Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 159: Confessions

The Sunset Temple in Emerald City is no more majestic and solemn than the Grand Temple in Yongxing City, but it is exquisite and exquisite in layout. It is a building based on the pre-historic triumphant style of the old empire and taking into account the mathematical and geometric aesthetics of the new era. masterpiece.

This religious architectural style that seeks to change while maintaining stability proves that the Star Kingdom at the end of the third century was in an era of drastic changes and restlessness. The painful see-saw between the rules and the New Age ideological trend, when you enter, you leave your hometown and thorns are everywhere, and when you retreat, you will linger and wait for death" (Ending Calendar 349 years, Bose Kaandi, "The Difficulties of the Century-The Stars Are Here, or the Empire Is Existing" ? ").

The people who presided over the construction of this temple were two high-level clergymen during the reign of "Jackal" Sumei III: one was the deputy chief of the sacrificial department who was proficient in history and theology, and the other was proficient in mathematics and architecture. Deputy Bishop of the Ministry of Missions.

In that era, their cooperation and the completion of this temple in the Emerald City are one of the results and signs of the religious reconciliation between the Sacrifice Department and the Mission Department in the sunset belief system, which proves that the Star Kingdom has been repeated for a long time. A century of **** religious disputes-the "sacrificial religious dispute" has finally come to an end.

(There is a document starting with the "cutting" Tormund IV ignoring the oracle appointment of the chief priest Lydia Canxing, intervening in the affairs of the temple, and arbitrarily appointing Archbishop Nereif's "false promise". It marks this religious sectarian dispute as the "Split of Saints." However, because of the orthodox controversy of the "Curced" king and the bad impression of him by court historians, this historical term has been widely accepted by court historians. It’s better to have a book written on paper by the “cutting the thorns” king, and the “sacrifice-to-teaching controversy” is widespread.)

(There are also scholars in later generations who believe that the roots of the sacrificial controversy can be traced back to the "broken line" Sumei II, who believes that he was crowned king as a religious scholar, and non-family hereditary priests are in the sunset temple His status gradually improved, step by step, and finally threatened the sacred and inviolable interpretation of the oracle and the power of sacrificial presiding.)

Under the mediation of King "Jackal" (and perhaps the threat of Eastland invaders), the supreme authority of Sunset Faith—the Temple of Sunset officially divides the family peacefully:

The Sacrifice Department was able to exclusively enjoy the traditional old name of the "shrine", and all the priests of the sunset in the kingdom were under the control of the chief priest of the sunset.

The Ministry of Missions left the temple and was renamed the "church" independently, and the headed Archbishop of Sunset has the right to appoint the priests of the dioceses responsible for missions.

In this way, the temple and the church worship the sunset, one is close to God, the other is close to people, and separates the sacred and secular affairs. They recognize each other but do not belong to each other, and the powers are divided regardless of respect and inferiority.

As a condition of reconciliation, the priests no longer use the names of "heresy," "disagreement," "depraved," and "devil bewitched," to attack and persecute dissident believers, and tolerate interpretations of doctrine; The "line" sign was removed from the religious robe, no longer claiming freedom of interpretation, and abandoning incitement of the lower-level clergy to fight against the priests and lords.

As for those sensitive questions that have caused countless **** storms, such as "The truth is in the holy way or hidden in the commonplace", "Where are the altars and churches closer to God", and "Who is more qualified to speak for God?" "," Religious controversies such as "the chief priest and the archbishop, which is higher, lower, lighter and heavier", have been put on hold or even avoided.

Because peace requires mutual trust, but trust requires compromise.

And this meaningful temple became the first, and probably the only religious building shared by the temple and church, priests and priests. The sacrificial ceremonies and church sermons of the Emerald City are all performed here.

At this moment, as one of the most distinguished guests, Thales is sitting on the admiration platform in the front row of the altar of the temple, looking solemnly at the statue of the goddess of the setting sun-well, compared to Yongxing City The look in the temple that stares at you is about to stare at you. Is her face here gentler and more human?

Behind him, separated by nearly ten meters, countless nobles and people with identities filled the remaining guests in front of the altar. On the contrary, the dress is white and light-colored). Watching the priest of the Temple of the Emerald City circulate and frustrate, he quietly read out a long sacrificial essay, preparing to begin public prayer.

Tyles secretly turned his head, and in the first row of people saw the father and son of Count Lassia in Zedi, Count Javier in Yanbi Port, and the long smiling face of Qingdao Earl Shukader at all times—and The demon twins of Karabyyang's family, only saw the two of them raise their fans (this time the words on the above were replaced with "sunset blessing, everything you have" and "sunset blessing, success and fame") covering their faces, secretly towards Thales in front He blinked, but Miranda who was beside them gave an "um", and the two sisters sat downright without squinting.

Thyls gave Mira a thumbs up.

I don’t know why, Teres clearly felt that the Karabyan twins were pleasing to the eye yesterday, but when I saw it today, I felt a headache again.

But he won't have the headache soon.

Because at the very end of the first row, Sheila Kevin Deere still looks awake, with her knees resting on her elbows, her chin resting listlessly, and her head chanting by the priests. The solemn atmosphere of the Shenghe Temple undulates.

Noting Thales’ gaze, the round-faced girl lifted up, quietly opened her palm, and blocked the light source—the hideous face of "Soul Bone Jacques" smiled at him again.

Oops.

Thyls looked back quickly.

Actually, when I think about it, Kai'Sa and Kina are still very good.

"I heard that you sent people to prison early in the morning." A familiar figure entered the temple under the attention of the public, came to Thales, lowered his voice, and said indifferently, "for Dagori Mo The death of Si."

Thyls seemed to be poured cold water, and his mood sank.

The prince snorted in a low voice:

"So you know."

Jenn did not sit down, but respectfully bowed to the statue of the goddess of the setting sun and prayed.

Thyls had to stand up and follow him to avoid being criticized by the Duke of Xinghu for being domineering and deceiving his mind-so under the chain reaction, there was a crackling seat crash from the rear, and the believers stood up one after another. , Hurriedly prayed.

Jen's expression has not changed:

"I'm going to tell you, Thales, about the wine merchant's accident..."

"Yes, that's the prison of the Emerald City, your prison," Thales sneered and sarcastically, "it is indeed up to you to tell me."

Jen was silent for a while and whispered:

"I admit that it was my subordinates' inefficient care—no, that was my negligence."

Thyls raised his eyebrows: "It's just a negligence? Nothing else?"

"Sorrow and change."

"Festival Ni—"

The angry and frustrated Thales took a deep breath, remembering that this was in the temple anyway.

"Chenghui Mingshen, carrying light on the holy day, the goddess' endless grace, the sunset shining boundlessly, may bless my kingdom and protect this city, just as you have cared for King Hyman and Queen Regina, saving countless lives in the war Of..."

In front of the altar, priests stepped out from both sides of the altar, raised candles to follow one by one, and followed the master's singing and prayed rhythmically. The believers also followed and prayed respectfully.

No one noticed that the two dukes were facing each other silently on the most honorable viewing platform.

"Sergeant Caguire told me that Dagori Moss was found dead in the prison at midnight last night," Thales glanced at Jayne next to him and spoke in a low voice during the religious chants over and over. , "But my subordinates got the news around midnight last night-I still remember the fireworks of the celebration."

The Duke of Iris opened his eyes in a gesture of prayer, his eyes full of spirit.

"Knowing so quickly, it seems that your Star Lake Guard is well informed."

"On the contrary, I know what my subordinates are capable of," Thales responded coldly, "In the Emerald City, where I am not familiar with life, the news from the prison to me must have been lagging for a long time: Dagori’s Death will only be earlier than zero, and much earlier."

Jenn's eyes sharpened, but he didn't answer.

"But the prison still reported that it was found at zero point, why?"

Thyls thought of Miranda and their return, squinted and asked:

"In other words, why did the prison revise or lie about the time of the crime?"

Misreporting the time...

Jane looked at the priests in front of the altar quietly. After a while, he smiled and said:

"I don't know the specifics. But I guess they modified the time of the case to cover up the prison's own dereliction of duty. Don't worry, I will take care of the relevant departments--"

"Enough."

Tyles interrupted him coldly:

"The Goddess of the Sunset—literally—on top, so don’t lie."

The Duke of South Bank moved his eyes, but his smile remained unchanged:

"I don't understand?"

The prince shook his head: "Three times."

"What three times?"

Thyls sneered: "At last night's competition banquet, we talked a lot about the topic from the history of each guest to the past and current situation of the Emerald City."

"But there is only one thing, Xiao Huahua, you have intentionally or unconsciously raised it three times."

Jane was a little confused at first, but he quickly remembered something, and his pupils shrank!

In the temple, religious chants gradually sink.

"Yes, you mentioned the wine merchant, Dagori Moss." After the public prayer, Thales raised his head and sat down slowly, saying every word, "three times."

"Not everyone can make our South Bank Guardian Duke miss that for so long-sit down and stop torturing those behind."

Jen's expression is serious and solemn, but after a few seconds, he still takes his seat slowly.

So behind the entire temple, there was a rustling sound of sitting.

On the altar, the candlestick in front of the priest of the temple slammed, and the flame turned silver.

While the believers were whispering, the master priest calmly waited for the priests and apprentices to put on the ritual gloves embroidered with the emblem of the sunset, and then took the dinner plate of the deputy, and tore the sacrament—the fine grain bread— A piece, solemnly and skillfully passed over the silver candlelight, and served it on the silver dinner plate handed by the next priest.

On the most noble viewing platform, although Thales was staring at the priest’s movements, his words remained true to the subject:

"Even when I asked if I should release Moss last night, you hurriedly changed the subject with Miranda, pretending to be fascinated by her beauty after disguising."

Jen snorted softly:

"Really, I don't remember anymore."

The sacrament ceremony began, and the two diocese deputy priests came forward, neither humble nor overbearing, and presented the first two sacraments roasted with the sacred fire of the setting sun on silver plates and handed them to the two dukes.

"It's okay, I'll remember it for you, and it's more than this."

Thyls picked up the silver plate, picked up the small piece of sacrament, and bit it into his mouth—the taste was not as good as Kongming Palace.

Jane served the sacrament solemnly but freely, demonstrating an etiquette that was many times more orthodox than the Duke of Xinghu, Thales even suspected that he swallowed his stomach without even chewing, so that he could face and suffer.

"At the royal banquet, before Anke Bailar showed off the dagger of unknown origin, and called out for their land problems, it was also a young and promising duke who came up eagerly and came up with me. Talking about the vassal’s land issue."

Tyles squinted his eyes:

"What you said reflects what you think, should you always remember this?"

Jen's brows tightened imperceptibly.

"Tell me, Lord Jen, why did you mention Dagori Moss at the fight last night?"

Thyls spoke softly, but his words were sharp:

"Unless you knew it well at that time-Moss is dead, and the line is just testing me."

Jen stood up gently, smiled and offered the silver plate back to the priest:

"Tels..."

But regardless of the prince, the silver plate in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, which shocked many people.

The Duke of South Bank had to smile apologetically, and took the prince’s dinner plate without hesitation, gave it to the priest gently, and returned to his seat.

"So, Xiao Huahua, you have a ghost in your heart, but even if you knew it early, you pretended to finish the battle banquet pretentiously and pretended to hide the news of Moss' death from me throughout the process." /

Thyls endured the unhappiness in the words:

"You even told the prisoners to cover their tracks, including changing the time of the crime to zero, in order not to arouse my suspicion, and thus confuse me to believe: Dagori was indeed true and died of ordinary suicide or Vendetta?"

Jenn took a deep breath and smiled in response to every believer who walked past him and offered silver platter to the priest.

"Why?"

Thyls clenched his teeth tightly:

"Dagory Moss, what reason does he have to die?"

The last believer returned to his seat, the master priest's serious expression relaxed, and he smiled and announced the end of the sacrament ceremony.

Only the distinguished believers gathered together, the quiet and solemn atmosphere was broken, and the voices of conversation and greetings one after another.

"It's ridiculous."

For the first time, Jen hits back at Thales coldly:

"Moss is a defector, doing things for me, but using my resources to steal money that belongs to me. Even as a businessman, he is also a scumbag. Since entering the wine business, he has been abducted and deceived countless people. It's not a pity to die."

While no one was paying attention, the Duke gave him a fierce look:

"And when you were involved with him last time, it was just a mess for nothing, so why bother?"

"This is not my question just now," Thales didn't take him anymore. "What I asked was: last night, why did you kill him?"

Jen's expression changed.

He stood up abruptly, startled a few guests who were preparing to greet the Duke.

"This is not a place to talk," Duke Iris glanced at Thales, "Come with me."

After saying this, Jen turned and left, with a gloomy face all the way, nodding his head to the greetings of others, and did not answer.

Thyls snorted coldly and stood up to follow, without any fear.

Now, everyone can see that there is another problem between the two dukes.

Faced with two different levels of aura but equally bad, no one dared to come forward and talk, even the demon twins shrank back while whispering to each other, both raised their hand fans, and turned out their backs—" Kasakina, count as Cohn if you add the head; if you eliminate disasters, you will be able to live a safe life."

The believers in the temple began to whisper cautiously again. Amidst the noise, one could vaguely hear a few vague words, such as "enemies from sisters", "brothers' mistakes", and "to bully men and women" ", "Northern Barbarians" or something...

Tyles followed Jaen up to the second floor of the temple, who pushed open a door, and inside it was a rather private and noble confession room-two small wooden partitions connected with each other by sound-transmitting panels In between, Jen opened the door of one of the compartments without hesitation.

Tyles frowned, fanning away the pungent smell-a sparse hair, ruddy face, from top to bottom exuding a rich sunset. The priest sat comfortably in the cubicle with his big belly erected. The metal hose in his hand was hung up and down.

"Chadwi?"

The rich priest who was smoking, about 50 years old, opened his eyes when he heard the words, jumped up from the confession room, and bumped his head against the door panel.

"Ah, Lord Duke! Your Royal Highness!"

Priest Chadvi burst into tears, but he couldn't take care of a lot. He looked flustered and hurriedly stuffed the hookah into his robe:

"My one is...I am preparing for a later confession, and I need to enter a state of absolute rationality and calm..."

But Jayne was not polite and pulled him out of the confession compartment:

"Go out, guard the door, don't let anyone come near."

Chadwei held the hookah awkwardly, a little dazed:

"But I will make a confession to the nobles in a while..."

"From now on, you have confessed to the Duke of South Bank and the second prince. Isn't it enough?" Jane said coldly, "Other people, let them go to another confession room."

Chad Wei was stunned for a long time. He looked at Jayne, then at Thales, and finally at the small confession compartment. Suddenly, he was blessed to his soul and suddenly realized.

He is no longer nervous, but shakes his belly, and shows off the hookah openly, smiling evilly:

"Well, Lord Duke, the goddess of sunset won't forgive us for cheating, unless..."

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

"Go out, now, Chadvi," but Jane's face remained unchanged, but his tone was colder: "The Goddess of Sunset will forgive you for the good deeds of peace with Mrs. Thor, and will not let her son know, let alone let him. Come to you for a life and death duel for the honor of your dead father."

The priest of Chadvi petrified instantly.

"Huh?" Jen raised his eyebrows.

The next second, the Priest Chadvi who had reacted crawled out of the room and slammed the door shut.

Thyls was a little surprised:

"That guy, is Chadvi a priest or a priest? Hey, have I seen him somewhere..."

But Jen just snorted and sat in the compartment on one side.

There was coming and going, so Thales snorted badly, opened the door of another confession compartment, slapped the smell of smoke, and sat down in the darkness in the compartment.

"Now I can talk--"

But before Thales finished speaking, the figure in the other compartment shook.

Jane opened the compartment door with a slap, then came to Thales's compartment, opened the door and squeezed in.

"Go to the side." The Duke said coldly.

"Hey!"

Tyles was pushed aside by Jayne, gritted his teeth:

"There is no space over there..."

"Smoke smells." Jayne's eyes were displeased, and his words were concise.

Thyls was startled.

"People who smoke, shouldn't be afraid of the smell of smoke anymore?"

"People who have been poor, shouldn't be afraid of being poor anymore?"

Talston is speechless.

So, the Duke of Star Lake and the Duke of South Bank angrily squeezed into the small warning compartment, glaring in the dark—to listen to each other's snort.

"I didn't kill him."

Jane gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't kill Dagori Moss, or instruct others to kill him."

Thyls shook his head in disdain:

"Come on, I'm here, what's the point of quibbling--"

Jane's breathing increased:

"For the sake of the setting sun, I swear by the last name of Kevin Deere! When the prisoners reported the news, Thales Canxing, I was as shocked as you!"

Thyls's words were stagnant.

Just listen to the anger of the Duke of South Bank in the dark;

"Dagory Moss may be a **** of Secret Science, but he is already in my prison and is at my disposal. Why should I make this extra effort? Kill him in the prison and come back to make up with you Excuse me, ask for trouble?"

Thyls frowned, thinking a little bit.

"But your people tampered with or even concealed the case, from the time to the scene, from the suspect to the facts, including the report of Caguire," the prince said systematically, "They made a murder case a suicide. The case is suppressed-Moss is not an ordinary criminal, they dare not do it privately, this can only be instructed by you."

"Yes."

This time, Jane confessed generously without any concealment:

"To maintain stability."

"Stable?" Thales smiled sarcastically.

"The wine merchant went to jail because of our contradictions. He was murdered and will become the center of public opinion," Jann resisted his anger and explained patiently. Disturbing the beginning of the Emerald Celebration, guests don’t need to know."

"Let's lie to the ghost! The guests don't need to know, but what about me? You even make up stories after the fact to cover up the truth just to get me? Vendetta? Bah!" Thales said.

"The story was just used—"

"Enough! Xiaohuahua, I'm tired of going around with you. Regarding the death of Dagori Moss, why on earth do you have to keep it from me all night?"

"You!"

Thyls nodded angrily: "Yes!"

Jane said angrily: "No, you!"

"Yes, me!"

"No, no, no! I mean, you, it's you!"

Thyls is inexplicable: "What's wrong with me?"

Jen became angry for a while.

He took a deep breath and raised his index finger: "No—I mean, because of you! Because I am worried that it is you!"

Thyls was stunned:

"What? Worry about me?"

Jane took a few breaths and finally stabilized his emotions.

"Well, this is the end of the matter, I will ask directly."

He turned to Thales in the dark, his eyes cold and quiet:

"Dagory Moss, did you kill him, Thales?"

Huh?

I killed it?

Thyls froze for a moment:

"What?"

Jen snorted coldly:

"Did your people kill it? Or did you instruct your subordinates or someone outside the palace to go to prison and kill him?"

Thyls reacted and angrily denied:

"What are you talking about—of course not!"

"Do you know it beforehand? At least at the banquet?" Jayne was suspicious and pressed on.

"No! This should be my question for you!"

Jen sneered sarcastically.

"Then you, or your ‘good friends’ in the Secret Department, are there any conspiracy plans that revolve around the death of Moss to deal with me?"

My "good friends"......

The image of the round-faced girl appeared before his eyes, and Tellston choked.

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

In the darkness, Jen was silent for a while.

"Huh, even if you want to," the Duke of South Bank said in a cold voice, with disdain, "You are so awkward and stupid...and you don't look like you have the ability to help the Kingdom's secret branch conspiracy."

"You--"

Thyls tried his best to stabilize his emotions by relying on the crime of the prison river:

"Wait, you mean, you are hiding from me because you suspect me?"

"Last night was a contending banquet, which was highly anticipated," Jen said as expected, "As I said, if your father wants to do it, that's a good opportunity."

"As for me, I can't be too suspicious and careful."

Thyls exhaled in disbelief:

"So you even suspect that I did the death of Dagori?"

"Nonsense, that wine merchant took the initiative to find you, Your Royal Highness!"

Jen is not very angry, and scolds:

"You brought him into the city! It was you who came to tell me that he was from the Secret Division! He was in jail and you are still interrogating him! So, of course, when Dagori Moss was fighting strangely When the banquet’s bones are dead, yes, I have ten thousand reasons, and the first one should doubt you!"

Thyls gasped in anger:

"I—did you **** brains?"

But Jain is not showing any weakness:

"Don't forget, you are a **** star! Who knows if you did it? Or someone who is in the same camp as you did it? Who knows if you are going to make trouble on this matter at the banquet? Yes. Didn’t I prepare a conspiracy that I caught off guard? Who knows if Moss’ death was the butcher knife, and you happen to be the one who held the knife!"

"Me?"

Tyles took a deep breath and looked around with anger, but only saw darkness.

"I stood by your side last night and analyzed with you the possible conspiracy of my father and the Kingdom's Secret Division! Vigilant and vigilant all night! Until the end of the banquet!"

Jen sarcastically said:

"Yes, undercover agents and spies will do the same, and promise to be more like that than you!"

Thyls is very angry and laughs back:

"And we even discussed the weaknesses of the Emerald City together-well, even if you have questions and doubts, you could have asked me directly!"

"Ask you? Ask you what? "Hey, Thales, happy battle feast, who did you just kill?"

"You can at least try!"

Tyles angrily said: "Are you a dumb? Even'Faceless Cork' has at least an open mouth to use! My dumb men can use sign language!"

"Can I try?"

Jane is obviously getting angry too, in the cubicle, he no longer cares about etiquette:

"Yes, I can, of course I can! But I chose not to try-because you can't tm!"

"What? I can't?"

The Duke of South Bank shakes his hand with hatred:

"Oh, don’t pretend to be garlic, Thales, we’ve been fighting for seven years, I know you too well-if I smile at the battle, tell you this lightly, tell you Moss is dead Now, let me tell you that your good toy, the good wine merchant, was destroyed and lost... Isn’t it the first to be the first to have an overwhelming sympathy, excess sense of justice, or pretending to be hypocritical like a enthusiastic saint like Prince Thales? Doubt me?"

"I—"

"Isn’t it the first to suspect that I’m guarding myself, suspect that I’m cruel, suspect that my thief calls to catch the thief, suspect that I secretly killed Moss?"

"You--"

"Don’t you come to Xingshi with upright and indignant guilt, asking me what’s going on—just like just now, throwing a plate in public in the Temple of Setting Sun, showing me your face? And like now, Indiscriminately, yelling at me?"

"Jean Kevin Deere," Thales tried to adjust his breathing, gritted his teeth bit by bit, "You tm mean it?"

"It's more than your height!"

"Worri you--"

"And last night was the competition feast, it was the opening of the jade celebration! Kevin Deere's century-old tradition!"

Jen is angry:

"Who knows if a well-known troublemaker like you, a famous catastrophe, will ruin my banquet, my ancestors have never had a banquet for generations!

"Who knows if you suddenly had a mental disorder and threw a sword in public like at a royal banquet.'Did you bring it?' Or like in the Fuxing Palace and the Imperial Conference, for An insignificant kidnapping and extortion criminal who broke into the palace and rebelled? Even in front of all the guests at the banquet, it was difficult for anyone to deal with the unimaginable big chaos—'No, everyone from the Emerald City will comment, good Jain Broken, did you break the cute and poor little bartender man pet on my bed!'?"

Jenn squeezed his throat to learn from Thales, the effect is both funny and ridiculous, but it is a pity that the Duke of Xinghu himself is not among the audience that can appreciate it.

"I am not—what a joke!"

Tyles beats the door in anger:

"You know I won't do that, let alone say that, and won't ruin your banquet!"

"No, I don't know!"

Jane retorted vigorously:

"But even if I know it, I don't know if others will!"

"Others?"

"Yes! I don’t know other people, such as whether your father has any successors! I don’t know if the Kingdom Secret Division will be the subject of this, using your temper and personality to make a fuss, without you even knowing it. Provocative calculations take the opportunity to attack-who dares to say that it will not be like this? Do you dare to say? Do you know? Can you guarantee it?"

Thyls is still angry:

"But if you come to me and tell me the truth, I can at least guarantee—"

"You tm is just a poor ghost prince who has no power, no roots, no foundation, and is disgusted by his father. His **** is bigger than his head. You can guarantee a fart!"

"You—yes, I’m poor! But I have a bargaining chip, I have the support of my subordinates, and they can maintain the scene, at least I can guarantee..."

"Oh, your subordinate? The one who came to the main hall shamelessly every day grabbed the free high-priced clear spring drink in Tairen State, and then went to have fun with the dudes, and every time he came back to look for a credit. Danny Doyle from Shford?"

"You—he, D.D. He just... don't just stare at him!"

Tyles and Jane finished the round of quarrel, the topic was a little bit off, and the roar was a little tired, and the air in the confession compartment was dull, both of them were panting, and they could not help but cease the war tacitly.

After a few seconds, Jen finally passed away.

"So, it's about the traditions of the entire Emerald City and the face of Kevin Deere, as well as the safety and rule of Iris."

He is blunt and honest:

"At the banquet, the safest and most reliable way I could think of at the time was to suppress the death of Moss and turn it into an ordinary suicide case. No one cares, and no one can use it to make a fuss, including our enemies."

Thyls could not help but sneered:

"You mean to include me?"

"I said, this is for the overall situation, for stability! Facts have also proved that this is successful, everything is normal that night!"

Jane repeated it again and again, gritted his teeth:

"I was going to tell you afterwards, in a more secure and rational way, rather than arbitrarily..."

"Oh, of course, let Caguire come to tell me afterwards that Moss was just killed by a few debt gangsters seeking revenge? And I don’t have to worry about it anymore, just go back to my room and sleep—this It's really safe and rational!"

Thyls yells again:

"If it weren't for me, who insisted on investigating, would you be prepared to treat me as a fool and keep in the dark, and wait until the catastrophe is imminent before pushing me out to block the knife?"

Jane snorted disdainfully when he heard the words, waved his hand:

"Sure enough, my guess was fulfilled. Look at your temper of the kid who was snatched from lollipop-how do you expect me to believe you?"

"Return the original words!"

Thyls said bitterly:

"Since you treat me as a fool, you'd better prepare to be annoyed to death by the child's temper! Friendly reminder, the last person to eat this child's temper was called Charman Lun——"

Boom!

There was a loud noise and the compartment door of the confession room was opened.

In the next second, a monster with moist red whiskers rushed to the door, opened a huge mouthful of slime to the shocked two people, and made a disgusting sucking sound:

"Crumpling~"

At the moment of his death, Jann roared and grabbed the monster's face and pulled its skin off:

"Get out!!!"

Boom!

With a muffled noise, Jen threw the monster skin on his hand to his feet, glaring at the confused, round-faced freckled girl in front of him.

Time seems to stand still.

Several seconds later, Hille Kevin Deere blinked, lowered her head indifferently, and picked up the wet holster:

"Well, this is a sucker, it is said that it was a long time ago..."

"Fuck off! Don't you understand!" Jayne was still angry, and interrupted her with a big drink.

Hile shrugged, a little helpless.

"Well, well, why are you so fierce, alas, it was finally brought in."

She grabbed the holster of the sucker~IndoMTL.com~, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it under the skirt, turned and left: "Oh, there is no way to meet a boring audience who doesn't know how to appreciate and doesn't want to cooperate..."

Before leaving, Hillary glanced at Thales reluctantly:

"Forget it, the performance can't be successful every time."

Seeing Hille swaying out of the room, the Duke of Iris grunted and closed the door of the confession compartment.

"The wild girl who lacks discipline!"

Jen cursed bitterly and turned his head:

"In short, we are now—you, what are you doing in the corner?"

Under the strange gaze of the Duke of South Bank, Thales slowly straightened up his waist and raised his head, wiped the sweat on his face, expressionless:

"Tie shoelaces."

(End of this chapter)