Been recognized!

Klein was shocked and almost entered the battle state.

Even if he had not turned on his spiritual vision, he could confirm from Emlin White's tone and words that he did not lie. He was very confident and very sure!

The tension just surged, and Klein suddenly thought of a question:

Why should I worry about this?

Immediately, he answered his question in his mind:

If you are recognized, you will recognize it. The current situation is different from nearly two months ago!

I was once in front of the official monitor, and was in a hurry because of Ambassador Berkelon's affairs, running around, trying to grasp every straw. In this process, it is impossible to get into extraordinary circles or even transform into extraordinary people. Therefore, even if the identity of extraordinary people is exposed, they will not think too deeply and dig out my past.

Moreover, Detective Aisinger Stanton is likely to be an extraordinary person and maintains a relatively good relationship with the police department and the official organization. He had vaguely guessed that I was a similar person before and gently pulled me over. In this regard, I was barely considered an official peripheral member. If something really happened, I would not necessarily be arrested.

More importantly, I have made my current image deeply rooted in people's hearts and are not afraid of the wanted orders on the photos. If the situation is wrong, I can directly give up the identity of No. 15 Minsk Street and Sherlock Moriarty!

So, what do I have to worry about?

Well, before I came, I also taught the divination, and the revelation was almost no danger.

As thoughts flashed, Klein's contracted pupils, slightly changed face and ready-to-go, all eased, just as the other party was talking about today's weather.

Seeing that his expression was normal, Emlin White raised his eyebrows, walked a few steps sideways, squeezed past him, and sat slowly to the side.

The vampire looked at Bishop Utravsky who was leading the believers to perform the communion ceremony in front of him, and said with a hey voice:

"Mr. Detective, aren't you afraid that I will go to the police station and shout you are an extraordinary person?"

Klein also looked ahead without turning his head:

"I'll go with you and yell that this is a vampire!"

Come on, hurt each other! Who is afraid of whom!

Emlyn White's expression stiffened, and he raised his right index finger and said:

"Blood tribe, noble blood tribe! Do you understand?"

Before Klein could speak, seeing that Bishop Utlavsky was focusing on the communion ceremony, Emlin White chuckled:

"No matter what, I'm finally going to be free.

"I pretended to surrender and told the old man that I would convert to Mother Earth and deeply repent of my past actions. Although I didn't know what I needed to repent, there was no problem in doing it.

"The old man believed it like this, and was very happy. He let me out on the spot and let me be a priest here, and told me that if I could recite the sacred scriptures of the Church of Mother Earth, I would let me go home.

"Haha, this old guy who has muscles in his mind and is stupid in religion is really a scam!"

It's so lie? Klein turned his head and glanced at the smug vampire, looking forward and said:

"Father Utlavsky was a pirate before, and he may have killed more people than your father has saved. Most of the pirates do not believe in their companions, and they are full of fraud and betrayal. Even if Father Utlavsky is not good at using his brain, he will definitely not be a fool."

Seeing Emlin White's disbelief and wanted to refute, he stroked the top of his cane and added leisurely:

"The priest has a powerful seal in his hand, called the "Nightmare Candle", which allows the holder to enter the deepest part of the target's heart, where no one can lie.

"And, this is just one of its functions. I don't know whether it has other abilities."

Emlin gradually became stunned and his eyes gradually lost their focus.

After more than ten seconds, he whispered with a pale face:

"When I said I was willing to convert, the old man brought in a lantern. There was a piece of candle inside the lantern. I didn't look carefully at what the candle looked like..."

Klein turned his head and glanced at Emly White with pity:

"Maybe Father Utlavsky used it to plant a hint for you to gradually, thoroughly, truly believe in Mother Earth."

Emlin pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a smile comparable to a zombie:

"I don't feel it at all, it shouldn't be what you said.

"And, aren't my parents coming soon? They can blame the priest through ordinary people, saying that he forced me to detain me, and let him choose between the reputation of the church of Mother Earth and let me go

“Isn’t this awesome approach?”

Klein kept his sympathetic eyes, shook his hands, pressed them to his mouth and nose, and made a serious repentance:

“If I were Father Utlavsky, I would choose to call the police and let the police clarify the facts.

"You said, will the person who suffers in the end be a bishop with legal missionary qualifications or a vampire?"

"...Blood tribe, blood tribe!" Emlin White's facial muscles seemed to have spasms.

He clenched his fist and smashed the back of the chair in front of him:

"I can wait. When I recite the sacred scriptures, I ask the old man to let me go back! He is a truly pious person and will not fail to keep his promise!"

Klein didn't turn his head and laughed:

"I've been to 48 Hewan Avenue and your parents have moved out."

"Inevitably, they will not only move away, but also move to places I don't know." Emlyn White responded without hesitation.

Klein added in a rather relaxed tone:

"They moved out in a hurry and a lot of things were not taken away, like, those in your room."

Emlin White's expression suddenly became extremely wonderful. He opened his mouth, stood up suddenly, squeezed out from Klein, and rushed towards Bishop Utlavsky in front of the Holy Emblem of Life.

"Father, bishop, I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home!" Emlin shouted loudly.

Seeing that there were still believers who had not completed the communion ceremony, Father Utlavsky did not respond, but just glanced at the poor vampire calmly.

Emlin suddenly shut his mouth and became quiet.

He paced back and forth, looking extremely anxious.

Klein smiled and stood up, took his cane and hat, and walked along the aisle to the front row of the church prayer hall.

When the communion ceremony ended, he walked to Father Utlavsky and spoke with a serious expression:

"Bissar, I don't know why you let Emlin stay here, and I don't want to know. I only know one thing, his parents entrusted me to take him back."

If this giant-like priest easily agreed to my request, he could only light wax for the vampire Emlin. No, from today on, he must hate candles, so he should observe silence... Klein thought to himself.

Father Utlavsky looked down at them and replied with a gentle expression:

“Emlin can go home at any time.”

...Kline glanced at Emly White, raised his right hand and ticked it in his chest.

He originally wanted to click around clockwise to make a crimson moon, but in the end he forced the triangle holy emblem.

Emlin was quite anxious when he saw him. He didn't say anything, and rushed directly to the church door and left the place smoothly.

Klein followed him slowly, not impatient or impatient.

After moving forward almost like a trot, Emlin suddenly slowed down and said dumbly:

"I feel like I'm starting to miss the Harvest Church, the feeling of reciting the sacred scriptures, the Holy Emblem of Life, and I want to clean and clean it up, just one hour, one hour..."

This hint is even more "vicious" than I thought. No matter where the vampire went, I had to go back to the Harvest Church every day to report and force it to work for an hour? In fact, fortunately, at least I didn't forcefully use hints to change Emlin's beliefs, and I respect him quite a bit. Why do I use the word "respect"... That candle is called "nightmare". It is said that it comes from a giant dragon. The "audience" path is a bit terrible... Klein lit his cane and said:

"Do you need me to remind me?"

"No need!" Emlin said in anger with a distorted tone, "I will fight this feeling! I'm going to move to Jianhai and to Fsack. I don't believe that I'll want to come back if I stay away from Beckland!"

He gritted his teeth and suddenly breathed:

"We took a carriage back to Hewan Avenue."

"Okay." Klein responded indifferently.

After walking a few steps, Emlin stopped a taxi carriage.

Just as he was about to log in to the car, his back suddenly stiffened for two seconds. Then, he whispered very quietly, almost making Klein say insincerely:

"I don't have money."

"I have it." Klein smiled and said.

Emlin stopped talking and entered the carriage. Klein sat opposite him and asked as if he was thinking:

"Your father is a physician? Have excellent levels of medicine?"

Although Emlin was listless, he still raised his chin habitually:

"This is the talent of our blood clan. The most outstanding potion masters are all blood clans!"

"That's it..." Klein whispered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

Emlin was silent for a while and said:

"Remember to write to your friend and tell him that I have returned to Hewan Avenue and that my parents will come to me."

"Okay." Klein replied concisely.

After nearly twenty minutes, the carriage drove into Hewan Avenue and stopped in front of the house No. 48.

After paying the bill, Klein walked out of the carriage and saw Emly White looking at the location of the bedroom, his expression became extremely excited.

The vampire restrained his emotions and pressed his hands on Klein's chest, bent down and bowed deeply:

"I have to thank you anyway."

Klein immediately smiled:

"You're welcome.

"Finding your bounty and the fare I just made, I will ask your parents for it.

"And you also have to prepare a potion with extraordinary effects to help me treat a patient.
Chapter completed!