Have you had enough, Miss Vampire? It's time to get down to business.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Let's first take care of the battlefield. Then, everyone will have the day off tomorrow. Get some rest." Captain Rhonina breathed a sigh of relief. "As for the church... Joyce and I will be on duty."

"Wait, Captain, doesn't everyone have a holiday? I'm not considered a human being?" Joyce protested with a sad face.

Captain Rhonina ignored him.

"And... Lor, you've made a great contribution this time!"

She patted Lor's shoulder, then lowered her voice so that only he could hear her and whispered, "Come to the church tomorrow at noon. Lord Lerian, the 'Defender of the Faith', has something he wants to tell you in private."

"Lord Lerian?"

Lor raised his eyebrows in surprise, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

He wondered if the boss had noticed something, like maybe he'd vaguely sensed Isabella or the existence of the Dark Moon Society...

"Um...Captain, what could it be? Can you give us a little hint?" he asked uneasily.

Captain Luo Nina raised the corner of her mouth slightly and blinked:

"I don't know either, but I guess it should be a good thing."

71. Keep a hand

the next day.

Although the captain asked him to go to church at noon, Lor got up early in the morning.

To be honest, he was so sleepy that it took him half his life just to get up... You know, when he returned home after cleaning up the battlefield yesterday, it was already dawn.

All in all, I only slept for three hours.

Isabella, on the other hand, was lying on the bed, soundly sleeping, feeling at ease.

But fortunately, at least the young lady showed mercy last night and didn't drive Lor to the floor of the living room... She still has some conscience.

The reason for getting up so early was that Lore had other things to do before going to church.

And it’s quite important—

To get the chips he needs to pay the "Mistress" of the Dark Moon Society.

That's right, this deal hasn't really been completed yet.

In order to prevent Lucinda from escaping with the power of the "Mistress", Lor must offer sufficiently valuable chips and reach a deal with the "Mistress" first.

He pondered for a long time and finally realized that he did have such a bargaining chip.

That is the "dragon".

The hostess of the Dark Moon Society obviously showed a strong interest in the dragon race that should have been extinct long ago... She must also be very curious about how the white dragon that I "fostered" with her was born.

Fortunately, the hostess agreed to the deal.

It was a gamble, and Lorre won.

To do this, he needed to go to the Mystic Society as soon as possible to obtain detailed information about Vann's experiment and then hand it over to the hostess. The hostess of the Dark Moon Society was mysterious and unpredictable, and Lor couldn't afford to delay even a moment.

But, I can't really give her everything without reservation.

If she really copied Lor's experimental results, created several dragons herself, and raised them all in the domain, then things would be terrible.

We have to let Vann keep some tricks up his sleeve.

Hiding some key information prevents the hostess from noticing what's wrong, and also makes it impossible to completely reproduce Vann's experimental results... Well, research is always full of coincidences and unexpected variables, so this kind of thing is normal.

Thinking of this, Lor stepped into the Mystic Association and knocked on Vann's door.

……

"What's wrong, Boss? You don't look well today, with such heavy dark circles under your eyes..."

Vann was a little puzzled at first, but in a hurry, he remembered what Vivian said when she came to pick up the goods two days ago, and immediately he had a guess in his mind.

At that time, the red-haired exorcist was obviously worried. Looking at her distraught look, it seemed as if the entire Gordon City would be wiped off the map tomorrow.

This has caused Fanen to have trouble sleeping and eating recently.

But now, seeing Boss Lor, he felt much more at ease.

Seeing that the boss looks overworked, he must have been secretly fighting against unknown enemies all night for the peace and tranquility of Gordon City... Praise the Church of Holy Light!

It is a great blessing for Gordon City to have such a reliable boss in charge!

In a sense, Vann's speculations are very close to the truth of the matter.

"Well, let me ask one more question... Is Vivian Gray okay?" Vann asked again.

"Don't worry, your important client is still alive." Lor said with a smile, "Those talismans you used were indeed useful. I'm sure she'll come back to see you soon."

"That's good, that's good." Fan En breathed a sigh of relief. "You've worked hard, sir... Please take a seat. I'll go get you a cup of tea!"

"No need." Lor waved his hand and got down to business. "You should still have those research materials from before, right?"

"Of course. Why, you want it?" Vann said seriously. "That's great. Honestly, those files are the result of years of hard work. I really can't bear to destroy them... But if I leave them like this, I'm afraid someone else will find them one day... I couldn't be more relieved to leave them in your care!"

As he spoke, he began to rummage through boxes and drawers, and took out a thick stack of information.

From theoretical deduction to spiritual power numerical calculation, experimental material evaluation, and corresponding formation design, everything is available.

"These research materials of yours might be of special use... But don't worry, I will keep your name secret and won't involve you."

Lor pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Also, if I asked you to extract some of this data so that others couldn't tell what was missing and couldn't reproduce your experimental results based on this data, could you do it?"

Upon hearing this, Fan En was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly:

"It seems like you're quite familiar with the practices of our Mystic Arts Association... Of course, no problem. We researchers are experts at leaving some things in our papers."

As he spoke, he quickly picked out a few pages from the pile of information.

"Without these pages, even if a god descends to earth, he will never be able to reproduce my experimental results!

"And, to be honest, even I myself might not be able to create another dragon. The experimental results back then were truly unexpected, and I still can't figure out the underlying principle... There must be some key variable we haven't considered..."

"You'd better not think too deeply about it," Luo Er reminded him. "It would be best for you to just pretend that this incident never happened."

"I, I understand, boss!" Vann came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

……

After getting the information, Lor first went to the hotel and booked a room.

All the information was copied aside, and all the content that could be associated with the "Mystic Association" and "Godun City" was hidden, and of course Vann's name was also removed.

In order to prevent his handwriting from being seen, he used his non-dominant left hand when copying.

After copying, he threw all the originals into the fireplace and burned them. Then he took out the silver coins of the Dark Moon Society, summoned the zombie rabbit, handed over the information, and then continued to stay in the hotel, waiting quietly for a while.

The "hostess" did not bring any new information, which meant that she really did not find any flaws.

...All in all, this matter has been resolved.

Only then did Lor leave the hotel with peace of mind.

It’s almost noon now, and it’s time to go to church... "Defender of the Church" Larian is the real boss. To be honest, the successful elimination of the vampire Lucinda this time is all thanks to him.

I don't know what he wants to talk to me about...

I hope it’s a good thing as Captain Ronina said.

On the way, Lor couldn't help laughing when he thought about the second-level mystic Vann's increasingly respectful attitude towards him in recent times... This guy obviously regarded me as a mysterious, powerful and highly skilled "Judge".

To be honest, I was secretly happy.

But at the same time, he was still a little worried, feeling that he might not be able to keep pretending for long, and that sooner or later the truth would be revealed.

I was lost in thought all the way to the church and into Captain Ronina's office.

"Defender" Lyrian has arrived.

"Boy, are you interested in becoming a 'Judge'?" The boss said straight to the point without any further ado.

"……what?"

Lor was completely stunned.

Do you really want me to be that "judge"?

What do you mean, boss?

So, you want me to keep pretending like this for a long time?

As long as you really become a judge, you will never be exposed?

72. Something I want to confirm

"Wait a minute, Lord Lerion..." Lor held his forehead, still unable to accept it for a moment, "The 'Inquisitor' you mentioned, is it the 'Inquisitor' I understand?"

"Otherwise, who else is the Inquisitor?" Lerion was amused.

"Let me explain."

Captain Ronina, who was behind the desk, said:

"Lord Laerian is one of our Inquisitors of the Holy Light Church, and a very important one. He is accompanying Her Excellency the Saint this time. Besides serving as a guard, he also shoulders another important responsibility... and that is to discover talents suitable for the position of Inquisitor from churches across the country."

As he said that, he looked at Lor seriously:

"And you have been chosen by Lord Lyrian."

"Me?" Lor still found it hard to believe. "But as far as I know, aren't so-called inquisitors only for exceptionally powerful and experienced church members? But I'm just a newcomer, having only been on the job for a little over three months..."

"Compared to qualifications, experience and other things, I trust my own eyes more."

Lyrian rubbed his golden beard and smiled:

“You are indeed a newcomer, but you are not an ordinary newcomer.

"First of all, you're quite clever, having anticipated that Lucinda might be wary of the Saint and me... and, well, you actually guessed it right! The 'sleight of hand' you proposed has indeed successfully lowered the enemy's vigilance, making our entire operation much smoother.

"Secondly, your courage and bravery are also astonishing. I heard that you single-handedly killed a third-level vampire, then ambushed a sixth-level enemy and saved two seniors, right? This kind of thing is not something any newcomer can do."

The words of "Defender of the Faith" Laerian were full of praise.

However, Lor still felt somewhat guilty:

"This is all thanks to me having 'Liu Guang' in my hand. Without this weapon, I wouldn't have been able to rescue those two seniors... And to be honest, I still don't know why I was chosen by this sword. Maybe it's just luck."

"'Luck' is also part of the potential of extraordinary people. You don't need to be so humble."

Lyrian interrupted:

"Also, although we still haven't figured out the criteria by which 'Liu Guang' chooses its master, I believe it's not random. That sword has its own will. It must be something 'special' about you that attracted it... And each of us Inquisitors has some special qualities to some extent."

Having said that, Lelian paused slightly, then winked at Captain Rhonina.

The latter nodded tactfully, stood up and left the office.

This means that what Lerian is going to say next, which involves confidential information about the Inquisitor, will only be told to Lor alone.

……

"Before you decide whether to accept this invitation, I want to give you a warning."

Lelian leaned forward slightly, his expression becoming more serious.

"Being an Inquisitor isn't a glamorous position. Most of the time, you're doing dirty, tiring work, and sometimes resorting to shady tactics... But I assure you, all of this is done to uphold the creed of 'redemption and protection.'

"In addition, our true identities must be kept secret from the public and even from the vast majority of our colleagues in the church. No one praises us for what we do, and even if we die in the line of duty, we will not receive the proper mourning and remembrance we deserve.

"If there's any benefit to this identity... there's only one: you'll face more difficult missions and deal with tougher enemies. As a result, your strength will grow faster than other transcendents."

Faster growth rate...

To be honest, Lor was moved.

But before deciding whether to join or not, he still wanted to confirm something.

"I have a question, Lord Lerion," Lor pondered for a moment, then asked, "You said earlier that Inquisitors sometimes resort to dishonorable means, but they do so to uphold the creed of 'redemption and protection'... Could you give me an example of this happening in the real world?"

"it is good."

Lelian nodded happily, as if he had expected Lor to ask this question: