"Canceled?"

"Yes, I thought it was your god... I thought it was canceled by the Cult of Kosmos. I even complained about this and wanted to convey my thoughts and requirements to them, but the feedback I received was that the return escort mission was cancelled.

He's your captain."

"team leader?"

"Maybe it's because of what happened last night that the injured in your team haven't recovered yet, or maybe your captain has new arrangements and doesn't want to waste time sailing on the sea. Why, you don't know?"

"I am a personal security guard. Under normal circumstances, I will not come into contact with teammates hidden in the periphery."

Even when delivering food, they just put the food in a remote location on the floor and then turn around and leave.

Another thing is that Neo will discuss with the team members what to do, but rarely what to do.

"So, I'm sorry that you won't have the chance to go back to Darkmoon Island for the time being, but I believe that you will definitely have the opportunity in the future. I can even go back and apply to move the tombs of Miss Pall and your elders back to Darkmoon Island.

island."

"That's not necessary." Karen said.

"It depends on what you want." Ophelia smiled, "Now, please let me know your true realm. Of course, you can also continue to insist that you are just a servant of God."

Karen looked at Ophelia, and then glanced at the long sword with his peripheral vision. The red light on the sword had not dissipated yet;

Immediately afterwards, he went through the whole thing again in his mind, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he placed the cup on the coffee table.

The next moment, the breath of divine enlightenment emanated;

Immediately afterwards, there was the aura of the divine animal husbandry;

at last,

Then a faint layer of the Inquisitor robe of the Cult of Order emerged on his body.

As soon as the display was halfway through, Karen picked up the water glass again, and at the same time impatiently dispersed the breath from his body.

"Judge."

Ophelia nodded,

"I know, I'm very satisfied, and I believe the family will be very satisfied as well."

Karen said nothing;

Not only is it not appropriate to talk too much at this time, but on the other hand, when negotiating a business, the party who talks less often gets more benefits.

"Now, what needs to be discussed is how we should provide you with the support. Unfortunately, the family has no other connections within the Cult of Kosmos. Of course, even if it does, it is impossible to provide it to you.

You use it, because it will expose you."

"Through business with the Allen family."

"The Allen family?" Ophelia thought of Karen accompanying her to Allen Manor. "You are very familiar with Allen Manor, but the people in Allen Manor don't seem to know you."

That's because they are good at acting.

"Miss Pall's descendants are not integrated with the main family of Allen Manor, are they?"

"Yes, because of guilt."

For a long time, Pu'er has always felt guilty about his family.

"I know." Ophelia thought thoughtfully and then asked, "If we follow the Allen family's method, we can indeed avoid suspicion, because there is a poignant love story to cover it up, and everything will appear logical.

But I'm curious, can you control Allen Manor?

To put it another way, can you steadily benefit from Allen Manor?"

"Can."

"Can you tell me the source of your confidence?"

"My girlfriend is the daughter of the current patriarch of the Allen family."

"..." Ophelia.

There was a brief silence on both sides of the coffee table.

Ophelia is digesting the news. She doesn't think it's a big deal for Miss Pall's descendants to be together with a lady named Allen. In this era, even cousins ​​often get together, and Karen has long been

I don’t know how many generations have passed.

It's just the same last name.

What she was curious about was another point:

"Why?" Ophelia asked.

"This is the will of my ancestors. I obeyed my ancestors' arrangements before going to sleep."

"So, have your lineage been secretly protecting Allen Manor?"

"Yes, that's right, I've always done this. This is what Pall meant. It's like the whisper that rings in my ears when I get up every day."

Inquisitor, Allen Manor...

Although Allen Manor is now in decline, it can still serve as an extremely valuable structure for Darkmoon Island in the outside world, which is much more useful than rebuilding a new force.

The most important thing is that Allen Manor has its own system. Its current decline is a great opportunity for a side family to take over. If the resources are appropriate, the possibility of re-emerging is very high.

"Okay, we've finished talking about the business. After I get back, I will immediately report and apply for support resources for you, and support you through Allen Manor as quickly as possible."

"Thanks."

"Can I ask some more personal questions?"

"Can."

Karen put ice cubes into the cup again and saw the sword from the corner of her eye, still glowing slightly red.

"Do you hate the Dark Moon?"

Hearing this question, Karen subconsciously looked at Ophelia and said, "Do you want to hear what's in your heart?"

"Of course, this is a candid exchange."

"Don't hate."

"Don't you hate it..."

"Not only do I not hate it, I still have some fondness for it in my heart."

The good impression stems from this Miss Ophelia, who solemnly identifies herself as a member of her own race, and the precious food she gives to him;

Most importantly, who would resent their sponsor?

"Last question."

"You asked."

"Karen, in your heart, is the God of Order the only one?"

Karen smiled;

He answered this question without any psychological burden at all. After all, in the Immelais family, greeting the great God of Order is almost a daily leisure activity for the family.

"no."

Ophelia nodded and said, "Okay, it was a pleasant conversation, wasn't it?"

When Karen stood up and was about to leave, he stopped again. It makes no sense to just allow you to test my lie.

"Miss Ophelia, will you marry Mr. Leon?"

"Because of your appearance, the necessity of marriage has been reduced." Ophelia replied.

“Is it because I’m already an investable object?”

"certainly."

"So, Miss Ophelia, is there anyone you like?"

"Haha, no."

The red light of the long sword became messy at this time.

"..." Ophelia.

"Miss, go to bed early."

Karen bowed his head slightly in greeting to Ophelia, and then walked out of the room.

Ophelia raised her sword,

Somewhat confused:

"I have someone I like?"

As she spoke, she patted the blade of the sword with her hand,

"Is there any disorder in the spell?"

Then, she faced the long sword and said:
To be continued...