Chapter 499: 496, Director, it’s , Ryan… Chapter 499: 496, Director, it’s , Ryan… What kind of person is Ryan?
Firstly, he’s ntally ill, secondly, he possesses the ability of Wishful Thinking.
In his past life, he was the genius Ryan Hal of the Church.
If he hadn’t died in his twenties, he might have beco the strongest hunter in history.
And now he has beco a madman.
His worldview is completely different from that of a normal person.
He does whatever he wants, whenever he wants to do it.
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Therefore, he stood up and slapped the table, saying, “Hmph, I’m going back to sleep. You don’t understand , Baron Ryan, at all. Talking to you lunatics is really too much trouble.”
Matthew said indifferently, “The eting has just started, and you’re going back to sleep?”
Even if the other person was from His Excellency the Duke, one should at least respect oneself.
Ryan said proudly, “This is how we nobles live, you understand nothing!”
Having said that, Ryan didn’t care about the others and turned to leave.
And Matthew forcibly suppressed the rage in his heart.
The air around them beca gloomy and stagnant.
Everyone’s expression changed slightly, “Your Excellency, please calm your anger, it’s not worth it to fuss over Ryan.”
Matthew took a deep breath, “You’re right, let’s continue our eting.”
“First of all, let’s celebrate, the curse of the Dusk Bell Church has finally disappeared, and although it’s still unclear who is responsible for it, we can now begin the hunt.”
“During this ti, the Evil Spirits in Switzerland have not been reaped, and they’ve beco quite unruly.”
“We will rest for one day, then comnce our hunt; moreover, the Evil Spirit project must also continue. We must bring back the embryo that Dusk Bell has been cultivating for nearly two hundred years.”
“We need more Evil Spirits to ensure the perfect execution of the plan.”
In the past, the Dusk Bell Church had always been studying Evil Spirits and Evil Spirits.
They were trying to create stronger hunters.
It seed to have everything to do with Evil Spirits.
The others nodded in agreent, “We will follow your orders, Your Excellency.”
Matthew said with satisfaction, “There is one more thing, I will disappear for a while soon. The operation of the Dusk Bell Church will be managed by Tiquel and the other bishops.”
Tiquel was the one Matthew had previously ordered to keep an eye on Ryan.
The others naturally had no objections, even though most of the people from Dusk Bell were undercover.
As long as Matthew was still there, as long as Dusk Bell had not returned to the Church, they would not defy Matthew’s will.
Because it was not worth it.
Soon, the eting dispersed…
It was now the middle of the night.
Matthew walked in the darkness, with Tiquel following behind him, “Your Excellency, Ryan’s attitude toward you is so outrageous, should we not teach him a lesson?”
“No… none of you should interfere with him, he… the His Excellency behind him, besides myself, none of you can afford to provoke.”
Tiquel said with a heavy voice, “Who exactly is that His Excellency? You ntioned him during the eting as well.”
Matthew said indifferently, “His na is taboo, and almost all information and records about him have been destroyed. In this world, only five people know of him.”
No sooner had he finished speaking, Matthew thought of Ryan…
So, he corrected himself, “If you count Ryan, that’s about it.”
Tiquel asked, puzzled, “If he is that His Excellency’s man, why did he co to Dusk Bell?”
Matthew thought for a mont, then shook his head, “I’m not sure, but since that His Excellency did so, he must have his reasons. Treat Ryan kindly, also let him see our sincerity.”
“That way, the ti until I et with him might be greatly reduced.”
Tiquel could only nod, “Yes, I understand what to do.”
…
Elsewhere.
Ryan had also arrived at Jas’s room.
He pushed open the door to see Jas lying on the floor wrapped in a blanket resting, with his only remaining hand wrapped in bandages.
The bed next to it had been dismantled.
The bed boards had vanished without a trace.
Ever since he joined the Dusk Bell Church.
Jas had had one good day, which was when he first t Ryan.
From then on, he had been living in the human world’s hell.
His body couldn’t take it; the suffering was beyond words.
So much so, he wasn’t even called for the regular etings of the Dusk Bell Church.
Everyone expressed sympathy for his plight.
As for Ryan.
He scratched his head and said, “Damn it, I’m now Baron Ryan, but my patient Jas is still suffering, and I can’t ignore him!”
“Sigh, but I don’t want to be a doctor anymore, I just want to be a noble…”
Ryan felt extrely conflicted.
He walked over to the sleeping Jas and crouched down to stare at him.
The latter seed to sense sothing and shivered in his sleep, pulling the blanket tighter around him.
Ryan scratched his head and said, “Sigh, although I’m a doctor, I’ve beco a baron, a nobleman, and I want to continue treating Jas, but my noble blood doesn’t allow to do so.”
“Being a noble ans I have to take on responsibilities not ant for my age. I can no longer be a doctor, or it will affect my energy.”
“But I don’t want to give up on Jas. Without the professional care from Dr. Ryan, he will surely die.”
Ryan couldn’t stop sighing.
He kept thinking, trying to find a reasonable solution.
Jas, in his sleep, was drenched in cold sweat.
He seed to be having a nightmare.
Ryan said with a heartache, “Jas, you really can’t manage without , now you’ve started to have nightmares.”
At that mont.
An idea suddenly flashed through Ryan’s mind.
He slapped his forehead, “I have a solution now, from now on, Jas will be the slave of Baron Ryan, and as his master, it’s my responsibility to keep taking care of him.”
“Hehe, Baron Ryan, I truly am a genius.”
After saying that.
Ryan lay down on the floor, grabbed Jas’s blanket, and wrapped it around himself.
He blissfully entered his dreams.
…
“Hey, hey, hey…”
“Hello, is the director there?”
“It’s Ryan, director, please pick up my phone…”
“Fuck! Why is it you again, Freddy, you dumbass, why haven’t you died yet?”
In Du Wei’s dream.
Freddy leaned against the tightly sealed walls of the dissection room, despairing as he watched everything around him.
All he could see was darkness.
This was simply dark humor.
Could there be anything more ironic than this?
“My life, Freddy’s life, is so dark that I can’t even see the end of it.”
Freddy’s gaze was empty as he hung his head and pressed the answer button, though he knew pressing it wouldn’t affect Ryan’s speech.
“I’m telling you, Ryan, just give up. That devil Du Wei hasn’t been in the dreams for a long ti; you won’t be able to find him,” he said.
On the other end of the phone.
Ryan was cursing, “Watch your tone. I’m now Baron Ryan. Speak to more respectfully, or I’ll punish you imdiately and send you to hell.”
Freddy’s eyes lit up, “Is there such a good thing?”
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