The crowd looked at Travis, but Travis remained calm.

“He is indeed dead. The Church Court could not have made a mistake on this. Such a blasphemer would have been positively identified, and all his relatives and friends were definitely arrested. That’s the work of the Funeral Attendant, but it wasn’t handled by me. With our methods, no one could have faked their death,” Travis said, but then he was at a loss for words.

Isaac had already infiltrated for so long. Was there really no one who slipped through the net?

Li Xin stretched lazily, rubbing his head, “Can’t keep watching today, time to rest. We’ll start searching again tomorrow. I think we’ll always find something.”

Travis nodded, “Alright, I’ll go contact the captain responsible at that time and further confirm things.”

“Yes, learn about these people’s relationship with Isaac. We should be able to gather some useful information from them. If there are any alive, it’s best to bring them in,” Li Xin said.

“Alright.” Travis nodded instinctively. This lead about the Artificial Human had originally been broken, but Li Xin’s suggestion made them realize they had overlooked such an important clue.

If Isaac deliberately infiltrated the Church Court to conduct this research, then the situation is different. This is definitely an action against the Church Court, and it must be a Cult organization. Their intention is certainly not just to create an Artificial Human, but something bigger and more terrifying.

It’s extremely difficult to infiltrate the Church Court, especially for someone as formidable as Isaac. If he is like this, then this person is far more terrifying than imagined. Fortunately, he’s dead, Travis was sure of that.

This case has gone beyond merely creating terror; it very likely centers around a conspiracy against the Church Court.

Of course, this is only Travis’s thought. Without further evidence, he could not speculate wildly. The Church Court does not like alarmists.

On the carriage ride back, Celestia and Simmons both lost interest in speaking. They felt completely useless in this type of case, not even as useful as Didia. They wondered how Didia was progressing.

Li Xin was also pondering. Number Two was opposed to the Earth Mother Goddess Court. Considering this, he felt it was not suitable to dive too deep into it. He couldn’t afford to offend either side, and what did this have to do with the Night Patrol anyway? Going back to make a judgment on Isaac, he had a feeling that someone like him wouldn’t die so easily. As for Number One, though, he definitely deserved to die. Now it was up to Didia.

Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting.

Didia and the George siblings had fallen out with the Metropolitan, or rather, Didia had been targeted. As one of the eight dukes, how could he bear someone like Simmons giving him orders? Returning to the Knight Academy, he also faced various strange looks. This stalemate not only cost him face but also implicated the Blessed Knight Academy. Though people dared not speak openly out of respect for his status, their eyes gave them away. The past adoration and acclaim had long vanished.

Didia went to the tavern to drown his sorrows, downing a bottle of Golden Torrent right away, his temper particularly irritable. Those around dared not provoke this young master of the Nasser Clan. If Didia wanted to be as arrogant as Anthony, then Anthony would just be a small fry.

In a corner of the tavern, a few young people were drinking and discreetly observing Didia. “Any news?”

“It’s been confirmed, we have someone in the Church.”

“For him to hold back until now, it hasn’t been easy.”

“Heh, with the pressure from over there, it’s bound to explode sooner or later.”

“Should we approach him now?”

“No rush, let’s keep observing.”

“It doesn’t really matter, as long as he takes it, he’s one of us. Nobody can forget that taste, nor betray it, hehe.”

“Let’s wait and see. In these extraordinary times, being cautious is no harm. Didia has to be won over. If the Nasser Clan’s heir gets pulled away, the boss will be angry.”

……

Back at the inn, the carp was still having meal time in the Dragon Mother’s speech. Dalivin had now gotten used to wearing casual clothes, mingling and sweating among the crowd. As he put it, experiencing life is part of being an artist. Kan’s situation was slightly better. He often got gigs performing at bar or store openings, playing up the cost-effectiveness, making money first. Sometimes, the higher the artistic threshold, the greater the difficulty.

Old Fang was faring well, having switched to a storytelling profession. It’s more lucrative than fortune-telling, although still not big money unless he reverts to his main trade. Storytelling maintained a steady livelihood while building some popularity, targeting wealthy patrons when the opportunity arises. Old Fang’s insight into industry innovation was particularly sharp, feeling a royal road lay before him.

After narrowly escaping death last time, David vanished on another spree, no longer sharing stories with inn brothers, causing everyone to sense a bit of restlessness from the Dragon Mother.

Li Xin returned to his room, hanging the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign. It was handy having this sign.

The Gourmet’s spoon was returned, needing a schedule arranged. Perhaps Christie should be treated to a meal this time. She always hosted before, and using work as an excuse could now justify a good meal. If he could have it reimbursed by the Night Patrol, he could claim expenses from Prince Achilles, as costs still needed covering, despite betting. Surely the wealthy Prince Achilles at Dao Yuan wouldn’t default on his debts.

Thinking of this, Li Xin’s mood lightened somewhat, avoiding dark case concerns. Too much thought can make one neurotic.

After calming himself, Li Xin threw the dice. Ever since the fog incident, the dice had been more steadfast than ever. It had seen several uses but still brimmed with energy, presumably sustainable for a while longer.

Judgment: Isaac is still alive.

The dice spun, providing a valid assessment, stopping at… five.

?

Five points, what does this mean, is he dead or not, or half-dead and half-alive, sometimes dead and sometimes alive?

Li Xin didn’t use the First Life Star’s ability because consecutive determinations are very consuming, and it wasn’t necessary for this matter, plus, the rotation rhythm was effective, which meant five points.

He wasn’t sure if Isaac was alive, but one thing was certain, Isaac wasn’t completely dead, that understanding was always correct. In this case, he felt there was a great possibility that Isaac was a person related to Number Two.

Number Two is not just a simple murderer, it might well involve a war between churches, probably something like that. It seemed necessary to talk to Christie; the Night Patrol should better not get involved in matters concerning Number Two. Whether for justice or as negotiation leverage, Number One is the key player.

Li Xin lay on the bed, feeling the room was a bit stuffy. He opened the window for some air and felt his mind was a bit disobedient. Whenever he stopped, he kept ruminating over the details of the case, which really made him feel oppressed. He somewhat understood why Old Luo liked drinking. Having some alcohol to numb himself was an option at this time.

But drinking costs money, and everything in Hedan is fine except that the expenses are too high. He has to save the main funds to send to Aunt Fei. Little Xueyin’s tuition costs a lot of money. Bear with it a little longer. When the influence of “Utopia Mountain’s Revenge” grows bigger, he can talk to the manager about a raise.

Thinking of this, Li Xin suddenly felt motivated to write. Writing for a while could at least help him forget about the case and clear his mind.

He started immediately, but at first, he was still quite distracted and found it hard to concentrate. It took over half an hour before he slowly got into it. In the room, the typewriter clattered non-stop.

In the palace of Hedan Royal City, Estella had already been unsealed, so to speak. As long as she was willing, she could still hold sway over His Majesty the King, albeit by admitting mistakes and promising not to repeat them. As long as she spoke sincerely and understood the issues thoroughly, Father was still reasonable.

After having dinner with the Queen, Ola the Eighteenth went off to handle state affairs. Queen Kelly looked at the smug Estella and shook her head helplessly. As a woman, how could she not know Estella’s little tricks, but such tricks worked very well on men.

“Estella, this is not a game, remember, let it stop with you, tell no one, not even your second brother,” Kelly said.

“Not even the second brother?” Estella was taken aback.

“Yes, that’s the rule. I think you understand, though it may seem unkind, but rules are rules,” Kelly said. “You mustn’t go to the treasure vault again. If you need anything in the future, tell me, and I’ll get it for you.”

“Okay, Mother,” Estella obediently agreed. Don’t be fooled by how stern Father looked; in fact, Estella had many ways to deal with him, if she wanted to use them. But if Mother got angry, there would be no way around it.

“You have come up with very good reasons to start the academic meeting, which is also your father’s intention, hence he released you so easily. But do you know there are changes in the academic meetings now?” Kelly said, peeling a shiny grape for Estella.

Estella gobbled it up, “What changes?”

“You might like it. Unlike before, it’s no longer all noble children. Outstanding individuals from the Knight Academy and Canon Law School are now selected to participate.”

“Really, this is great!” Estella clapped her hands, “Father is wise!”

“Oh, you’re so happy, is there anyone you want to meet?” Kelly asked curiously.

“No, Mother~~~. You know how boring the academic meetings were before, listening to their bragging every day. I want to see what real talents look like. Besides, Father must have deep reasons for making this decision,” Estella responded quickly.

“You should have said that earlier. Your father would surely be pleased to hear it,” Kelly smiled. “You’ve grown up too; you can’t mess around anymore. This is also an opportunity to see if there’s anyone suitable.”

Estella felt a bit overwhelmed; in that regard, she was the same as her second brother. She had no interest at all. Compared to love and marriage, she was more interested in Hidden Powers and adventures. Could girls only have those few pursuits?

Of course, these were just thoughts. If she really spoke them out, Mother might immediately arrange a marriage for her.

“Mother, I know, I am also observing, I’m looking for someone like my elder brother, who has good character, is capable and stable, a pillar of the state.”

“And handsome!” Queen Kelly added.

The mother and daughter exchanged a smile, “Yes, super handsome!”

***

At this moment, the super handsome Dantes finally escaped the castle, drifting in the stormy sea, with thunder roaring and the sky howling. Dantes floated on the ocean, shouting to the sky, he finally made it out…

Having reached this point, Li Xin also let out a breath of relief. Although the word count in the third volume was a bit less, this section would at least temporarily satisfy everyone, which was a fair justification.

Knock knock knock…

“Come in, the door’s not locked,” Li Xin said, casually starting to tidy up the manuscript.

Christie pushed the door open, her graceful figure appearing in the modest room. Looking at the manuscript in Li Xin’s hand, she smiled sweetly, “What a coincidence, are you going to submit the manuscript?”

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