Rassho Temple?!
Kieran squinted his eyes.
He never would have thought the place where the terrifying aura came from would be Rassho Temple!
Looking at the pursuers that followed him from the back mirror and then at Rassho Temple in front, Kieran's squinted eyes were glimmering with an unusual glare.
"Alright, let's stop here.
I'll have to move forward alone from here on out! "
Kieran turned to Oaker and said.
Without further ado, Oaker stopped the car right away.
Oaker knew very well that there were some things that he couldn't meddle in.
"These are for you, consider it a parting gift.
If … you don't want it, throw it in the trash can. "
After getting out of the car, Kieran tossed the prize money he got from the Funeral Society through the rolled down window.
The paper money was no different from paper to Kieran.
Other than taking up space and increasing the weight of the paper money inside [Crimson Ghost Stomach], it was useless.
However, it was different for Oaker, at least it could make his poor life a little better.
When Kieran was watching the recording, although Oaker described the place nicely, through some observations, Kieran was sure that Oaker was staying at that place.
Even though Oaker tried to cover it up a little, it was too obvious for Kieran who had [Tracking].
Of course, the prize money that Kieran tossed in wasn't all of it.
Kieran even left some money for his living expenses if necessary.
Oaker looked at the bag that Kieran tossed in and Kieran who turned around and left.
From the seams of the bag, Oaker knew what it was.
Oaker frowned hard and looked hesitant.
Three to four seconds later, he let out a heavy sigh.
Kieran might not need it but his …
He needed it!
"Thanks!"
Oaker rolled down the window and shouted at Kieran's back.
Kieran didn't turn around, he waved his right hand.
The engine roared as Oaker drove off.
However, a car was following closely behind.
Tssss!
As the rubber rubbed against the ground, the stench of feet wafted into the air.
Ditko, the hunter from the Funeral Society, came down from the car. He then turned around and opened the door of the backseat. An extremely handsome young man with a heavy mature presence came down from the car.
He wore a khaki trench coat with a dark suit underneath. There was no tie, and the leather shoes on his feet were as smooth as a mirror, just like his exposed forehead.
Her long hair, which was supposed to cover her face, was neatly combed to the back.
A lit cigarette was held between the middle and index fingers of the man's left hand.
The smoke was faintly discernible, making the person in front of him feel like he was in a dream.
This person looked at Kieran's back and slowly walked over, standing shoulder to shoulder with Kieran.
"Surprised?"
The other party spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was not unpleasant to hear.
"En!"
Kieran nodded.
He wasn't lying, he was really shocked by Rassho Temple before his eyes. Based on the books that he read, Rassho Temple shouldn't look like this … dilapidated temple.
Not only was the plaque mottled, even the walls around the temple had cracks due to years of disrepair.
As for the two open doors, they were completely branded with the marks of time. A gust of wind would probably cause one of them to fall off.
Through the door, Kieran could see the weeds all over the place.
The flourishing weeds had covered the original stone floor.
A temple like this was totally different from what Kieran knew.
"You can't just look at the surface!"
The person beside Kieran said slowly.
"Like?"
Kieran turned around with a smile and looked at the Funeral Society member before him.
He knew the man had a double meaning in his words.
As for why?
Other than Ai Little, there was no other possibility.
In fact, after confirming the stalker was a member of the Funeral Society, Kieran had more guesses in his heart.
His guesses weren't related to the guidance of those who seemed to be related to him.
No matter if it was Artitelgar or Ditko from before, they were all the same.
Kieran would never trust anyone.
He would only trust his own judgment.
Though, if he could get more information, Kieran wouldn't mind.
"For example … I want to invite you to be my guest. It won't take long, around four to five weeks."
Unfortunately, the person beside Kieran didn't fall for the bait, instead, he said in a joking tone.
His tone was joking but his tone was extremely serious.
"What if I don't want to?"
Kieran replied with a smile.
“2567！ Do you know who you are talking to?
This is one of the 21 Fiend Exorcists, Lord Ren!
You … You have to agree to Lord Ren's request! "
Ditko spoke first.
His voice went from high to low and even sounded like he was begging.
The reminder in his words was obvious.
"Because of the life saving debt that can't be considered?"
Kieran looked at Ditko with a strange gaze.
He really didn't think there would be such a person in the Funeral Society.
After all, Lee had left a deep impression on him.
It was deep to the point that Kieran was biased.
But even though he noticed the difference, Kieran didn't want to change his mind just because of Lee.
He shook his head.
Kieran rejected firmly.
"2567 …"
Ditko was anxious and wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Ren.
Ren looked at Ditko, took a deep breath and said, "Ditko, you are putting me in a difficult position!"
"I'm sorry, my lord!
I … "
"Fine, let's do it!"
The Fiend Exorcist interrupted Ditko again.
"Fight me, I'll use only one hand and the time limit is 1 minute. If you win, I promise no one from the Funeral Society will interfere in this matter for the next few months!
Of course, if the time limit is up, it will be considered my loss. "
Ren said.
"So you are repaying Ditko's kindness?"
Kieran looked at the excited Ditko beside him and then at Ren who was smiling.
"I guess so.
After all, he is a subordinate that I picked up from the battlefield after much effort. If I were to attack you directly, he would surely stand in front of you. I can't do it to my own men, so this is all I can do. "
Ren shrugged.
Ditko beside him was moved by Kieran's words. Kieran could even see Ditko's eyes were turning red.
It didn't matter if Ren really thought so or if he was just putting on an act.
Kieran knew Ren was successful.
At least from today onwards, Ditko would follow Ren with all his heart.
But …
What did it have to do with him?
It was just an imperfect plan, it had nothing to do with saving Ditko's life.
Kieran didn't want to bear such a debt of gratitude.
"I'll use both of my hands. There's no time limit. The so-called kindness is just his own wishful thinking. I used [Merman's Meat] to set up a trap to lure more people here … He's just a fish caught in the crossfire!"
Kieran then took a few steps aside after he finished.
After drawing some distance from Ren, Kieran waved at him.
"Come!"
Kieran wasn't used to bullying honest people.
Like how he was never afraid of a battle.
Ren was stunned for a moment.
Then, he laughed out loud.
"Another awkward idiot?"
Although Ren said so, his actions weren't slow at all.
He flicked the cigarette in his hand.
Huu!
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