hotmtlnovel Chapter 216 A Wrongful Soul That Doesn't Seem Human
Chapter 216 A Wrongful Soul That Doesn't Seem Human
Chapter 216 A Wrongful Soul That Doesn't Seem Human
Lorne walked alone on his way back to the hotel.
No one was following him—he would occasionally glance warily at the empty street behind him out of the corner of his eye.
After walking for a while, he took out a penny from his pocket and tossed it gently into the air.
The coin tumbled through the air, finally landing heads up in his palm.
A sliver of crimson moonlight shone through a gap in the clouds and fell on his face, making him feel a strange sense of unease.
He instinctively raised the "Phantom" in his hand, pointing the dark muzzle at the crimson glow in the sky.
"Kapomi".
His index finger rested lightly on the cold trigger. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally released it slowly.
The red moon can never compare to the bright moon.
"Sigh—" He sighed heavily, "I thought I'd have to howl at the sky again tonight. What if another thunderstorm hits in this bustling city?"
"It's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune, I suppose."
Inside an unassuming hotel in Backlund.
As soon as Lorne pushed open the door to his room, he heard an ethereal voice behind him.
"Your things."
The bodyguard's figure slowly emerged behind him like a ghost.
Lorne turned around and saw the bodyguard, dressed in a long court dress, holding the dagger he had lost in the earlier brawl.
"Thanks."
"Where did you get this knife?" Sharon asked expressionlessly.
"I bought it," Lorne said succinctly.
"Handle with care," Sharon said. "This knife is dangerous."
"Yes, thanks for reminding me."
"Um—" Lorne hesitated slightly, but still took the initiative to ask, "How are you today?"
"I sustained some minor injuries," Sharon replied.
Minor injury
"Can you tell me exactly what happened?"
"You seem to have lost badly—"
"That 'witch' was no match for me." Sharon said calmly, "But—just as I was about to subdue her, I was attacked, and—I lost that part of my memory."
"When I regained consciousness, I had already been subdued."
Is memory loss a form of psychological attack?
"I'm sorry," Lorne said to himself, "I was indeed a bit impatient this time."
The bodyguard did not respond.
Lorne went to the bedside and took out a small bag containing cash from under the bed.
"Here's the remaining balance. You can take it." His meaning was clear: since things had come to this, she didn't need to take any more risks.
"There are still two days left for the protection." Sharon didn't reach out to take it, her voice remaining completely flat.
"Madam, oh dear, you—. Alright."
Lorne was unsure what tone to use when speaking to her.
He was genuinely curious whether the bodyguard in front of him could still be considered human.
Señor, the "Blood General" and also a "vengeful spirit," had far greater emotional fluctuations than she did. The bodyguard was more like a doll than a human.
He couldn't say for sure whether he had tricked the bodyguard or whether the bodyguard had failed to protect her properly.
Or rather—both.
"What bad luck," Lorne muttered to himself. "It feels like no matter what I want to do, all sorts of unexpected things always happen in the end."
Even if the goal is achieved, the final result may not be satisfactory.
He sat by the bed for a few more minutes, then spoke up:
"Madam, you are—a member of the 'Rose School,' aren't you?"
The bodyguard didn't reply, but Lorne could clearly feel that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a bit.
Thinking of the large number of "Sun" talismans still stored in his "portable space," Lorne didn't panic. He simply continued speaking to himself:
"I was once attacked by members of the 'Rose School.' But they felt completely different from you. They seemed to be the rumored 'Indulgence School.'"
"I think, to some extent, we have a common enemy. I feel that we might be able to deepen our cooperation to some extent."
"What do you want to know?"
After a long while, Sharon's ethereal voice finally rang out.
"Everything you think you can tell me."
"Okay, actually," Lorne broke the silence and briefly recounted some of his past encounters with members of the "Rose School." Of course, he also concealed a lot of crucial information.
After all, their relationship wasn't good enough for them to be completely open and honest with each other.
After listening to his account, Sharon fell into a long silence. A rare emotion flickered in her jewel-like blue eyes, but she quickly regained her doll-like calm.
"They are indeed 'liberals,' and they are our adversaries."
Sharon then briefly described the current state of the "Rose School," including the ideologies of each faction and the irreconcilable conflict between the "Indulgence" and "Temperance" factions.
However, she did not reveal a single word about her personal identity or any other more private information.
"It's similar to the information Cattleya told me before. However, it's a bit more detailed than what she said—"
Lorne continued, "What do you know about the organization behind that last man who appeared today?"
"A secret organization called 'The Society'." The bodyguard's tone remained calm.
"It has a history of at least a thousand years. It wields considerable power. It maintains a certain degree of cooperation with almost all orthodox churches and secret organizations."
"However, there are some open disagreements with the Church of the Night."
"They advocate both cooperation and struggle."
"Before the 'Indulgence' school became dominant, their relationship with the 'Rose School' was relatively good."
Peace and conflict... that seems a bit unreliable. Being friends with everyone is essentially the same as being enemies with everyone.
The founder of this organization definitely has some flaws in his thinking.
However, since it was a cooperative relationship, that's why the "5 of Clubs" didn't kill the bodyguard earlier.
"Madam, I'd like to ask another academic question."
"Go ahead and ask."
What are the chances that a cult member with genuine problems will escape unscathed after being reported to the authorities?
Lorne had a vague guess in his mind.
"It depends on the other party's sequence. Without help, it's almost impossible for this cultist to escape before reaching the middle sequence."
"Thank you for your explanation." Lorne said thoughtfully.
"There's one more question."
What kind of gifts do you think women would like?
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A rare, strange look appeared on Sharon's doll-like, exquisite face.
"Hey, don't get me wrong!" Lorne quickly explained, "I just wanted to see a female friend and buy her something, and I wanted to hear some advice from women—"
Before Lorne could finish speaking, the bodyguard's figure quickly became transparent and disappeared from the spot.