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Chapter 22 Disasters and Oracles

After bidding farewell to Ms. Halle, Ryan went straight to Harvey's room.

Reaching out to tidy up his clothes, Ryan re-buttoned the collar, and then knocked on Harvey's door.

"Squeak." Harvey pushed halfway to the bedroom door, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly found that it was Ryan knocking on the door.

"Is this commission completed?" Harvey smiled, and opened the door to signal Ryan to come in.

Harvey's bedroom is similar to Ryan's room, except that there is an entire wall of bookshelves, which are not decorative bookshelves, and the books on them basically have traces of frequent flipping.

This made Ryan a little surprised. Harvey usually seemed out of tune, but unexpectedly he was still a decent scholar.

Signaling Ryan to sit down at the desk, Harvey took out two goblets from the cabinet, looked at Ryan and smiled while pouring wine:

"Sir Morrison's question has nothing to do with wraiths, does it?"

Ryan nodded, and when he was about to talk about what happened tonight, Harvey shook his head and showed off:
"I knew it!"

"Let me guess again. The person who cast the curse is a servant in the manor, isn't it?"

Ryan frowned. Although Harvey guessed the wrong result, he was right in the process. The culprit for Sir Morrison's nightmare was indeed the housekeeper.

And that strange man.

Seeing that Ryan did not refute, Harvey thought he had acquiesced, shook his head regretfully and said: "Actually, I probably guessed it before, so I should make a bet with you. I really want to see how deflated you are."

"By the way, how much did you pay?" Harvey raised his glass to signal Ryan to clink.

"I haven't gotten paid yet." Ryan shook his head.

"Didn't get paid?"

Harvey was taken aback: "Could it be that the matter has not been resolved."

"I just wanted to tell you this."

Ryan put down his wine glass, loosened the first button of his collar, twisted his neck, turned to look at Harvey and said:

"It wasn't a wraith that caused Sir Morrison's nightmare, but it wasn't a curse either."

"It's not a curse?" Harvey frowned. If it was something else, it might not be so simple.

What Ryan said next really proved Harvey's thoughts.

"I can only feel a strange breath, which is called "spore" by the main messenger."

"These spores can even invade my body unconsciously. If I hadn't released the purification technique on myself, I wouldn't even have noticed that I was invaded."

"Spore?" Harvey squinted his eyes. The word made him feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"The thing is like this." Ryan paused, organized his language and talked to Harvey about what happened to him today, and the chat content he heard after returning to the villa at night.

A few minutes later, Ryan looked at Harvey and analyzed: "So, I suspect that their main target was not Sir Morrison in the first place, but the priest who the church went to purify."

"If it was an ordinary priest who went there this time, he probably wouldn't be aware that he was invaded by spores."

"Wait." Harvey frowned, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He always felt that the name spore was very familiar. This kind of thing that was related to plants was usually only related to druids and elves.

But according to Ryan, the housekeeper and the mysterious man seem to be able to control it together, which doesn't feel like a spell.

"Wait, let me look for it." Harvey waved his hand, stood up and walked towards the bookshelf.

After thinking about it, Ryan added:

"After returning to the villa, I once heard strange rhythmic footsteps coming from the housekeeper's bedroom, which seemed to be dancing, but I didn't understand what she was saying."

The dancing was just Ryan's guess, and he didn't dare to be 100% sure that it was dancing through the wall.

"Is she dancing?"

Harvey, who was thinking in front of the bookshelf, was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to think of something, reached out and pulled out a book from the upper right corner of the bookshelf.

"You said that spore can turn people into puppets?"

"She said that Sir Morrison will be fully in control in three days, and I think that's what she meant." Ryan hesitated.

Harvey frowned and flipped through the book, looking for something.

"Shua Shua." The only sound in the room was the sound of Harvey flipping through the book, and Ryan sat at the desk and raised his wine glass and took a sip.

"found it!"

"What did you find?" Ryan wondered.

"Disaster." Harvey handed the book in his hand to Ryan.

"You should know Ability God?"

"I have seen a little record in the church's materials." Ryan nodded and hesitated: "You mean, that housekeeper is related to Ability God?"

Although Ryan also had this guess at the beginning, he didn't know much about Ability God, so he didn't directly express his guess. I didn't expect Harvey to think of it with him.

"5000 years ago, there was an evil god called 'disaster' in the Eastern Continent."

"His believers claim that 'Calamity' controls the authority of disease and death, and spread the preaching in the Eastern Continent, claiming that as long as they believe in 'Calamity', they can avoid the pain of disease and death."

"After the appearance of this evil god church that claims to be 'Catastrophe', our church quickly received an oracle and joined forces with several other major churches to wipe out the Church of Calamity."

"'Calamity' itself was exiled by the goddess along with several other gods."

"The characteristics you mentioned, including the dancing ceremony, and the ability to turn people into puppets, are somewhat similar to the believers of this alien god."

Harvey's words startled Ryan slightly, not because he was frightened by the news of 'disaster', but because Harvey said that the goddess would send an oracle?

Doesn't that mean that the goddess of dawn is real?

Before, he thought that the goddess was just a simple belief. After all, the priests and pastors in the church all needed to learn skills by themselves.

This is not the same as the pastor in his impression.

Generally speaking, if the gods exist, priests and priests should not need to learn the strength and magic skills they mastered, and they should be obtained entirely by faith.

This is also the reason why Ryan thought that the goddess did not exist.

"Harvey, does the goddess often send oracles?"

"What are you thinking?" Harvey looked at Ryan strangely, "The last time the church received an oracle was more than 1000 years ago."

More than 1000 years.
Ryan was silent. This time is not out of reach for extraordinary people. The theoretical lifespan of a high-level magician is at least 1000 years.

That is to say, the goddess of dawn has always existed?

Isn't it a little dangerous for him to analyze the divine art?

"Whether it's Ability God or not, as long as there is this possibility, we can't ignore it." Harvey interrupted Ryan's thoughts.

"Go back and change your clothes first, and I will find you in your bedroom later."

Seeing the figure of Harvey leaving in a hurry, Ryan was taken aback for a moment, then put the thought behind him, turned and walked towards his bedroom.

If the Goddess really wanted to argue with him, then something should have happened to him when he was analyzing the purification technique.

Either the goddess doesn't mind, or the goddess doesn't notice, no matter what kind of thing is indifferent to him now.

Instead of thinking about it now, think about what Harvey is going to do when he comes to his bedroom

(End of this chapter)