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That's right.
Kieran's target was the God behind the old man.
From the moment he arrived at Forest City and observed everything in the dark, his target had been confirmed.
He used the time difference to his advantage.
With the help of the Fire Raven's vision.
Kieran might not be able to capture the whole of Forest City in detail but he could still focus on certain places.
For example: Hayden Ow's assistant, Fergus.
For example: Scuderi, whom Fergus had met before.
For example: Neil, who connected everything together.
Searching for the truth in a mess was no doubt very difficult but if he could grab hold of one of the threads, everything would be simple.
Now?
Kieran had to wait patiently.
Of course, before that —
Pak!
A chop from his hand.
The old shoemaker fainted on the floor.
Kieran didn't kill the shoemaker because the shoemaker was still useful to him.
"You are a traitor who forsakes morality at the sight of benefits … Now, I need to give you enough benefits — what else can move you more than a God?"
"Isn't that what you all are here for?"
Kieran said calmly.
…
Forest City, inside the temple.
The banquet had begun.
At this welcoming banquet, all the influential people of Forest City had come.
No invitation was needed.
The influential figures in Forest City knew what they should do against the new God.
Morden, whose face was still bruised, changed into a festive formal outfit and stood at the entrance of the temple, acting as one of the ushers.
Every guest that came, he would welcome them with a smile.
Despite the bruises on his face making him look funny, no one dared to laugh at Morden in his current state.
They all heard about what happened to Hermair.
None of them wanted to be the next Hermair.
After welcoming another guest into the temple, Morden quickly walked to the other usher, Hayden Ow, and spoke softly.
"My lord, my guests are almost all here."
Unlike the superficial modesty and politeness in front of those guests, which was actually hidden arrogance, when facing Hayden Ow, Morton was truly humble.
It could even be considered as lowly.
Because Morden knew the gap between his status and Hayden Ow's.
Perhaps, he was now under the command of the new God.
But his status was still much lower than Hayden Ow's.
This was not decided by ability or time. It was predestined from the very beginning. If he wanted to change this gap, not only did he need to display his ability, he also needed a little bit of luck.
As for before that?
Tucking one's tail between one's legs was the truth.
Hayden Ow looked at the humble Morton with disgust in his eyes.
The branch manager of Funeral Society knew very well what the enemy was planning.
If he could, he wouldn't mind kicking him away.
It was a pity …
It was not up to him to make decisions here.
Hayden Ow took a deep breath when he thought of the order from the person in charge. He said patiently, "I'm still missing two guests."
"Do you need my help?"
Malton hurriedly asked.
"There's no need for that. Just do as His Holiness commands."
The disgust in Hayden Ow's eyes became clearer. He shook his head and rejected the man.
"Alright."
Malton didn't seem to notice the disgust in the branch manager's eyes, he was still polite and didn't forget to salute before he left.
"Honey mouthed but daggers in the heart, what an unpredictable bastard."
Hayden Ow muttered to himself.
"But you have to admit, this kind of bastard is the best in the world.
Whether it's the commoners or the fiends. "
A sudden voice sounded beside Malton.
"Lord Ren?!"
Hayden Ow turned around and saw Fiend Exorcist and Huntsman Ditko beside him in surprise.
"You guys are finally here!
His Holiness has been waiting for you! "
The branch manager said in an excited tone.
He had his own reasons to be excited.
Due to the stubbornness of His Holiness, the new representative from Funeral Society was chased out of the temple and all he could do was wait for Ren's arrival.
"I made a deal with Ren, so let Ren come and continue our collaboration."
"As for the others?"
"Sorry, I don't know them."
The Funeral Society was rendered speechless by His Holiness' words.
Naturally, most of them were angry but dared not say anything.
However, there was a small group of stubborn and inflexible people who agreed with Ren's words. They thought Ren's words were right.
"Is Mou alright?"
Ren asked with a bitter smile.
As one of the Fiend Exorcists of Funeral Society, he knew his comrade's temper very well. If it wasn't for His Holiness, a fight might have broken out.
In fact, the rest of the Fiend Exorcists weren't that good either. Mou was the one with the best temper, otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent out to discuss the collaboration with His Holiness.
Even Ren had to admit that he had his flaws in his character.
"Lord Mou is very calm.
I didn't do anything to offend His Holiness. "
Hayden Ow said honestly.
Of course, the branch manager automatically neglected the fact that Mou went back to his room and crushed a box of instant noodles.
"That's good."
Ren heaved a breath of relief.
He was really worried that his comrade might have caused some trouble.
Ren knew Kieran's character very well since he had contact with Kieran before.
He might seem calm but he was very persistent.
It would be fine if he didn't get angry during normal times but once he did, there would be no room for negotiation.
Ren, who thought he understood Kieran, signaled his men to head to the temple while his mind was preparing. He was thinking about what kind of conversation he would have and how he should reply.
However, out of his expectation, he was led into a side hall of the temple. When he saw Tanya fiddling with the drawing tube, Ren's eyelids twitched.
He had a bad feeling.
"Good day, may I know where His Holiness is?"
Suppressing the bad feeling in his heart, Ren asked without losing his manners.
"2567 told me to entertain you."
"Oh right!
You should also address me as His Holiness! "
"2567 said the temple is shared between me and him!"
Tanya said in a very serious tone.
However, with her young face and petite body, her words weren't convincing at all, it might even make one laugh.
Ren didn't laugh.
Because he sensed something different about Tanya.
It was similar to the presence of His Holiness but much weaker.
What was going on?
Ren was confused but it didn't stop him from bowing respectfully again.
"His Holiness!"
Ren greeted.
"Mm, mm.
Draw a random lot and let us see your fate … Oh no, how should we work together in the future? "
Tanya nodded repeatedly and said in a very happy manner.
Huh?!
Ren lifted his head and looked at Tanya in shock.
The moment he saw her, Ren knew she wasn't reliable but he didn't think she would be this unreliable.
"Can't I?
I'm not used to drawing lots either! "
"Then let's use a crystal ball?
I'm very familiar with this! "
The half-baked clairvoyant bragged as he took out a crystal ball from under the tea table.
When he touched the crystal ball, the half-baked clairvoyant couldn't help but show two little dimples on his face, his body was overflowing with eagerness.
"You aren't joking right?"
Ren looked at Tanya blankly for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"You think I'm joking?"
Tanya puffed up her cheeks, looking angry.
"No, no."
"What should I do?"
Ren waved his hands repeatedly and glanced around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Kieran.
As for Tanya?
Ren naively thought it was a farce.
Though, even if it was a farce, it was a farce of the Gods.
He had to play along with Tanya.
"Just think about what you care about and place your hand on the crystal ball!"
Tanya ordered.
When she saw Ren put his hand on the crystal ball as instructed, Tanya heaved a long breath of relief in her heart.
"It's not that hard!"
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