"Have you ever heard of witch hunting?"

Yushuo's next line further begins to reveal the dark history of the Middle Ages.

"Yes. The period from 15 to 18 was the peak of the persecution of so-called witches, and more than 100,000 'witches' were executed. ”

"In fact, the peak of witch hunting was in the 16th century, after the Asmison incident, the number of witches executed in Europe began to increase rapidly, especially in the parish area, thousands of witches were executed in just a few decades, and most of them were killed with extreme cruelty."

"That's right. But in fact, most of them are framed, and there are very few witches who really need to be executed. At that time, the only evidence was the defendant's statement, and as long as he admitted his guilt, he could be characterized as a witch. Then, as long as the sinners are tortured endlessly, they can only admit that they have not committed any sin at all. This was not the original intention of the Holy See to hunt witches, but later, for various reasons, people turned many innocent women into witches. ”

Ye Xiang couldn't help but feel that such a tragic persecution seemed to have the same example in the history of his motherland.

"Wait...... So, according to what you mean, the so-called witch is actually really there? ”

"Yes. In those days, there were indeed so-called witches. It's just that a real witch is almost impossible to kill, and even if her body is destroyed, there are countless ways to come back from the dead. It's like vampire. At that time, the so-called hunting of witches to defend God was actually a massacre, and their so-called execution of witches was simply horrific. It is full of lewdness and insults to women. So to speak. Those who borrow the name of God are no different from demons. It's just a pity that my family was exiled by the Holy See at that time, and I couldn't interfere with this at all. ”

"Banished by the papal see?"

And the reason why all means were used to persecute the witch at that time was simply because the Holy See was very afraid. Therefore, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go. Its purpose is to completely cut off the bloodline of NightLiar. You can't survive in this world. They knew very well at the time that there was more than one witch with their bloodline, and as long as those witches gave birth to their children, the demonic bloodline would continue in this world. ”

The Nittelaire family!

"What does this have to do with Damimo?" Ye Xiang said this, showing a look of "sudden realization": "Do you want to say that Damimo and I are both descendants of witches?" ”

Strasbourg at night seems to be buried with countless secrets.

And here, I'm afraid, there will also be two camps. After centuries of play, the stage of the real showdown.

That same evening. When Ye wanted to get home, he had just come to the door, took out the key and was about to open the door, when a voice appeared in the back.

"Hello."

Ye Xiang turned his head.

Standing behind him was a young man with blonde white hair. The young man is well-dressed, very well-behaved, and handsome, and his first impression is excellent. And he was just greeting himself in French.

"Hello." Ye Xiang bowed slightly, and also replied in French: "May I ask ...... you are?"

"To introduce myself, my name is Geralf. Martiel. You're Mr. Lee's nephew, right? ”

"Yes, I am."

"Your uncle and I were very good friends when he was alive, and he often talked about you to me. If you don't mind, it's a little late...... But can you let me in and talk to you? ”

The man in front of him is not an NPC, but an actor, an actor from the exorcism camp.

"Okay."

The curtain of this movie is finally about to open.

After entering the house, Ye Xiang beckoned him to sit down, and then made some coffee and served it.

"Please, what's the matter?"

"Actually, it's a bit abrupt to come so late, but I'm worried that coming in the morning might disturb your work, and I heard from your uncle that you're a translator."

"I did come back a little late."

"Hehe, I'm sorry."

"Well, the thing to say is ......"

"Actually...... If your uncle was still alive, we would have dug up the time capsule buried more than half a century ago tomorrow. ”

"Time capsule?"

"Yes. That was in 1944 during World War II. At that time, World War II was coming to an end, and my grandfather, as well as Mr. Li's grandfather, and a group of people of the older generation, decided to join the Allied forces, and no one knew whether everyone would die on the battlefield in the end, so they buried their precious things in a time capsule, buried them in the ground, and agreed to open them 70 years later to recall the past war years. If you die on the battlefield, then it is up to the children and grandchildren to open it. ”

Speaking of this, his face darkened slightly: "As a result, they all sacrificed their lives for the country when they landed in Normandy." I still remember my grandfather's last words, and this year is 2014, that is, 70 years later, we decided to dig out the time capsule buried by our ancestors tomorrow as agreed. ”

1944......

At that time, Strasbourg was captured by German troops and became German territory. What does this time capsule mean in the time of the fall?

"I thought about it repeatedly, although Mr. Li has passed away, since you are his nephew, you should also come to witness the moment when the time capsule is dug up."

"I see. However, my parents never mentioned it to me. I know that my grandfather fought in World War II, but probably because my mother is a German citizen, my parents rarely tell me about my grandfather and the World War II period. ”

"That's understandable, but today's Germany is completely different from the Third Reich during the Nazi period, and the Nazis can never exist on German soil, and now Strasbourg, where the French and Germans live together, and I myself have many German friends who don't care about this."

"I know, I'll be there. So what time is it tomorrow? ”

"Tomorrow evening at half past seven, just outside Strasbourg, and we'll pick you up then."

"How many people will there be?"

"It's not much, plus there are only five of you in total, and many of the descendants of those martyrs no longer live in Strasbourg. That's right...... I take the liberty of asking for your name yet. ”

"Lee, John Lee."

"Okay, it's not early, I won't disturb your rest."

"It doesn't matter. Well, I send you, Mr. Martiel. ”

The actor who plays Geralf seems to be acting decently, and facing Ye Xiang, the demon hunter, is also very natural, which shows that he must have put some effort into his acting skills. As for what is buried inside the time capsule, I'm afraid it is also a mystery.

Just as he reached the door, Geralf said one more word.

"By the way, didn't your parents or your uncle mention the Fisley family to you?"

The Fisley Family!

"The Fisley family?" Ye Xiang was stunned for a moment, revealing a thoughtful look: "It seems that I have heard it somewhere." ”

"Really?" Geralf immediately looked excited: "Actually, we've always wanted to contact the people of the Fisley family. At that time, the Fisley family had a very good relationship with the Li family. ”

"Can you tell us more about the Fisley family?"

"Their ancestors were nobles, but they were given titles by the German emperor, and later Germany abolished the title system during the Weimar Republic, so they were no longer nobles, but the wealth they had accumulated over a long period of time still made them rich. There are quite a few strange rumors about the Fisley family, and it is difficult to determine whether it is true or not......"

"What kind of rumors?"

"Hmm...... For example, their family is a family of exorcists. It sounds ridiculous, but my father seems to believe it. ”

"I still can't remember. Can't get in touch with them, though? ”

"Well, yes, it's a pity."

After sending Geralf away, Ye Xiang stopped translating the manuscript and prepared to wash up and sleep. Now, it's important to keep your spirit up.

Deep in the dark woods.

Ka Miao fell to the ground in despair.

She looked up in the air.

By this time, the fog had lifted. In the mist, a dried corpse with sucked blood appeared in front of her, hanging high in the trees.

The dried corpse......

Exactly Owen! (To be continued......)

PS: I'm sorry for not changing yesterday, the exam is approaching, and the update has become unstable...... You can rest assured, although this book is not very well updated, it will definitely not enter the palace!