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Rafael responded: "In Los Angeles, it has killed two children in one family. It is now threatening the lives of two children in another family."

"Nothing else?"

"Mr. Robb! This is already a very serious supernatural incident!"

Robb was surprised.

It's not because of the supernatural, but because of Raphael's attitude.

Is this person really from the Redemption Society?

In the latter's style, shouldn't we not take such "little things" to heart?

Even if we want to solve the problem, we can slowly make an application and wait until a stronger force comes from above, and then we can safely detain him.

Why are you in such a hurry to ask for my help now?

For those two children who were targeted by ghosts and were about to lose their lives?

Thinking of this, Robb became curious about Raphael.

Raphael continued, "Mr. Robb, I was responsible for finishing the matter of the Goddess of Beauty Association that you dealt with before. So I know your strength. The spirit that appeared this time is very fierce, and it is difficult to subdue it with the power in my hands. As a member of the Redemption Society, I hope you can help, Mr. Robb. Of course, we will pay you."

You know yourself well.

Robb thought about it and nodded in agreement.

After the gentle countryside, it's time to return to your job.

By the way, it also warms up your hands in another way.

As for whether this is another conspiracy like the Sunflower Farm.

Robb didn't care, he could just pick up the bucket and run away at any time.

If not, Raphael would be an interesting person...

Robb agreed to this extra money.

Raphael was also a man of swift and decisive actions. He immediately reported the address of the supernatural incident and prepared to solve it directly.

After hanging up the phone, Robb looked at Madison beside him and asked, "Would you like to go with me?"

Madison yawned and waved her hand, "You go by yourself. I'm tired and I'm going to go back and have a good sleep now."

It's just supernatural, it's not like I haven't seen it before.

Unlike Robb's iron body, she is just a mortal after all.

Robb nodded, first sent Madison back to her home, let her have a good rest, and then drove Madison's car to meet the guy named Raphael.

after an hour.

Robb arrived at his destination.

Along with the sound of sports car tires dragging on the ground, an American-style two-story house that was much more ordinary than the murder house came into view.

Robb walked down and looked at the middle-aged man who had parked a black SUV and was waiting for him.

Black shirt, black trousers.

If there was no Roman collar around his neck, Robb would have thought he was a priest at first glance.

"Well, a muscular priest holding a Gatling gun and shouting God have mercy on you."

Looking at the other's strong muscles and imposing face, Robb thought to himself.

As expected, this person is Raphael.

really.

"Father" Raphael came over, stretched out his hand and greeted calmly, "Mr. Robb, I'm Raphael, I'm glad you're here."

Robb held out his hand and said, "Just call me Robb."

He looked around and asked curiously, "Are you the only one here, Raphael?"

As the president of the Los Angeles branch of the Redemption Society, you should at least be with your subordinates.

To put it bluntly.

If there is real danger, wouldn't the subordinates be responsible for blocking the arrows?

"Robb, you can easily deal with the demons behind the Beauty God Association, so you don't need anyone else to deal with the supernatural at hand."

"Of course, this is only one aspect." Raphael laughed at himself, not caring at all about exposing his own shortcomings. "Although I am the president here, I can actually mobilize very few people. The only time I mobilized a full force was thanks to you, Rob, to go to the Beauty Goddess Association to deal with the aftermath."

A polished commander?

Power hollowed out?

Robb glanced at Raphael in surprise.

From the previous phone call and the current communication, his impression of Raphael was not that of a person who was mediocre and had no skills or means.

How did you get to this point?

Raphael didn't hide it.

While it was still early, he explained, "Robb, you should be aware that there are three major factions of the Redemption Society."

Robb nodded, the answer coming to mind.

Raphael pointed at himself and said with a hint of pride in his bitterness, "I am what most people in the guild call the traditionalists, the Virgin Mary faction."

Robb understood.

With the centrists of the Redemption Society in the ascendant and the reformists following closely behind, it was normal for Raphael, as a remnant, to be suppressed and have no real power.

After revealing his identity, Raphael continued, "But I don't regret it! A true Redemption Society should always protect humanity, even at the cost of self-sacrifice. Today's Redemption Society has completely embarked on another path!"

"It's not us who have changed, it's them! It's not us who don't follow the trend, it's them who are out of touch with the trend!"

Raphael, who had been very calm since the meeting, became excited for a rare moment.

At the end, he expressed the ideals that the traditionalists have always talked about and will never give up no matter how much pressure and ridicule the vast majority of people in the club may give.

"Is it wrong to protect humans at all costs?"

……

Chapter 338 The Curse of the Weeping Woman

"Is it wrong to protect humans at all costs?"

When Raphael said this, he looked at Robb with burning eyes, as if he was asking him, and as if he was asking himself.

There is certainly nothing wrong with protecting humans.

Especially those who disregard their own safety and devote their entire lives to this cause are more worthy of respect and admiration.

The reason why heroes are heroes is that they are a very small minority among the vast majority, and because they have achieved things that ordinary people cannot achieve.

The vast majority of people will applaud and praise this, with a look of longing on their faces.

But when they are really asked to do it, few can do it.

When Robb first learned about the three major factions of the Redemption Society, he clearly realized that the traditional faction would only decline.

The world is changing and social trends are changing.

Don’t be fooled by the various propaganda showing truth, goodness and beauty nowadays.

But in a world where everything is about money, so-called morality is just a tool to cover up shame.

If something really happens, the first choice of most people is to protect themselves.

Not to mention that the evil trend of LGBT is becoming more and more powerful nowadays.

Regardless, although he knew the truth, Robb still respected people like Raphael who were rare to be saved.

He nodded and said, "Of course you did the right thing."

"Thank you."

Raphael thanked him sincerely.

"Not just us. Robb, you too. In order to deal with the extremely dangerous cult organization, the Goddess of Beauty, you not only went deep into their base camp, but also drove the demon back to hell regardless of the danger. Now you are willing to help deal with supernatural events. Compared with my petty actions over the years, your noble character and behavior are more worthy of learning from you, Robb."

Robb looked him over carefully, making sure he wasn't being sarcastic.

Are you noble?

Is this how Raphael sees himself?

Indeed, to outsiders, he had only been in Los Angeles for a short time and had no connection with the American Goddess Association, but he took the initiative to go and destroy this cult, which was an enthusiastic and noble performance no matter how you looked at it.

But can he say that he was only invited by Madison?

And this time.

After all, he just had nothing to do and came out to earn some extra money.

There is no such thing as noble or not noble.

Is it noble to save the big sisters of Hollywood and get them to marry you?

Robb waved his hand modestly: "It just happened to happen."

Raphael doesn't think so.

He finally met someone who was very proactive and willing to deal with the supernatural, and who was also very powerful. He really wanted to pull Robb into the traditional faction, not to mention making it stronger again, but at least to let it continue.

There must be some light in this world after all.

Raphael invited sincerely: "The supernatural is rampant in the world, and many capable people are unwilling to do anything. Robb, can you..."

"Raphael, let's deal with the business first."

Robb, knowing what Raphael was about to say, interrupted.

Respect is respect.

Even in terms of purpose, I am doing the same thing.

But that doesn't mean he is willing to join the other camp.

As for the Redemption Society, although he joined it, Robb maintained a more aloof state, similar to recruiting a guest official.

As long as I don't cause trouble, the Redemption Society has no interest in caring about me.

If you join the traditional faction, you will truly be committed to the competition and friction among the three factions.

Being someone's lackey is not only a matter of time, but you also have to face a series of troubles.

What's in it for Robb?

Robb decisively interrupted Raphael's invitation.

He pointed to the middle-aged woman who was waiting anxiously at the door with a haggard look on her face, and reminded her not to forget the important matter at hand.

"Mr. Raphael." At this time, the middle-aged woman also waved at them expectantly.

Raphael looked over and nodded to the middle-aged woman first, then turned back to Robb and said, "Sorry, I was too excited at the moment. Let's go and solve this lady's problem first."

The topic of invitation has come to an end for now.

Raphael brought Robb to the middle-aged woman and introduced her, "This is Lady Anna. She is raising two children alone. Recently, an evil spirit has been targeting her children. She came to me for help. But the evil spirit is very powerful, so I can only ask you, Robb."

Then, Raphael introduced Robb to Anna.

Anna knew that the newcomer in front of her was a powerful exorcist or something like that. She didn't care whether it was true or not. As if grasping the last straw, she pleaded with Robb:

"Mr. Robb, please help my child!"

Robb said familiarly, "Don't worry, I'm here to do this."

After a brief exchange, the three of them came into the house.

As soon as he stepped in, Robb raised his eyes, looked around the room and said, "A strange aura. It looks like it has been here before."

Raphael nodded and said, "Mrs. Anna is a brave lady. She stopped Yao Luna."

Robb: "Yorona?"