As he spoke, Priest August also showed an awkward expression:
"The six-ring warlock, whose original name is Jack De'ang, is male. The ring that can achieve gender conversion, according to the intelligence, comes from the [Blood Spirit School] you mentioned. They are always good at thaumaturgy of flesh and blood.
It possesses a large number of strange relics. Damn it, those crazy people have gone to the New World and they haven’t forgotten to cause trouble for us.”
The professors of St. Byrons once said that the ancient organization [Blood Spirit School] was hunted by the Church of the Five Gods.
"The church has known about his sneaking into Tobesk City for a long time. Some time ago, it has been suspected that he was hiding in the Lark Club, which is the place you mentioned. However, he did not expect that he could completely change his appearance, so the church has not been able to find him.
.As for him and Mr. Lawrence, it is currently unclear whether their orientation was distorted by the influence of the [Relic] ring, or for other reasons."
"Relics can also distort... orientation?"
Shade asked, and the old priest showed a regretful expression:
"Relics may distort any human personality and thoughts, depending on the function of the relic itself. For example, if there is a [relic] that uses excrement to make food, then it is possible...
Forget it, I can’t even speak anymore.”
He and Shade adjusted their expressions together, and then the priest warned the detective:
"Since Mrs. Lasoya and the team from the Zhengshen Church have appeared, tonight is probably the time when the church will make the arrest. You must not get involved in this matter, it is very dangerous."
"But it's possible that the doctor doesn't know that the church's ring warlock team has appeared. Should we tell him?"
At this point, the chatter and laughter of young girls came from the garden path opposite the statue. The old priest and the young detective immediately went around to another path behind the statue:
"It's possible that Bill didn't know."
Priest August thought deeply, then looked at Shade:
"I also saw Louisa just now. I thought she was invited by chance just like me, and she must be here to help the doctor. Now that Lasoya has entered the mansion of Lakeview Manor, don't get close and go to the courtyard in front.
Find Louisa and inform her of the current situation. I'll go to the mansion to find the doctor. Since he can't be seen in the garden, he should be inside already preparing to take action."
"Ok, no problem."
Shade nodded solemnly, and Priest Augustus asked again:
"Do you have any [relics] or casting materials on you?"
"some."
He patted his pocket.
"That's fine, but as a last resort, don't use the power of the Ring Warlock in front of ordinary people. Detective Hamilton, be careful."
"Priest August, please pay attention to your safety. Speaking of which, I seem to be very lucky tonight."
He wanted to get inspiration from the old man, but apparently Priest Augustus failed to understand how good Shade's good luck was:
"The gifts of fate have a price. Detectives and magicians cannot rely on luck."
So the two of them acted separately. Because they didn't know where things were going now, they were all in a hurry.
After Shade walked out of the garden maze, he turned around the end of the path and followed the shadow of the mansion to the courtyard in front of the manor. Before he had time to look around, he was grabbed by the burly drunkard next to him:
"I've seen you! Tell them, am I a deserter?"
The burly middle-aged man, smelling of alcohol, forced Shade to the long table. Under the light, Shade saw that the drunk man was Captain Rades. The last time he met him at the Lucky Southern Cross Club, he was because
He was ridiculed by his companions for "shooting eight times in the head in an attempt to commit suicide to show his loyalty to the king."
The situation this time seemed to be similar. The drunken captain somehow recognized Shade. It was more likely that he just grabbed a person and pulled him into the crowd in a daze.
"Rades, what you did is ridiculous enough, do you still want to embarrass yourself at the banquet?"
Captain Rades' friend, a thirty-year-old brown-haired man holding a wine glass, said. He was very tall, wearing a black formal suit, and while speaking, he smiled apologetically at Shade. Others thought
He tried to help this innocent passerby get away from Captain Rades, but he was pushed away by the drunken officer. He was already unconscious, and his big tongue when speaking made it difficult to distinguish the words he spat out:
"I'm not a coward. I really didn't want to suffer the humiliation of being captured, so I shot myself in the head! That gun, that gun was an antique I bought some time ago. I originally just brought it with me as a decoration.
Want to use it."
"But did you succeed in activating that antique pistol?"
asked the man holding the wine glass.
"Of course, the model of bullet happens to be the same as what I have in my hand."
The drunken captain replied. Under the dim light of the candlestick, Shade noticed that his front was soaked:
"Since the bullet triggered it, how could you still be alive?"
"How did I know! Is this God playing a joke on me? I held my head and shot, eight shots! Eight shots! The bullets actually hit the people next to me! I collapsed! I really collapsed! Oh,
God, don’t you want to look at me anymore?”
The captain finally let go of Shade, holding the table and crying there. Shade wanted to leave, but suddenly saw the captain put his hand into his arms, and then took out a completely black revolver. This was what he saw.
Although antiques are well maintained, the power of time will not be diminished by mortal efforts.
【You have come into contact with ‘Whispers’.】
"Huh? Is this really a [relic]?"
Xia De thought in surprise.
"Oh, why did you bring this thing to the banquet!"
Captain Rades' friends hurriedly came over, worried that the captain waving the antique gun in his hand would disturb other guests. But they were not worried about the muzzle pointing randomly, and there should be no bullets in the revolver.
"Take it back quickly!"
People persuaded, and the captain stumbled to grab the people next to him, and then grabbed Shade before he could leave:
"Sir, look, it's this thing, not me! I really shot! I pointed it at my head, but I couldn't kill myself. The enemy grabbed the gun and pointed it at me, but he gave himself...
....”
The drunk captain used force and with a stabbing sound, he completely pulled off the right sleeve of Shade's formal suit.
Shade was still immersed in the magical story of Captain Rades, but now he couldn't react for a moment. He kept thinking about how expensive this dress could be. But Captain Rades's friends finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Together they controlled the drunken captain and seized his antique revolver.
"Sir, I'm so sorry."
One of them apologized to Shade, popped up the bullet chamber to confirm that there was indeed no bullet inside, and then handed the cold antique in his hand to Shade:
"Rades is really drunk. Take this gun as compensation for your clothes. Sir, don't refuse in a hurry. We think that by keeping this gun away from Rades, maybe he can come out as soon as possible."
. We were not laughing at him just now. He talked about it again when he was drunk... Who can explain this kind of thing clearly? "