"Have you heard of witch hunting?"

Yu Shuo's next line further began to reveal the dark history of the medieval period.

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

"In fact, the highest peak of witch hunting was after the Asmissian incident in the 16th century. The number of witches executed in Europe began to increase rapidly, especially in the parish areas. Thousands of witches were executed in just a few decades, and most of them were killed by extremely cruel methods."

"That's right. But in fact, most people are falsely accused and there are very few witches who really need to be executed. In that era, the only evidence was the defendant's statement. As long as they admit guilt, they can be classified as witches. Then, as long as they are subjected to endless torture of sinners, they will be able to admit that they have never committed any crimes. The original intention of the Roman Catholic hunting of witches was not actually the case, but later, people turned many innocent women into witches for various reasons."

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

"Wait... Then, according to your opinion, the so-called witch actually exists?"

"Yes. In that era, there were indeed so-called witches. However, the real witches were almost impossible to kill. Even if they were destroyed, there were countless ways to resurrect from the dead. Just like vampire. At that time, the so-called hunting of witches to protect God was actually a tragic act. Their so-called executions of witches were full of lust and insults to women. So it can be said that those who borrowed the name of God were actually the same as demons. It's just a pity that my family was exiled by the people of the Holy See at that time and could not interfere in all this."

"Exiled by the Holy See?"

"The reason why we used all our means to persecute the witch was simply because the Roman Catholic Church was very afraid. Therefore, it would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. The purpose was to completely cut off Nightliar's bloodline and definitely not exist in this world. They knew very well at that time that there was more than one witch with his bloodline. As long as those witches gave birth to his child, the bloodline of the demon would continue in this world."

The Nietlaire family!

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

Strasbourg under the night seems to be buried with countless secrets.

And here, there will probably be two major camps. After several centuries, the real decisive battle stage.

That night, when Ye Xiang got home, he had just arrived at the door and took out the key to open the door. A voice appeared behind him.

"Hello."

Ye Xiang turned around.

Standing behind him was a blond white young man. The young man was well-dressed, very decent and handsome, and his first impression was that he was very good. He was just greeting himself in French.

"Hello." Ye Xiang nodded slightly and replied in French: "Is it..."

"I'll introduce myself. My name is Jellaf Mathil. Are you Mr. Li's nephew?"

“Yes, I am.”

"Your uncle and I were very good friends during our lifetime, and he often mentioned you to me. If you don't mind, it's a bit late... but can you let me in and talk to you?"

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

"OK."

The curtain of this movie is finally about to open.

After entering the room, Ye Xiang asked him to sit down, then made some coffee to serve.

"Please tell me, what's wrong."

"Actually, it's a bit abrupt when visiting so late, but I'm worried that visiting in the morning may disturb your work. Your uncle said that you are an interpreter."

“I’m indeed back a little late.”

"Haha, I'm sorry."

"Then, what I want to say is..."

"Actually... if your uncle was still alive, we would have dug out the time capsules that were buried more than half a century ago tomorrow."

"Time Capsule?"

"Yes. It was in 1944 during World War II. At that time, World War II was coming to an end. My grandfather, Mr. Li's grandfather and a group of older generations decided to join the Allied forces. No one knew whether everyone would die in the battlefield in the end, so they buried their precious things in the time capsule and buried them underground. They agreed to open them 70 years later and recall the past war years. If they die on the battlefield, then they will be opened by their descendants."

Speaking of this, his face was a little dim: "As a result, they all sacrificed their lives for the country when they landed in Normandy. I still remember the last words left by my grandfather. This year is 2014, which 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 the German army and became German territory. What exactly does this time capsule buried in it mean during its fallen period?

"I thought about it over and over again. Although Mr. Li has passed away, since you are his nephew, you should also witness the moment when the time capsule was dug out."

"So that's it. However, my parents never mentioned this to me. I know that my grandfather had participated in World War II. However, it may be because my mother is German nationality. My parents rarely mention the stories of my grandfather and World War II."

"It's understandable that this is true. However, Germany is completely different from the Third Reich during the Nazi period. The Nazis can never exist on the land of Germany. Today, in Strasbourg, the French and Germans live in mixed together, and I myself have many German friends, so I don't care about these."

"I got it, I will attend. So what time will it be tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow at 7:30 p.m., the location is just outside Strasbourg. We will pick you up at that time."

“How many people will be there?”

"Not many, plus you have only five people in total. Many of the descendants of the martyrs back then no longer live in Strasbourg. By the way... I'm sorry, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Lee, John Lee."

"Okay, it's getting late, I won't bother you to rest."

"It's okay. Then, I'll give you, Mr. Mathil."

The actor who plays Jellav seems to behave in a normal manner, and when facing Ye Xiang, the demon hunter, also acts naturally, which shows that he must have put some effort into acting. As for what is buried in the time capsule, it is probably full of mystery.

Just as he reached the door, Jellaf said another sentence.

"By the way, your parents or your uncle have not mentioned the Fesley family to you?"

The Fesley Family!

"Fisley family?" Ye Xiang was stunned and showed a thoughtful look: "It seems that I have heard it somewhere."

"Is that true?" Jellaf immediately showed an excited expression: "Actually, we have always wanted to contact the people of the Feisley family. The Feisley family had a very good relationship with the Li family back then."

"Can you tell me about the situation of the Fesley family?"

"Their ancestors were granted aristocrats, but they were granted by the German emperor. Later, Germany abolished the title system during the Weimar Republic, so they were no longer aristocrats. However, the wealth accumulated over a long period of time still made them rich. There are many strange rumors about the Fesley family, and it is difficult to determine whether it is true or not..."

"What kind of rumors?"

"Well... For example, their family is an exorcist family. This statement sounds ridiculous, but my father seems to believe it very much."

"I still can't remember. But you can't contact them?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's a pity."

After seeing off Jellaf, Ye Xiang stopped translating the manuscript and prepared to wash and go to bed. Now, the most important thing is to maintain a sufficient spirit.

Deep in the dark woods.

Kamiao fell to the ground in dismay at this time.

She raised her head high.

At this time, the thick fog had dissipated. In the dissipated fog, a mummy whose blood had been sucked away was hung high on the trees and appeared in front of her.

That mummy...

It's Irving! (To be continued...)

ps: I’m sorry that I didn’t update yesterday. The exam is approaching and the update has become unstable. I hope you can forgive me... Everyone can rest assured that although this book is not very updated, it will definitely not enter the palace!
Chapter completed!