Gospel of Blood

The God’s Descent Ritual!

That lunatic Count Tulip!

He’s actually collaborating with the Blood Demon Cult to prepare for the God’s Descent Ritual!

The Bishop was shocked, fearful, and angry all at once.

By the Gods above, if he knew these reckless fellows were up to such things, he would never have mixed with the Dreaming Salon even if it meant giving up his holy position and retiring. It’s crazy!

If the God’s Descent Ritual were to succeed, allowing the Blood Demon Archduke to descend, forget about the Borde City, the entire Borde Duchy would be done for!

At that moment, the Bishop was genuinely afraid.

Not just afraid, but also anxious.

“Your Excellency, what does this ritual mean?”

Noticing his slight change in expression, duke Borde frowned and asked.

As a Blazing Sun Knight, he possessed great power, but he wasn’t very knowledgeable about such divine ritual.

Looking at the puzzled Duke Borde, the Bishop fell silent.

After a moment of hesitation, he said,

“It’s nothing, just a ritual to offer sacrifices to the Blood Demon Archduke in exchange for blessings.”

He doesn’t dare to tell the Duke what the ritual really was.

If he did, the Duke would surely report it to the Diocese immediately.

Undoubtedly, both the Duke and the Demon Hunter Knights were now suspicious of his involvement with the Dreaming Salon.

Even though all the involved nobles were dead, the Inquisition had its methods, and the Bishop couldn’t risk it.

He had left too many traces, and he needed time to handle his own issues.

However, the Bishop also knew that this matter could not be delayed.

If the Blood Demon Cult’s conspiracy really succeeded and the Blood Demon Archduke descended, his fate would be grim as well.

The Bishop was caught in a dilemma. An unprecedented dilemma.

“Damn it! It’s the Blood Demon Cult again, and the Evil God too… it’s never-ending!”

The Duke cursed.

After calming down a bit, he said to the Bishop.

“Your Excellency… The corrupt nobles of the country held evil Dreaming Salons and colluded with the Blood Demon Cult. We must carry out a severe purge… I hope you can support me in striking at these audacious fellows!”

Upon hearing the Duke’s words, the Bishop’s heart trembled slightly.

He looked up at the Duke and saw an old, calm face, with firm belief and profound sincerity.

The Bishop understood immediately that the Duke wanted to make a deal with him.

He didn’t mention what happened in the study just now. He wanted to exclude the Duke’s family from the Dreaming Salon.

At the same time, he wanted to take this opportunity to cleanse the restless nobles in the duchy.

As for the content of the deal… Although the Duke didn’t say it, it was quite obvious.

He would not delve into the Bishop’s involvement with the Dreaming Salon, nor would he pursue whether the Bishop had any connection with it.

This suited the Bishop just fine. He was troubled enough as it was, and having another Blazing Sun Knight causing trouble would be too much.

“Of course, Your Grace. The fallen nobles of the duchy must be severely punished!”

He said solemnly.

“Your Excellency, I’ll take my leave now. I’ll leave the handling of these heretics to you. I believe you can extract a complete list of nobles from them.”

The Duke said meaningfully.

It was a plain exchange of interests.

“Of course, Your Grace can also provide the church with a list of suspicions, to corroborate each other.”

After thinking for a moment, the Bishop reciprocated.

The two old foxes quickly exchanged demands.

There was no point in staying any longer, and Duke Borde soon left.

Before leaving the dungeon, he destroyed Count Tulip’s study completely with a sword.

The Bishop’s eyelids twitched, but he didn’t stop him. In fact, he even breathed a sigh of relief.

After all… who knew if there was any evidence left in that study that could incriminate him?

It wasn’t until the Duke left that his expression gradually became serious.

Duke Borde was willing to make this deal because he didn’t know what the ritual in the dungeon represented.

But the Bishop did.

He could deceive others, but he couldn’t deceive himself, nor the truth.

The God’s Descent Ritual was a serious matter, one he couldn’t conceal, and he had to report it.

However, the Bishop didn’t dare to report it.

Even if he wiped away all traces of himself, even if he blamed the Blood Demon Cult’s actions on the dead nobles, it wouldn’t work.

The reason was simple.

Count Tulip knew his secret. Count Tulip collaborated with the Blood Demon Cult. So was there a possibility that… someone in the Blood Demon Cult also knew his secret?

The Bishop didn’t dare to gamble.

If he really attracted the attention of the Diocese, even if he thwarted the Blood Demon Cult’s conspiracy, his secret might be exposed.

His actions were almost tantamount to cooperating with the Blood Demon Cult.

By then, his fate would be either being sent to the Inquisition or being purified directly…

The more the Bishop thought about it, the more desperate he felt.

He suddenly realized that he had walked into a dead end without knowing it.

Reporting this matter would likely expose his secret, and the outcome would be almost the same as death. But not reporting this matter, letting the Blood Demon Cult grow bigger, and if the God’s Descent really succeeded, everything would become more serious.

Not only that, but even if he didn’t mention this matter, the death of the Grand Knight had already alarmed the Diocese.

The Diocese… would eventually send someone down to investigate. Never mind the Blood Demon Cult, even his news hiding of the Evil God’s resurrectiion might be discovered!

Wait a minute…

Evil God?

It seemed that he thought of something, and the Bishop’s heart moved.

All signs indicated that this mysterious Evil God… seemed to have a grudge against the Blood Demon Cult.

Whether it was the failed bloodline sacrifice at Castell Mansion or the destruction of the Dreaming Salon, it seemed that the other party was targeting the Blood Demon Cult.

So, was there a possibility that he could use the power of this Evil God to resist the Blood Demon Cult’s preparations for God’s Descent?

Obviously, this Evil God acted on principles and should be the type that could communicate.

So… was it possible for him to find a way to contact this Evil God and make a deal with him?

If things went smoothly, perhaps he wouldn’t even need to report the Blood Demon Cult’s conspiracy and could solve the Blood Demon Cult’s troubles on his own.

And after solving the problem, he could even push everything onto this Evil God…

The more the Bishop thought about it, the more likely it seemed!

As long as he handled it properly, perhaps he could use this to his advantage, solve the Blood Demon Cult’s problem once and for all, and let that Evil God take the blame!

The Bishop felt that this idea was worth a try.

All signs indicated that this Evil God didn’t seem to have much enmity towards the Holy Court. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to stand outside the mansion peacefully just now.

Soon, the Bishop had figured everything out.

And if there was something he couldn’t understand…

Perhaps it was the vengeful specters that had clearly intended to attack him but suddenly disappeared.

…

“Great Master, why didn’t you let those vengeful specters attack the Bishop just now?”

Under the night sky, after releasing all survivors except the blood thralls and using Count Tulip’s teleportation scroll to leave the scene of the incident, Sebastian looked at Charlotte, who was acting with him, and asked curiously.

Charlotte sighed softly.

“Kara’s sister is also among those vengeful specters.”

“She has been kind to me. Even if it means exposing the Bishop’s crimes, I cannot let her sister’s soul be consumed… anyway, I’m just letting him live a little longer.”

With that, Charlotte looked at the scroll in her hand, which recorded the Bishop’s crimes.