Yarin's POV:
"This is Karter, the butler responsible for supervising the people in the Lily of the Valley and eliminating traitors.
"Anthony, the puppet and a capable Lily of the Valley assassin. However, since you have given him a new appearance and body, I'm afraid his original assassination style is no longer suitable. Whether he can still hold this position remains to be seen."
"I will do my best to train my new assassination skills. I will never disgrace your gift." Anthony imdiately stepped forward to express his loyalty.
Linda was very satisfied with her subordinate's understanding of the situation and continued, "There's also another killer, 'Puffin' Tilda. She was sent to the Silver Moon Pack as a spy a long ti ago and hasn't had the ti to receive any baptism from you. Now that she has been unfortunately arrested, I hope she is safe and can co back to reunite with you."
Ian snorted and said disdainfully, "It's good that that kind of trash is dead. She can't even do her job well. She's not worthy of receiving my Lord's grace!"
Linda glanced at him helplessly and said to Azazel, "This is the head of the thugs, 'Gunpowder' Ian, the leader of the thugs. He has always been the vanguard to help you expand the power of the Lily of the Valley. His steel-like body and elephant-like strength have made him rarely fail, thanks to your kindness."
Ian imdiately looked at Azazel with anticipation, and the latter nodded and smiled in acknowledgnt.
"And this 'Secretary' Marissa, you know that humans always like to build useless but complicated and boring relationships. Marissa is like a fish in water, manipulating those stupid but self-righteous people for her use."
Marissa straightened her body. She was a mature woman but acted like a child, waiting for praise.
So Azazel did what he did to Ian to Marissa, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring that Ian and Marissa were starting to fight with their eyes.
"There are two more, 'Floor Scrubber' Ram and 'Cigarette Butt' Marty. Their current situation is the sa as Tilda's. Ram was a researcher, and he was the one who produced the best- selling drug, Pollen, in the Lily of the Valley. In addition, he also worked part-ti to clean up the ss. Marty was the person in charge of the Silver Moon Pack's operation. He had been working hard for the past few years, but in the end, he was tricked by your good grandson, and all his efforts were in vain."
Hearing this, I thought, 'This woman seems very hostile toward .'
Azazel felt it too. He smiled and asked, "You don't like Yarin? He is indeed a little naughty. Boys at this age are all so annoying. Even a girl at this age would be rebellious. When you were young, you were probably also a headache. Back then, your mother really could not do anything about you. She had to bring up every ti before you were willing to listen."
Linda's attention imdiately shifted away from when her past was brought up. I didn't know what had happened, but from her expression, she must have missed that mory. "Please don't ntion these embarrassing things..." She lowered her head in embarrassnt and subconsciously used her index finger to curl the end of her hair and shake it slightly, just like a little daughter spoiled by her father who exposed her childhood misbehaviors.
From the beginning, I felt that everything was very strange.
Linda's attitude toward Azazel was different from the other cultists. The other cultists' loyalty and excitent were mixed with fear that could not be ignored, just like a
dosticated dog that loved and feared its master.
However, Linda was completely different. She was naturally familiar with Azazel as if they were once a family living under the sa roof, and they still felt close after many years of separation.
Moreover, Azazel ntioned that when Linda was young, she even had her mother. Could Linda's faith in Azazel be passed down in her family? Did she grow up with Azazel?
But the tiline didn't match. Azazel had been sealed in the Rocky Mountains by Aunt Dorothy's previous life, Madelyn, hundreds of years ago. Linda didn't look like she was hundreds of years old, and werewolves didn't have such a long life as their ancient ancestors. Wait a minute.
I found myself lost in thought.
Who said that Linda must be a werewolf? Was it because she had the sa appearance as Tilly?
However, Azazel had given his believers all kinds of powers. Who knew if he could provide Linda the ability to disguise herself at will or if he allowed Linda to seize other people's bodies for her own use?
Seizing another person's body.
When this thought appeared in my mind, so vague mories also surfaced.
I once heard from Cynthia that my mother had sent people to monitor the actress Tilly because Aunt Dorothy had discovered sothing wrong with her fate. After that, Tilly retired and disappeared, and the surveillance ended.
It seed that Aunt Dorothy's discovery made sense. Tilly's fate line was unclear because she was no longer 'Tilly'. The person living in her body had long changed.
"As expected of my grandson. He's so smart."
Azazel suddenly spoke. He was eavesdropping on my thoughts again.
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