Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

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"Vice Admiral Hurricane, Qilingus?"

Richard Ernst's light brown eyes revealed undisguised hatred, and his well-controlled anger was reflected in his words and actions. "Do you remember what you did to a passenger ship called Marigold in August this year?"

Qi Lingos panted hard, and was keenly aware that this incident should be the reason why the Rose School strongman came to him. August was the time when he hunted at sea this year? How could he remember what he did? ... He was a pirate, and pirates were to plunder, kill, and rob women. He had done so many things, how could he remember a small passenger ship? Marigolds, marigolds - he tried his best to dig out a few words from his mind, and thought of a blue ship.

There wasn't much money inside, only chattering children and an unattractive nursing woman. The only thing that impressed him was their pleasant but exhausted screams before they died, and the Sequence 6 female hunter hidden inside. The crazy woman was young, but she killed people without mercy. She caught Qilingos off guard and caused him to lose seven or eight sailors, and then...

The provoked Qilingos beheaded her and displayed her head to the public. A blood-stained pendant fell from the huntress's neck. A few simple lines outlined a winding road covered with thorns and flowers. This was the symbol of the "Pilgrimage Sect", which was said to be the management organization behind the "Ernst Foundation". Admiral Hurricane was silent for two seconds, but there were no other famous strong men in this organization except the leader, so he kicked the badge and the body into the sea.

"Don't you remember? That's right." Richard whispered, "You treated the children as toys, tore off their limbs, dug out their eyes because they cried, cut their throats, and threw them into the sea to feed the fish. Including the girls, only twelve incomplete bodies were found among the fifty people. And Wilhelmina, gentle Wilhelmina, was torn into pieces by you because she was strong and brave. As a result, she became the only girl on the entire ship who was not defiled."

"They have just left the slums of Intis and are preparing to be resettled in Loen's welfare home. They have a new life, a new job, a new bed, and a new life in the future... All of this has been ruined because of your stupidity, ignorance, and cruelty. Qilingos, you are waiting for death, right? I will not let you go to the kingdom of the Lord of Storms. I will send you to the Kingdom of the Lord, where you will struggle in endless pain in the abyss and hell."

"No, I have already... paid... the price!" Qi Lingos hurriedly spoke up, a strong desire to survive burning in his heart, "Intis, ahem, the navy killed the participants at that time, I can, I can compensate...!"

"No need." The Temperance Angel replied coldly, avoiding the other's outstretched hand and stomping on the ground a few times in disgust. "Your life is the best compensation for me and my companions."

Richard looked up in the direction of the Duke's mansion. The lights were bright there, but there were faint sounds of hurried footsteps. The Duke was already arranging people. He leaned down and pulled off the bloodthirsty glove from Qilingos' left hand. The "creeping hunger" could not move under the majesty of the angel.

At this moment, He suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction. He saw a shadowy figure there, and a person's figure condensed at some point. A slight breath of decay and death permeated, causing Him to frown.

"Are you from the Spiritual Cult? What are you doing here?" He asked.

Hearing this, the bronze-skinned gentleman who appeared there was confused for a moment, and then showed a thoughtful expression. Azik looked at the trembling "Creeping Hunger" in Richard's hand and replied: "I have nothing to do with the Spirit Cult." He then said: "That item seems to be helpful to me, can you transfer it to me?"

He saw the young man opposite him with a strange expression, and felt a little embarrassed. His memory was still fuzzy, and he could only occasionally recall a few fragments. He had only a vague understanding of extraordinary power, and was confused. Obviously, he could not offer a suitable price to trade with him.

But the glove gave him a very familiar feeling, and he felt that if he could get it and study it carefully, he might be able to recall a lot of the fragments.

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"Twenty thousand." said the young man.

"...What?" Azik didn't respond.

"Sir, as you can see, this is the Creeping Hunger, a Sequence 5 Extraordinary Item corresponding to the Secret Prayer Path. It is already filled with souls and can adapt to various opponents and basically all emergencies. It is enough to make a Sequence 6 pirate general one of the best. You can see it." The young man kicked Qilingos. His skillful advertising made people suspect that he was once a senior salesman. "Twenty thousand pounds is not a premium at all. It is even very cost-effective. After all, even with the well-known negative effects of eating people and devouring masters, its own ability is also excellent, and you don't seem to need to worry about this small side effect. This is a suitable price, if you want it."

Azik showed a subtle expression. He quickly recalled the legacy left by his past self to his present self. The extraordinary items seemed to be stored in several places, and the money was basically in the form of gold coins and jewelry. Although 20,000 pounds was a lot, he could still take it out by putting together the several legacies in his current memory. He suddenly had a strange feeling, like buying something in a store. If he thought it was too expensive, maybe this strange strong man would give him a discount.

He suppressed his smile and asked in a deep voice: "Okay, how do I give you the money?"

"Just go to any institution under the Ernst Foundation in the city and tell the person in charge that you want to donate." Richard breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little happier. He had originally planned to sell this magical item, and now that someone had "placed an order" immediately, it would be great.

“He” casually threw “Creeping Hunger” over, and there was a slight sound of falling into the water at his feet. During the one or two minutes when the two high-sequences were talking, Qilingos, who was barely alive, firmly used his hands to crawl into the canal.

Richard watched his actions coldly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and threw it into the canal. There was dried black blood on the handkerchief, and a small smiling face embroidered by a girl, but what was more eye-catching was a few small blood-written words:

"Hurricane" "You acted in the middle of the night and went to a sea area you had never set foot in before. You thought you were doing it secretly, but Wilhelmina left a clue with her cruelly broken hand, which was also the only piece of remains that had not been destroyed."

Richard said. He watched the handkerchief fall into the water, and in an instant it turned into an agile fish, cutting into the eagerly fleeing Qilingos at an extremely clever angle and wrapping around his neck. When a sailor breathes underwater, gills grow on the sides of his face like fish, so the handkerchief pulled the sailor's entire set of gills out of his flesh like an experienced hunter. Under the gaze of the two high-sequences, the canal was instantly filled with blood as if a large piece of red paint had been splashed into it. After a few struggles and a few bubbles, the body of "Vice Admiral Hurricane" floated up, in a pool of blood, with an extremely hideous and painful expression frozen on his face.

The handkerchief was tied around his neck, as if it was playfully tied into a tight knot by an invisible hand.

Azik left quietly with the human leather gloves, and Richard stood there, waiting for the Duke's bodyguards to arrive from afar. He took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket, turned to the latest page, and solemnly wrote down the date and "20,000 pounds + Qilingos' bounty____"

That's great. The Temperance Angel thought that this year's harvest was very good. He raised 100,000 pounds from the nobles of Feysac. He went to Loen and met Vice Admiral Hurricane. This time, he not only got his revenge, but also received the thanks of the Duke and the Earl. People who are good at psychic communication will ask Qilingos about his real purpose, which is not his business. At present, today's income will be at least 30,000 pounds. Considering the incident, the charity donations in the past two days will be more than in previous years... I will set off for Lenburg and Feynaport Kingdom soon. I hope that the Mother Earth will be as kind as before.

"If we estimate 150,000 pounds... we won't build any new institutions for now. One-third of the directors said that the local facilities need to be renovated. OK, we'll make arrangements later... Winter is coming soon. We need to buy cotton and cloth. Each workhouse and welfare home can sew new sheets and quilts by themselves to save money. The rest can be used to make some new clothes. The children should be very happy... The hospital needs to buy some medicines and add some beds. The patients also need nutrition... It looks like we can have a good winter this year."

Richard bit the pen, and as he thought about it, he laughed softly.

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"We have investigated it clearly. Qilingos was asked by a mysterious organization to assassinate Duke Negan, but for some reason he did not do it tonight." Duke Negan's brother, Prime Minister Archigud, replied, "But what about the body? Who did it?"

"It was a great philanthropist we all know. He came to the ball tonight and was commissioned by Earl Hall to test Zilingos." Ace Snake replied, "Zilingos died cleanly, without much sign of fighting back, and the hunger of the crawling couldn't let him escape."

"This saint is difficult to control. He does not accept investments or donations. He only accepts material assistance and some sponsorship." Duke Nigan chuckled. "No wonder he is still poor today."

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Hearing the newsboy's cry, Klein hurriedly took out a penny and took a copy of the Tingen Morning Post from the newsboy outside the carriage. Many passengers on the carriage made the same choice. Unfolding the newspaper, the bold headline immediately caught Klein's eye -

"The Great Pirate Zilingos Was Killed by the Duke's Bodyguards in Backlund"

Qi Lingos is dead? What happened last night... There is not much news about it. It only explains the time, place and events, and the rest of the details are left to everyone's imagination. Miss Justice informed me, and I also told Mr. Azik and Mr. Hanged Man. It seems that Mr. Azik succeeded, and there were no subsequent emergencies. He is indeed a High-Sequence Beyonder beyond my imagination.

As the big boss of this incident, Klein had no sense of actual participation. When the passengers in the carriage were enthusiastically discussing who would get the 10,000-pound bounty of Qilingos, Klein was in a trance for a moment, feeling extremely lost. But then he thought that he had no way to claim the bounty, so he folded the newspaper and looked out the carriage window.

He just happened to see an acquaintance, the born "freak" Ademisol. Ademisol glanced in a certain direction, and then suddenly fell to the ground with blood flowing from his eyes, asking the people around him to squat down and check the situation - what happened? Klein shuddered.

He quickly stretched his head out to look, but the carriage had already left the street and he saw nothing.

TBC
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*It was Edward who came out to have breakfast and buy a newspaper.

Edward: The runaway rice has grown legs and returned? Not bad.

*The great philanthropist Richard Ernst announced by the church is only Sequence 4, and only insiders know that He is the Angel of Temperance.

* Jump to the timeline. Show everyone a divine descent.

(End of this chapter)