Chapter 98: Silas's Bluff

"Black Goat of the Woods…"

Hearing this title, the two murmured, their minds racing, trying to find corresponding terms from their vast knowledge.

However, no matter how hard they racked their brains, they had never heard of this title.

Silas interrupted their thoughts and explained, "It's best you don't delve too deeply into this title. The existence of that one, His status, is even far beyond that of the one the Green Flame Brotherhood believes in. The existence of that one surpasses the limits of what you can imagine."

Hearing this, both of them felt a chill in their hearts and quickly reined in their thoughts, not daring to think further.

Unable to figure out the matter of the man in black for the time being, Silas set it aside and looked at the two. "I have already communicated with my Lord last night."

Hearing this, the hearts of the two tightened.

Judging from the current results, the effect they had achieved was very poor, and it could even be said that it was far from meeting the Lord's requirements.

They were afraid of incurring the Lord's wrath.

Silas could see their nervousness and said like a charlatan, "My Lord knows the results and is very dissatisfied with them."

Thump!

The hearts of the two simultaneously leaped violently, almost jumping out of their throats.

Here, Silas changed his tone. "Although the results are not good, my Lord has seen your piety and loyalty. Therefore, my merciful Lord does not intend to punish you."

Hearing this, the two secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison, "We thank our Lord for His mercy and magnanimity."

Silas took a breath and looked at the two calmly. "Your piety has been recognized by my Lord, so my Lord agrees to let you join our church, become my Lord's believers, and receive my Lord's protection. However, because this matter was handled too poorly, you will not receive any blessings from my Lord."

The two were very happy to hear this. How could they dare to ask for any blessings now? Having the opportunity to join this nascent church and firmly hold onto that one's thigh was more practical than any blessing.

"We thank our Lord for His blessings, we thank our Lord for His greatness!" The two stood up, about to kneel.

Silas raised his hand to stop them. "My Lord dislikes these cliché and hypocritical etiquette, and cares more about inner worship and piety."

With that, Silas said with an inscrutable expression, "Do you really think deities care about these hypocritical actions? These actions are merely to satisfy the vanity of those false believers!"

Hearing this, the two nodded vigorously in empathy.

Both were old monsters who had lived for many years and knew all about the hypocrisy between people, so they strongly agreed with Silas's words.

Here, Silas asked, "How are Helles and Bernice?"

"The two of them were directly affected by the aftermath of the explosion and were seriously injured, but it's not a big problem," said Randall, the doctor.

With that, Randall added with a strange expression, "What's somewhat strange is that both of them had a slight rupture in their internal organs. But after my child went in to see, it was found that the ruptured organ wounds showed obvious signs of atomization. And this morning, I checked again and found that the ruptured internal organs have completely recovered. I have never seen Demonesses possess such an ability."

Silas said with an adoring expression, "This is my Lord's blessing. Both of them have received my Lord's blessing, thus gaining a trace of my Lord's power."

Adeline, hearing this, suddenly remembered what Silas had said before, that that one had cured the Demonesses' tumor problem.

And Randall, hearing this, became even more firmly convinced that his new faith could save him from the curse of blood.

"How's Bart?" Silas suddenly remembered that Bart's condition was very bad last night.

Randall shook his head. "Not too sure. He seems to have his own methods. I haven't seen him all night."

Turning his head to look out the window, the sun had already risen high.

"I need to go to the police station first to understand the follow-up situation. You stay here and take care of Helles and the others for now. We'll see each other later."

The two nodded in agreement.

After Silas came out of the room, the first thing he saw was the Church of Holy Blood not far from here.

"The direction seems to be the wealthy district in the west of the city, leaning towards the south." Looking at the exquisite villas around, the brand new streetlights, the snow on the ground that hadn't been cleared yet, white horses pulling metal-made four-wheeled carriages, trotting gracefully and leisurely through the streets, heading into the distance.

Silas dusted off his hat, put it on, and trotted all the way to the police station, which was not far away.

When Silas arrived at the police station, he found it bustling with activity.

Among them were not only many police officers but also a large number of well-dressed middle-class people.

Almost all the police officers were like fully wound gears, exerting all their efforts to appease these elites of the city.

"My heavens! You're finally here!" Jack, rushing in from outside, said breathlessly.

Silas asked, "What happened? I chased two ghouls far away yesterday, and then I suddenly heard a loud explosion."

First, Silas indicated that he was not at the scene at the time.

Jack walked to the table, took a sip of water, and said, "Naturally, it's the aftermath of last night. Although the operation to eliminate the cult was very successful, the cult's terrorist attack plan was still realized. Now, the area south of the north farm is a mess. I heard that more than sixty people died in this explosion and fire. Although they were all homeless people and outsiders, it still makes these elites feel insecure."

Hearing this, Silas knew that the truth of this matter had been completely hidden by the Church, and a reasonable explanation had been given to the public.

Since the matter had already passed and was no longer being pursued, Silas was naturally very happy to let it subside like this and sighed, "May the deceased rest in peace. I hope their souls can return to the Goddess's embrace."

Jack nodded with a heavy expression, then said lightly, "Fortunately, there were no casualties among our personnel. The priest who was thought to be dead was actually just seriously injured and near death. I heard he has been saved through blood therapy."

Silas nodded slightly and then asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

At this, Jack suddenly remembered. "I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. The deputy chief is looking for you. Since you're here, hurry over."

"Deputy Chief!?" Silas was taken aback but still quickened his pace down the corridor.

After knocking and entering the office, he saw Orson talking with a priest in a cassock.

Silas looked closely and found that it was actually Father Anthony.

"You're here, Silas!" Orson said with a smile.

Silas asked with a hint of confusion, "Is there any good news?"

Anthony turned and smiled. "Congratulations, Silas Sotos. You are now officially a clergyman. If there's nothing else, come with me to the church!"