Chapter 685
Church Conflict
Chapter 685 Church Conflict
The scenery in the dream was somewhat empty and pale, but the basic outline remained unchanged. Klein quickly concluded that the deceased was indeed Flammy Cage, who had once bought shares in his bicycle company.
He just died like that... and in a ball like that...
Where is the killer?
Klein looked up and around. He saw a few familiar faces, and many more unfamiliar ones.
"His Excellency Franmi is a devout believer in our church, and we have the right to investigate the case."
"Iconsel Bernard with his afro!" he said loudly, leading his men and looking directly at the group of people opposite him.
"Dead is dead, why all this nonsense?"
The leader opposite them had gray hair and deep wrinkles. He wore a dark blue priest's robe with waves painted on the cuffs and collar. As soon as he spoke, he exuded an undeniable rage and pressure: "Duke Nigan has been traumatized by what just happened and is temporarily unable to communicate with you."
Duke Negan?
Oh right, that new one...
Klein took a few steps in the dream and saw the young man being protected by the group. He looked panicked and confused, and his right hand was still stained with blood.
Was he the killer?
Judging from his demeanor, he doesn't seem like the type to kill.
Just as Klein was feeling confused, the leader of the Church of Storms turned to a handsome but slightly overweight middle-aged gentleman and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency Earl Hall, could you please arrange a room for the young duke to rest?"
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His attitude was rude and arrogant, and he seemed to have no intention of cooperating with Iconsel's investigation.
"He's the murderer, we can't let him get away!"
"Franmy's bodyguard roared."
His hands were encased in mechanical auxiliary skeletons with a distinctive style, suggesting he was an official Beyonder assigned by the Steam Church to guard Franmi.
"So, when will the Duke be able to cooperate with the investigation?"
Iconsel stopped the bodyguard and asked calmly.
"Heh, of course it's when it's convenient for him."
The leading Storm Church extraordinary member scoffed, "The Duke holds a noble position and requires our close protection; his value far exceeds that of an ordinary nouveau riche."
"Are you kidding me!"
His arrogant attitude provoked the dissatisfaction of the Steam Church's extraordinary members, who stood up and glared at him with extreme anger. The Storm Church officials were not to be outdone, meeting his gaze with equally irritated expressions.
A surge of spiritual energy erupted, causing the entire dreamscape to shake before finally fading into silence.
"Arods?"
Klein asked in the hazy, gray world.
As the water shimmered, a line of pale handwriting appeared: "I am very sorry, esteemed master, a slight conflict broke out later. And Ikonser, who holds me, took me away to ensure my safety..."
A conflict erupted...yes, that's it. Flammy is a key follower of the Steam Church, while the former Duke Negan was a strong supporter of the Storm Church; it's natural that they would clash over their respective goals.
Klein easily analyzed the logic behind it.
"So, why do you think this matter is so important that you want to report it to me?"
He asked seriously.
Pale handwriting appeared one after another: "Your Excellency, this matter not only involves the upper echelons of nobility but has also caused conflict between the two major churches. I feel it is necessary for you to know. Moreover, the deceased had a relationship with you, which may lead to an investigation into you. I think it is necessary to inform you in advance."
"Besides that, there was another noteworthy figure at the scene."
"Who?"
Klein asked curiously, having just looked around the scene and not noticed anyone with a particularly strong presence.
The water rippled, as if Arodes hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "My esteemed master, before I answer, may I ask you a question?"
"you say."
"You've shared my symbol with other people, haven't you?"
After the pale handwriting appeared that sentence, it quickly added, "Of course, the humble Arodes is not questioning his esteemed master, nor would he dare to have any objections to you; he simply wants to know the truth..."
Look how scared you are...
Klein smiled and nodded. "That's right, I did share the symbol that represents you with..." He paused, then suddenly realized, "You mean, among those present was... uh, that person?"
The shimmering water didn't provide a direct answer.
It seems that Arodes is indeed afraid of Luzer and would not dare to leak his information casually.
Klein nodded, then reassured the magic mirror slightly, "Don't worry, that person and I are friends, we have a good relationship, he won't hurt you."
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An ellipsis appeared on the surface of the magic mirror in a human-like manner, as if Arods were expressing silence. It was unclear whether it didn't believe Klein's words or found it difficult to respond to Klein's explanation.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave now."
Klein, intending to obtain relevant information from Luzer later, spoke to the Magic Mirror.
"Yes, esteemed master. Arodes is always ready to serve you wholeheartedly."
The magic mirror left behind a message and a simple sketch of a person waving goodbye. Then, it left Klein's dream.
A land forsaken by God.
Outside Silver City, in an abandoned town.
In the town center, the dilapidated square had been cleared by manpower and filled with all sorts of cages. The exteriors of those cages were painted with mysterious symbols made of wild animal blood, imprisoning the terrifying monsters inside.
The cages ranged in size, each containing a terrifying monster. Although many of the monsters were in poor condition, they were still alive and extremely aggressive.
Several extraordinary individuals from Silver City were busy outside the plaza, placing the last few cages in place.
"Chief, everyone's here."
Joshua, the leader, approached Colin Iliad and said seriously, "A few of them are about to collapse. Should I take some men to catch a few more to make up the numbers?"
"No."
Colin Iliad declined calmly, saying, "The monsters are all in pretty much the same state; in a while, they'll start dying in large numbers."
In other words, if Lovia wants to be promoted, now is the best time; otherwise, they will have to launch another large-scale capture operation.
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He looked at the cages covering the square, remained silent for a moment, and then turned his gaze to Lovia beside him.
"I'll go first."
"Lovia said calmly, and strode towards the center of the square."
Before leaving, she turned back and gave Derrick, who had followed her, a deep look.
Will the Elders' Council succeed?
Derrick nervously wondered, should I contact Mr. Temperance?
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