Chapter 323: Chapter 228 Who Changed My Script_3
But this cult, which operated outside the event, was quickly caught by the Shelter after completing their mission, and they eradicated it completely…
The clue ca from what Jack witnessed in a hospital in the Outer City District of Amber City…”
Knock, knock, knock…
At that mont, soone knocked on the door.
Without looking up, Howard said softly,
“Please co in.”
...
The door imdiately opened.
A woman with short hair and a dashing appearance walked in, it was Mona.
“Teacher.”
She touched her chest in a salute, calling out respectfully.
“Please take a seat, Mona.”
Howard revealed a gentle smile.
“Yes, Teacher.”
Mona sat down in front of the desk and handed over sothing she was holding.
“This is a Mystic Book from the secret eradication of the Cult Organization, ‘Sorrow Congregation,’ called Records of Bitter Weakness, which records the existence of an Evil God nad ‘Lord of Plagues’… Please decide how it should be handled, Teacher.”
“Hmm, you’ve worked hard, Mona.”
Howard took the ancient book and casually set it aside.
“Are you wondering why I urgently called you back?”
He didn’t answer Mona’s question but diverted the topic instead.
Mona was slightly startled, then a trace of conflict appeared on her face, but finally, after taking a deep breath, she looked straight into the blond man’s eyes.
“Yes, Teacher! Amber City is currently facing tense situations. An Executioner squad was first intercepted by Bales, and the following squad is preparing to start a roundup… If I’m not there, things might get ssy.”
“The Sun Church’s ‘Lamp Protectors’ squad and the Moon Church’s ‘Purple Moonlight’ squad will soon arrive in Amber City, and together with them, three elite Transcendent teams will handle everything. You can stay here at ease.
“And don’t underestimate Ralph; he is also my student, trust him.”
Howard smiled gently.
“You’ve been out training for so long, it’s ti to co back… The Empire needs you to do more than just spend ti in an ordinary city.”
“But… Teacher!”
Mona was sowhat eager.
“You should go now, familiarize yourself with the affairs here, and perhaps you won’t be going back to Amber City anymore…”
Howard waved his hand lightly.
Mona stood up, wanting to say sothing more to plead, but suddenly she saw her teacher’s deep blue eyes, plain yet profound.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Although her teacher had always cared for her and had a gentle attitude, for so reason, Mona still felt a deep reverence for him subconsciously.
“Yes, I understand, Teacher.”
Mona sighed softly, her mood subdued as she turned and left.
Click!
The door closed.
Howard picked up Records of Bitter Weakness, stood up, and walked over to a bookshelf at the side where he slipped it in, muttering to himself,
“Hmm, back again.”
He closed the cabinet door, returned to the desk, and continued reading the script.
But Howard was slightly startled.
He saw—
On the script pages, all the instances of the na “Jero” started to blur.
As if ti were reversing, deep blue ink seeped out, flowing, then spoiling the entire page.
Howard gently closed the script, the cover read Plague Legend.
He lit a cigarette, walked slowly to the window to gaze out, his face expressionless, his eyes eerily calm.
“Huh…”
A puff of smoke was exhaled.
A deep voice echoed in the room:
“Who changed my script? Was it you, Maggie…”
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