Chapter 281 The first shot is just to tell you that I am here (6k)

In the city of Rodgrens, Moon, who had been preparing for three days, was now sitting in a tavern in the lower town with Lily.

Lily ordered a cup of Silver Spring, which shouldn't be available in a place like this.

Moon just asked for a glass of malt juice.

By the time Moon had almost finished his wort, there were few customers left in the tavern.

So Moon stood up and walked towards the boss who was wiping the wine glasses.

Lily stood up silently and followed him.

Seeing Moen coming, the boss stopped what he was doing and said:

"What's the matter, sir? Do you want to pay the bill or order something else?"

Moon said directly to him:
"Can you get some Clawron venom?"

Although the Klau Dragon is also called a dragon, it is only a sub-dragon species. It is not as exaggerated or rare as a pure-blooded dragon.

The tavern owner laughed out loud:

"Sir, what are you talking about? This is just a tavern. How can I get that stuff? It's a controlled substance."

Moon said quietly:
"The fact that you can give the lady next to you a silver spring shows what you do here."

The tavern owner became more and more speechless and said:
"Sir, Silver Spring is not a controlled substance."

Moon still said calmly:
"Yes. It's not a controlled substance, but it's much harder to deal with than Claw Dragon venom. You don't need to say anything more. You and I both know what the other party does, and we also know that there are simply too many places like yours in such a big city."

"So, either you just tell me if you have it, or I'll go out and find another one."

What this family does, Mo En had seen clearly on the way here, and it was basically the same as what he had seen before. He specifically asked for the Silver Light Spring, and the other party acknowledged their identity at the meeting.

This is one of the black market's facades and trading points.

There are always such places in any region and at any time.

The tavern owner, who was meeting this kind of guest for the first time, could only shrug and say:
"Well, you are the guest, you are the most important. Come with me, we will talk later."

After saying that, the other party took the initiative to walk to the back of the tavern.

Moon and the other man did not hesitate at all.

The tavern owner walking in front did not take them directly to the backyard, but opened the cellar directly after entering the door.

The tavern owner who walked in first laughed and said:
"So, you guys are still coming down?"

Moon and the other man followed without stopping.

This made the tavern owner raise his eyebrows.

This kind of behavior is either a sign of great skill and courage, or just stupidity.

He didn't like the former because it was prone to uncontrollable factors, and he disliked the latter even more because it was really stupid.

But there is no reason for a businessman to refuse door-to-door business.

He could only continue to lead the two people through a long secret passage and finally arrived at a large underground warehouse.

Not only are there a large number of controlled substances here, but there are also several strong men who look very tough to deal with.

They are also the reason why the tavern owner dares to bring Moon and the other two here directly.

Their business is not excessive, so this level of power can almost handle everything.

When we arrived at the place, the tavern owner asked:
"So why aren't you afraid? This is the first time I've seen a guest like you."

Moon didn't answer him. It was Lily behind Moon who answered him.

She said to the tavern owner:

“Because your place is the cleanest.”

This sentence made everyone here laugh. What kind of reason is this?
"It doesn't taste like blood."

The people who were still laughing just now suddenly stopped talking.

"What do you want besides Clawron's venom?"

Moon directly handed the other party a list that he had prepared long ago.

After reading it, the other party frowned and said:

“Some things take a little time.”

Moon said simply:
"You must know other black market merchants. Contact them and ask them to get some goods for you."

The tavern owner put down the list and looked at Moon and said:

"That's a bit too much money."

Not to mention that he would of course charge more, his peers would also certainly take the opportunity to raise the price, so that the goods that are already at a premium on the black market could be worth more than ten times as much after they are in his hands.

Moen also looked at him and said:

"You don't need to worry about that."

“I want to see the money first.”

"We are right here. Are you still afraid that we will run away? So I have to get the goods first."

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and after a while, the tavern owner gave in:
"Well, you are the guest, you decide. But, close the door."

As the tavern owner spoke, a wooden door suddenly appeared in the passage that had no doors just now, blocking it tightly.

The door looked very fragile, but considering how abruptly it appeared, it was probably best not to judge it by its appearance.

Moon and the other man stood there unmoved.

This made the tavern owner feel a lot more at ease.

People also became casual:

"A lot of this stuff you want is completely incomprehensible to me, so what are you going to do?"

Seeing that Moon didn't answer, the tavern owner also raised his hand and said:
"Okay, okay, my bad, I shouldn't have asked."

But Moon unexpectedly continued:
"I need you to get another bottle of good wine, the kind that can be a stepping stone to success."

"Whose door are you knocking on?"

"He is not a very noble man, just a priest, although he is in the church of Rodgrens."

"Well, that doesn't really require very fine wine. I'll take care of it. But the money is getting more and more, so, how are you going to pay?"

Moon didn't look like he had much money on him.

After looking at him for a few seconds, Moen stepped forward and whispered in his ear:

"I originally prepared a recipe for an anesthetic from the Third Age. It was a legacy from the palace of the Ganas Empire. But now..."

The drawn-out ending made the tavern owner subconsciously hold down the dagger at his waist, and the other strong men also looked over as they noticed something was wrong.

But Moon had no intention of doing anything. He just spoke to his boss in human language:

"Do you want to hide your identity perfectly? Stranger?"

The boss immediately looked at Moen deeply and said:

"If true, you seem to be making the deal lopsided."

Moen smiled and said:

"There's someone behind you, isn't there?"

Moon once posted a large number of bounty collection messages on the dark web.

Among them, a time traveler told him that in the New World, they had united to set up a very large underground chamber of commerce.

Said that if necessary, they could continue to cooperate in the New World.

And this is what Moon is talking about now.

The reward he offered was indeed far more than what he asked for, but it was not for the tavern owner, it was for their Chamber of Commerce to see.

The boss frowned. He was becoming increasingly confused about the guy in front of him.

Is this a human companion or an indigenous person?

"Don't think too much, sir. I'm the buyer and you're the seller, that's all."

The boss then shrugged and said:
"You're right."

Soon, everything Moon wanted was delivered.

A bottle of good wine that knocked on the door, a large-caliber breech-loading rifle, and a bunch of controlled substances that were so miscellaneous that they had no idea what they were for or what they could do with them.

"And what's your reward?"

In response to the tavern owner's question, Moon took out a potion from his arms and handed it to him:
"Don't tell me you black market people don't have your own testing methods."

This wasn't mixed with Moon's own blood, as his blood would be too prone to accidents.

So this is the spare part that Morn prepared when he was the King of the Moon using the blood of Grand Duke Akado and the magic ring.

"Of course."

The tavern owner muttered something and went into his workshop with his things.

The rest of the men stood there and looked at Moon and the other man. The wooden door still did not disappear.

After a while, the tavern owner came out thinking about it, and then he asked:

"How many more do you have?"

Apparently, he had proven it was the real deal.

So he wanted more.

But Morn just said to him:
"We'll talk about that next time. Don't worry, this won't be the last time we work together. Finally, although these are not special things that can be directly traced, I still hope you remember to do it cleanly. This is my personal reminder and goodwill."

He was going to do something that was very small to him but very big to others.

So Moen also gave a reminder, although he shouldn't have to remind him.

After saying that, Moon took these things and left the underground warehouse.
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When the time came that afternoon.

Moon, who had changed his clothes and even his face, was now standing in front of Rodgrens Cathedral.

Now the whole city of Rodgrens is decorated with lights and there are people everywhere dressed up for traveling.

Because of the boy's blasphemous summons three days ago.

The entire New World was once engulfed in darkness.

I heard that it caused quite a stir within the church.

So let alone other places.

In fact, if it weren't for this, Moon wouldn't have met so many people when he first arrived.

People are feeling uneasy about this.

So in order to stabilize people's hearts and emphasize the rule of the church.

Patriarch Rodgrens specially prepared a procession for blessing.

He will bless the people of Rodgrens today on behalf of the Church in the name of the Two Supremes.

Although everyone knew that the goddess no longer responded to prayers since the king left.

But faith is a strange thing.

In a world without gods, people will pursue faith madly, let alone a world where gods really exist?
This is all for this purpose.

Even just now, Moon saw with his own eyes the team of Patriarch Rodgrens leaving in front of him.

But that’s not Moen’s goal right now.

Moon is now looking for the priest.

For ordinary people, entering Rodgrens Cathedral is neither difficult nor easy.

That means just using the money to pave the way.

After donating a sum of money in front of the priests at the church gate, which made them all very satisfied.

Morn was admitted into the holy church of their Redeemed Lamb.

Of course, a body search is required.

But Moon only had a bottle of good wine.

Because Moon had just shown great piety, the priests were happy to answer Moon's questions:
"Father Hal, right? Yes, he's in there. The third room on the left is his prayer room."

After expressing his thanks, Moon quickly found the place according to the instructions.

After knocking on the door, Father Hal was obviously surprised by the visitor.

"May I ask who you are?"

Moon raised the wine in his hand and said:

"Father Hal, have you forgotten me? It was you who baptized me back then! I came here today to thank you for your guidance. Look, here is the gift I prepared for you."

After noticing what kind of wine Moon was holding, Father Hal instantly became enthusiastic:

"Oh, so that's the case, dear sir. Please forgive me for not recognizing you at first sight. You are, yes."

“You baptized me in Gastown.”

Gastown? I remember where I was, but did I baptize this guy?
Father Hal couldn't remember much, but who cares.

This was not something he asked for, but something the other party gave to him!
After closing the door, Father Hal invited Moon to sit across from his table with increasing enthusiasm, and even took out two silver cups from his collection.

"Because you brought some rare good wine, I took out my collection as well."

Seeing the cup in the other person's hand, Mo En smiled and said:
"Ah, I know that. These are cups of the vampire clan. Judging from the patterns, they should be the collection of the Tora family. Perhaps they once contained the blood of some great man a few centuries ago."

Moon's answer made Father Hal even more satisfied.

"You are a very well-informed gentleman, so, shall we begin?"

"Of course, please take a seat and I'll pour the wine."

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

Having said this, Father Hal had already sat down opposite Moon automatically.

Behind him is an emblem consisting of a dragon and a holy spear.

Seeing this scene, Moen couldn't help but say:
"In the past, I remember it should be the lion and the holy spear."

In response to this, Father Hal turned his head slightly and took a look, then said nonchalantly:

"Ah, a lion? God, that must have been years ago. It's always been like this since I've been here."

"Let's talk about this while enjoying some fine wine, dear sir!"

In response to Father Hal's request, Moon nodded in agreement:

"of course."

After saying that, Moon picked up the bottle and smashed it on the table.

"you--!"

Looking at the splashing wine, Father Hal said a word in shock and anger, and then nothing else.

Because Moon then grabbed the broken bottle and swung it forward.

The sharp fragments accurately cut the opponent's throat.

This made him unable to even call for help and he could only lie on the chair and twitch, covering his bleeding neck.

No one knew whether the two silver cups in front of him had ever contained the blood of a great man, but now they contained his own blood.

And it was useless for him to call for help because the place was extremely soundproof.

After all, there are always some redemptions and donations that are not suitable for outsiders to hear and happen in the priests' prayer rooms, right?

Then entering the church does require a body search, and it is difficult for a mortal to circumvent this.

But what kind of rare weapon is needed to kill a priest whose status as a transcendental being is questionable?
A broken wine bottle will suffice.

The smell of blood has been completely masked by the aroma of the wine.

As the other person continued to twitch, Moon picked up the documents on his desk.

After a brief search, Moon found the list of people sent to hard labor.

The boy's father's name was clearly written on it.

This made Morn sigh, because now was not the time to save him.

It would be easy to just rescue the boy's father, but Moon wanted to rescue all the people in Rodgrens Penitentiary.

So that will have to wait.

And this is also part of the plan.

Morn has already chosen his method of entering Camelot and assassinating the Pope.

However, in order to achieve this smoothly, Moon took the paper and pen next to him and left a letter on the table.

Moon sat quietly there and confirmed the other person's death before walking out of the room.

After closing the door, Moon, who smelled of alcohol, smiled at the church knights here:

"Dear gentlemen, Father Hal has drunk too much, so he hopes that you will not disturb him for a while."

The knights all smiled knowingly, and then personally escorted Moon out of Rodgrens Cathedral.

When Morn left the church and hid among the crowd, he also tore off the mask he was wearing.

Another ordinary face was revealed.

It was one of the things he bought on the black market.

Anyone can get it if they are willing.

He is now going to carry out his second goal of the day.

A priest who relies on the church's huge power to show off his power is very easy to deal with. You don't need to make any arrangements to kill him or even escape unscathed.

But this is not what Moon wants, Moon wants more.

Therefore, his second target was Patriarch Rodgrens who was on tour praying for blessings!
Whether it is the best way to assassinate the Pope or to save those poor people who were sent to hard labor, the Patriarch is a necessary part of the solution.

Because those people were sent to the mines owned by him to do hard labor.
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On the other side of the city of Rodgrens, the Patriarch's procession had already arrived.

Everywhere you look, there are crowds of people.

If the knights had not arrived early to clear the way, this huge convoy would have been stuck in a traffic jam.

The Patriarch, standing on top of a luxurious carriage pulled by twelve dragon horses, was waving to the believers below with great satisfaction.

He was too lazy to recite the scriptures for these untouchables. In fact, he almost forgot the beginning of the scriptures.

Anyway, the king died a long time ago, and the goddess has completely closed herself off.

Memorizing the scriptures was just for the purpose of climbing up, and now he has climbed up!

In just three months, his tenure at Rodgrens will be successfully concluded.

Then he would wait to return to Camelot and become a cardinal. By then, relying on his connections and accumulation, he would soon begin to be promoted to demigod and become a true immortal.

In order to enjoy his hard-earned power in the long run.

The more I think about this.

The Patriarch couldn't help but close his eyes with his heart fluttering.

The noble cardinal and the distinguished demigod, what a wonderful combination!

Well, now I finally understand why Cardinal Moss was so stingy with me.

There are a limited number of cardinals, and when someone goes up, someone else has to go out.

Especially since everyone has lived for so long.

It is indeed necessary to take good care of the people below.

Thinking of this, the Patriarch couldn't help but think about how he and the other cardinals would check and balance the people below while making them work hard for him.

No, no, no, it's too long to think about this now.

My main priority now is to ensure that I can be promoted to Cardinal and become a demigod.

So, um, things need to be wrapped up cleanly here.

All the hard laborers in that mine must be dealt with before leaving.

After all, although everyone does these things, it would be bad if someone brought this thing to the table to block me.

And, what else?

I need to think about this carefully.

The Patriarch, who was thinking hard about his own promotion, and everyone around him had never expected that...

At this moment when everyone is paying attention and the gods are blessing us.

Gunshots were fired.

The moment the gunshots rang out, no one had yet reacted to what was happening.

Even the knights and extraordinary beings who were guarding the Patriarch had the first reaction of - who fired the salute?

The Patriarch himself didn't care at all.

Because their rule has been peaceful for too long.

A few decades of prosperity and strength are enough to make a powerful empire completely indulge in a life of decadence and debauchery.

What’s more, the church’s prosperous rule in the New World continues to this day?

It is true that many clergymen died unexpectedly due to the resistance of the untouchables.

But there has never been a Patriarch at this level.

Even if it's an assassination.

Because even if it is a struggle within their church, once it reaches the level of bishop, they will do everything they can to spare the other party's life.

This is not because they are kind-hearted, but to leave a way out for themselves.

So when the gunshots rang out, no one thought that this would be an assassination attempt on the Patriarch.

The guardian knights who should have reacted the most are still pretending to be doing their job and daydreaming.

Until the ritual under the Patriarch's feet activated itself and lit up the wall of light.

The Patriarch finally came back to his senses and looked ahead.

In his field of vision, there were already large pieces of black matter making hissing sounds on the light wall.

Although no one, including the Patriarch himself, thought it was an assassination.

But this still failed to take the Patriarch's life.

Because this is the world of extraordinary people, the Patriarch is stepping on the protective ritual specially prepared for it by the church.

Now is the time for extraordinary power to show everything.

It was not until this moment that the Patriarch realized that this was an assassination.

Endless shock and anger rose in an instant.

But before he could open his mouth, the second gunshot was heard.

This time, with the previous reminder, the knights finally realized what was happening.

But it was too late, the second attack had hit the light wall in front of the Patriarch.

Previously, there was a black sticky substance stained on the light wall, but now a scarlet substance like blood covered the previous black color.

The engulfing fusion of the two colors made the Patriarch frown slightly and had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment.

There was a violent explosion.

The knight who rushed onto the frame was blown away by the explosion.

The people nearby did not suffer any harm because the frame of the car was too tall and majestic.

The Patriarch was horrified to find that although he was fine, the wall of light in front of him was flashing wildly.

And the strange color did not disappear, but instead covered his vision more and more rapidly.

Is this thing polluting the ritual beneath my feet?

Then the third shot rang out.

This first life-and-death experience instantly caused the Patriarch's instincts to react.

He took off the holy emblem from his chest and held it in front of him.

Under his control, the power of the holy emblem and rituals were all blocked before him.

He believed that this time, nothing would happen to him.

Sure enough, although the third shot was fired, nothing happened in front of him.

This made the Patriarch ecstatic and he shouted to the knights below:

"Go find that damn assassin!"

He didn't need to say anything more, the knights and extraordinary people had already rushed towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

Even the fastest extraordinary person has found the gun that the assassin dropped on the roof.

While cursing the other party for running too fast, he also shouted to the back:

"The assassin has escaped!"

His voice made people feel that the assassination was over.

Then, a fourth gunshot was heard.

It came not from the front, but from behind the Patriarch.

When Moon put down his revolver and disappeared into the shadows, the Patriarch was looking at his broken chest in disbelief.

In disbelief, he gently reached out his hand to touch it, and after confirming that his chest was really empty, he fell straight onto the ritual with endless reluctance and confusion.

"I'm going to be a cardinal soon, how can this happen?"

As he fell, the ritual that he had forcibly modified returned to normal, and a wall of light lit up around him, the brightness of which had not diminished in the slightest.

But the person that the light wall was supposed to protect had already died inside it.

Such a scene almost made everyone freeze in place.

The Patriarch, who represented the highest power, died in front of them without any warning? !
(End of this chapter)