The red moon returns

Chapter 519: Beauty's Favor
Lynch cried loudly.

It’s not that he has a low tear point, but when he reads deeply, it is almost equivalent to directly experiencing what is contained in the strange things, and the emotion is too strong.

Lynch truly felt the determination of those weak ladies who were braver than anyone else to sacrifice their lives.

In his previous life, he had read some ancient texts, which contained descriptions such as "first develop a heart of great compassion and sympathy" and "vow to save all living beings from suffering". He could understand the translation and explanation of the meaning, but he could never understand the emotions contained in them. But now, through the synaesthesia of the strange objects, he felt the blood and tears in every word of the text.

Perhaps the term "Virgin Mary" has never been a derogatory term. What is derogatory is the term used to cover up one's own evil intentions.

Touching the medicine box, tears couldn't stop falling, even his collar and chest were wet. In a trance, it was like a warm embrace holding him and comforting him softly, and a pair of warm hands gently stroked his head, soothing his painful heart.

Being held in his arms, Lynch seemed to be back in the cool and soft moonlight, letting go of all his worries, enjoying that moment of tranquility and peace, as if it were eternal.

After an unknown amount of time, the surging emotions had calmed down and the tears finally stopped. Lynch, who had come to his senses, seemed to have thought of something and raised his head abruptly. However, the meditation room was empty and he was the only one there.

The warmth of being hugged still surrounds the body, the soft touch still remains on the surface of the body, and even the touch of being touched on the head seems so real, but the meditation room is empty.

who is it?

'Neighbor, neighbor.'

【…】

'You were sneaking up on me.'

【…】

'That's you, isn't it?'

【…】

'Hello, are you there?'

【Not here, crawl】

'Tsk, how rude.'

The mood that was affected by the strange object soon recovered. Lin Qi laughed foolishly for a while, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. He kept laughing until the moon behind him suddenly rose. He coughed a few times, put away his smile, and picked up the miracle light again.

Although the full function of this thing has not been fully understood, I have a general understanding that the Light of Miracles is a weapon specifically used to fight against the plague of occultism.

It's not that it can't treat ordinary plagues. In fact, Milt and his sister have used it many times to treat ordinary plagues and even common cattle plague, and the effect is excellent. But using miracle light to treat that kind of disease is like starting a supercomputer to calculate the result of one plus one. It is not only wasteful, but also boring.

Now when Lynch thinks back on the behavior of Milt and his sister, he is speechless. However, Milt and his sister did not offer the sacrifices themselves anyway. The sacrifices in the previous times were all prepared by the people who asked them for help.

It seemed that at one time, it caused the breakup of the marriages of more than 20 couples, and more than a dozen couples managed to maintain their relationship, but had almost no communication anymore.

Another time, it caused seven or eight families to fall apart, fathers and sons turned against each other, brothers killed each other, and even someone was killed.

Family affection, love, and sacrifices of this level are enough to treat ordinary plagues on a small scale, but its real function is to target the occult plague. However, the specific principles and effects are not something that Lynch, an outsider, can guess. He decided to find Ms. Nightingale as soon as possible, as professional matters require professional advice.

Carrying the Light of Miracle on his back, he pushed open the door of the meditation room, and was startled as soon as he walked out.

"What did you do in there? Why are you smiling so obscenely?" Officer Natalie was blocking the door, which made Lynch quickly open his pocket watch to check the time...

Well, I can’t tell. I don’t know if it has been around once or twice, but it has definitely been more than a few hours. This girl wouldn’t be stuck here all the time.

Although her eyes were filled with worry, the policewoman still made an annoyed expression, grabbed Lin Qi's collar and took a closer look, then let go with disdain: "It's okay, what a waste of my time, I... um~~"

Lynch could no longer control his emotions because of the beauty's kindness. As she stared at him with wide eyes, he moved closer and pressed her against the wall.

The wide-open eyes slowly closed, and the hard body gradually softened. For a moment, there was silence outside the door, with only the heavy breathing echoing softly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a faint sigh sounded in the silence:

"Mr. Lynch, you don't think she's the only one who's worried about you waiting at the door, do you?"

Eh?
"Yes, Sir Leviev, do you think that the Rose Child would allow a knight who saved her again to take risks alone while she just hides in a safe place and watches?"

Eh?

Just as a few almost materialized question marks appeared above Lynch's head, before his brain could react, he felt a sharp pain in his lips, followed by a pain in his toes. With a scream, he was pushed and hung on the wall, slowly sliding down the wall.

The female police officer who committed the crime had a red face and red eyes. Steam was coming out of her head. She lowered her head and ran away. In another meditation room next door, two beautiful faces appeared at some point and looked at this side meaningfully.

However, this was just the beginning. Soon after, one head after another popped out.

Archbishop Trinless, Lady Nightingale, Chairman of the Board of Directors of Orleans, Duke of Wayne, Viscount Moliere, the royal secretary, Baron Bolvar, the prince of spies...

???

I just looked and there was no one there.

Oh shit, by the way, there turned out to be other meditation rooms nearby, but I forgot about them in the heat of the moment.

No, any one of you big shots who can cause an earthquake in the Rhine is really okay for you to line up here and eavesdrop?
What should I do now? There is no beam to hang myself from.

Seeing that Lynch was standing there petrified, Miss Diana sighed, walked over generously, took his arm, and led him to the meditation room next door, explaining in a low voice:

"You've been in there for fourteen hours. Everyone is worried and has come to see you and discuss the future situation. Especially Ms. Nightingale, she has officially sent a note through the church, so it's very troublesome for her to come in once. Please don't be rude later."

Woohoo, my Diana is really thoughtful, but don’t you think you put too much force on my arm with your fingers? The muscles in your arm are shaking from the force, it hurts.

Pain and happiness, this probably describes the current situation. Lynch, with cold sweat all over his face and a stiff smile, was pulled into the meditation room next door under the gaze of many bigwigs.

The originally empty room has been furnished with sofas and coffee tables, and has become a conference room. A strong aura can be vaguely felt in the distance. It should be that the security personnel of these big shots have been blocked outside. Now, only the few people in front of them can get close to the light of miracle.

Only? Stop it.

No, no, no, Lynch, you have to calm down, take a deep breath, calm down, yes, then go find that blue fat guy and ask him to open the desk drawer and jump in immediately.

(End of this chapter)