r18novel Chapter 227 Leonard, You're Not Up to Standard
Chapter 227 Leonard, You're Not Up to Standard
Chapter 227 Leonard, You're Not Up to Standard
"Oh, right! And there's also Miss Audrey's matter!"
Fors belatedly slapped his forehead, remembering the important matter at hand.
"I've already hinted at it quite a few times," Hugh sighed. "But that Lorne Disenke doesn't seem to have much involvement with the aristocratic circles."
"Fors, you should have asked him more questions earlier about where he was recently and why he wasn't in Backlund."
"Um—" Fors said somewhat awkwardly. She had been so lost in her daydreams that she had forgotten all about these important matters.
She tried to win him over with a cutesy, coquettish tone, saying, "Hey, you're still here for me—"
Upon hearing this, Xiu's forehead creased into a deep frown, his face filled with a look of utter disappointment.
"You're his pen pal! It's the most natural and least suspicious way for you to ask him this!"
Then, she sighed helplessly and said:
"It seems that before we can obtain more useful information, we need to find a way to keep it from Miss Audrey first."
Inside the luxurious mansion of the Earl of Hall.
"Susie~ Susie~ Don't be angry~ I really didn't dislike you." Audrey squatted on the ground, looking at Susie curled up on the carpet with a look of eagerness.
However, Susie merely glanced at her lazily, and then, like an ordinary, clueless dog, continued to lie on the ground without uttering a word.
When you finally escape from a terrible enemy and are eager to jump into your owner's arms for a warm hug, do you know how damaging that is when your owner pushes you away with a look of disgust and says you smell bad?
Can "audience members" get depressed too? Who knows? I'm just a dog!
"Susie"
Audrey looked at the silent golden retriever with tears in her eyes.
She puffed out her cheeks slightly and complained in a low voice, "It's all that Lorne Disenke's fault! He must have done something to you!"
"Now that he's back in Backlund, I wonder if Fors and the others have found out any more useful information."
I need to ask them.
Church in the Dark.
Leonard, who had just finished his rare vacation, was preparing to go to church.
But as soon as he arrived at the church entrance, he saw a group of people dressed in "Punisher" and "Mechanical Heart" uniforms approaching the church with hostile expressions, looking like they were there to interrogate him.
"What are you doing here?" Leonard asked curiously as he stepped forward, his tone fairly polite.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you stop us?!"
A young and impulsive-looking "substitute punishment" angrily rebuked.
"Huh? What level am I?!" Leonard stood there, stunned.
You stood in front of our Church of the Night, asking me what class I was?!
And what kind of class do you belong to?!
He immediately got angry and was about to go up and have a good argument with the "punisher".
But before he could act, a sharp rap on the back of the head of the offending man struck him with a dull thud, knocking him to his knees and nearly causing him to fall to the ground.
The one who made the move was the captain of the Punisher team. He withdrew his arm, gave the teammate who was covering his head and dared not make a sound a cold glance, and then turned to Leonard, saying in a stiff tone:
"We have some private matters that we would like to discuss with your bishop."
He then walked straight past Leonard, who was still standing there in a daze, and entered the church with the members of "Mechanical Heart".
"What's going on?" Leonard was a little confused.
"How could we possibly hinder your operations!"
"By the Goddess! This is utter slander!"
"You mean we're framing you?!"
"Calm down!"
"We are very calm!"
"I understand. We will investigate this matter thoroughly."
Loud arguments continued to erupt from the reception room.
After the commotion, the Church of the Night immediately convened an emergency meeting.
In the underground part of the church.
After the emergency meeting, "Requiem Master" Soster immediately gathered all the members of his squad to discuss the sudden incident that had just occurred.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Leonard asked, looking at the captain who looked unwell.
"Gather everyone, assemble immediately!"
After everyone had gathered, Soster said in a very serious tone, "Recently, a group of very suspicious people have appeared in the East District."
"Suspicious? How so?"
"They were wearing church uniforms."
Soster paused, his gaze sweeping across each team member's face, then emphasized his words:
"The most crucial, and also the most egregious, thing is—they disguised themselves as our 'Red Gloves' and operated outside."
What?! Disguised as "Red Gloves"?! Have these guys lost their minds?!
Upon hearing this, every member of the Red Gloves present showed an expression of shock and disbelief.
In all these years, they have never heard of anything so horrifying!
They'd seen plenty of con artists posing as ordinary clergy. But—this was the first time they'd encountered someone posing as a tough nut like the "Red Gloves"!
"This is blasphemy! This is blasphemy against the goddess!" a member quickly shouted excitedly.
"Do you know who those people are? Which faction do they belong to?" another relatively calm member asked, frowning.
"It's unclear at the moment," Soster shook his head, "but we suspect the 'Aurora Society' is more likely."
"After all, only a bunch of lunatics like them would be this crazy."
"It's those crazy guys from the Aurora Club. That makes some sense." Hearing this guess, all the team members, though still angry, nodded subconsciously.
"In short, the bishop has ordered us to mobilize! We must apprehend all those damned imposters as quickly as possible!"
"Everyone go back and prepare. We'll move out tonight!"
After the strategic meeting, Leonard found an open space by himself and decided to ask his "roommate's" advice. "Old man, what do you think about this? Was it really done by the 'Aurora Society'?"
"It doesn't seem like it." An aged voice echoed in his mind. "Even those lunatics from the 'Aurora Society' don't seem like the type to do something like this. The targeting is so clear; it's more like they're deliberately provoking and creating chaos."
"Who is that?" Leonard pressed.
"It's hard to say. This seems like they're deliberately trying to create friction between your Night Church and other churches."
"Your goddess has quite a few enemies too. I really can't be sure in a short time."
"I feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface. There may be a deeper reason."
"What high-level reason?" Leonard's curiosity was piqued.
"You want to hear it?" Pales's voice suddenly took on a hint of mockery.
"certainly."
"What a pity," Pales said slowly, with a hint of mockery, "you're not at your level yet."
"You—old man!" Leonard realized he had been tricked.
"hey-hey."
The parasite seemed to suddenly remember something extremely amusing, and couldn't help but chuckle softly, its tone carrying a hint of detached amusement:
"All along, it has been your Church of the Night who have been secretly plotting against others."
"I never expected to be outmaneuvered like this. And in such a—well—quite 'creative' way."
"Old man, I feel you have a deep misunderstanding about our church," Leonard couldn't help but say in defense of his church.
"That's not a misunderstanding," Pales's voice carried a hint of indescribable emotion, as if recalling a distant past.
"Your goddess is no ordinary person—."