Chapter 675
Eivass: Me?
After the female reporter finished taking photos, Eivass became somewhat interested in this reporter from the Iris Kingdom.
“May I ask your name and which newspaper you work for?”
“Alice, Cardinal. Alice de Harcourt.”
The blonde female reporter, dressed in a deep red, form-fitting short dress and high heels, immediately replied, “I am the chief reporter for the ‘Iris Gazette’… This is my business card.”
Saying this, the female reporter, who shared the same name as the Earthbound Spirit Little Girl, respectfully handed her simple white business card to Eivass with both hands.
“When I have the chance to visit the Iris Kingdom, perhaps I will visit the Gazette.”
Eivass said with a light laugh, handing the business card to Lily, who had silently approached like a shadow behind him. He emphasized, “If there’s an opportunity in the future.”
Lily silently approached and whispered in Eivass’s ear, “She is an Adapter.”
Eivass’s heart stirred.
Could be sensed for Path resonance by Lily… an Extraordinary of the Second Tier?
It didn’t seem like something a “chief” reporter would possess. Was it because of her surname?
The Harcourt family was a very famous noble family in the Iris Kingdom. Even though the Iris Kingdom was currently fanatically rebelling against the nobles, people seemed to have forgotten Duke Harcourt by unspoken agreement.
Of course, this might also be because the Old Duke was still leading a full contingent of Extraordinary troops stationed at the border.
…I really couldn’t tell.
She’s quite the young lady indeed.
After receiving the business card, Lily once again turned into a shadow—leaving Miss Alice, who suddenly felt a trace of fear, staring blankly at where Lily had disappeared.
Eivass glanced at the unremarkable photographer beside reporter Alice, whose face was so plain he couldn’t remember it.
Just before Lily, who was still mixing in the crowd, could emerge, Eivass clearly saw the photographer’s center of gravity shift slightly forward.
—In other words, he keenly sensed Lily’s approach.
For Eivass, who was already at Tier Four of two Paths, he could barely sense Lily’s presence when she approached within two meters of him.
Was he an Adapter of Tier Four… or even Tier Five?
An Adapter from the Iris Kingdom would basically have to be an Assassin from the “Eagle Eye” organization.
After all, Tier Five was the rank of a Master Assassin. They shouldn’t suddenly appear in the Church… but considering Miss Alice was here, it wasn’t impossible for her family to assign a Master as a bodyguard.
The brief exchange of glances between Eivass and the photographer was not noticed by Alice.
As the lift further ascended, the people around Eivass finally began to decrease. At first, some people wanted to follow Eivass for a distance, wanting to continue their conversation. But as more Pope’s Guards entered the lift, those people felt suffocated by the solemn atmosphere and eventually left the lift ahead of time.
By the time Eivass reached the Twenty-first Ring, only Lily and Isabel remained beside him; all others were the Pope’s Guards.
After verifying the identities of Lily and Isabel, presenting their tokens, and registering their blood and soul fluctuations.
Both of them were then adorned with jewel brooches capable of recording video and audio throughout the entire process, and they were dressed in the pure white nun habits worn by Saintess Candidates.
“Please follow us.”
The Pope’s Guard, whose face was hidden by his helmet, said in a deep voice.
This was the first, and perhaps the last, sentence they spoke to Eivass.
Afterward, these four Pope’s Guards split into two groups, one in front and one behind, escorting the three of Eivass.
The “Elf photographers” who had been previously vetted were also assigned, with four of them emerging to film Eivass and the Pope’s Guards from various angles.
Thus, they walked through the vast and empty Shrine, moving forward in a seemingly endless, pure white corridor.
There were no sculptures or murals, only pure white candles standing in golden ornaments, quietly burning with pure white flames.
As a divine incense permeated the surroundings, the environment finally became solemn and tranquil.
The synchronized footsteps of the four Pope’s Guards were like an army of thousands—their steps, taken with a specific rhythm, were like the second hand of a clock, maintaining a perfect pace of two steps every three seconds as they advanced.
At this moment.
On the other side.
In a dark corridor on the Eighteenth Ring, Alice was excitedly and incessantly talking to the photographer beside her, “Do you know the value of this photo? You definitely don’t!
“Who dares say I can’t get breaking news again! Screw them! A bunch of idiots as stupid as cow hooves…”
The lady, who appeared dignified and generous, uttered vulgar words without reservation in a private, secluded place.
“—Alice.”
But the unremarkable photographer behind her suddenly spoke, “I suggest you abandon your mission and proceed with the interview as usual. I will explain the situation to the leader for you.”
“…Why, Master?”
Alice turned back with some confusion, “I shouldn’t have shown any flaws, should I?”
“It has nothing to do with you,”
the photographer replied, “The little girl behind him—she might be Chloe, or she might be related to Chloe.”
“…Chloe? You’re not talking about Chloe de Cirlex, are you?”
Alice froze for a moment.
“At your level, you are not privy to this level of information. So, it’s normal that you don’t know…”
The man said slowly, his voice gradually mixed with a metallic-like noise.
After he passed through a patch of shadow, he suddenly split into two.
One was the previously silent middle-aged man, a seemingly ordinary and common senior newspaper photographer.
The other was a woman in her thirties wearing a black tight-fitting outfit.
She had long, curly, bright golden hair similar to Alice’s, but she appeared more mature, intellectual, and even more beautiful.
She shamelessly pulled off her tight-fitting outfit—which turned into black liquid and then, in the blink of an eye, became a Cardinal’s crimson robe.
“—After Chloe went missing in Avalon, the organization sent people to investigate. It was rumored that her disappearance was related to Eivass…
Lord Old Cirlex is not to be trifled with. He once wanted to go to Avalon, but was persuaded by the leader.
Later, Star Antinomy’s ‘Succubus’ Emma went to Avalon to assassinate the Queen, but the mission failed and she was exposed. Emma was eventually killed by the Hengwo power summoned by Eivass’s divine art, leaving behind traces of powerful Path of Love energy at the scene.
And according to reliable information, Eivass displayed supernatural abilities similar to a Succubus at the subsequent Round Table Conference. He could resist the charm of a Tier Five Succubus beyond his level, and possessed strong charming abilities himself… The leader believes he might have completed the High-Tier Divine Art of the Elves and obtained a charm ability stronger than a Succubus from Hengwo.
Chloe was very likely charmed by him and became his subordinate. According to case files from the Inspection Department, in the incident of Eivass’s political rival’s unexpected death, there were traces similar to those of a Werewolf, suggesting Chloe’s involvement. Present-day Chloe has likely been transformed into a Werewolf.
And according to the organization’s top-secret intelligence, one of the conditions for becoming a Cardinal of the Church is to master High-Tier Divine Art and become a vessel for the divine descent of at least one Pillar God; the little girl behind him, at such a young age, has already touched the wall of the Fourth Tier… and I see from her habits, she instinctively wants to sneak into the shadows.
—You know, stealth and shadow stealth are different. Chloe must have been controlled, which is why she divulged the organization’s top-secret inheritance.”
The woman’s expression was cold and stern, “I sensed ‘Hawk Feather’ from her—if she isn’t Chloe, it means…
Chloe has been quietly devoured by Eivass.”
(End of Chapter)
