hunting light

Father Adway's face of alien blood is quite handsome and outstanding. When he is serious, his solemn and noble temperament makes him like a black-feathered crane standing gracefully.

So when the Duke of Oran and his son walked into the study with a tired look and saw Advi standing upright in front of the fireplace, Leon couldn't help but sarcastically.

"It turned out to be Father Adway. If I didn't see that you were still wearing a robe, I almost thought we had changed to another butler. Is there anything I can trouble you to come to the door in person? Is it related to Ian?"

"Not everything has to do with your beloved Father Mitchell, young man." Adway remained unchanged, and his gorgeous and honest bass was full of sarcasm, "I'm here this time for you. I I hope to have a talk with you and the Duke of Oran."

"For me?" Leon smiled at his father, "I swear, no matter what this priest wants to sue, it is not my doing, father."

The Duke of Oran stared at the strange priest for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Do you have any relationship with the royal family of Gasser, Father?"

Adwei's eyes flickered: "A distant relative from the matrilineal side. You have good eyesight, my lord."

"The noble in exile?" the Duke of Oran asked again.

"Immigrants." Advi said coldly, "It's the third generation. Can we get down to business?"

"Your bloodline doesn't look like the third generation of distant relatives." The Duke said, "If the royal family of Gasell still exists, with your appearance of pure bloodline like yours, you can at least be a county king."

"No royal family is titled by face, my lord. Besides, the Gasell royal family has long since ceased to exist." Advi's face was completely cold, "It seems that the two of you are not ready yet, so I will leave first. Change day……"

"Please stay, Father." Leon stopped Advi, and gave his father a disapproving glance, "Please understand that since the emperor passed away, the situation has changed a lot. Be more vigilant."

"I understand." Adway said, "The guards guarding Prince Louis's mansion next door haven't left yet. I haven't congratulated you two yet, you have become the biggest winners behind the scenes."

Butler Rhodes led the servants in to serve tea.Leon waved decisively.Butler Rhodes immediately retreated with the servant, and closed the door of the study.

The duke and his son stared at Advi with stern faces.

Advi said calmly: "If there is anything wrong with my words, please forgive me. After all, I am just a little priest who doesn't understand current affairs. I came to visit this time to collect donations. We have a fundraiser for poor children. The charity project of reading books, I hope the two kind-hearted Sirs can donate generously."

As he spoke, Adway handed over a small paper business card, but passed the Duke of Oran and handed it directly to Leon.

Business cards are things that have never been eliminated in the history of human civilization for thousands of years.With the development of technology today, the ritual of exchanging business cards is greater than the actual use.

There is no half a word on this snow-white business card, only a faint pattern is embossed: a small group of flames.

There was a moment of silence in the study room, which further complemented the scent of singing birds and flowers outside the window, and the strong spring atmosphere filled the whole study room.

The faces of the duke and his son were as calm as ever, as if they had been trained countless times to deal with all emergencies.

Adway stared at Leon with a smile: "Look at your expression, Father Mitchell kept the secret and didn't tell you."

Leon's Adam's apple slipped, and said: "He didn't tell me anything. Is this why he came to your monastery?"

"I believe it was just a coincidence." Adevi said, "Perhaps somewhere in the dark, there is a force that guided him to my monastery. It also connected me with the two through him."

The Duke of Oran held the business card covered with only a ball of flames: "So, you are not legends?"

"If it is said that we are like superheroes in the city, we can punish rape and eliminate evil, then you may be disappointed." Advi walked slowly towards the French windows, looking at the roses that were about to bloom in the courtyard.

"We are just a group of anonymous people who have been looking for a suitable person to be our spokesperson, stand in front of the stage, and use our power to the extreme. He should be a sword, a gun, and a new leader. We wait For a long time, we kept searching in the sea of ​​people, until today, we finally found him."

Advi turned around and set his gaze on Leon's handsome face.

"Why me?" Leon asked, "Why not my father?"

"It's not us who chose you." Adwei sneered softly, "Of course we think that the Duke is much more suitable than you. But..."

His gaze shifted to an inconspicuous sapphire badge on Leon's chest.

"Asura chose you."

Ian had already finished his breakfast, and was sitting alone in the living room, watching the news on the photon board.He was going to return to the monastery with Advi after he finished talking with the Duke and his son.

He still has a lot to do.

As the only clergyman present before the emperor's death, he had received a letter from the Holy See of Byron asking him to report to the archbishop as soon as possible.

The Holy See must have been full of curiosity about Felix's sudden death, and wanted to figure out why he favored such a penniless little priest.

Bishop Carroll and Archbishop Xiali, who hadn't contacted Ian for a long time, also sent letters.Although Archbishop Xiali's letter was signed by the secretary, Ian could tell at a glance that the content of the letter was dictated by the Archbishop himself.

The archbishop, who had been estranged from him for more than half a year, became loving and enthusiastic again in the letter: "You have never let me down, Ian. Your stability, restraint, and excellent, long-term vision are beyond my imagination. I hope that now you can understand more fully why I sent you to Fryer..."

Archbishop Chali evidently attributed all the credit to his foresight.

Ian could even think of how he would seek credit from the Holy See of Xilin and the Pope: I have long known that the Duke of Oran is someone who will make great achievements, so I specially sent my most beloved and smartest disciple to his side.You see, now he really played a vital role in the transition of imperial power in the Byron Empire.

Carol's letter could not hide a bitterness: "You really are a person with a lion living in your heart, Ian. Your ambition cannot be underestimated. I admire your vision and the courage to put all your eggs in one basket .You will not stay in that small monastery for long. Let Raphael I reward you with a royal chapel."

At this moment, the door of the living room opened, and a strange man walked in carelessly, without even a servant leading the way.

He is tall, but very thin and well-proportioned, wearing a very ordinary casual suit, his back looks almost can be described as "pretty".

He has a fair and handsome face, brown hair and brown eyes, and there is nothing wrong with him.But when Yi'an paid attention, he discovered the clue.

The man's facial features are very regular, but there is no distinctive feature.He is like the same dummy in a shop window. No matter how many times you have seen him, once you turn your head, it is difficult to describe his appearance in detail.

And with such an appearance, his age has also become a mystery.Today, when cosmetic age-freezing surgery is rampant, the age of this man can range from 30 years old to a hundred years old.

However, the man is an Omega, which is the only sign on him.

"Good morning, Father." The man greeted Ian very friendly, and his voice was also very strange.

But Ian just felt that the other party had an indescribable, deja vu feeling.

"Good morning, sir... have we met?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, sat on the sofa, and raised his legs.

At that moment, his brows and eyes suddenly turned, and the waves in his eyes were clear, and the whole featureless face was extremely vivid and charming.

"You are very observant, Father." He even changed his voice.

This tone is familiar to Ian.He also has an extraordinary memory, even if he has only heard a voice once, as long as the other party has left a deep impression on him, he can still remember it.

"You..." Ian couldn't hide his astonishment, "...Father Saiyan?"

"Nice to see you again, Father Mitchell." The man smiled, "Since you left without saying goodbye at the palace banquet that night, we haven't seen each other for a while. 'Father Saiyan' has followed the picture The Russman team is back home, and the one sitting in front of you—”

The man's voice changed again, this time, he used a female voice.

Queen Iris's submissive voice sounded: "Just a humble friend whose name is not enough to be humane to outsiders."

Ian found out that something was wrong with Queen Iris last night, and thought that she had colluded with the Duke of Oran long ago, but he never expected that the Queen might be innocent.

"You are the informant in the palace that the Duke mentioned!" Ian said.

The man leaned back on the sofa, his eyes were almost frivolously depicting Ian's face, and he changed his voice a third time.

"Doctor Hassan" said: "You were very brave and wise last night, Father Ian. Without you, even if we didn't fail, we would have a lot of trouble."

The surprise disappeared instantly from Ian's face.He avoided the man's gaze: "I'm not proud of it, sir. On the contrary, it will be a sin that I will never wash away in my life."

"I'm not surprised that you think so. Although we both don't think it's a big deal." The man's original voice was back, and it might not have been his original voice.

"It's because you are a very moral and self-disciplined person that I appreciate you so much. It's no wonder Leon likes you so much. There is a little darkness and madness in this child's soul. Things that are radiant and pure are more sensitive and yearning. And it is rare for you to have infinite tolerance and patience for him."

Ian smiled wryly: "I can only comfort myself now, the crime I committed at least saved him from suffering."

"Oh, you mean more to him than a guardian." The man laughed.

Ian couldn't help asking, "Are you familiar with the Duke's family?"

"Ah!" The man showed a somewhat familiar, lazy smile, "I can't be more familiar. I know the Duke... well!"

At this moment the Duke of Oran walked into the living room.

"It seems that you have already met." The Duke poured himself a cup of tea, "I hope you don't scare Father Ian, Sadie. He is not the kind of person who can tolerate your jokes."

"We had a good chat." The man said, "The priest is smarter and stronger than you imagined, isn't he, Ian?"

Ian was already confused: "Sorry, I don't understand..."

"Have you not introduced yourself yet?" the Duke said, "Okay, Father, this person's identity is a bit complicated, but in the future, he will be a very important ally of us. He will be mainly responsible for intelligence work, is this A seasoned and well-respected professional."

Ian understood that the man in front of him was a professional spy.

"I don't think you may have heard of the name 'Mozu'." The Duke of Oran said calmly, as if introducing an ordinary relative of his own, "This gentleman has many identities here in Byron, as you saw yesterday, He can be the queen, Dr. Hassan, a maid, an attendant... But to me, his name is Sebastian Gercia, and he has another important identity. He is still Leon's—”

"dad?"

Leon stood at the door, petrified.