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Leonard pulled up the collar covering his chin, raised his face to the full-length mirror, and tried his best to create an official temperament.

His waist was straight like never before, his hands were close to the seams of his pants, the metallic night emblem on his chest shone, the tie was meticulously buckled, and even the top button was buttoned up.

This outfit is paired with a serious expression, which makes him look completely refreshed and exudes a capable and reliable atmosphere, making people willing to ignore his young face and believe that this is a senior police officer.

Although it looked quite like that, he broke his skills in just six seconds. He pulled his collar out of habit, and wanted to roll up his sleeves and pull out the tight corners of his clothes.

Uncomfortable.

He twisted in front of the mirror for a while, and in the end he did nothing, retaining the outfit that changed his image by 180 degrees.

"Old man." Leonard whispered, "I really want to do this in the future? I'm so used to it. I feel so uncomfortable when I walk."

After saying that, he felt a pain in his head. Pales slapped the memory-free head with Leonard's hand with a heart-warming slap, without any worries about slapping it even less clever.

The old parasite said angrily: "You should thank yourself, you were still in the armor! Didn't you notice a crow on His shoulder? It was a mythical creature, and He was blind, and the crow had no problem!"

"If the armor did not block your face and breath, you should wear monocles when you look in the mirror today!"

Leonard rubbed the painful area with his hands, and still muttered unwillingly: "I may not meet again..."

Pales snorted, and Leonard also shrank his neck, whistling at the sky and earth, pretending that nothing happened, it was rare that the duck was stubborn. He also knew that he was very confident in saying this. After all, it was only three months after that, he

I encountered that terrifying demon again!

——Obviously, he didn't know that he had met a "passerby" the night he was chasing the Demon Dog, so he actually met again not long after the Demonic Descendant.

…………

Two days ago, after he woke up from the hospital bed, the old parasite reminded him: "He has remembered your voice and speak less in the future."

Leonard was startled at that time and almost asked. Soster, who had just brought the hot tea, swallowed back the half of the words that had reached his mouth, and then he heard the old man continue to talk in his mind.

:

"I have taken away the relevant memories, it's for your own good."

"What?!"

Leonard was anxious and couldn't help but speak out. Then he saw Soster looking at him in surprise. After the two of them stared at each other for a few seconds, Soster asked patiently: "You're right."

Are you dissatisfied with the church’s compensation measures? You are a wounded person and you can raise your opinions if you have any opinions.”

It turned out that Captain Soster was just talking about this, thank goodness, I was almost exposed... Leonard breathed a sigh of relief, pretending not to hear the old man snorting coldly, and held the bandage on his head and face,

He said to Soster with a smile: "No, I didn't hear it clearly. I felt that my ears were a little unsensitized when I was injured. Can you say it again?"

"Hearing impaired? Do you want to have a checkup?"

"No, I feel better now!"

"...That's good." Soster looked at Leonard with doubt for a while, and felt that his shocked attitude was very suspicious. Leonard tried his best to widen his eyes and make him look innocent and innocent.

He was usually a little off-line, but Soster didn't take it to heart, just thinking it was a survivor. The young man was a little emotional.

He cleared his throat and continued to repeat the notice from the head: "Article Anthony heard that you were not afraid of danger (Leonard's toes began to tighten the sheets), and praised you. According to the rules, you should have given you some rewards and

Substantive subsidy, but considering that it was your heroic battle after I made the decision to withdraw and avoid the edge, it was suspected of violating the order, so the merits and demerits were offset and the reward I gave you was revoked."

Soster's voice rose several degrees.

Leonard nodded vigorously to indicate that his hearing had recovered.

"In this mission to pursue the demons, you faced the enemy twice and successfully killed Jason Beria once. But you acted recklessly and was not wise enough. At that time, you were wearing seal '1-42', so

It cannot be affected by the ability of the 'Apostle of Desire' to interfere with emotions before death, but because of your personal reasons, is it convenient to say?"

After Soster finished speaking, he looked at Leonard seriously. Leonard used his finger to wipe his nose that was itchy with the bandage, calmly talking nonsense:

"Because I was a little confused at the time, I mistook the stranger as the target of combat Jason Beria."

Pales couldn't help but make a sound like he was choking.

Lies are better than eating in prison. Leonard's face remains unchanged, his face remains thick as a city wall. Just as Pales was about to sarcastically say a few words, he saw Soster nodding thoughtfully: "I understand."

Now.”

Soster had long speculated that the negative effects of 1-42 would be to slowly chop the user's body with a knife light, but also to affect the user's spirit. Leonard had only more than thirty seconds left at that time, and he was wearing it.

The time from 1-42 is almost at its limit. It is not impossible to misjudgment under the dual negative influence of spirit and body, but it is very reasonable.

After all, Leonard's behavior has always been very calm and casual, and even Soster was shocked by the explosive emotions at that time.

It is normal if it is affected by negative effects.

"So, Captain Soster, is there nothing else?"

Leonard wanted to talk to the old man more, and then complained about why he stole the memory when he begged like that, so he started to see him off.

Soster just thought that the injured had not recovered and needed to rest, and did not care. He directly mentioned the part of the work-related injury subsidy. He pulled out the document covered with the goddess's Holy Emblem from the handbag he carried with him, and saw that Leonard's arm was not good.

So he thoughtfully chose the most important sentences:

"The work-related injury subsidy is 200 pounds, and the church is reimbursed. Unfortunately, the credit for "killing Jason Beria once" is offset by your recklessness and does not count as merit. But you don't need to be too sad, Archbishop Anthony has always cared about it.

You are still praising you in the file you submitted to the church. If you perform well in the future, you will soon be able to save the credit for your promotion."

Leonard's eyes lit up when he heard about 200 pounds, and his final promotion was even more icing on the cake. However, as a single man who had food and accommodation in the church, he would probably be deposited directly into the bank for 200 pounds.

He also has a burden of potions and does not have to look for recipes to buy materials. He does not have much expenses except for eating, and a few pounds are enough to eat for at least a week, so Leonard has no specific concept of large amounts of money.

It is almost the same as "I can go to my favorite restaurant every day for three meals a day in the next six months."

After reading the documents for Leonard, Soster took them back and said that he would put them in Leonard's residence when he turned back.

Then he pushed the door and left. Leonard moved his muscles and bones slightly. He felt that his internal injuries had almost healed, and only some skin injuries that were 1-42 were left.

Seeing that he was almost fine, Leonard finally felt relieved. He thought that the hospital was not a good place to talk to the old man, so he put on his hospital gown and limped out of the ward to go through the discharge procedures.

It went smoothly and the church’s subsidies were received very promptly, solving the dilemma of not being around when I was injured and hospitalized.

Now in winter, the food can be placed for a long time. Leonard bought the portion for two or three days at a time and rested in the dormitory with peace of mind.

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Back now, Leonard turned around a few times in front of the mirror, tightened his shoelaces, and said uncertainly:

“Isn’t it strange for me to change my style suddenly?”

"You also know that even the buttons are not fast enough to be fastened, it's very sloppy?"

Pales complained for no reason: "You're a little self-aware, I'm doing this to make you live a few more days."

"When you beat the devil that day, why did you rush up to it? Not to say that you almost died, you forced me to save your life. If He hadn't rushed to do something else, you, me, and your companions and children.

, None of them survived, and you didn’t have time to pray.”

"I know, I know, you have been reading this for two days."

Leonard put on a look and quickly accepted his new image: "Does I look like Lord Sword of Goddess?"

"The signature style of Lord Seisimah is to pull the collar and look straight ahead, which feels very oppressive. I find that I am quite suitable."

"Old man, look, am I handsome?"

Pales: "Haha."

Pales: "I understand. You guy doesn't understand the seriousness of the matter at all. Let's play dress-up games for yourself."

Leonard looked sideways in the mirror and grabbed his hair back roughly, saying in a normal tone: "After all, I have nothing to do except not speak in public, old man."

"As you said, I am too weak, so weak that I can't control my emotions well, and when I meet Him, I almost lose control. Only when I don't know Him can I save my life without knowing it.

.”

Leonard recalled the day he chased Jason Beria, and saw that the target he slashed with was a vague gray shadow, unable to accurately judge gender and height.

When recalling the sound of He spoke to Captain Soster, Pales also processed, and every word was snatched from the words said by others in Leonard's memory, and it was sometimes a man and a woman.

, sometimes big and sometimes small, weird and hoarse, makes people get goose bumps when they hear it, and it is extremely effective to make Leonard unable to judge what he has heard.

The parasite wiped out all the traces that might appear, and Leonard only knew that he was almost killed by that "He" again - no, if there were no old man, he would have died twice.

Pales felt Leonard's thoughts and emotions change and did not speak abnormally.

Leonard breathed: "Old man, I'm very grateful to you. Even if you are trying to protect yourself, you have really saved me twice."

"I think about it carefully, since you say that He is face-blind and recognizes people by your voice, and as long as I don't speak or change my voice, I doubt that He has not really remembered who I am from beginning to end, He

I only remember you and use you to confirm me."

The Nightkeepers uniform is tailored and the size of the clothes is very suitable, but Leonard still feels the buttons a little tight. He put his hands on the buttons, paused for a long time, and then slowly lowered them, hanging on his side.

"That is,... the old man."

"He didn't have the person "Leonard" in his eyes. He only knew you and felt that the person with you was me."

Leonard's voice was trembling: "Old man, continue to parasitize on me, it doesn't matter if I steal my life span."

"Because if you go to someone else, whoever you go to is 'Leonard', whoever you go to will die... It was my impulse to make the situation worse. Since that's the case, you'll stay

On me, I will definitely remember your words this time and will not speak casually."
To be continued...