BLOODY LOVE'S

BLOODY LOVE'S
Episode 84


Rolan smiled at a glance, already guessing it. "He didn't find it?"


"Last I remember, that necklace I gave it to you."


"Exactly. It's still on me, safe." Rolan took out a necklace from his breast pocket. "I carried him on for fear that he would be lost. This thing looks very important."


Marco swung his heel, stepping surely towards Rolan. He removed a photograph from the doctor's finger, then showed the form of a closed drawer. "Funny, right? Everything's a mess, but the drawers are sealed."


"Don't that mean that whoever killed Mr. Wallace, he just wanted to go on a rampage?"


Marco shook his head slowly. "He tried to hide the sound of the drawer shearing. If someone really wants to go berserk, why would he close the drawer he has opened?"


"Close back?" reset Rolan. He took the photo back from Marco's hand.


"I always put things down consistently. Even the location of the pen in the drawer is also not arbitrary." Marco smiled, grabbed another piece of photo from the table and handed it to Rolan. "Although the contents in this drawer are neat, but it's not my arrangement. Somebody messed it up."


"Wow," that's all Rolan can say. He does know that Marco is the type of perfectionist. He often saw the man rearrange what lay on his desk. But it is completely unexpected that all the arrangements were made with the intention to know if anyone touched his personal belongings. "And, it looks like you already have a guess who did that?"


"The charming Sir William was of course," Marco rolled his eyeballs. "You remember Wallace was delighted to hear the arrival of the guest, who was Sir William himself. You think it's a coincidence?"


"I don't think Mr. Wallace could have known it was Mr. Bannet." Rolan. "At any rate, he's dead, you know. Why was Mr Wallace murdered?"


"Maybe Bannet think Wallace leaked something important?"


"For example?"


"Wallace seems to know about the necklace. Not just once did he go berserk about to attack me," Marco flung his body in front of Rolan, observing his already tidier room.


Wallace's body had been buried without a headstone in one of the warehouses on Argent's farm, stockpiled with straw. The place is rarely visited and is only cleaned once a week. No important things were placed there. After securing Wallace's dead body, George immediately called the servants and did a lightning cleanup. A rioter came in, that was all George said as an explanation for the curious servants.


"And according to your report," Marco flipped through the notebook he had received from Rolan, staring at the row of sentences recorded in handwriting. "The ritual of blood does require sacrificial objects, not just humans. Where'd you get this notebook?"


Rolan tidied back the photos in his hands. "I also have my own connections. Even so, I'm not 100% sure your necklace has anything to do with the old Bjork ritual."


"The necklace with a very simple emblem." Marco commented, "I couldn't find what it meant and where it came from."


"Don't be fooled by the simplicity of the design." Rolan. The medallion he placed on the table so Marco could see it. "Often, the simplest symbol is the one whose meaning is the richest. Especially the infinity symbol, a shape like this number eight. As a mathematical symbol, infinity was 'discovered' in 1655 by John Wallis. But as a symbol in religion, it is obviously older than that. This circle reflects balance. You know, right? Like yin and yang, infinity also illustrates a contrasting balance. Contrary. Men and women, day and night, light and dark. This symbol is also in the tarot card, above the card of The Magician."


"Yes, you've already explained that it's an occult symbol. The question is, for what? Over where? And by whom. Please don't go anywhere."


"No, you have to listen until you're done" Rolan said. "Circles in infinity are placed side by side, representing equality between two opposites. Two opposing forces, to be exact. The point is in the middle. This symbol is sexual union, which means two things become one. Infiniti is a symbol for wholeness. Unification."


"I know that religion and sexuality are inseparable. Humans today blaspheme occultism and pagan religions as indecent beliefs that always exploit the human sexuality side, even often accusing such beliefs of indecent practices. Basically, the religion that is now and then is not much different. Perhaps in the religion of the future, if in the future religion still exists, people will assume that the current beliefs are also barbaric," Marco said his opinion slowly, according to the report, taking the stack of photos that Rolan had just tidied up and putting them together on the table. "The essence of religion is actually a matter of sexuality."


Rolan glanced at the old man with a scornful look. "You know what, Marc? If people hear you say this, you could be burned on the spot."


"That's why I didn't tell people my thoughts, right?" marco luwes. "So, now we know that there is an occult involving blood in Bjork."


Rolan nodded. "It is possible to continue the practice of the ancient rite in Bjork. You know what historians say about our old religion?"


"Catholic Perverted" said Marco. "Sort of Kakure Kirishitan."


"Yes. Missionaries came to spread religion in Bjork, but the landowners of the time rejected foreign religions, and Christians were hunted and burned." Rolan sat down on the couch, across from Marco. "The problem is, the loss of the missionaries did not make Bjork desperate. Many actually continue the practice secretly, mixing it with pagan to disguise it. And the result is a very strange religion, with strange rituals. I imagine, they must have made up their own rituals based on the memory of what the missionaries taught."


"They think that the body and blood of Christ means real body and blood" Marco scorned. "Half information always gives a bad ending. I know the history of Bjork's old religion. You don't have to explain it back to me. What does this have to do with the medallion?"


Rolan sighed. "You know that in Christianity, there is a renewed promise that Christ will come again, right? The old Bjorkists thought that by giving sacrifices of flesh and blood, they could make Christ come again."