The red moon returns

Chapter 381 A New Morning
"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, Her Royal Highness the Princess was attacked in public, but fortunately she was blessed by the Fallen Moon God and was safe and sound."

"The princess's killer is suspected to be mentally ill, and his old friends said he had already lost his mind."

"The murderer is a traitor of the Church of the Sun. His actions are suspected to be directed by someone. The wanted criminal organization Skull Island has claimed responsibility for this. Sources say the real instigator is in Rhine, but his identity is too high to be disclosed."

"Mr. Grant, the Speaker of the House of Commons, angrily publicly condemned the murderer's atrocities."

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, a new knight is born. Detective Lynch Leviev is knighted, becoming the only new nobleman in the kingdom in a hundred years."

"The new knight has a close relationship with the eldest daughter of the Earl's family, the Valente family. Miss Valente publicly declared that the new knight is her most trusted friend."

"Sir Leviev bravely rescued the princess. Sources say he is expected to become the youngest recipient of the Order of the Golden Rose."

"The Governor was furious and vowed to..."

"Sir Leviev's former landlord said that he had always been optimistic about this brave and resourceful..."

"The professor who once taught Sir Leviev said..."

On July 1399, 7, in the rising sun, the name of Sir Lynch Lviv spread throughout the city along with fifteen newspapers published in Rhine City.

Who is Lynch Leviev? This used to be a difficult question because not many people knew this name before, but it won't be long before it becomes a name that everyone knows.

The kingdom's rising star, the newly promoted knight, not only monopolized the first dance of Her Royal Highness the Princess, but also had an ambiguous relationship with the noble lady, monopolized the first dance of the noble lady, and took the opportunity to tease all the onlookers.

On the day he was conferred the title, he bravely rescued the princess who was being assassinated in public, and even caused strange changes in the celestial phenomena.

Each incident was so legendary that bards would write stories and sing them in bars, and with the sensational news of the princess' assassination, the name would be more easily heard by everyone.

When Sir Lynch Leviev woke up from his familiar big bed, smelling the scent of sunlight on his quilt, the sunlight had already filled the bedroom on the second floor of No. 221 Villa Street. He stared around blankly with his eyes open, and his numb brain slowly recovered its function.

I drank a little too much last night.

After the discussion last night, Lynch was liberated, but not completely liberated.

The newly promoted knight who bravely rescued the princess was naturally the hottest figure in the venue and the focus of everyone's pursuit. For a time, nobles, wealthy people, common people, and reporters all wanted to come up and have a drink with him and compliment him.

You can't hit someone who smiles at you. You definitely can't let them go at this time. Lynch is not as skilled as Diana. Diana didn't follow Lynch at this time to avoid suspicion. In the end, he could only accept everyone and give them a glass of wine.

I felt a little guilty at first, but after a few drinks I thought that there were only a few thousand people at the venue, so I could just keep drinking. Who’s afraid of who? They can still…

Then the consciousness stays at this moment.

In fact, he still had some consciousness left, but his brain was a little clumsy. He still remembered that the landlady and little Martha brought him back, without paying for the freight, in the carriage of the Duke's Mansion. He also remembered that the landlady hugged little Martha on the way, and they kept looking at him and crying, but in the end they said nothing, just unloaded him on the bed, took off his clothes, and the mother and daughter left silently.

You're too worried.

Lynch knew very well why they were crying, but he was not bothered by it. He raised his middle finger in self-mockery at the reflection of the scumbag in the window, then jumped out of bed and put on casual clothes.

The party is over, but life goes on.

An appointment has been made with Ms. Nightingale and her friends to go to Qiwuli to plant grass on July 7nd.

It sounds dangerous, but it's actually not too difficult.

They only planted flowers in it for three days, and it would take four and a half days for the city to be breached. So they were relatively safe, and as long as they could suppress the out-of-control strange objects in advance, they would not need to confront a large group of ghouls head-on.

Lynch's greatest reliance is his high level of inspiration, which allows him to easily read the conditions for suppression. Therefore, in Lynch's view, with the thigh of the cultist Judy, the ring that had just been used, Miss Valente's box of munitions, and Natalie's humanoid munitions, as long as nothing unexpected happens, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Forget it, I'd better not think about such suicidal things. Besides, why do even I treat myself as a ring stand? I must have some other uses.

Oh, yes, wooden emotional conditions read the machine and flower fertilizer, I am awesome.

Touching his precarious neck, Lynch complained to himself madly in his heart, then stretched hard and pushed open the bedroom window.

In an instant, the shouts of the newsboys in Charles Square reached Lynch's ears. "These damn kids are crazy, what are they shouting so early in the morning? Fortunately, Mrs. Maggie helped me close the window last night."

Lin Qi was overwhelmed for a moment. It was like a devilish sound piercing his ears. I...

"Huh? Why do these things sound so familiar? That stupid name sounds even more familiar. Hahaha, it's okay then."

Bang, Lynch quickly closed the window and ran out of the bedroom with a dry laugh.

It seems that being a celebrity is not that easy. Why do I feel so ashamed when I hear others bragging about their behavior? And there is a secret sense of joy in the shame. Oh no, I hope I have awakened some weird hobby.

No, no, relax. There are many people with the same name and surname. They dare not think that the name is mine. Even if they know it, so what? The one who almost couldn't get the Golden Man in his life can live a strong life, so I have no problem too.

After trying hard to calm the otaku's heart, Lynch just went downstairs and saw the landlord's wife and her daughter in the living room on the first floor.

They got up late today, so the landlady was not busy in the kitchen. Little Martha probably had no classes in the morning and did not go to school. The mother and daughter were muttering something on the sofa, and when they saw Lynch coming down, they immediately got up.

Mrs. Maggie bowed respectfully and said, "Good morning, Sir."

As she spoke, she poked little Martha, who looked reluctant, but under her mother's coercion, she lowered her head and bent her knees slightly like a little lady, pouting and saying sullenly, "Hello, Sir."

Lynch did not stop him, nodded seriously, and asked casually: "Mrs. Maggie, there is a very important question that I want to verify with you."

The landlady's face darkened, and she bit her lip and nodded slightly.

"Our full address is 221 Villa Street, Charles Square."

"Ah?" Mrs. Maggie looked puzzled, but she still responded subconsciously: "Yes, what's the problem?"

"No problem. I'll go print some new business cards and put the new title on them. But I'm afraid I've printed the wrong address, so I'll double-check. After all, these business cards will probably be used for many years, and it would be a waste if I printed the wrong address. That's all money."

"Huh?" Mrs. Maggie said in surprise, her blue eyes wide open, "You want to print the address here? Aren't you planning to move to a better city?"

"Hmm? Do you want me to move out? Have I done anything wrong?"

Lynch pretended to be surprised and said loudly. In fact, he had guessed Mrs. Maggie's thoughts last night when he was half drunk. She just felt that Lynch's status had become a noble, which was out of reach. It was impossible for him to live in the lower-class district of the King's District, let alone live with the poor people of the two King's Districts. She was reluctant to let him move away, and was worried that he would take the Book of Purification away, but she had no right to stop him, so she could only hide aside and complain to herself.

"No, no, how could that be, hahaha." Mrs. Maggie laughed dryly, but the worry between her brows had long disappeared, her beautiful eyes became brighter, and she twisted her fingers excitedly and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, I'll go prepare it for you..."

"No need, I'm going out right now, hey, wait..."

Lynch shrugged and pointed to the kitchen at little Martha:

"Is your mom okay? That's strange."

"Hmph, bad guy." The little thing was smarter than her mother. She saw through Lin Qi's thoughts at a glance and stuck out her tongue playfully.

Tsk, this child is not cute at all.

Lin Qi suddenly became serious and hooked his finger at her: "Come here, I have something to tell you, don't let your mother hear it."

When the little brat came over, Lynch pressed her on his legs and slapped her three times.

"I made you jazzy, I made you reluctant, I made you do stupid things with your mother."

Then, while the little thing wasn't able to react, he ran and ran straight out of the house. Only then did a scream like a banshee's howl sound behind him.

That’s great. I don’t have time to bother with you guys today. I have important things to do.

I also have to meet Natalie and Diana... No, no, I have to go to the Church of Suffering to make final preparations.

Lynch straightened his casual clothes and walked into the sunshine with a smile.

(End of this chapter)