Soon, ordinary worshippers brought Holy Water.
It was called Holy Water, but in reality, it was just clear water from the pool in the church's backyard, filled in a Holy Grail, crystal clear and seemingly nothing special.
The priest waved away the trembling worshippers, then holding the Holy Grail, he turned to Officer Zhang.
"What's up?" Officer Zhang asked, raising an eyebrow.
She knew from the police station's archives that, decades ago, the majority of the main fighting force against those Cultists actually came from the church. After all, as a religious institution, they should have some means to deal with foreign religions.
Although the present church looked quite shabby, the bishop, the priest, and the pastor were all the same person, and in the large church, there were hardly any worshippers, not even knights...
The more she thought about it, the shabbier it seemed.