Chapter 37: Heading to the Airport
At this moment, a dark green point of light appeared abruptly in the space.
Its speed was extremely fast, sinking into the deep water in the blink of an eye.
The point of light flew all the way to the pair of scarlet eyes, then merged into them.
Afterward, a scene emerged within those eyes.
In the scene, a person wearing a black robe stood with his back to the viewer, seemingly performing an exorcism ritual.
"The Church?"
A voice suddenly sounded in the gloomy deep water.
Raspy, delicate.
Causing a tremor in the nearby waters.
It was a long time before this place returned to calm again.
...
Inside the cellar.
After the evil spirit was expelled, some text appeared before William's eyes.
[Scripture Reading +1]
And after so long, the progress of various items was now as follows—
[Psychological Counseling]
[Current Progress: Tier 1 (25/100)]
...
[Cleansing Sight +1]
[Current Progress: Tier 1 (305/1000)]
...
[Devout Baptism]
[Current Progress: Tier 2 (60/1000)]
...
[Scripture Reading]
[Current Progress: Tier 1 (78/100)]
...
[Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius +1]
[Current Progress: Tier 0 (12/100)]
Among them, [Scripture Reading] was about to level up, and perhaps a new ability would be unlocked then.
And [Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius] was also steadily improving.
Since applying the animal-based holy oil, William's body had been undergoing qualitative changes every day.
But he had asked other clerics and found that after using holy oil, they didn't seem to have particularly big changes.
At most, their skin was smoother.
This made William suspect that the holy oil effect was so good because of the buff from [Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius].
After packing up his things, William looked at Emma in the corner.
The latter had a look of surprise on her face at this moment.
She had lost count of how many times she had been like this.
Since staying at the church, Emma had gained a new understanding of this world.
She didn't expect that there really were evil spirits and demons in the world.
And people with special abilities like William.
Looking back now, the tricks she used to play were like child's play.
No wonder this damn priest could glimpse her secrets.
And just now, when she witnessed William purifying the evil spirit again.
Emma developed an uncontrollable curiosity about this ability.
Purity, mercy, hope.
Exorcists seemed to inherit the above factors perfectly.
These were exactly the qualities she should possess!
If she could learn this ability, she would definitely become the most popular girl in the whole state.
No!
In the whole United States.
People would kneel under her long skirt, praising her generous charity.
And at that time, there would be no need to do anything herself; just a command.
That damn priest would naturally be tied up in front of her, at her mercy.
Of course, if there was a chance usually, she wouldn't mind stabbing that priest.
Emma's eyes grew brighter and brighter, seeming to find a new path.
Seeing Emma on the ground looking a bit dazed and occasionally giggling foolishly.
William's eyes narrowed immediately.
This was possession!
This cellar indeed harbored evil!
Presumably, he was fine usually because of his long-term spiritual practice and Holy Power protection.
But Emma was just a human.
"Good thing I found out early!"
Thinking of this, William didn't hesitate and grabbed Emma immediately.
The latter was still immersed in beautiful imagination when she was suddenly pulled back to reality.
"Hey, you... gurgle gurgle."
Emma choked on a mouthful of water before she could finish speaking, a strong sour sensation appearing in her nasal cavity.
"Cough... cough."
After spitting out the salty water in her mouth, she felt cold all over.
Then she found herself thrown into the pool!
And that bastard priest was holding a crucifix and chanting exorcism scriptures at her.
"Strange, no effect? Shouldn't be."
Seeing Emma show no abnormality, William pinched his chin in thought.
"I'm not possessed, you damn... gurgle gurgle."
Seeing the hateful look in her eyes, William guessed he probably misunderstood.
But he still pressed Emma into the holy water again.
"Not learning well at a young age, full of foul language."
...
Emma wiped her head and threw the wet towel on the ground forcefully.
"Sorry, occupational habit."
William smiled and said, bringing a cup of boiled holy water.
Emma crossed her arms over her chest, stomping one foot on the floor continuously.
This was her habitual action when she was angry.
But when she realized she still had a request for this damn priest, her foot stopped immediately.
"Phew."
After taking a deep breath, she looked at William.
After knowing that Emma wanted to become a person like him, William's first reaction was—
Did you finally realize your sins are heavy and plan to welcome the judgment of justice?
But the church might not want a nun like you.
Later, after Emma's explanation, William understood that she wanted to learn exorcism.
"Drink this cup of water first." He pointed to the table.
Emma looked confused, but still picked up the cup.
During this period, William pondered the other party's motives.
"Planning to make me relax my vigilance and then harm me?"
"Planning to learn exorcism to deal with me?"
"Planning to catch an evil spirit and throw it on my bed in the middle of the night?"
William thought repeatedly but still couldn't figure it out.
"It can't be... that this girl discovered her conscience and plans to exorcise demons to benefit society?"
He didn't even believe this idea himself.
So he refused her.
"Why! As long as you teach me exorcism, I will be a good girl and stop trying to harm you."
Emma glared at William with big eyes.
"As if your tricks ever worked." William didn't give her any face.
"You!"
Emma was speechless for a moment.
"However, if you are willing to do some dirty work..."
William phrased his plan to use Emma as a tool into slightly euphemistic language and told her.
"Deal."
Unexpectedly, Emma agreed immediately.
William smiled slightly; it seemed this girl didn't know what she was going to face.
...
The two packed up their things and planned to take a car to the airport.
Since there were no flights at Philadelphia Airport, they chose to go to the closer New York.
Night, 19:25.
New York International Airport.
A taxi stopped at the terminal entrance.
The two opened the door and got out.
William walked in front still in his black robe, and Emma followed a step behind carrying a black cloth bag.
She had changed out of her skirt and put on trousers that were easier to move in.
Such a combination was too eye-catching, attracting the attention of many passersby.
At the same time, not far from the two.
A black bus was parked by the roadside, with "Abraham High School" printed on the side.
After the door opened, many young students got off.
"Hey, everyone hurry up, queue up to exchange tickets, confirm it's Flight AF180."
A woman with long hair shouted.
"Alex, look, this is rare, an Asian priest with a girl."
The young white man named Alex turned around upon hearing this.
"Tod, we can't make fun of other people's skin color." Alex said earnestly, patting his friend.
A girl holding a book walked behind Alex and glanced back upon hearing this.
She had straight bangs, wore a crop top, and her deep features looked very charming.
The group soon arrived at the waiting hall.
Alex was about to check in his luggage when someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
He turned around.
In front of him was a bald man with two vertical lines painted on his face, like some kind of religious symbol.
The bald man handed Alex a flyer and said, "Death is not the end."
The latter looked confused, but the leading teacher came over and drove the bald man away.
Soon Alex arrived at the luggage check-in counter.
While waiting, he found that the flight times on the airport big screen had changed.
Except for the flight they were taking, all other flights showed "Delayed."
"What a coincidence."
Alex was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
He turned around and found it was the staff at the check-in counter.
"I said what a coincidence, your birthday is the same as the flight departure time."
The other party smiled and handed back the ID card.
Alex looked down; his birthday was September 25th.
And the flight departure time was exactly 9:25.
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