At this time, Richard came out, holding two glasses of ice water in his hand, and handed one to Karen. Seeing that Karen was looking at the photo, he offered to introduce:

"This is my grandfather, behind is my father, my father's right is my little aunt, you just met, the one on the left is my eldest aunt."

"What is your great aunt's position?" Karen asked. . .

"She died," said Richard. "She died before I was born, that's what my grandfather and father told me."

Died before you were born?

Then how did I get here?

Karen suddenly realized a problem, that is, "my" parents did not leave any photos. Of course, it can be considered that taking pictures was not fully popular at that time, but the Inmeles family did not lack the treatment of a family portrait.

Moreover, even if there is no photo, you can find an artist to paint a portrait like ordinary wealthy people, but Karen was at home and did not find any relics about "his" father and mother.

In "Karen"'s own memory, because his parents passed away when he was a child, his memory and impression have long been blurred. The only thing left is that he witnessed the scene of his grandfather killing his parents. A very abstract painting.

Even in the communication with Uncle Mason and Aunt Winnie, it can be found that they know very little about their "own" mother.

A large part of the reason for this is that Uncle Mason and Aunt Winnie left home early to pursue their own careers and lives. Life doesn't intersect.

It was several years after their "own" parents had an accident, and they returned home one by one due to career and family changes. In the past few years, grandpa had supported the operation of the funeral club alone.

Only then did the grandfather lay off the family's mortician and accountant after the son and daughter returned home.

Therefore, Uncle Mason and Aunt Winnie did not really live under the same roof as their sister-in-law.

Karen only knew that "his" mother was also a judge just like his father. The two were polluted during a mission, and finally begged Diss to kill them. Diss could only reluctantly send his son and daughters-in-law killed, but seem to retain part of their souls;

In the evening, Diss would light a candle alone in the study to meet his son and daughter-in-law.

Therefore, no one in the family, except Diss, should know the true identity and origin of "my" mother.

No, there's a person...it's supposed to be a cat, and it should know something.

But Pu'er never told himself about his "self" mother, because he knew that he was not his "self", so he probably wouldn't be interested in his mother's affairs, so he didn't say anything about it, or did he not say it on purpose?

Karen didn't think that Pu'er had some kind of special purpose in hiding it from herself, because the fact is... this matter, if you say it, it means you don't say it.

After all, it is impossible for Karen to raise a glass and clink glasses with Richard:

"Oh, my dear cousin!"

"Ah, my dear cousin!"

This scene is impossible, because it is impossible for Karen to reveal his identity to him.

In the entire Cult of Kosmos, probably only Rathma knew that he had left Ruilan, but Rathma is in a very strange state now. He seems to be trying to condense his godhead fragments by imitating his grandfather's previous path, so he can't informer.

But his situation is very special. On the one hand, he will not inform, but on the other hand, he cannot be contacted. Karen once tried to understand Rathma's current situation by using the theory of "points and surfaces" of the gods to analyze God. this state.

However, it is impossible to reveal the identity of Karen "Inmeles" to anyone other than the special Rathma, which would cause a lot of trouble.

However, his trouble is a bit special, and it is different from the trouble that ordinary people understand.

Although my grandfather blew up the Temple of Order and hung an elder of the Temple on the cross, he also expressed very clear disrespect for the God of Order...

But once their identities are exposed within the Cult of Kosmos, then they probably...will confess themselves.

Because my grandfather is asleep, not dead.

Like the banquet held at the Ankara Hotel when Ophelia arrived last time, I could sit down, but the grandsons of the bishop's family in Leon Vicole could only stand by and keep talking to me.

It's just that if this is the case, then the path I chose and the sacrifices my grandfather made to pave the way for me will be in vain.

In other words, it is very likely that Richard's family really did not know the whereabouts of "his" mother, otherwise his family would definitely be implicated as a result.

So, did "my" mother, like Pu'er, break up with the family and leave home?

Karen sat on the sofa with a water glass in hand.

Some things, if you don't think about it, you will take it for granted, but once you look back and try to think about it, you will find another layer of reality hidden under the taken for granted.

First of all, "my" parents were killed by Diss because they were polluted.

So, what kind of pollution, even Diss is helpless, can only choose to use this most extreme method to help them end their suffering?

Diss, who has always attached great importance to family affection, cannot watch his son and daughter-in-law suffer in order to hide his realm. If there is a way, he will definitely do his best.

So, what kind of pollution did "my" parents suffer from?

Is it possible for ordinary judges to participate in the task of being exposed to that kind of level pollution?

Pu'er has always liked to say a word: Judge is the top professional of the Inmeles family.

Therefore, "my" parents are actually judges like Diss, but they are not judges?

What's more, neither Uncle Mason nor Aunt Winnie chose to take over the funeral home at home, that is, they didn't want to enter the church circle. For "my" father who inherited the family business, Diss should treat him with no higher standards than his own. This grandson is bad.

Diss can personally choose a fiancée for himself, so has Diss also chosen for "his" father?

Looking at it this way, if "my" mother was just an ordinary judge, it would be a little abnormal.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Richard asked.

"Thinking about the Academic Affairs Building, the outside must be crazy now."

"Oh, of course." Richard laughed, "This slap really hurts on the face."

The Academic Affairs Building does not belong to the "high-end place" of the Cult of Order in York City. Many of the offices in it are actually the management departments responsible for the church's grassroots level. The real high-level departments and senior figures generally do not appear there.

Even Neo, it's just a meeting place there.

But it is indeed a symbol of the Cult of Kosmos in York City. Attacking in this way is undoubtedly a serious provocation to the Cult of Kosmos. No, it is no longer a provocation, it is a declaration of war!

There is no reversal, no regression, unless the Cult of Kosmos is willing to let go of the hegemony established since this era, otherwise it will inevitably take endless revenge on the attacker, even if the attacker is another orthodox church.

As for the Palmyreth Church...

Karen suddenly felt that this obvious act of framing might bring about a turnaround for the Pamires Cult.

"Do you need a shower?" Richard asked. "You should be very clean. I felt it when I was carrying the stretcher."

"felt it?"

"Details, details, although you don't care about being stained with blood and dust on your clothes, but some habits cannot be changed. If you want to take a shower, you can go to the second floor to wash, and I will bring you my new clothes."

"No, I'll go back and wash."

"You're welcome, as I said, I may just be pleasing to your eyes and have no other intentions, don't get me wrong.

Damn, I'm starting to doubt myself for no apparent reason. "

"I see."

After all, he is a real old watch.

Karen knew that some people were born with a sharper perception of "blood", and it was obvious that Richard belonged to this kind of people.

"You really don't want to wash it? I still have a few unworn robes. I wanted to exchange them for you."

God robe?

Karen stretched out his hand and gently squeezed his sleeve, and said with some disgust: "Forget it, let's wash it, or I will always feel uncomfortable."

"On the second floor, I'll get you clothes."

"Thanks."

Karen went up to the second floor. There didn't seem to be many permanent residents in this house. It might even be that Richard lived with his parents. His mother wasn't in York City yet, and his father probably wouldn't come back, so Richard was basically alone.

After taking a shower, Karen saw two sets of divine robes placed at the door of the bathroom. He reached out and touched them. The material was smoother than silk, and there should be small formations carved inside.

I chose a black one to wear on my body, and immediately felt a very comfortable feeling. I tried to instill a little spiritual power into it, and felt the six formations embedded in the clothes.

They are self-cleaning, temperature control, fire prevention, waterproof, concealment and purification.

It must be several times more expensive than the order I placed.

As for the divine robe, except for some specific colors and patterns that are unique to different positions, the degree of freedom in other aspects is actually very high.

The church is a highly hierarchical world, and everyone is in awe and counts.

When Karen went downstairs, she saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room, similar to the one in the photo, but with many vicissitudes. He was Richard's father, that is, his...uncle.

Judge Eisen Gumanshu was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. When Karen walked down the stairs to the living room, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at Karen.

"My lord, hello, I am invited by Richard."

Karen salutes Eisen.

Eisen nodded and said nothing.

"My lord, I will take my leave first."

Eisen said, "Richard went to buy supper, and he asked me to stay and eat with you."

"No need, my lord, I'll go back first."

"This is the first time my son has brought a friend home." Eisen said in a calm tone that there was no doubt.

"Yes, my lord."

Karen could only sit down on the sofa.

"Introduce yourself."

Eisen and his son seem to be two extremes. He doesn't like politeness very much. From his expression, Karen can feel a kind of pain.

It's the kind, in order to fulfill the responsibility of a father, to complete the task of expressing some greetings to the son's friends.

This is not due to contempt of status... Although it is normal to disdain a servant of God or even a judge in terms of the status of a judge.

The man in front of him may be in a different department, but in terms of status, he should be on the same level as Qi He.

Karen felt that he should have... social barriers.

No wonder Richard's mother separated from him.

Another correct example is Uncle Mason. Uncle Mason is an optimist no matter what, so even if the business fails, he can still have a good relationship with Aunt Mary.

"I am a servant of God under the Pavaro Trial: Karen Silva."

"Pavaro?" Eisen looked at Karen, "Your boss is a nice person."

talking,

He closed his eyes in some pain, and Karen saw his facial muscles trembling slightly, and forced out another sentence:

"Convey... my regards to him."

"Okay, my lord, I will convey it to you."

call…

Karen heard a long sigh of relief, and it seemed that the task, or "role play" called father, was finally completed.

Then, Karen and Mr. Eisen sat there, and the two fell into a long silence.

Until, when Richard returned home, he was carrying the supper bought from a nearby restaurant in his hand, and he even skipped and hummed while walking.

At this time, a black crow flew in from the ventilation window and landed on Eisen's shoulder.

Eisen said: "I have something to do, I'll go first, you eat."

Karen noticed that the crow's posture and movement details perfectly matched Mr. Eisen's pace when he stood up from the sofa and walked. If it was a communication crow spell issued by someone else, it would be impossible to achieve this kind of coordination of;

Unless, it was a crow "pinched" by myself.

Is this calling yourself to call yourself out?

Eisen left.

Richard put the bought food on the coffee table, opened the box, and said with a smile: "My father is like this. He is not targeting you, let alone looking down on you. Don't take it to heart, because he treats me the same way."

"Will not."

Uncle's psychological problems are so serious that he will have social barriers even when facing his own son?

Thinking about it from another angle, if such a person can sit in the position of judge, how good is his own strength?

"Come, have supper."

"good."

Richard bought chicken wraps, roast beef slices, and sausages, plus a green salad.

The two of them were halfway through eating when the wall clock in the living room suddenly rang.

"My grandpa is here." Richard stood up and went to the entrance to open the door.

Your grandpa, isn't that...my grandpa?

Karen also put down his fork, stood up and looked towards the entrance.

"Where's your father?"

"Father said something to do, just left, grandpa, why are you here?"

"I miss you, let's take a look."

Immediately, Karen saw an old man walking in accompanied by Richard.

"Yo, there are guests here."

"Yes, Grandpa, he's my friend, Karen."

"Hello, my lord." Karen saluted the old man.

Everyone in Richard's family, he must salute his lord.

"good."

Deron Goodman nodded and sat down on the sofa: "I'm hungry too."

Richard immediately went into the kitchen to fetch a fork and a plate for Grandpa.

Karen noticed that the divine robe on the old man was blue, with a clear pattern of formation runes on it.

Delong ate two chicken rolls first, then ate some beef, picked up the water that his grandson next to him poured for him, and took a big sip before letting out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"It was almost today, and the Academic Affairs Building was almost completely collapsed."

"Grandpa, are you in the Academic Affairs Building today?"

"Yeah." Deron nodded, "Not only am I here, but I also saw you and your friend carrying the wounded on a stretcher."

"Why didn't Grandpa call me?"

"I'm presiding over the formation, so I don't have time to call you. You are not afraid that I will be distracted and the building above will fall down and kill you. By the way, what are you going to the Academic Affairs Building for today?"

"Receiving my allowance, it will be grandpa and grandma's wedding anniversary in a while. I want to prepare a commemorative gift for grandpa and grandma, but I don't have enough coupons. I think I have not received the allowance of the servant of the gods, so I go to get it." gone."

Karen glanced at Richard. If it wasn't for his special closeness to him, Karen would really doubt whether he was Mr. Eisen's own.

Delong smiled and took out a passbook from the cuff of the divine robe, and put it on the coffee table: "Get some coupons from here, I won't tell your grandma, I will give her a surprise then."

"Okay, grandpa." Richard obediently accepted the passbook.

This passbook is used to store coupons, and Karen himself has it, or in other words, every member of the cult, even a servant of the gods, actually has it, but Karen has never deposited coupons in it, and the income of the team is also in the form of cash issued.

Because he is just a servant of God with a monthly allowance of 100 coupons, and if he deposits tens of thousands of coupons in it, a fool can see that there must be something wrong.

"Fortunately, you are here today, grandpa. Otherwise, the building would have collapsed completely, and how many people would have died."

"Our department has a meeting today." Deron nodded, "Yes, fortunately."

Really lucky?

When the building was about to collapse, the department in charge of maintaining the formation happened to have a meeting in this building?

"So, Grandpa, did you really direct and act yourself?" Richard asked proactively.

Deron glanced at Karen who was sitting across from him, shook his head, and said, "No, the Sacred Church won't be ashamed to use this method."

"Why is that?" Richard continued to ask.

Deron didn't seem to want to continue this topic, but said, "Didn't you say you want to join the Whip of Order?"

"Yes, Grandpa, you finally agreed?"

"I never objected to it. Many big shots are promoted through the path of the Whip of Order, and the higher ups also attach great importance to the Whip of Order's resume. If you want to choose this path, I have always been in favor of it, but I chose it for you. That squad..."

"The last time Captain Gengdi met, I really didn't like the respectful way you treated me. I felt that it was boring to follow such a captain, and it didn't fit my imagination of the Whip of Order at all.

I still want to join that team, the one just transferred from Sampo City, I heard about them when I went to Sampo to accompany my mother.

Not long ago, didn't they just make a great contribution, destroying two lost teams, cutting off the polluters, and getting Lax copper coins. "

"It's not impossible for the two lost teams to be rescued," Deron reminded.

"In that case, we should use the most decisive way to solve everything!" Richard said, "The team with this style will only enjoy themselves!"

Obviously, as a young man, he was obsessed with the style of the Neo team.

Karen suddenly wanted to laugh, his cousin actually wanted to join his team.

"Do you know how the above described this team, saying that they are a group of hounds." Deron said.

"Grandpa, I think being able to be described as a group of hunting dogs is the greatest compliment to this team. I hope to go to this team for training. I also believe that grandpa will see a different me in the future."

This is the benefit of having a family background. Dincomb and Pique used to be able to drink soda and sit in the funeral club and stare blankly at the sky;

But Richard can not only directly arrange into the Whip of Order team, but also pick and choose on this basis.

The more Richard talked, the more excited he became~lightnovelpub.net~ In order to impress his grandfather to help him arrange, he continued:

"Grandpa, don't you want me to find a solid girlfriend to marry and start a family? I know you are very dissatisfied that my mother only gave birth to me, so you don't want to see your great-grandson and great-granddaughter sooner?"

"Of course I do, but what does this have to do with your joining the Whip of Order team?"

"It's related, it's very related!"

Richard stood up, very excited and admiring:

"I heard that this team was responsible for the **** mission of Dark Moon Island last time, and then one of their team members successfully made Her Royal Highness Princess of Dark Moon Island go back with a big belly!"

"..." Karen.

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