Devil's Bible

Chapter 22 Dartmenley
Nemes had Poole test his current physical condition and then drew a conclusion.

"The value has increased from approximately three to seven."

"If we become more familiar with the Deep Well Water and Whale Disease, then eventually raising the value to eight or nine will not be a problem."

Looking at Poole covered in black spots, Nems declared the experiment a preliminary success, though it was only a preliminary one.

The current level of improvement is still too small. What Nemus wants is a powerful individual like a whale-like demon, not a village guard that he can easily deal with.

"Apart from that, there was a change in faith."

"Indeed, the power of faith, which is relatively pure, is different from the faith formed by abstractions of natural objects."

"So, we now have a general idea of ​​how to purify the power of faith."

Pure, impure, and natural beliefs, though all beliefs, exhibit different characteristics.

"Then how does the divine spark detect distracting thoughts?" Nemus looked at himself; the distracting thoughts on the holy nail were still conspicuous.

"Or rather, how is divinity determined, and what constitutes pure faith?"

After Nemes asked this fundamental question, his thinking naturally shifted to something even more essential—discipline.

The divinity he possesses is the divinity of discipline, not the divinity of anything else.

Therefore, the divine authority judges distracting thoughts by whether they conform to the precepts.

Nemus turned back to the holy nail, and then stirred up the thoughts within it—"I want to marry an obedient woman."

As one delves deeper into faith by following distracting thoughts, the existence of precepts is promoted.

It's no longer about subtracting things as we think; it's about adding things.

Nemus added a new idea to it—"I myself will be faithful, and take this as my commandment!"

One's own fidelity is a precept, and marrying an obedient woman is the result of practicing that precept.

With precepts at the core, that stray thought is thus controlled by the precepts.

The original distracting thoughts quickly melted away and became part of the power of faith.

Although it's an addition, adding ideas, the effect is actually subtraction.

"Good results, keep up the good work."

Just as Nems was about to continue, there was a knock on the door.

Upon opening the door, Nems saw Downs, who brought bad news—the church members had arrived ahead of schedule.

Nems raised an eyebrow, but he wasn't too surprised.

This world is not fixed. Like a strategy game, it's impossible for the enemy to act strictly according to the order and time.

The old pastor had given them information that the people would arrive in three days, but now they were arriving early, clearly intending to catch them off guard.

"Looks like some people eager to make a name for themselves, or just looking for trouble!"

"That's fine too." After making a general assessment of his opponent, Nemus set off immediately.

This group of people came from the road behind the village; they came from Baiwei Town.

They are waiting at the church right now.

When Nemes arrived, quite a few people were already there.

This included the village guardian. He was checking his entourage for any signs of infection, such as that of nest beasts.

There was an incident in the village where someone went out into the wild and didn't notice that he had been pricked by the black fur of a nest beast. After returning home, he fainted.

After that, that guy conceived a whole litter of nest beasts all by himself.

This resulted in more than a dozen nest beasts running rampant in the village, causing considerable damage.

So whenever someone has free time, they usually have the village guards check the village.

At that moment, the old pastor was also talking with two 'young men'.

One of the young men noticed Nems' arrival the moment he arrived, and his sharp gaze immediately pierced over him.

His lips moved slightly, and Nems, who had studied lip reading, immediately recognized the words he was saying—'traitor'.

“Datmenley?” Nems saw the other person and then searched his memory for information about him: one of Nair’s 'cousins'.

When Nair 'defected' from his family, the other party was still in the basic training of a paladin and had little contact with Nair.

It seems that the actions of this 'Datmenley' startled another young man.

The beautiful woman in the pure white priest's robe also turned around and looked at Nemus with curiosity.

She had long, flowing blonde hair that made her fair face even more radiant, and a pair of icy blue eyes, like the surface of a lake, exuding a refined yet distant charm.

A beauty mark under the corner of the eye is the perfect embellishment, both cool and alluring.

This kind of woman is simply a natural enchantress who arouses a man's desire to conquer.

For example, right now, Dartment slightly shifted his position, slightly blocking Nems's view, as if letting Nems look at the female priest even once would be a desecration to her.

What he didn't realize was that his blatant possessiveness caused the female pastor behind him to frown slightly.

“Nair, you’ve come at the perfect time. Let me introduce you.” Seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere, the old priest spoke up.

"This is Ms. Isabella, the new trainee pastor."

"This is Jacques..."

"Jacques Dartmentley!" Before the old pastor could finish speaking, Nair's younger cousin proudly announced the name, especially emphasizing the words Dartmentley.

“Nair, what a coincidence, you also have the surname Dartmenley.” Nems was not angry at the other party’s provocation and rudeness, but instead introduced himself with a smile.

This infuriated Jacques.

“How dare you…” Jacques was about to angrily accuse Nemes, but fortunately Isabella remained rational and tugged at Jacques’ sleeve. Jacques, who was originally full of anger, then suppressed his anger and changed to a sarcastic remark.

"Although they share the same surname, some of them are now homeless and have become stray dogs."

“Children don’t understand, please be understanding.” Nemes didn’t continue to respond to Jacques’ words, but instead said this to Isabella and the old pastor, as if he had already transformed into Jacques’ parent.

That tone only fueled Jacques's anger, as if he were about to explode at any moment.

However, he still retained some rationality, and Isabella's earlier reminder helped him maintain some dignity.

“Nair has been removed from the family register and has no connection with Dartmanley anymore. Please don’t use such misleading words to interfere with other people’s judgment.” After taking a deep breath, Jacques said this as calmly as possible.

“You and I are a lot like when we were young. I hope you can maintain this sense of honor.” Nemes wouldn’t be swayed by such sentimentality. The Dartmenley family identity? To him, it was just an identity, and only the identity of Nemes.

"Take advantage of this time and eat more meat."

　There is no female lead in this book. Isabella is a character submitted by a reader named 'Mature Craftsmanship' in the Extras section. Jacques is a name I recognized and specially arranged for me. Does anyone remember him?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)