The red moon returns

Chapter 382 Lin Qi's Worries

When Lynch appeared outside the door of the white tower, he automatically ignored the group of girls who surrounded him to ask for donations. The first person he saw was Ms. Nightingale standing at the door and looking up at the sky.

After not seeing her for a few days, the old woman looked even worse, she was visibly tired, and her back was becoming more hunched. It was obvious that the illness had severely drained her energy.

But when she saw Lin Qi, the old woman still showed a kind smile and naturally held a donation box in front of Lin Qi:

"Good morning, Sir Leviev. This is a token of my congratulations on your knighthood."

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"Do you have any misunderstanding about the definition of a gift?"

Lynch rolled his eyes, but he couldn't say no to this respectable old lady, so he took out a shilling, thought about it, and just when he was about to change it into a penny, the shilling was dodged by the old lady. The speed was so fast that Lynch almost suspected that the fatigue she showed was caused by robbing money for no reason.

After mourning the coin that had left him for a second, Lin Qi said, "You've heard about me, too?"

"There aren't many people in Rhine City who haven't heard of it, kid." The old woman's smile was truly kind this time. "I heard you had a hard time yesterday?"

"Uh, do you mean getting as much as you can get? That's really hard work."

"Hahaha, Diana told me everything about last night this morning. It's no use for you to hide it. Thank you for your contribution to this world, kid." The old woman patted Lin Qi's arm and smiled, "If you feel tired, why not rest for a few more days? There's still time."

Lin Qi sighed and raised his chin towards the church: "One was sent in in such a short time. How many people were sick yesterday? Fifty?"

"Not that many." The old woman smiled bitterly, "Forty-five."

"The total number, just counting those in Rhine City, is over 200."

The old woman was silent.

"Such young and beautiful girls all have dark circles under their eyes, and your condition is even worse..." Lin Qi shook his head and did not continue. "We did nothing wrong, but we are also responsible for this matter. If I go back and rest now, I'm afraid I won't be able to close my eyes. Let's do everything according to plan."

"Are you still worried that the disease will turn into a plague?"

Lin Qi sighed. He was really depressed because of some things that he had kept in his heart. He thought for a while and said, "I have never mentioned this to anyone. Even Diana and Natalie didn't tell me in detail. But it's nice to talk to you about it. In fact, I have been plotted against by the Shadow Alliance for the past two months, but I also know them very well. I almost believe that the Shadow Alliance is planning to imitate the great disaster at the end of the First Era, creating plague, war, famine, and death in succession, and finally triggering the apocalypse."

The old woman didn't say anything, but just listened attentively.

"What happened yesterday, what happened to the princess that day, and even Howard's death, should all be part of their plan. The purpose is to ignite the conflict between royal power and civil rights, induce war, and then push the war to the whole world, creating a 'world war'."

"'World War'? You've already come up with a name for it?"

"This is a name passed down from the mythological era of the First Age." Lynch said, "That is to say, the plan has now reached the war stage. What about the plague? They are very sure that I have helped them complete the first step, that is, the plague shells have been launched, but have not yet exploded. The only possibility I can think of is Mordiggian..."

"Hey." The old woman looked at the people around her and glared at Lynch.

"Ahem, it's about the Ghoul King, but you're sure it's just a disease, not a plague." Lynch hesitated for a moment before asking, "Let me confirm with you again, will this disease really not turn into a plague? If it's contagious, it would be terrible. It can be transmitted through bites and scratches."

With Lin Qi's current reputation, the old woman did not dare to ignore his concerns. After thinking for a long time, she saw two carriages coming with constant roars inside, and then she shook her head and said:

"I actually told you at the time, but you may have overlooked it. It's not completely impossible, but the conditions are extremely harsh, close to impossible. The patient I'm waiting for is here, and I need to deal with him first. If you insist on not taking a rest, then go in first. Diana is still waiting for you inside, and your other lover should be here soon, as well as the cultist. You guys go about your business behind closed doors, and I'll come in to find you after I finish dealing with the patient and explain it to you in detail. You can then judge the possibility."

"Yourself? Let me help you." Lynch looked at Nightingale's weak state, and his mouth twitched, "Or let these girls who rob money help." "They still have to rob... and collect donations." The old woman glared at him fiercely, "They are not as idle as me."

"Aren't you also 'raising donations'?" Lin Qi curled his lips. "Didn't the princess bring 20,000 pounds of disaster relief money? Why are you still robbing? You are even standing here to blackmail people."

The old woman gave a subtle smile: "Disaster relief money?"

“No one will skimp on the money, will they?” Lynch’s eyes turned gloomy.

"No, it's because no one dares to deduct money, Rand. Everything must go according to procedures. This way, no one will make mistakes, and no one will have to take the risk of taking responsibility."

Hiss, no matter which world it is, there is such a thing as following procedures. Lynch couldn't help but show a pained expression.

"Hahaha, it's not a big problem. We are already speeding up the process. We will get the first disaster relief funds in another three to five days. Don't worry about us. We are used to fundraising. It's not that difficult."

"Well, in that case, my shilling is--"

"What do you mean by your shilling?" The old woman smiled politely. "That's our shilling."

Hiss, if I wasn’t afraid that you would lie on the ground and blackmail others, I would really hit you.

Looking at the old woman's hunched back, Lynch sighed softly. Just for the saint's dedication, he also wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible.

I hope it’s not too late and the efforts of this true saint won’t be in vain.

When Lynch walked into the reading room of the Church of Suffering, he saw Miss Diana wearing a white nun's robe.

The Countess was sitting in a corner, staring at the bracelet on her wrist, sorting out her arsenal with a focused expression, her long eyelashes blinking, and her profile as delicate as a work of art.

The image of the gorgeous clothes last night was still lingering in Lin Qi's mind, but today it had turned into a simple yet charming holy robe, which made Lin Qi unable to take his eyes off it for a while.

I was just curious about the style and took a few more glances at it, there was nothing else to it.

A dry cough dispelled the evil thoughts and also called back the attention of the Countess. Diana turned her head, bit her lip and smiled at Lynch, saying softly: "You are here so early, Sir. You drank so much last night, I was worried that I would not be able to see you today."

As soon as he saw the girl, Lin Qi's depressed mood immediately became cheerful for some reason, and he even felt that the air filled with the smell of medicine became fresh.

Blinking mischievously, Lynch leaned close to Miss Diana's ear and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret. I was pretending last night, but someone secretly poked my stomach when I was being carried to the carriage and I was discovered."

The countess's face turned red instantly, and she glared at the hateful guy with puffed lips. However, after staring for less than two seconds, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, biting her red lips and raising her slender little fist.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you the real secret." Lynch looked around and saw that there was no one around. He took something out of his pocket and handed it over. "Look at this. It's ours."

The contact of the two hands made Lynch's heart tremble. Miss Diana had taken over his mysterious source. As soon as she took it, a warm crimson light filled the reading room.

“Ah, this thing…”

Flaming red lips.

(End of this chapter)