Huh? Are they all real?...

The gods absolutely loathe them, but since there's no way to completely eradicate them, the only thing the gods can temporarily solve is compromise.

Because the current situation is already very good.

Obviously, no one wants to deal with a chamber pot that can't be taken out of the house.

Moen rubbed his temples and said:

"This is difficult!"

Moreover, Moen was also worried about another thing: what if the pocket watch couldn't return him on time?

Moen was very grateful for the pocket watch and relied on it, but he also discovered a problem.

I can't keep relying on this anymore.

We must take precautions against any possible accidents and absolutely not allow any possibility of a bad outcome to occur again, as we have done before!

Pride and complacency are undesirable, as are blind faith and superstition!

So, what to do?

In this state of mind, Moen began to wonder if he had a way to get there without relying on the pocket watch.

It was at this moment that Moen received a notification from the terminal.

Someone sent him a new message.

Moen had also read the information that had been gathered previously.

Nothing important, just some greetings and trivial information.

So this time, Moen just glanced over casually.

It was a message from Miss Leda.

"Boss, are you still there? I have some questions I'd like to ask you."

Leda? What did she want to ask?

"I'm here. What do you want to ask?"

Upon seeing that this important figure was actually there, Leda immediately stood up from her seat.

I just asked without much expectation.

After all, this big shot hadn't responded to the previous messages.

After a brief moment of surprise, Leda quickly replied:

"Boss, I know my question is very presumptuous, but because this matter is really, really important, I want to ask you."

"You are serving Saint Constantine, aren't you?"

Why are you asking me this now?

Ms. Lily told Moen that she had accidentally let Leda know that she was a saint's 'family member'.

So Moen wasn't surprised that she knew, but rather that she asked at this time.

Could it be that something happened to the Redemption Witch?

While pondering this in confusion, Moen replied:

"Yes, why do you ask that?"

After receiving a positive response from Moen.

Leda asked carefully:

"Boss, is Saint Constantine also gone?"

Moen raised an eyebrow slightly, then asked very seriously:

"Why do you say that?"

Why do you say that?

Leda paused for a moment, then suddenly widened her eyes.

She asked Moen simply to see if he knew any secrets about fighting demons that only Saint Constantine knew.

This was to relieve the pressure on Quintus and his team.

But does what the other person meant by that mean that Saint Constantine is still alive?

But Augustus is already gone!

Is Constantine not Augustus?

After hesitating for a moment, Leda sent the message directly to Moen:

"Could it be that Lord Augustus is not Saint Constantine?"

This time, Moen was truly stunned.

How did she know that?!

And because Moen can see Leda directly.

Therefore, Moen was quite certain that Leda wasn't trying to trick him into revealing information based on some speculation.

She really knew; at least she had heard someone say that to her, and she herself thought it was very likely.

But how did she know?

Who will tell?

After a moment of hesitation, Moen said directly:

"The witch told you that?"

Instead of answering directly, Moen gave the other party this sentence.

In this way, Moen can get his answer directly from Leda's reaction.

Sure enough, Leda not only matched her expression perfectly, but she also answered directly:

"Yes, boss, it was the Redemption Witch who told me. She said Augustus is Constantine."

This only made Moen more confused.

It wasn't Leda who discovered it, but the witch herself who guessed it.

Why?

How did you do it?

She never even came to see me!

But despite his surprise, Moen asked about something else that was clearly more important:

"You're asking this because something happened to the Redemption Witch?"

Without any hesitation or concealment, Leda told the other party everything that had happened.

The other party is a big shot in the world of transmigrators, and also a member of the saint's family.

The other side is clearly on our side.

After listening to them one by one.

Moen astutely grasped a very important point and asked:

"You mean the witch not only gave you all the rewards and terminated your previous contract, but she also said she would resolve everything?"

Leda nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice:

“Yes, yes, boss. I promise you, even though disaster is coming soon, I will definitely solve everything. I am his last possession, and I will definitely protect this place that he gave everything for!” I still remember those two sentences.

"I came to see you today with a glimmer of hope, because I think that in the current situation, you are probably the only one who might be able to help."

If anyone is the best at fighting against the abyss, it must be Saint Constantine!

To this day, no one knows which god the saints worship.

However, neither the gods of that time nor those of today have ever said that the saints are their own retinue.

The saints may very well be worshipping an ancient deity, or even be one of the firstborn sons.

But that's not important. What's important is that the Saint is the only true demon hunter in history.

Even gods could not possibly be better at fighting the abyss than saints.

Upon hearing Leda's accurate answer, Moen slowly straightened up with utmost seriousness.

The witch is the daughter of the abyss.

She was also well aware that the abyss could not be completely resolved.

So, does she want to?!

After a moment of astonishment, Moen glanced at the unresponsive pocket watch before quickly asking Leda:

"Leda, I ask you, do you want to save the witch and the Old World?"

"Huh?! Why are you asking this? But, okay, I definitely wanted to, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you. But what do you mean, boss?"

Leda sat up straight without thinking.

She felt that her unintentional act might rewrite everything!

Someone as insignificant as myself is now being actively involved in such a major event?!

Although she was still afraid, this time, Leda had no intention of running away.

Rheda, who had fled Baratheon from House Lannister and then to the Old World simply because she might be accidentally crushed to death in a major event, now had no intention of continuing.

She is a transmigrator from the Human Alliance, but precisely because of this, the education she received from childhood and the values ​​she formed here have always firmly driven her to do what she should do.

She couldn't ignore the suffering that might rewrite her own life and continue to unfold before her eyes!

Moen was very satisfied with Rita's reaction.

This means that this intelligence dealer can actually be trusted this time.

“Very well, I need your help to summon the saints.”

"what?"

Leda was completely dumbfounded.

What do you mean by asking me to help summon saints?

Moen said quickly:

"You are now in the Memorial Sanctuary in the Old World, aren't you? There are countless resources hoarded by Augustus and the last manpower of the entire Old World."

"Since you also know that Augustus is Constantine, then I request that you go and find Quintus and the Honor Army."

"Tell them that Augustus can return, as Saint Constantine!"

"In that case, they will definitely help you."

Hey?

How did the expert know I was mourning at the church?

Leda was increasingly confused.

But she also quickly memorized every word Moen said.

Because this is a matter of life and death, concerning how many of the remaining people in the Old World can survive!

"I will then give you a summoning ritual. You need to write these down exactly as they are, and then have them help you set everything up!"

"I want you to remember, Leda, that we are racing against time!"

"So, is it possible to do that?"

Remembering things?

Because she was talking about her strengths, Leda subconsciously overlooked the most important point and confidently said:

"Only with this do I have boundless confidence!"

I'll only be updating 4,000 words today. Firstly, I want to rest during the National Day holiday, and secondly, my older siblings are back, so I don't want to disturb their rest by writing late at night.