“We are doing care!”

"We did nothing except meals and bathing!"

"This is just a gathering of private circles. Dear 'Flower Ladies', have you checked the wrong place?"

"Miss Cuckoo, what's going on!"

The emotions and reactions of these ladies and girls are generally within the normal range.

Some were surprised and dissatisfied with sudden disturbance, but after all, it was not the opposite sex who rashly entered. Moreover, the church on this continent was above the royal family, and the various privileges of the upper nobles were effective in the secular world, and they would still be more restrained in front of the church.

"Stop talking nonsense, come up first." Norma Gang glanced at the bathhouse coldly with his eyes.

Fanning was a little worried at first whether this sensible person would notice the strange spiritual fluctuations underwater.

However, for the time being, Gang's attention is mainly focused on the bodies of women with warm and shiny colors.

"I followed very tightly... At first, in the Art Archives, the movements of the Special Inspection Hall were a little earlier than me, but now in the villa, I was a little earlier than them..." Fanning's brain started to run rapidly.

"It seems that they have indeed noticed that there may be some problems at this party, but they don't know if the problem they think is in the previous dinner stage, or in the current bathing and nursing stage?..."

Under the orders of several female clergy, these ladies and girls in loose bathrobes walked out of the petal pond one after another and stood in a row on the shore with helpless hands.

Fanning, like other servants, was still standing there in a daze but honestly.

The "Flower Touching People" took away the rose-colored essential oil bottles, and then used their fingertips with slightly moisturized breath to cross the skin of these female guests.

It seems to be checking or identifying something.

Norma Gon's eyes were generally watching the movements of "The Man of Flower Touching".

But Fanning felt that she was occasionally glancing in the direction of her.

Or, it is a little further away, the pool water location where there is spiritual fluctuation.

Intuition tells Fanning that the other party's actions are also subconscious "intuition".

He immediately made a look of steam coming into his eyes, stretched out the sleeve of his left hand and rubbed his face.

Taking advantage of this period, he closed his eyes for a few seconds, and the ball of sticky red oily liquid held in his other hand, along with the extraordinary strings wrapped around his wrist, was brought into his dream and disappeared quietly.

When I opened my eyes again, from my own perspective, the movements under the tiles of the bathtub also ceased.

Norma Gon still looked at himself several times, and the frequency gradually became sparse.

Fanning seemed to notice that the other party was a little confused.

At first, I didn't care about it, but later I stopped paying attention to this direction.

"It is certainly a strange movement caused by extraordinary strings. Only the holder of me can see those heterogeneous colors. Reneela can't feel them at all. However, because of her stronger spiritual intuition, Aoi will subconsciously glimpse the movements. If this woman has felt them for a long time, she will probably move her mind to check them..."

Fanning still looked blankly at the row of noble ladies and girls on the shore.

The movement of "The Flower Toucher" to touch and check is slowing down. Fanning always feels that these people don't seem to find anything within the expected range.

At this time, there were also some rustling sounds outside, and one of the man's voices floated into Fanning's ears. It was Bishop Kalaistini, who had a little friction with him in the bar of the concert hall that night:

"Do a good job in evidence collection, and do a good job in evidence collection for all animal species and numbers on the ban list."

Evidence collection? Ban? Animals?... Fanning felt that things became a bit absurd.

He remembered the "good news" that Marseille Gu once revealed during a night party on the journey: Since the abundance of the southern country seems to have declined in recent years, after the midsummer of the "Flower Festival" this year, the church or the principality may immediately issue a list of protections prohibiting private hunting, including "gifts" such as coconut crabs and tiyamu pigeons.

That's all?

Could it be that the "flower touching people" just now was sensing the amount of food they had eaten?

"Sir, the essential oil they applied is not the "seventh level of blessing"." Someone whispered a few words next to the hill.

"Take the bottle away and let them dress and go out first." Gang threw a voice and stepped out of the curtain.

Just now I entered the main topic and ended with a hasty ending.

More than ten minutes later, the spacious living room was filled with sofas everywhere, and people were standing next to it.

Two waves of church members rendezvoused in the bathroom and searching in other rooms, and someone was leaning over the table to fill in documents such as checklists.

"Everyone, I think I still need an explanation."

Reneela spoke softly, but the content was not completely gentle.

"The explanation is that the ban has been written very clearly, and the level is the 'cruciate handwriting' that the saints have sensed and informed." Bishop Kalaistini's tone was very calm.

"What?" "The highest level!?"

Reneela frowned.

"Application..." Fanning was also thinking.

The saint "克" is the "apostle" in the official sense of Fanghui Temple.

Compared with the head of the church, Archbishop Fields, who often appears in public, the saint "publicity" is considered to be a existence directly worshipped by the "Fanghui Poet". This semi-mythical existence cannot even be seen by ordinary clergy or believers.

Just like the "Light-beating" of the Holy Sword Church, or the "Advisor" of the current school of power, it is better than the "bishop" and "tutor", and is at the level of a complete order holder.

Although these noble ladies and girls with very high rank and impatience in their expressions did not know such a deep secret, their faces finally changed.

What Marseille Gu, an outside transfer officer of the Special Inspection Office, knew in advance... As princes and nobles, they must have heard of it too: a list of gifts was included in the ban on fishing and fasting order, but they did not take it seriously and still participated in this oral banquet organized by the daughter of the prince, Miss Cuckoo.

Aristocratic status means privilege. If ordinary people are not allowed to eat, it does not mean that they cannot do it.

But how did this matter be so serious?

The "deep red handwriting" that can be obtained by "issuing" is a "No. 1 document" in various senses! On average, the guaranteed custom is only once a year, that is, the recognition of the poet laureate. Even the winning election of famous singers only requires the "orange handwriting" signed by the Archbishop.

In addition to the recognition of the poet laureate, the release of "red handwriting" in previous years is all about changes in the head of the royal church or major state decision-making levels. If it is a "ban", the nature may not be considered a heinous crime, but it must be a fault crime that violates the core doctrine!

"60 Tiyamu pigeons have been cooked, 47 have been eaten, 30 are to be slaughtered in the kitchen; 10 coconut crabs have been cooked, all are to be slaughtered in the food, 10 are to be slaughtered in the food; 1 Paradogos turtle is cooked and eaten in the food..." The clergy read out the types and numbers of these animals.

"Eaters and those who handle the work are sentenced to three months in prison, and organizer Reneela is doubled. The relevant notifications and weekly restrictions are implemented according to regulations," said Kalesteini.

The female guests were not very good-looking.

In fact, as long as you have money these days, as long as it is not a culprit, any imprisonment or prison disaster can be released. For the nobles, in order to demonstrate their kindness, they usually pay to protect their servants together, but this will be a large amount of money that will hurt the bones.

Another important thing is that the family has been restricted from participating in church activities for a period of time, and coupled with large-scale notifications... This has caused a disgraceful big trouble for the family! I just gathered for a meeting and suffered such losses without any equal benefits, and I suffered a huge loss.

Two Awarenesses and eight clergymen walked out of the door with more involved one after another, and Renella also spoke without saying a word.

No matter what the subsequent payment bail method is, at least you will be imprisoned for one night first.

Fanning, who was standing among the uninvolved servants, felt that there was something indescribable in this series of things.

The church implemented this ban with such great strength. Bishop Kalaistini, who had a harmonious discussion with the royal family a few days ago, was only one aspect of the matter.

There is also the coincidence of the address, Reneela's identity, the abnormal movements under the bathtub, and the appearance of Norma Gon who investigated the other line. This person was obviously going to the bathtub at the first time, but later this matter was not mentioned at all, and the focus was shifted to the banquet.

I found out the correlation between the "Seventh Level of Blessing" and here, but I didn't make any progress just now?

"The resident of this house is the minstrel Senesino?" asked Norma Gon.

"Yes, Miss Gang, this is a 'Lion Forging' composer, the teacher of the organizer Reneela just now." Bishop Kalaistini nodded.

"Send him a meeting and a warning in the name of the discussion group, and then the villa will be temporarily sealed."

"OK."

At this time, two men carrying briefcases came down from the spiral ladder and leaned over to the Gang's ear and whispered:

"Miss Oka, all the information involved in him in the attic was burned down, and no other places were found."

Information? Burned?... Fanning, who stood beside her with her head down, felt a moving heart.

"It happened to be him?" Gang looked up and looked towards the stairs and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, from Vienne to Senesino, the information left by the three consecutive musicians in this life was well preserved. The former's information turned into a few piles of ashes, but the number was not large, with four thin drawers."

Is this Reneela okay? The only problem with her teacher?...Gang pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you done a preliminary appraisal? Did this Senesino burn recently?"

If the time is within 48 hours, a mysterious recapitation of these ashes burned slags can be obtained, and more detailed inspiration can be obtained; from the seven to a hundred days, the detailed information will decline sharply, but some valuable clues can still be found; but if it is a hundred days away, it will be almost vague and difficult to find, unless in the secret recapitation, some objects that are strongly related to the investigative object can be used as the "primer".

This occult principle is similar to the requirements for the psychic communication of the deceased.

The gentleman carrying the briefcase shook his head:

"It's been a long time, I'm afraid it's been nearly forty years."

Gang frowned.

Forty years? Did someone destroy Vienne after he left? Or did he destroy it himself?

......

After taking the involved persons into the carriage, the group of people dispersed all the remaining servants in the living room out.

Finally, seals with church logos were pasted everywhere on the doors and windows.

So the drivers who were waiting for their mistress at the door, staring at the crowd who were driven out of the door.

In the night, the church carriage was getting farther and farther away. After half an hour of the chaotic scene, people were still in a daze and did not move.

Fanning had already evacuated from the crowd.

He carried a stone brick, which rose from the backyard of the villa, and went directly to the wall of the three and a half floors of the loft.
To be continued...