Chapter 67: If you want to be astringent, you want to be astringent!
Beckland, North End, St. Samuel's Church.
In the large prayer hall, a lady in a simple linen robe sat quietly on the first row of benches on the right side of the aisle, looking reverently at the altar in front of her.
There were no statues enshrined there, only a large Dark Radiance.
Its deep black base is brightly embellished, and it is surrounded by a crimson moon that symbolizes the goddess.
The wall behind the emblem was filled with holes one after another. The moonlight from the outside shines in, condensing into pure, miniature highlights. They connect with the near-darkness of the surrounding environment and transform into a sublime starry sky.
But the crimson moonlight seemed to have encountered some obstacle and could not get close to the lady.
From beginning to end, the lady was shrouded in deep darkness.
Under the darkness of the night, the lady lowered her head slightly, her lips squirming as if she was whispering.
It seems to be whispering to himself, and it seems to be confiding.
"Goddess, your dependents have discovered the connection between the royal family and Kapin......"
"It was an accident."
"While investigating a serial murder case, he accidentally learned about Kapin, a wealthy businessman who secretly ran a human trafficking business."
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"He befriended a woman named 'Hugh Duchar' and commissioned her to investigate Kapin's subordinates in the Eastern Side."
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"Although the royal family has tried to cover it up as much as possible, 'Hugh Duchar' is still likely to find more clues."
"Stop him?"
The lady tilted her face slightly, revealing a face that seemed to be slightly confused in the moonlight.
I don't understand, isn't it the hint you gave him the 'Black Emperor', do you want him to track it down?
"The timing is wrong?"
"I understand, I will arrange other tasks for him and try to delay the progress of the trackdown."
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"Other than that, I've been in Beckland for so long that His Majesty the Pope seems to have noticed something unusual."
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"It's business as usual with Mother Earth God Church, but the vampires of Beckland are becoming more and more active, and they seem to be looking for something."
"There are no special actions of the Church of Knowledge, and the world they guard has not fluctuated in any way."
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"The three sisters are still waiting for the return of the king, and the world in the painting is business as usual, and no one is trying to leave."
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The lady whispered a report on what had happened in the intervening years.
Until the secret presence crept away, the night receded from all around her, and the crimson moonlight fell all around her.
The lady slowly opened her eyes, placed her hands on her chest, and tapped four clockwise strokes on her chest, outlining the shape of the crimson moon.
Then, she whispered reverently.
"Praise the Goddess."
"Ms. Arianna."
Archbishop Anthony appeared in front of the altar at some point and saluted respectfully.
Arianna looked at the old man in front of her and said slowly:
"The goddess has just given an oracle."
"Praise the Goddess."
Anthony's expression instantly became solemn and solemn, and he quickly reached out to outline the crimson moon on his chest, and his voice was not loud but extremely reverent.
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βAshen oneοΌhearest thou my voice stillοΌβ
The sunlight of Qingcheng shone through the curtains and dappled light and shadow in the room, and Ember sat on the edge of the bed, recalling the most impressive sentence in his memory.
He seems to have had a long dream.
"I'll find you."
It took a long time for Ember to come back to his senses.
He took a deep breath, his voice low and determined.
"Bang Bang Bang~"
There was a knock outside the door, causing Ember to gather his thoughts.
"Come in."
"Click~"
Foirth yawned and pushed open the door, and the translucent jellyfish sister Kurala floated on her head, diligently massaging her head and shoulders with her tentacles.
"Early."
Furth said hello, and then looked at Ember with a strange gaze, "You woke up later than usual today, and you don't have to go to Earl Hall's house today?" β
"I don't go every day."
Ember stood up and walked to the door, shaking his head when he heard this.
Foirth looked at Ember strangely, distrust written across his face.
The two of them went to the living room together, and Hugh was already busy preparing breakfast.
Of course.
It is said that it is prepared for breakfast, but in fact, it does not need to be specially prepared.
Because the breakfast of the people of the Kingdom of Rune is usually very simple, nothing more than bread.
There is no money to eat black bread, and if there is money, you can exchange it for white bread.
If you have a little more money, you can add a glass of milk and replace the bread with a sandwich.
And even the aristocracy just had more grilled sausages or fried eggs.
And, of course, the indispensable desserts and fruits.
After all, even the aristocracy doesn't pay attention to breakfast as much as eating a full meal.
"Early."
Hugh skillfully poured himself a glass of milk and took a sip in his hand, noticing the embers walking towards the dining room, and asked, "Would you like something to eat?" β
"Sandwich, glass of milk, thank you."
Ember bowed slightly, pulled out the chair on the table and sat down.
Hugh nodded lightly and began to prepare his breakfast for Ember.
The reason why he didn't prepare in advance was because Ember didn't eat breakfast at home in the past.
"What a rarity."
Firth sat down next to Hugh, but his eyes never left the embers, as if he were looking at some rare species, and complained as he watched, "You never stayed to eat before." β
"That's because Earl Hall's family has a better one."
Ember glanced at Firth and said without saltiness, "Moreover, I am different from you, I am also a dignified viscount, and it is impossible to rely on bread for three meals a day." β
"You ......"
Furth was angry, and when he wanted to make a move, he found that he was not Ember's opponent, so he directly puffed up his face and glared at Ember, "I won't eat only bread for three meals a day, okay?!" β
"Will you do it yourself?"
Hugh looked at Furth with some strange looks.
"No, but I'll rub it."
Firth raised his head proudly, "Mrs. Muse next door is a fan of my books, and invites me to dinner every night. β
"Are you sure she's not trying to find a match for her son?"
Hugh couldn't help but be a little speechless, and while complaining, he handed the sandwich on the plate to Kuralis on the side.
Curaris skillfully stretched out her slender milky white tentacles and brought Hugh's prepared breakfast to Ember.
"Smack~"
Ember looked at Kuralis, then at her older sister Kurala, who was serving Firth, and shook her head suddenly, "I suddenly feel that it was a wrong decision to lend Kurala to you, or you might as well get another one." β
"Don't!"
Furth glared back vigorously and hugged Kulara tightly in his arms, "I want Kulala, no matter how strong I am, I won't change!" β