8mi Chapter 595 A Young Man Arrives at the Church
Chapter 595 A Young Man Arrives at the Church
Chapter 595 A Young Man Arrives at the Church
Backlund, North Quarter, St. Samuel Church.
Leonard completed his patrol mission, dismounted from the carriage, and walked step by step up the steps into the church.
His eyes held a slightly gloomy look.
After returning from Tingen, Leonard was slightly affected. Although it wasn't obvious enough for others to notice, he seemed somewhat depressed. He didn't regret joining the "Red Gloves," but he did have doubts about the backgrounds and origins of his two teammates who had faked their deaths.
Why did they join the Tingen Night Watch squad?
Is it related to the events at the time...?
Or is there another reason...?
The useless old man living in Leonard's head couldn't offer any reasonable explanation, so Leonard had to think independently.
This was a very difficult task for him, and it took a lot of his energy.
As he pondered this, he stepped into the church's mass room.
The surrounding scenery suddenly darkened, not in an unsettling, oppressive way, but rather a slightly somber gloom that brought a sense of peace and tranquility, giving one the feeling that one could stay there forever.
On the opposite wall, transparent glass panes were pieced together to form the emblem of the goddess. Sunlight streamed through the glass, and in the dim light, the emblem appeared so sacred and lofty.
Leonard slowed his pace. Although there were many people in the hall, no one was making a loud noise.
Apart from the janitors who cleaned and the priests who performed daily rituals, the believers sat in chairs, heads bowed, praying silently.
He quietly walked around the rows of seats, entered the side passage, and finally went underground to their temporary rest room in Red Gloves.
"You're back?"
There were several team members in the lounge. They greeted him as he entered, asking, "How are you? Anything wrong?"
"Everything is normal, which is quite rare."
Leonard chatted casually with them and walked to a corner to sit down. He picked up a copy of the Backlund Post from the table and unceremoniously put his legs on it.
Unfolding the pages, the front page headline of the Backlund Post reads as follows:
[Shocking! The "Undying King" has fallen, the "Blood King" has been born, and the pirate king has changed hands?!]
This newspaper's information network is really outdated...
Leonard thought to himself.
The Night Watchers had received intelligence several days prior that the infamous Blood Cultivator had officially become the new King of the Sea. He had even herded the "Undying King," severely injured the "Divine Abomination" Siea, and gained the recognition of the other two kings.
Lu Ze has become so strong in such a short time... This is simply unreasonable!
After confirming that the Blood Monk was indeed his former colleague, Leonard had been secretly gathering information about him. Furthermore, he was also searching for Charlotte Moriarty's whereabouts after leaving Backlund, but to no avail.
If they're in cahoots, is it possible that Klein is working as a pirate in Luzer's fleet?
Holding the newspaper, Leonard's thoughts began to wander.
"Thump thump..."
Just then, footsteps came from the door of the lounge, and their team leader, Soster, who had been promoted to "Spirit Wizard," walked in.
"team leader."
"Hello, Captain."
The crowd shouted, and Leonard pressed down on the newspaper with two fingers to greet Soster.
"Leonard is back too, that's perfect."
Soster nodded to him. "Let's assemble right now and go to the third conference room for a meeting."
Upon hearing that they were going to "Conference Room 3," Leonard immediately knew that the meeting must be quite large. Conference Room 3 was a rather spacious room that could seat many people.
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up, and one curious person couldn't help but ask, "Captain, what's the purpose of this meeting?"
"I don't know either, but it's probably very important."
Soster's expression was slightly serious. "I see that Archbishop St. Anthony, His Excellency Crestie, and His Excellency Isabella have all been notified..."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Having an archbishop and two senior deacons in attendance certainly sounds very formal, even a bit too formal.
"Could it be that another shocking case has occurred?"
Someone said it subconsciously.
"Shut up!"
The others immediately shouted, startling the man. Based on their years of experience at work, they knew that one should never jinx someone in a situation like this, because saying something might actually come true.
Leonard didn't seem to feel much, and simply followed the others out of the lounge and headed towards the third conference room.
The corridor gradually became crowded as church personnel gathered. Leonard spotted Ms. Daly in the crowd. She was now a Sequence 6 "Necromancer" and the leader of a squad.
Sensing Leonard's gaze, Daly, with her mysterious eye makeup on, looked at him and nodded slightly in greeting.
"good afternoon."
Soster, thinking that Daly was looking at him, waved to her presumptuously, only to be ignored by Daly.
"puff..."
Leonard almost laughed, but managed to hold it in.
The crowd surged forward like a tide, entering the conference room and finding places to sit. At the very front, Archbishop St. Anthony and two deacons were already seated.
There was an empty seat next to the three of them.
"Your Excellency, everyone is here."
Someone said to Anthony Stevenson.
"it is good."
The bishop in charge of the Backlund diocese nodded gently, glancing at the crowd. He had no beard, and his eyes were deep-set; although he wore a black and red archbishop's robe, he did not give off a gloomy impression at all.
The huge conference room was completely silent.
All those who face the bishop feel a deep tremor, as if an invisible fear is ruling their spirit, or as if something in the darkness is watching them.
"I am happy to share some good news with you all."
Saint Anthony's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity in the spacious conference room: "The Church has promoted a new senior deacon who will be in charge of the relevant affairs of our Backlund diocese."
A new senior butler?
who can that be?
Although they dared not make a fuss in front of the archbishop, everyone's eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"Heh... Let's let him come out and meet everyone."
Saint Anthony smiled slightly and waved his hand.
Then, the conference room door opened, and a man stood outside. Bathed in the scrutinizing gazes of everyone, he strode in without ceremony, sat down in the empty chair next to "Goddess Wings" Isabella, and cast his red eyes upon the crowd.
"Ahab Ishmael."
He introduced himself casually.
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