Ian immediately put down his food and followed quietly behind her.

Although the two of them started a little slowly, fortunately Catherine and her group's location was not difficult to find. The people in the town were all rushing in one direction, and the others who didn't join in the fun couldn't help but look in the same direction and whisper to others. Lilith looked over and saw the white spire of the Church of Light.

Lilith walked past the crowded crowd and finally saw the familiar silver hair in the front row. She was looking up and talking to the person next to her. Following Catherine's gaze, the white church matched the local snow and wind very well, as if covered with a thick layer of armor. It looked very majestic, but under the spire in the front of the church, the snow was full of messy dried bloodstains.

"How dare they take action here? Are those witches crazy?" people nearby whispered.

"Witches are born pagans. What are they afraid of? What are the guards doing? They pretend to guard the gates and patrol every day, but they can't prevent anything."

"Fortunately, they are not my family. I have a feeling that there will be trouble soon. They have been quiet for too long." The other person's tone was full of relief, which made Lilith look sideways.

These people were like lambs to be slaughtered. They didn't seem to care much about the death of their own kind. It was unclear whether they were so cold-hearted by nature, or if they had witnessed too many misfortunes in this place and were becoming numb.

"Have you found out?" Lilith came closer to Catherine and asked in a low voice.

Catherine frowned and did not answer. She pulled Lilith to her side and looked at the black-haired boy behind her - only she and Lilith knew that Ian came here last night.

"Someone was found there this morning." Jaina heard Lilith's question and pointed to the spire of the church. It was said that the dead person was nailed to the spire like meat on a skewer, and when they arrived, the body had just been taken down and taken away.

As the sky brightened, the crowd gradually dispersed. No matter what happened, life had to go on. The workers did not dare to waste any more time and urged each other to go to work. They and some other children who were not afraid of the cold were the only ones left on the street.

"The witch is doing bad things again, how annoying." The child and his friends complained. "Mom will definitely not let me go out to play recently."

"What if it's not a witch?" Daniel continued with a smile, "Maybe someone is using the name of a witch to do bad things?" His eyes looked straight in Ian's direction.

"...Are you stupid?" Seeing the older brother suddenly speaking up, the child glanced at him with disdain. "If you're not a witch, who can hang someone on the roof? Can you?"

The children looked at Daniel's gorgeous sword and shook their heads. This big brother looked very smart, but he actually had a problem with his brain.

Daniel: …

"Is the witch provoking the church?" Lulu looked at the strange blood-red spire worriedly.

"We should go." Catherine took a deep breath. This was not a smart way of revenge. If the church took it seriously, they might send a large number of Knights of Light and priests to wipe them out. She had to see them quickly.

Bobby and Lucas returned to the team at this time. When transporting the bodies, they shamelessly squeezed over to help and saw more details.

"--You said the corpse's heart was gone!?" Lilith asked in a lost voice after listening to their story.

"Yes, yes, you'd better shout louder." Lucas rolled his eyes. They were about to leave the town and were waiting in line for the guards to check. Lilith's words attracted many people's attention. There had been incidents in the past two days, and the guards had tightened up a lot.

"It seems that the murderer is not very skilled and his weapon is not handy." Bobby added in a low voice.

"The wound on the victim's chest was very irregular, as if it was stabbed little by little by a tiny knife. I think the murderer is not very strong... It is very likely that she is a witch." He looked at Catherine's face and insisted on expressing his guess.

"What do they do with the heart?" Lulu's mind quickly recalled the various magic spells in the books, but she couldn't think of any spells or rituals that required the heart. Maybe they haven't learned it yet?

"If it were any other magical creature, it might be useful, but if it's a human heart... isn't it just a piece of meat?" Jaina whispered.