Chapter 1157 The last stop

Erich's loyalty to Grindelwald is unquestionable, and he trusts Grindelwald's choices.

When Vincent came out of the confessional, he found that he was wearing a red dress.

Red represents the power of the Holy Spirit, the blood of martyrs, and the spirit of love and sacrifice.

Cardinals are usually at the bishop level. They are senior clergymen whose status is second only to the Pope and they participate in important matters such as the election of the Pope.

This German-Arab mixed-race man is actually a cardinal. The power of the Wiccan Middle East branch is not simple, at least not to be underestimated in the Muggle world.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with the cardinal and was extremely respectful. Fortunately, the New Gate Monastery was located in a remote area and there were only a few believers.

After some conversation, Vincent finally understood the scale of the Middle East branch.

Just as he guessed, they grew and prospered by hiding in the Muggle religion. Even Newgate Abbey was just one of their strongholds in the Holy City of Jerusalem. Erich himself was even the UNESCO Special Envoy for the Protection of Religious and Cultural Heritage.

The doctrines they secretly preached were so simple and crude that Vincent frowned.

"In the near future, the Savior will perform miracles and lead God's people into a new era—"

Obviously, this savior refers to Grindelwald.

And now...

Vincent shuddered subconsciously and told Erich about his order meeting.

It is very similar to the Wu-Zu Party, but there is an essential difference, which is the limitations of the times.

The total Muggle population during World War II was approximately 20 billion, and is now about to exceed 60 billion.

The closed living environment of wizards has resulted in the total population not fluctuating much. Now, the total population is still less than the population of a large Muggle city.

Although Grindelwald actively encouraged intermarriage between wizards and Muggles, his real purpose was to increase the wizarding population and narrow the gap between the two as much as possible.

However, let alone leveling the gap, if wizards continue to stay in a closed living environment, the gap will only get bigger and bigger.

The most crucial point is that modern technology is developing rapidly and magic no longer has an absolute advantage.

Compared to domination, Vincent, a Muggle-born, believes that peaceful coexistence is more realistic.

"That era of ignorance and cruelty is over. Wizards need to step out of the dark alleys and use magic to benefit the entire human society."

Erich looked forward to a better future.

He did not completely deny the ideas of the Witch Party, but he was aware of the narrow-minded ideas formed by wizards in a closed environment.

The birth of the nuclear bomb completely ended the possibility of an all-out war between wizards and Muggles. No matter how strong the wizards were personally, they could not stop the endless torrent of steel from the Muggles. The only options left for wizards were assassination or manipulation of politicians from various countries.

However, wizards are not a monolithic group. Half-blood wizards make up a significant proportion of the population, and they are always an unstable factor.

Apart from war, wizards actually have many other paths to take.

For example, the Order Society advocates coexistence with Muggles, cooperation and mutual benefit to achieve lasting peace.

The way Erich looked at Vincent had changed a lot now. It was the way his followers looked at him, a look of fanatical worship.

"Respected Lord Wayne, you are the Messiah, the Savior, whom we have been waiting for for so many years."

Vincent twitched his lips, feeling somewhat amused and helpless. "Mr. Grunewald, I'm not a savior."

The Savior was Harry's only friend, and he was now the Dark Lord.

Erich lowered his head and thought for a moment. "In the history books of Muggles and wizards, you will definitely leave two completely opposite legends."

Vincent's mouth curled up slightly, "Maybe."

Together with the Middle East branch of the UMNO, the Order of Merdeka, which was established only a few days ago, already has considerable capital.

A group of old men who can shake the magical government of a country, the largest black market in the wizarding world, and the hidden power in the Muggle religion.

After the "holy communion", Vincent left Jerusalem in his beloved Sound of the Night.

The next stop is the last one, the Asian branch of the UMNO, Hong Kong.

The journey was quite long, so after setting the route and destination, Vincent fell into a deep sleep in the cockpit of the fighter plane.

Three and a half hours later, the sound of the night landed silently near a park that had not yet been opened on Tung Ching Road in Kowloon City.

It was afternoon in Hong Kong. Across the street was parked an extended black Rolls-Royce Silver Thor. It seemed to have noticed Vincent's sudden appearance and was slowly driving towards him.

The car stopped steadily, the rear door in front of Vincent opened, and Bai Sheng, dressed in a black Tang suit, got out of the car with a smile on his face.

He extended his hand. "Welcome, Mr. Wayne."

Finally, finally a normal person.

Vincent shook his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Bai."

Bai Sheng is a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance. According to Victor, he is a descendant of an ancient and mysterious family branch in Dongda. On the surface, he runs a fortune-telling and feng shui tea shop, but in fact he is the head of the Asian branch of the Wu Cui Party.

His car is the same as Grindelwald's, a Rolls-Royce, and it's an extended version. He has quite a bit of influence in Hong Kong.

While Vincent was looking at Bai Sheng without any scruples, the other party was also looking at him.

Young and talented, Bai Sheng also felt from him the strong inner confidence.

"Mr. Wayne, you've been traveling so long. Why don't I help you arrange accommodation first?"

"No need to bother." Vincent glanced at the invisible Voice of the Night behind him, "Mr. Bai, I took a short nap on the way here."

Bai Sheng followed his gaze and said with a hint of surprise, "Mr. Wayne is a pragmatic man. I was inconsiderate."

The existence of the Voices in the Night is no secret, having been described by both the British and German Ministries of Magic.

Being able to be invisible and drive autonomously, Bai Sheng gained a new understanding of this vehicle that combined Muggle technology and alchemy, and it also refreshed his understanding of Vincent.

Bai Sheng raised his hand to signal Vincent to get in the car, "In that case, let's find a place to have a good chat."

The black extended version of Rolls-Royce carried two people and turned around. The driver wearing sunglasses had good skills and the 7-meter-long car turned smoothly on the narrow road.

Bai Sheng sat quietly facing Vincent, and was slightly surprised when the car drove into the park that had not yet opened.

This is the Kowloon City District. The most famous place is of course the Kowloon Walled City, the only part of Hong Kong not under British rule.

It’s a pity that the walled city was demolished two years ago, completely ending its legendary history as a “no man’s land”.

"Mr. Bai, I heard that the Hong Kong magic community has been hiding in Kowloon Walled City. Is that true?"

Bai Sheng smiled slightly, "Mr. Wayne, it seems you have done a lot of preparation."

The magic systems of the East and the West are completely different. Before magic wands were introduced to Asia, Eastern wizards usually used spells, gestures or talismans to help cast spells.

In the Western magical world, the East has always been synonymous with mystery.

The wizards here are very xenophobic. Some of the older generation are still very resistant to wands and always believe that disposable talismans are more convenient than wands.

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