Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 242 Report that you are safe
The collapse of faith is a terrifying thing.

This is especially true when the belief is carried and sustained by hatred.

What sustained Sansa through the ten years she spent in Nanvi was the massacre in Seven Valleys that she remembered. She maintained her hope by recalling the images of her people's blood flowing.

Those masked men in black became her lifelong nightmare.

She hoped that one day the gods would descend to settle the score for that blood debt and completely erase these nightmares from her mind.

In fact, in Sansa's plan, Nanwei City was just the beginning.

What she wants to destroy is the entire country's law enforcement system.

This is why she chose to recognize a church outcast known as Raven as her mentor when he came to her.

She found companions.

At least that's what she thinks.

Raven lived up to his student's expectations, helping Sansa find all the information related to Seven Valleys and helping her learn and understand those things that were buried in her memory.

When Sansa fled Seven Valleys, she was still just a child. All she remembered was hatred. What truly allowed her to fully master the summoning ritual and wield Gladgill's venom was her mentor, Raven.

Not only that, the raven also designed and planned her revenge route.

When she received a letter from her mentor overseas, Sansa knew that the time for revenge had come, and it was time to repay her mentor for the past ten years of patient guidance.

She wanted to dedicate the law enforcement officer named "Milo Valrocan" to her mentor.

Bury all the other law enforcement officers in Nanwei City.

……

But now, not only has she fallen into ruin, but her spirit has also been defeated.

The defeat was complete.

All the hopes that kept Sansa alive have been shattered.

She could no longer sense her master; she was so lonely and helpless.

……

...

Of course, what Sansa didn't know was that her lord, her god, still favored her.

After suffering a crushing defeat, at least, the final condition that Geragi made was that it should leave with its flock.

On the surface, he appears to be a responsible leader.

But Milo would never think in that direction.

In his view, just like those various religions and sects that disappeared after the Great Plague, the loss of believers was a catastrophe for these sects.

There is no difference between them and Geraki.

Its existence requires these relatives.

Otherwise, it's just a puddle of mud in deep water.

Its habitat has been turned into a no-man's-land by Miskatonic University. Perhaps, just perhaps, this is the deepest fear of this Great Old One.

After all, what difference is there between a god without believers and a mortal?

……

"You don't seem to care much about any of this."

On the riverbank, Milo watched old Theon smoking.

This guy, as always, still has that same nonchalant attitude.

"Just remember what you know. Telling me won't help. I don't remember anything after I got drunk tonight." Old Theon shrugged. "Having too many things in your head isn't good for your health."

Perhaps this is the conclusion he reached during his treatment in the mental hospital.

Milo was somewhat unaccustomed to the fact that no one was pressing him for details.

Of course, he also knew in his heart that no one would believe some of the things he said.

"Aren't you afraid she'll commit suicide?" Old Theon glanced at the kneeling woman in the monastery.

“What? Am I supposed to follow the rule of sending prisoners back for trial?” Milo shrugged. “Our department doesn’t seem to have that tradition.”

“Just shoot her. Without all that interrogation material, Rebecca’s report will be easier to write.” Old Theon nodded.

“It’s easier to weave, right?” Milo grinned.

He then patted the weapon pouch at his waist and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I've already used up all my ammunition."

But he didn't borrow a gun from old Theon; instead, he went straight into the monastery.

……

Old Theon did not follow them inside.

He knew that the massacre at Confession Pier was ultimately Sansa's fault, but on an official level, the only connection was the death of Aya Ferguson, which was under investigation.

Bringing Sansa back would not do any good.

Moreover, law enforcement officers have the power to enforce the law and carry out punishments; they can kill criminals on the spot, even if the criminals have already been brought to justice.

However, Theon had no intention of interfering in how Milo decided to deal with Sansa.

As he said, there are some things that only Milo knows, so let Milo make the decisions himself.

……

He had assumed Milo would kill Sansa.

Even if his revolver is out of bullets, he still has the Bowie knife, and even more aggressively, the crowbar can come in handy.

But things didn't turn out the way old Theon had imagined.

After Milo entered the monastery, he whispered something to Sansa in the shadow of the broken walls.

Then Sansa followed him out of the monastery.

The woman looked extremely haggard and miserable, like a ghost, devoid of any life.

Milo didn't even put her hands in shackles.

She just followed Milo blankly behind him, like a walking corpse.

……

"Take some souvenirs with you as a farewell."

Milo picked out a small, delicate altar from the many small altars in the monastery and took it with him.

Old Theon looked at the two men in front of him with a strange expression.

They are clearly law enforcement officers and criminals.

However, the two sides seemed to have no conflicts or entanglements and were in a peaceful coexistence, making the scene somewhat eerie.

“I’m planning to take her to the outskirts of town, but before that I need to go home to pick up some things. Shall we come along?” Milo asked old Theon.

"Go home?" Old Theon squinted.
Do you think it's a good idea to let a prisoner know your home address?

“That’s not a big problem.” Milo glanced back at Sansa, shrugged, and said, “I’m just picking up some things and letting them know I’m safe. Maybe you can stay for a meal after I’m done. After all, you and Kang have been getting along quite well lately, haven’t you?”

Old Theon exhaled a puff of smoke: "Suit yourself."

……

Thus, the two law enforcement officers escorted a serious criminal through the bustling city center back to the residential street of the 23rd parish.

Everything went smoothly along the way.

Sansa seemed uninterested in anything. Even when Milo entered the house and no one was watching her, she stood calmly at Milo's doorstep, waiting without ever leaving.

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(End of this chapter)