The red moon returns

Chapter 503 Buzz Buzz

"Don't be nervous. He won't go crazy as long as your friend named Judy doesn't show up here."

Just when Lynch was confused, Nightingale whispered to him:
"That is the Archbishop of Phil, the Lord of Craftsmen, who came from the Manassen Republic in the west. They are sworn enemies with the Blazing Lady. Phil was originally the Lord of Fire and Craftsmen, in charge of two single divine powers at the same time, and was one of the strongest gods. But after his death, Cthugha took away some of his power of fire, and from then on he only had the single power of Craftsmen, and his strength was greatly reduced. Therefore, Phil's followers are very hostile to people who have a relationship with Cthugha, but with your status, no matter what they think in their hearts, they can only say a few words at most, and they must maintain courtesy."

The struggle of faith is troublesome. Can I withstand three punches from him?
Lynch looked at the other person's muscular body, imagined him pulling out a weeping willow tree, and quickly shifted his gaze to another person.

"That's the blue-robed cardinal of Xilin, Lord of the Ocean. Cthulhu, Lord of R'lyeh, doesn't have any conflicts with Xilin. He just sleeps in the deep sea all the time, but most of his followers, the Deep Divers, are pirates who frequently attack ships in the sea. There are also many dangerous sea beasts that were born under the influence of Cthulhu's dreams. I don't know how many sailors have died in their mouths. Most of the sailors believe in Xilin, so... But how do you have a relationship with Cthulhu? You don't know the Deep Divers, do you?"

"Coincidences are all coincidences."

Lynch touched the side of his face that had been kissed by the little Diver, and smiled awkwardly. I wouldn't tell you that I still have the marks of the cat goddess Bastet and the yellow king Hastur on my body. Oh, by the way, there's a dog chasing me. If you add the gaze of the Swelling Girl, I can even have a substitute when playing basketball. It's really fucking lively.

Lynch sighed, put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and nodded to the two high-ranking priests who were neither happy nor angry: "I am a follower of Crimson Moon, that's all."

The two stared at Lynch for a moment and nodded slightly. The lady who served the ocean said softly, "This is the best. The contradictions between the supreme wills are intricate. As unrelated mortals, it is the wisest choice to wait and see. Thank you for everything you have done for this world, Sir Leviev. May the blessings of the sea tide always be with you. The Lord is with you and me."

The two representatives of Dust and Wind Lord Cero and Earth Goddess Kaia had met at the dock before. They were smiling and nodding to Lynch. The representative of Plant Lord Flanda was also a cardinal. His hair was tied up with messy wild flowers, but he looked to be in his twenties. He was youthful and cute.

However, when he saw that she was standing right next to the Pope of Happy Girl Mika, Lynch immediately labeled her as someone to be kept away from, and decided not to have anything to do with her in his life.

"That won't do." A young voice came from the side, full of vitality and as clear as a spring, "You killed a child of the Lord, I will not let you go."

Damn, who is it? You scared me.

Lin Qi turned around and found that a potted plant next to him was talking to him, and its branches were even akimbo.

What the hell is this? And what is that?

But it did seem a little familiar, and Lynch immediately recalled his experience in the Graaki Tomb.

Oh, it should refer to the explorer named Carl. It turns out that he is Miranda's follower.

Wait, I didn't kill him, why are you blaming me?

"Because you're the easiest to bully. Otherwise, why would you let me go looking for trouble with the dead? It's easy to make me forget about revenge. You have to promise to accompany me and Sister Selina to go shopping in Rhine, and help us pay for the bills and carry our things."

Stop talking nonsense. If you want me to pay the bill, then you might as well kill me. Wait, I just said that. You don't have to take it seriously. Huh? No, I didn't say a word?
"Everything you think is revealed by your little movements and micro-expressions. Hehe, we plants can't talk, so we can only use this method to figure out humans."

???

Is this person a plant? Lin Qi subconsciously looked at the young lady over there.

"You're looking in the wrong direction. This potted plant is my real body. That one is just a puppet. They all know that."

Is this true? Is there such a thing?

Lynch was stunned and turned to the potted plant in disbelief.

"Hahaha, of course it's fake. Your expression is so cute."

Amid the crisp laughter, a cardinal and a female pope hugged each other and laughed, which made Lynch's eyes twitch. Ms. Nightingale beside him could only sigh and pat Lynch's shoulder comfortingly.

Shit, Lin Qi made a vow on the spot to eat vegetarian food tomorrow and for three days in a row to take revenge. The representative of Simon, the Lord of Sky and Lightning, was a fat man, at least 200 kilograms, and I don't know how he was related to the sky. The substitute bishop of the Lord of War was the most special, with a dark body and well-developed limbs. He was a native from the ancient continent.

Nightingale took Lynch around for a long time and introduced him to this group of important figures one by one. Regardless of whether they did it for the saint's sake or not, these people, without exception, showed enough enthusiasm and affirmation towards Lynch, which made Lynch quite moved.

What a lovely old lady.

He pushed Lynch to every church, and after he finished greeting everyone and handed them his business card, he pulled Lynch to a corner, away from everyone's sight, and pointed to the light of miracle.

Since he had weighed the pros and cons and decided to trust the two churches of Night and Suffering, Lynch did not hide anything and told the old woman everything about his concerns about the Shadow Alliance and what happened today.

"We can't let them really cause panic through the plague, otherwise they might really trigger a catastrophe artificially. So once the medicine goes wrong, or we can't stop the panic caused by the plague, this will be our last line of defense. I know it's dangerous, but sometimes it's worth taking a risk for a more important purpose." "Have you reported it to the watcher? Such high-risk items must be reported and cannot be kept privately, no matter what the reason."

Huh? There's such a thing? Natalie didn't say that.

When he expressed his concerns about the Watchmen's position and the suspicions of internal personnel, and his unwillingness to allow the Watchmen to intervene, Officer Natalie was silent for a few seconds and then agreed, not realizing that the Watchmen had such a rule.

Lin Qi pursed his lips, sighed softly, and felt a softening feeling in his heart.

"I understand." The old lady understood what was going on as soon as she saw Lin Qi's expression. She smiled and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will explain it to Victor. This is the memory of our church's ancestors. I want to keep it with me to study it for a while. I don't think Victor and the others would dare to refuse. But its safety is a problem. How about... storing it in the church?"

"The medicine is already in the church. It's better not to put all your eggs in one basket." Lynch had already thought of a way to avoid hurting the other party's face. "I think I will stay overnight in the Dark Night Cathedral tonight. I haven't formally paid a visit to the lady who will stay overnight yet."

Watching Lynch turn and walk towards Trinless, Nightingale was stunned, then laughed and shook her head.

This kid is going to drag someone down again.

"Wait, Archbishop, wait." Seeing Trinlais drugged and walking away surrounded by the church knights, Lynch quickly stopped him, "I came here today specifically to find you, and you almost ran away."

The old man raised his foot very politely: "Hmm?"

"No, no." Lin Qi smiled and said, "Let me take a ride. I want to meet the goddess tonight. I want to talk about something. You may have to go home late."

The Archbishop frowned slightly: "Why are you going so late?"

"Of course a visit to the Lady of the Night requires a visit at midnight."

"Nonsense." The old bishop glared at him and said, "Let's go."

"There are a few more people in the hall... huh?"

At this time, the two of them walked out of the conference hall while talking. Not long after they walked out, a strange voice suddenly came into Lynch's ears from the crowd.

Faint, but clear.

Like the flapping of an insect's wings.

"Buzzing..."

(End of this chapter)