Dark Demon Warlock

"This is Ms. Angelo Nell, the pastor of Dawn Church."

"This is Ms. Shaohui, the pastor of Terra Church."

"Art Byron."

Moore Lane introduced the two sides.

After greeting each other, Art couldn't help but take a few more glances at the lady named Shao Hui.

The name, appearance, and weapons are all similar to oriental people.

The other is her profession.

Angelo Nell gives people a calm and elegant feeling. No one doubts that she is a pastor, but although she also has an indifferent and quiet temperament, her vigorous figure and weapons always give people a sense of whether she is a professional in reporting mistakes. a feeling of.

"There is nothing to entertain, please forgive me." After serving the fruit, Art sat in the main seat and looked at the two of them.

He has heard the names of Dawn Church and Terra Church, both of which are top churches, backed by top leaders.

It is said that the selection of the pastors of these two churches is very strict. Not only do they need to be devout, but they also have strict requirements on background, talent, appearance, etc.

Every pastor is an elite in the church and focuses on cultivating talents.

Not that Moore Lane was very polite to both of them.

He didn't know the other layer of identity of the two of them, so he was unavoidably a little nervous.

He would rather deal with Archer Coffey than with people from either church.

Because these two churches belong to the Church of Order!

He is a person who often deals with demons, so it's strange if he doesn't get angry.

Of course, nothing can be seen on the surface.

"We took the liberty to disturb you." Angelo Nell looked directly at him and said, "If you say it, we have to say sorry to Mr. Byron."

Arthur looked puzzled.

"These days, we are following you." Angelo Nell confessed.

"What's the reason?" There was a flash of clarity and vigilance in Arter's eyes.

After Noah Godwin found out, he had tried a long time ago, but he hadn't been able to find out who was following him.

They wouldn't be so stupid as to follow him in the same car every day, in many ways, and when they found out that Noah Godwin was aware of it, they became more vigilant.

He didn't find out it was normal.

"We have another layer of identity as members of the United Law Enforcement Team. We followed up and investigated because we suspected that you had something to do with Hugh Defoe's death." Angelo Nell explained, "However, your suspicion has basically been ruled out now. , so I came to the door to apologize to you."

Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly.

Put it here to fool the children?

He wouldn't think that the two of them really came to the door to apologize.

The reason is very simple, what are the identities of the two of them, how could they come to the door to apologize?

"It's okay, just eliminate my suspicion." However, he said on his mouth.

A relieved and somewhat honored expression.

It looks like an old actor.

No matter what these two want to do, just act with them.

The two sides exchanged a few words of humility.

More and more proof that they are not normal.

How could such a key training sequence in a big church be so modest?

Moreover, the two have been dawdling and refusing to leave.

"I don't know if I have the honor to invite the two of you to have a light meal." Art could only invite him helplessly.

"Then excuse me." The two readily agreed.

This is their purpose, to take the initiative to contact Yate.

During the investigation of Yate, it was found that Moore Lane had been coming and going here frequently in the past few days, so he came up with this idea.

Otherwise, they dare not come in.

The investigation and follow-up of Yate yielded almost no substantial results, only that he was a bit mysterious and had changed a lot from before.

I didn't mention Vito Tut because I didn't want Art to know that they knew Vito Tut was missing here.

Because Moore Lane and Claire often came to eat, Art built a new stove under the shed.

2 furnaces start at the same time.

Deer steak, braised pork, sweet and sour fish, fish-flavored shredded pork, sashimi, etc., have been busy for more than an hour.

When he cooks, he gives people a sense of ease and enjoyment.

It’s not that he likes cooking, but that setting aside more than an hour a day to do other things is also a kind of relaxation for the nerves that have been tense, and it can empty the brain. At this time, he doesn't think about any study related things like cultivation, archeology, etc. He just thinks about cooking well, having a big meal, and rewarding himself.

Food is one of the easiest and fastest ways to reward yourself.

Except, of course, those who have to eat just to live.

A small sense of satisfaction and joy can make him feel good all night.

Habits from previous lives.

"It smells so good!" Angelo Nell and Shaohui couldn't help but whispered before the first two dishes were ready.

After serving the table, the two stared intently for a long while.

A look ready to move.

It's not that they haven't seen the world, but that in this era, even the three meals a day of the nobles are nothing new.

When the plates were all over the table, the two suddenly understood why Moore Lane came every day.

Before they ate, the two of them were already hungry enough.

When Art called Noah Godwin, dinner began, and the two reached for the braised pork tacitly at the same time.

It is precisely because of the common preference of "like to eat meat" that the two became friends.

There is no thought of cutting a piece of braised pork, and the whole piece is directly sent to the mouth.

Then, the eyes of the two of them lit up at the same time, and they immediately stopped thinking about talking during the meal.

Concentrate on eating!

There is one thing to say, their eating movements are very elegant, obviously trained in etiquette, but the speed is a little fast.

Almost all the braised pork in a casserole went into the stomachs of the two of them.

Yate saw that they didn't come to the door to apologize, but to get a meal!

Claire focuses on sweet and sour fish.

Art, Moore Lane, and Noah Godwin wouldn't fight them either.

After eating, the two said goodbye with satisfaction.

Just the two of them are outsiders, so it's not appropriate to stay.

Moreover, the time for the cliché has already been missed, so come back tomorrow.

However, they finally did not forget their mission.

"How's it going?" Angelo Nell patted his stomach in a disfigured way after getting in the car.

Completely broke the "tranquil and elegant" image.

In contrast, the tall and tall Shaohui was much more elegant, she just pursed her lips, as if reminiscing about the lingering fragrance of her teeth and cheeks, before saying after a while: "He basically doesn't believe what you said."

She hadn't spoken much before, just observing Yate.

"Isn't it?" Angelo Nel muttered dissatisfiedly as he stopped his hands.

"Besides, he has the aura of the moon on him." Shao Hui added, sniffling her nose.

"You mean, he is a believer of that lady?" Angelo Nell asked in surprise.

Didn't doubt her words at all.

"I only know that the breath of the moon on his body is very pure." Shao Hui said.

"Then try it out a few more times!" Angelo Nell said sternly with a sullen face.

Shao Hui defaults.

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courtyard.

Moore Lane and Claire also left an hour later, leaving Art and Noah Godwin alone.

"Come with me." Art didn't wait until late at night, and took Noah Godwin to the Church of the Soul.