Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

94
“You’re not a reporter.”

As soon as he entered the office, Maria said to Klein directly, "You came to the East District disguised like this. You must be investigating something. I won't ask you, but you'd better leave now. The East District will not be peaceful during this period. You will lose your life."

"…Thank you very much for your advice."

Klein was somewhat touched when he realized that the other party had seen through his disguise, but chose to continue acting for his safety. However, he couldn't just give up after seeing Lanevus's trace. He couldn't wait to find a place to divine in the gray fog to confirm whether the person he had just seen was really Lanevus.

Maria felt relieved to see that he accepted her advice instead of ignoring it like other reckless bounty hunters. "Your caution will help you achieve your goal." She comforted Klein and added, "The East District is very chaotic. Perhaps we will have a chance to cooperate in the future. After that, you can go out through the back door."

"Thank you!"

Klein wanted nothing more than that. He played the whole game. After the two chatted in the office for a few minutes, he followed the other party's instructions and quietly left through the narrow back door. Lanevus had long disappeared, so he did not stay any longer. He packed up his belongings and walked towards the tram station.

During this process, he spotted a familiar figure among the homeless people across from him—Ms. Xiu? Klein made a guess instantly.

Just then, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of him.

The carriage opened, revealing a familiar face. It was the great detective Isengard Stanton, who was also investigating the case. The two met by chance in the East District. The other party seemed to still be investigating the serial murder case, but there was no progress. After a few pleasantries on the train, Klein got on the tram and did not go home directly, but transferred to the Cragg Club in the Hillston District.

In the club's lounge, he quickly went above the gray fog to confirm that no one was following him.

At this point, Klein finally relaxed completely and felt a sense of fear. The aura of the True Creator lingered in his mind like a nightmare, causing the clothes on his back to dry and wet, wet and dry.

Klein materialized a piece of yellow-brown parchment and a crimson round-bellied fountain pen in front of him, and then he skillfully wrote down the divination sentence he had already considered: "The source of that inexplicable sense of familiarity before."

He put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and entered a dream while reciting to himself. In that gray and illusory world, he saw a figure.

The figure had ordinary features, wore round-framed glasses, and had a condescending and mocking smile on his face. It was Lanevus!
I finally found you! Klein no longer used the Joker's ability to control his expression and muttered to himself through gritted teeth.

Immediately, Klein sat up straight and responded to Miss Justice's prayer. He controlled his emotions and spoke in a low and indifferent voice:
"No need to confirm, that's Lanevus."

“You can report this to the Church of the Evernight Goddess and tell them that Lanevus possesses the divinity of the Fallen Creator.”

95
Lightning flashed across the eternally dark night sky.

In the round tower of the City of Silver, two members of the "Council of Six", Chief Colin Iliad and Elder Lovia, were in a silent confrontation.

Colin sat at the table, staring at the back of his hand without saying a word. Lovia was also silent, her fingers slowly stroking the skull in her arms. This suffocating atmosphere had lasted for a long time, with only the anointing candles on the table burning quietly, and the lightning and thunder bringing some sounds.

"...Tell me again what you felt that day." After a while, the witcher spoke in a hoarse voice.

Luo Weiya's expression remained calm. "More than 20 cycles ago, I heard the Lord's roar, followed by extreme silence, and a sense of peace as if I had finally found support. Chief, the Lord has arrived."

"This is just your one-sided statement. Silver City does not have the capital to gamble." The experienced demigod was unmoved. He knew very well that the "Lord" in the other party's mouth was very different from the omniscient and almighty Lord that Silver City had believed in for more than two thousand years. The omniscient and almighty Lord had never shown a filthy and dark side, nor had he tortured His believers with incessant mumbling. Therefore, even though Lovia had hinted and verified it to him many times, Colin Iliad still maintained a cautious and skeptical attitude, trying to figure out whether the other party was crazy or really felt something.

If it was really as she said... Colin was still looking forward to it uncontrollably. But he was responsible for the lives of the entire city, and he couldn't take risks just because of a few words from the other party. Caution and forbearance were the qualities that a chief should have.

This conversation ended in failure again, but Lovia did not feel frustrated. She was also a member of Silver City, so she naturally had to be responsible for her fellow citizens. The Chief's resolute and tough attitude made her feel relieved, but at the same time, she felt a little helpless that she could not produce more evidence.

Neither of them spoke, but they walked out of the round tower side by side. They would separate at the first fork in the road and return to their own homes.

At the corner of the fork in the street, there is a first aid station opened by two pharmacists, which is dedicated to providing simple treatment and physical examinations for people who have just completed a mission or returned from patrol. Since it is only a preliminary treatment, other people in the city can also come to get medicine and check up in their daily lives.

At this time, there was a queue in front of the first aid station, with about ten people waiting for treatment, half of them holding weapons, and it seemed that they had just finished their mission. The first person in line to be examined seemed to be a couple, the husband standing next to her could not hide his joy, and the wife was stroking her belly with her hand.

Obviously, this was a young couple who were about to become parents. In Silver City, a new life was the most joyful thing besides the festival. As expected, with the pharmacist's smile and affirmation, the people in line behind them spontaneously applauded and blessed them. The two kept thanking them, and then the husband helped his wife leave, whispering intimately on the way, and happened to pass by Colin and Lovia not far in front of them. They did not notice the chief and the elders, and it seemed that their minds were already filled with joy.

"I said, I must be pregnant!"

The young lady said to her husband excitedly, "Didn't I tell you? Twenty-one cycles ago, I had a dream. I dreamed that a giant silver-white snake was crawling under a golden cross and covering itself with its wings. I prayed devoutly to the Lord's sign, and the giant snake looked at me with its beautiful ruby ​​eyes... Ah, this child must be a messenger sent by the Lord! The Lord has not forgotten His devout believers and sent the messenger to save us!" The husband did not comment on this dream, but he obviously did not want to spoil his wife's fun, and continued to say along her words: "Yes, we must pray harder, and one day we will be saved... During this period of time, I will not take a shift vacation. I will participate in more patrol missions, accumulate merits and hunt monsters, and prepare more food and meat for you and the children..."

"It's too early! I can still continue patrolling and hunting, and we can prepare delicious food for the children together..."

The two of them walked away, talking and laughing. Behind them, Lovia and Colin stood there like stone statues, motionless.

Both of them looked at the couple's backs with almost greedy eyes, wanting to hear them say a few more words about the dream.

"Chief..." Lovia was the first to break the silence. She wanted to say something, but Colin raised his hand to stop her.

"No need to say more, let's wait and see what happens." The old demon hunter's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had found some hope at this moment.

He turned around, took a reluctant look, then looked at the couple's backs getting farther and farther away, and finally walked towards his quiet home.

96
At eight o'clock, dinner time, I sat in the best restaurant I could find in the East District, ordered a cream of mushroom soup, a vegetable salad, and a lamb stew, and began to enjoy a leisurely and quiet meal.

The taste is OK. I'll eat at the club next time.

The investigation task was very boring, and it was unnecessary for an angel to condescend to find a scammer. In summary, I decided to slack off.

The servants really like hunting games. I searched in the collection cabinet and finally let out a member of the Andrellad family to help. He is only Sequence 5. It seems that he is a guy who is afraid of being killed by me, so he betrayed the hiding place of other members of the clan. His sequence is not high, but he is very smart and cunning, so I chose him to help me run errands.

To do this, one only needs to carry a blood sample with spirituality and run around the East District while sensing it. Individuals contaminated by Lanevus's blood will become more sensitive to the blood of their allies, and will behave out of control or even go crazy and die. It is very simple and does not require any technical skills.

It seemed that another round of investigation was over. He came to the cafe where I rested, with scarlet blood still in his eyes and a happy smile on his face. It seemed that he really enjoyed playing this boring killing game. I took the note he handed over and glanced at it.

Lanevus was very cautious. When I left, the total number of people contaminated was about 350, and now one-third of them have been contaminated.

Killing hundreds of people in broad daylight without attracting attention is not an easy task, even for a demon. And, judging from the message my ally sent me just now, the other party has noticed my activities and is contaminating more people as quickly as possible. It really adds to the workload.

"Are you really killing people according to my orders?"

The souls are in my hands, so I know he can't disobey my orders, but I still asked casually: "I mean, you didn't kill uncontaminated people for fun out of boredom, or dismembered and dumped the bodies in places where people would pass by to spread terror and cause trouble for me, right?"

"Absolutely, absolutely not! Your Highness!" Andrellade's smile froze on his face, and he lowered his head in panic. If we weren't in the cafe now, he would have probably knelt down and swore an oath while expressing his loyalty to me.

I interrupted his potentially endless apologies and panic: "I see, did anything happen?"

Andrellade paused, began to recall and think, then shook his head honestly: "No."

"But when I passed by the little church of the Church of Night in the East End, I happened to see a man wearing red gloves talking to the priest."

The Church of Evernight is taking action. Is there someone they are looking for in the East District? I didn't count myself in the list. If they were planning to cause trouble for me, then the one who came to investigate would have to be at least the Archbishop of Backlund. If it was just the red gloves... 0-08's pendant was indeed from the Church of Evernight... The ones who suffered the most in the God's Descent were indeed the Evernight Parish and the Nightwatchers... Lanevus helped... It can't be such a coincidence that they found Lanevus? How did they do it? Who provided the key information to help them locate him?

This mushroom soup tastes pretty good.

If he is really looking for Lanevus, then I have to call my ally and ask him, "It seems that the Night has intervened. Do you still want that piece of meat?" If he wants it, I can get it, that is, snatch Lanevus from the hands of the Church of Night. However, if it involves too high a level, it may attract the servant of God Arianna. At that time...

But what does this have to do with me? I cut the white bread leisurely and put the lamb stew into it under the surprised eyes of other diners.

Regardless of whether the ally wants the piece of meat or not, there will be something exciting to watch tonight. This is still an interesting pastime for the bored demons.

TBC
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I have written more than 100,000 words without realizing it. It’s going so fast.

*The Holy Word Angel running around in the God-forsaken Land: Where are you, Angel of Destiny? !

(End of this chapter)