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If Tara wasn't still of use to her, she would have dismembered this pervert and used her as suture material for her own "coroner" re-enactment ritual.

"Where's the intelligence?"

Ciel asked.

"Here, Lord Ciel, I went back and checked, and this incident is indeed recorded in the book."

Tara handed a letter in Charles' direction and said, "I'm sorry, I can't bring the book with me...but I've written down everything I need to record."

"This is a collection of translated texts from the Ancient Era. It records many stories related to the Mother Goddess and the Church during the Ancient Era. The writers were mostly priests or extraordinary people from the Church during that time."

Ciel opened the envelope, unfolded the paper, and saw the information marked in red.

【The Holy Era】

[183-7-13]

【…】

[This item is ominous. Anyone who comes into contact with it who is not destined to do so will inevitably suffer disaster. Those who survive the disaster will die inexplicably if they do not follow the rules. No one will survive.]

[It is not a divine artifact and should be sealed]

【…】

There are many omissions here, and considering the context, it is like a dark version of Peach Blossom Spring in Ancient Era, where a group of missionaries went to a basement and found this "sealed object".

But everyone who came into contact with it died in an inexplicable disaster. Even those who survived by figuring out the rules would eventually die from inexplicable natural and man-made disasters.

The whole article basically describes the horror of this seal, but it is indeed very similar to what happened to Ciel.

The destined person...

Now, when Charles sees the word destiny, he basically assumes that it is related to the system.

What the three of them were holding in their hands was a broken seal?

Or is it a sealed object, eyeing the "parts" in their hands?

At least now, Charles can be sure with a 90% probability that this matter has nothing to do with humans.

This is a sealed object that has existed since ancient times.

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Chapter 115: Holy War, the Saint and the Holy Grail.

"I see... Lucy Silfa and Opal Thaddeus?"

Tara lowered her head in thought, then looked up at Charles and asked, "Lord Charles, is there anything you need me to do?"

Looking at Tara in front of him, Charles decided to continue with his previous plan.

"Go and bring back Lucy's body."

Ciel spoke up.

"clear."

Tara didn't seem to find it difficult at all and agreed immediately. "The two sealed artifacts are now on Opold... Do you need a servant to bring them all back to you?"

Bring them all back?

Opold is at level three.

In the last simulation, a single lightning column blasted Tara into pieces, but Opold was able to withstand several of them in a row... How could Tara have the confidence to say that?

"can you do it?"

Ciel asked calmly, not revealing much emotion.

"I promise to complete the mission, Master Ciel."

Tara bowed her head deeply and said, "It's my honor."

"Okay, do what you can."

Ciel nodded.

"If you get the Sealed Artifact, hide it first and don't bring it directly to me."

If Tara could really solve all this, it would indeed save Charles a lot of time, but she had to prepare in advance.

What if the three sealed objects were put together and triggered the same disaster as last time? Charles didn't want to experience the feeling of being killed by a meteorite again.

"Yes."

Tara stood up, and his figure began to flicker and dissipate. But at the last moment, Tara's figure solidified, and he asked in a low voice: "Lord Charles, your servant is unable to fathom your supreme will. Could you please guide your dull servant to a certain direction..."

"Excuse me, do you want the body for the 'Coroner' re-enactment ritual?"

Tara didn't look up at Charles, but lowered her head humbly and respectfully, which made it impossible for Charles to see her expression clearly.

Tara made such a guess because Charles had previously asked her for the high success rate reproduction ritual of "Coroner", and this time Charles needed a corpse.

This forced Tara to connect the two things together.

Tara's question prompted Charles to directly open the system panel.

She thought Tara had finally figured something out, like that Charles was just an imposter.

Moreover, as a "missionary", Tara has an unstoppable lie detection ability. It is difficult for Charles to fool her under such direct questions.

If Tara really realized something, he would not hesitate to take the initiative and kill her with [Fatal Blood Roland].

"Yes."

Ciel replied calmly, but her right hand had already made a gun-holding gesture.

"I understand..."

Tara's figure gradually twisted and disappeared, replaced by a pure white shadow. After a few seconds, the white shadow also dissipated.

Just leave like that?

Charles paused for half a minute, and only shook his head after he was sure that Tara was really gone.

She thought that the bad luck was triggered after she came into contact with Tara... It seems that the bad luck did not come immediately, and was still waiting for her at some point in the future.

I don’t know if my previous contact with Opold can be considered as contact with the extraordinary... If so, I have the bad luck of contacting the third level again.

What Charles was a little confused about was that didn’t Tara regard herself as the Mother Goddess of the Holy Advent Sect?

Why did Tara have no reaction when I tried to digest the potion in other ways?

Forget it, instead of worrying about Tara's affairs, I might as well think about how to survive the possible misfortune that may come later.

Just as Charles was planning to stay away from the Clocktower Alley area to avoid being killed by a sudden factory explosion, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

Who?

Charles looked towards the door, frowning slightly.

She remembered the last time she had continuous contact with third-order and other extraordinary beings, the misfortune that befell her was...

……

A light rain pattered on the gravel ground in the Bell Tower Alley area.

A petite figure was running on the muddy and smelly black gravel, not caring at all that the mud splashed on the ground soaked her white socks.

Soon, she ran out of the Bell Tower Lane area and came to the gem processing factory in the adjacent gem district.

Here, her pace gradually slowed down, and soon, she turned and walked directly into a dark alley.

She moved quickly through the alley until she ran through one of the wooden doors. Then her figure gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared, leaving behind a white shadow.

Inside the house, Tara's figure gradually solidified. Beside her, there were more than a dozen people kneeling in various clothes.

From merchants to aristocrats, one can tell from their clothing that the identities of these men and women are not simple.

"archbishop."

"archbishop."

"Your Excellency the Archbishop."

They spoke almost at the same time and bowed their heads in Tara's direction to express their respect.

"I have something to do."

Tara's face was full of indifference. She just glanced down at the others and said, "I hope you won't let me down..."

This time when she returned to the monastery, Tara not only brought the ancient books of the Tang Dynasty, but also brought all her confidants.

These were bishops and high priests scattered in different areas. After receiving a letter from Tara, they all rushed to the Bell Tower Lane area as quickly as possible.

This force is even enough to overthrow all the extraordinary forces in the city of Burren, and this is almost all the power Tara can mobilize.

This is also the reason why she has the confidence to ask the Mother Goddess's human body to complete more tasks.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop... May I ask what exactly happened?"

Some people had been waiting here for a whole day, some had only been there for less than two hours. They were all confused until a woman in aristocratic dress started asking.

"Ah……"

Tara smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.

The Mother Goddess is hiding herself, living in seclusion in the city. She will not reveal any information, even to her confidants.

The saint is protected by divine servants, and she naturally has to become the Mother Goddess's strongest shield and sword, clearing away all obstacles for the Mother Goddess wherever the sword points.

From the answer just given by the Mother Goddess, Tara already understood everything.

As the first god to awaken and descend into the world in a mortal body, the Mother Goddess did not allow that human body to follow its own path, but instead took another path...

This is stealing the authority of other gods... No, not stealing.

Yes, take it back!

All power should belong to the supreme Mother Goddess.

This is the new jihad.

This is another new holy war after the ancient era, and in this holy war, the Holy Advent Sect, whose goddess was awakened first, has an absolute advantage.

When studying ancient documents, Tara saw that the church was defeated in the holy war under the leadership of the weak salvation sect. She would never forget the feeling of disappointment.

Now that a new holy war is about to begin, she must consider whether this is her only chance in this life.

It is Tara's duty to restore the glory of the Mother Goddess.

"A new jihad is coming,"

Tara glanced at the half-kneeling bishops and high priests and slowly spread her arms. "Everyone, be prepared to dedicate yourselves to the Mother Goddess."

Just a simple sentence, but it was as if a bomb was dropped into everyone's mind. After being shocked, many people showed expressions of ecstasy on their faces.

The high priests may not be very clear about what happened, but many well-informed bishops have long known what happened in the city of Buren.

The great sacrifice of the Holy Advent sect.

Could it be that this matter was caused by Lord Tara?

The sacrifice... was successful?

What was summoned?

Saint? Servant? Offspring? Or... Angel?

Without Charles's knowledge, a fanatical religious crusade caused by her began to brew.

……

"Who?"

Ciel asked, standing in front of the wooden door on the first floor.

Who would come to see me at this time?

Avina has been persuaded to leave the city of Burren. Adele doesn't know where she lives now, and Amy is also listening to Charles and planting flowers at home.

Are you from the Scarlet Party? Any new information on Opold?