As a traitor, I should raise the banner of rebellion

In that case, Yuanhui doesn't want to go too far.

After all, the other party is the leader of the Twelve Apostles and the student council president of St. Eden Academy. It is not a wise move to turn him into an irreconcilable enemy.

Yuan Hui had no intention of doing so.

At least, not yet.

This behavior was actually more like showing off his muscles to Sharon, showing that he was not a pet that could be manipulated by the other party.

The ultimate goal is, of course,

"Can the "Where are you going?" on me be removed?"

Regardless, the feeling of being manipulated by others is just too bad.

This is true even if the other party has no ill will towards you.

The effect of [Be Kind and Good Neighbor] must be passive. It must wait until 'Shalan asks him to do something' before it can restrain her in turn.

It’s okay to just let Yuanhui handle official business this time, but what about next time?

If something irreparable is caused because of "Where Are You Going", what's the use of getting revenge from Sharan a hundred or a thousand times, let alone twice?

Silence suddenly fell upon the withered land.

Sharan just looked at Yuanhui quietly. There seemed to be a light flickering in her blue eyes. She seemed to be thinking about something, or having a fierce ideological struggle in her heart.

After a few minutes, Sharan seemed to have finally made a decision in her heart, and then she took light steps and slowly walked towards Yuanhui.

She walked in front of Yuanhui.

Saran raised her right hand, unbuttoned Yuanhui's school uniform top, and rolled up the shirt underneath, revealing the boy's chest.

Near the heart, there is a bruise-like mark that is shaped very similar to a keyhole.

"This is the sign of being manipulated by [Where Are You Going]."

Saran stroked the bruise lovingly and regretfully with her fingers, but——

She did not activate the stigmata on her right hand to pull the key out of Yuanhui's chest, but slowly lowered her knees, and the hand that was originally stroking the boy's chest naturally moved to Yuanhui's belt.

Yuanhui:!

Wait, what is this?

Things were gradually developing in an unexpected direction, but he found that he seemed to have no way out.

"You can't refuse the reward."

Gabriel's charming words were now quietly echoing in his ears.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbed against each other mixed with the whistling sound of the wind...

Almost half an hour later, although her pretty face had turned completely red, Saran Birdlu still tried her best to look nonchalant and indifferent.

After covering her mouth with her little hands and swallowing everything in her mouth, she stood up and rubbed her completely numb knees.

"In this case, today's matter can be considered 'cleared'."

After receiving enough rewards, [Good Neighborliness] naturally had no way to continue to restrain Sharan, and the [Blood Field] developed on this basis naturally could not be maintained.

The hellish space receded like the tide, and the magnificent chandelier in the student council president's office reappeared above the two's heads.

"You should go back, Yuan-jun." After sitting back on the office chair, Sharan turned it to the window, leaving Yuan Hui with only the cold, hard chair back.

"besides--"

"Remember to come to the Student Union tomorrow."

This sentence is, of course, an order.

……

……

After hearing the sound of the door closing behind her, Sharan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She no longer had to pretend, and at this moment she couldn't help but cover her cheeks, which were big enough to boil eggs, with her hands.

"What on earth did I just do?"

A girl's sigh was heard from between her fingers.

But if I really do as Yuanhui said and cancel the "Where are you going" for him, wouldn't that be like admitting defeat to him?

How can this be!

As for why we use that method——

Of course because that's the fastest way.

Her driver will come to pick her up soon, but she must not let her family find out anything unusual.

Saran took out her cell phone and checked the time.

There is still a little time left, so...

She opened the search engine with some hesitation.

Half an hour is still too long. If she learns from experience——

Can it be shortened a bit?

44. Although not important, it is indispensable

July 4, night.

Sitting on the chair next to the desk, Yuanhui leaned back and shifted his center of gravity to the two hind legs of the chair.

The chair swayed slightly, and his heart swayed with it. Everything that happened during the day flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

There were some parts that he couldn't understand, such as Gabriel's strong love for him that came from nowhere.

For example, the existence of Sarah Bird.

When he met the student council president, Yuan Hui smelled a strange smell from him.

But at the same time, the breath of living things is equally strong.

Two completely opposite auras were able to blend together so harmoniously.

It was like seeing burning ice, or frozen fire.

An existence that was contrary to common sense, or even completely irrational, suddenly appeared in front of Yuanhui.

Could it be that this is what the Twelve Apostles will look like when they are completed? A perfect fusion of the weird and the living?

Yuan Hui couldn't come to a conclusion yet, so he could only wait and contact other apostles to see if they were the same as Sharan Birdolu.

However, there are also some parts that can be understood, such as -

Sarah Peter is not the complete Saint Peter.

Because her stigmata are incomplete.

The holy marks on the apostles are often related to the cause of death. For example, if Judas committed suicide by hanging, then the holy marks representing the [Blood Field] will appear on Yuanhui's neck.

Peter was crucified upside down on the cross, so the stigmata were imprinted on the palm of her right hand.

However, it shouldn't be just the right hand.

Left hand, right hand, left foot, right foot...

If Sarah Peter is the complete Saint Peter, then the stigmata should also be branded in these places.

But it didn't.

The palm of Sharan's left hand was white and smooth. Not only did she not have the same inverted cross stigmata as on her right hand, she didn't even have a scar.

At such a close distance, there was no possibility that he was mistaken.

Not to mention, he had also felt the touch of Sharan's left and right palms...

In other words, in addition to "Where Are You Going", even with the most conservative estimate, "Saint Peter" has at least one other ability. If we estimate more, there should be three more.

Yuan Hui was not surprised at all.

Rather, it would be strange if the complete form of the Twelve Apostles was only as good as what Sharan showed today.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered some rumors about Sharon Birdo in the school.

"From a big Italian family?"

Genki muttered, tapping his fingers on the table.

……

……

It was sunny on March 4.

Tokyo, Minato Metropolitan Police Department.

Uniformed police officers come in and out, handling cases big and small in this international metropolis.

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department, a middle-aged man in uniform came to a room. Judging from the epaulettes on his shoulders, he should be a superintendent of police.

This is the sixth level of the Sakurajima police rank, above the inspector general and below the superintendent, roughly equivalent to the deputy director or captain of a Chinese public security bureau.

This is generally the pinnacle of promotion for police officers without any background.

The middle-aged man looked at the room in front of him. Although there was no fear on his stern face, he showed an extremely serious expression.

This day was the time for the police station's 'routine inspection'.

The government of Sakurajima has taken in a large number of monsters. They did not put these monsters in one place, but handed them over to local police stations, letting the police take on the responsibility of supervising and confirming the status of the monsters.

This is also a necessary solution.

Although monsters are born from death, they are not dead things.

If too many weird things gather in one place, unexpected situations can easily occur.

This is true no matter how strict the safeguards are.

The Sakurajima government has learned lessons learned through blood and tears in this regard.

After triple verification of fingerprint, iris and voice, the door of the room in front of him slid quietly to the side.

After he walked into the room, the door quickly closed again, and inside the room, there was already someone waiting there.

He was also in uniform.

But compared to the police uniform on the middle-aged man, this man's uniform was much more plain.

The bottom edge is white with black stripes on it.

In other words, it was a prison uniform.

And this person's identity is naturally a prisoner.

Seeing the middle-aged man coming, the prisoner, who was originally a little restless, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was brought here without explanation by the prison police after he had breakfast this morning.

He screamed and struggled, but it was no use.

What made him even more uneasy was that after throwing him into this room, the police just left without looking back.

No, 'walk' isn't quite the right word.

As a swindler who has ruined dozens of families and driven hundreds of people into despair, he is actually quite good at reading other people's minds from subtle expressions.

Thanks to this specialty, although he was sentenced to life imprisonment, his life in prison was actually quite good and he felt like a fish in water.

That's why he knew.

What was the look on those policemen's faces after they walked into this room.

That is bottomless fear!

Those police officers didn't even leave the room.

They 'escaped' from the room!

These policemen usually deal with prisoners in prison. Even those devils who kill people without blinking an eye are as docile as sheep in front of them.