Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 368 Near Death
Surrounded by applause, Enid's bewilderment transformed into a different kind of bewilderment.

But you could see an uncontrollable smile on her lips.

However, she was somewhat disappointed not to see the figure she was looking forward to among the many law enforcement officers around her.

……

Meanwhile, Milo had already wandered to the next block.

He walked on the sidewalk, and Eric's shadow appeared on the wall to his left, moving in sync with him.

Eric gestured toward Milo, saying, "She could be a good enforcer, if only she wouldn't mess up my things every time she opens the door."

"How interesting. The same group that initially ostracized her is now the same group clapping and cheering by the roadside. Tch..." Milo curled his lip and made a sarcastic remark.

“Only you, always the same, only thinking about tricking her back home to wash dishes.” Eric’s “speaking” style is now somewhat similar to Milo’s.

“Not really, Finn can handle washing dishes now,” Milo waved his hand.

“Look, even Finn can be put to use now. Can you do what the others do and try to find that warden who lost his stick?” Milo said, patting the wooden awl at his waist.

At this moment, only Eric remained of the Exiled Shadows who were with Milo; the others had been sent away by Milo to investigate elsewhere.

"After the new county magistrate took office, so many city guards were laid off, and there are so many idle city guards with short sticks..." Eric has never liked doing things like searching for a needle in a haystack, which may be partly related to his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

“The Ripper, the Three-Lobed Eye, the City Guard—with so many clues, just pick one to investigate. Everyone's busy, and you're the only one sitting here doing nothing. That's not quite right.” Milo glanced at Eric's shadow.

The latter gestured and asked, "Where are you planning to go?"

“The Church,” Milo replied without hesitation.

"Okay, see you later."

Eric waved his hand, and his shadow vanished instantly.

……

The Exiled Shadows disliked the Church, a fact that began on the Night of the Hunt. Of course, they didn't like the Church when they were still normal people either. But now, their dislike was tinged with a degree of apprehension. The reason was simple: a beam of light from the Eye of Thinking now emanated from the Church's bell tower, and the Exiled Shadows had nowhere to hide under that gaze.

That is Daisy.

As for how Daisy transformed from the so-called "Apostle of Calamity" into the "Eye of Thinking," Milo had no idea. Dillashau might know, but he certainly couldn't tell Milo.

Logically speaking, the Eye of Thinking should have been able to detect many trivial matters that occurred in Nanwei City after the night of the hunt, and Dirashah had frequent contact with Milo as a result, including the previous handling of the cemetery purchase, the vampires, and the creatures in the underground river of the opera house.

But this time, ever since the Glenn incident, the Eye of Thinking has never given Milo any guidance.

Furthermore, Diracio rarely mentioned the Eye of Thinking in his speech.

If, as the vampire Klaus said, a special creature many times more powerful than him has appeared, then regardless of what category that creature belongs to, the Eye of Thinking should be able to detect it.

Even young visionaries like Marty should be noticed by the Eye of Thinking.

So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, something must have happened.

Milo decided to go to the church in person.

……

Leave the city, cross the river, go over the church bridge, and enter the prayer square.

This is a route that many devout followers of the Golden Rule repeat several times a week, but for Milo, it seems like it's been over a hundred days since he last walked this route.

During the day, the Prayer Square is arguably the area in Nanwei City that receives the most intense sunlight.

The background features the church's towering structure, which appears to be embedded in the sky, while the other side offers a glimpse into the relatively low-lying Nanwei city area.

Here, you can see believers almost 24 hours a day.

Besides a large number of locals in Nanwei, a considerable number of believers from other places traveled thousands of miles to the holy site of the state religion to pray. The ground paved with bluestone slabs was spotless, and no one made a loud noise. Everyone was very calm. Accompanied by the melodious hymns that lingered in the air above the square, this place seemed like another world compared to the Nanwei city area.

Further ahead, you can see the vines and branches of the golden tree depicted in the architectural murals. It is said that the artistic quality of these paintings is several stories high, but Milo himself can't make heads or tails of them. He probably won't be able to appreciate them until he gets a glimpse of a deceased painter.

……

Normally, every time Milo enters the church's prayer square, Dirac would suddenly appear in front of him like a ghost.

But even after Milo walked into the main church and strolled around inside, that somewhat annoying figure in the gray robe still didn't appear.

Instead, it was a completely different, unfamiliar face who greeted Milo.

Behind the golden tree sculpture in the church, a nun completely covered in white cloth and wearing an eye patch called out to Milo, who was wandering off:
"The holy water inlet is in front of the church, sir."

Perhaps due to the unique echo effect of the tall and spacious building, the nun's voice was very beautiful; it was the clearest and gentlest voice Milo had ever heard.

Milo didn't initially think the nun was speaking to him, because the blindfold on her head was clearly opaque.

But the nun stopped a meter behind Milo, quietly "watching" him.

Milo subconsciously raised his hand and waved it in the air in front of the nun.

The latter asked again in a soft voice, "Mr. Enforcer?" "Oh, so you can see..." Milo muttered softly, then cleared his throat and said in a normal tone, "I'm not here to collect the holy water, I'm looking for Daisy."

In case the nun was too low-ranking to have access to the beings on the Star Clock Tower, Milo added, "Or Diracho."

A very gentle smile appeared on the nun's lips.

The smile was almost identical to the one Milo had seen when he first met Dirac, making him wonder if these clergy members had some kind of standardized etiquette training.

However, there are still some differences between the two. Perhaps because her eyes were covered, Milo could not see the nun's full expression. He only felt that the girl in front of him was much more innocent than Dillah, but of course, this was just a purely subjective feeling.

To Milo's slight surprise, the nun seemed to know the purpose of his trip.

Because she said:

"You must undergo a holy water cleansing before entering the Star Clock Tower, sir."

……

Five minutes later.

Beneath the enormous gargoyle in front of the church, Milo quickly rubbed his face with holy water. If it weren't for the strange looks from the surrounding believers, he would have even stepped into the pool to wash the mud off his boots.

Then, led by the nun, Milo arrived at the passageway at the back of the church.

He shook the water off his hands and asked casually:
"Is this a step that everyone needs to follow, or is it only for law enforcement officers like us who have blood on our hands?"

“The Star Clock Tower is not open to outsiders, sir.” The nun was very patient with all of Milo’s questions, and her attitude was impeccable.

They walked quite a long way through those narrow passages, so much so that Milo eventually lost his sense of direction.

As they were about to enter the upper floors of the Star Clock Tower, the nun handed Milo something that was relatively less religious in nature.

It's an ordinary white medical mask.

"For your health."

She said to Milo.

Milo tilted his head and glanced at the heavy door behind the nun.

Milo's keen senses allowed him to detect the dark aura constantly seeping out from the crack in the door.

His heart rate also quickened slightly, but not to the point of indicating a crisis, so Milo took the mask and put it on.

……

After opening the door, a hall with antique-style decor comes into view.

In the very center of the hall is a gray stone platform that blends seamlessly with the floor.

Around the stone platform stood some unfamiliar elderly people, some dressed in white and red religious robes, others dressed as modern surgeons. The carts and shelves next to the stone platform were filled with medical instruments and medicine bottles.

Not everyone wears a mask.

For example, the elderly people dressed in church robes and the nun who led Milo there were not wearing masks, while the medical staff nearby were all wearing masks.

Everyone stared at the stone platform with grim expressions.

And lying on the stone platform was Daisy...

……

"Pastor, the law enforcement officer has arrived."

The nun whispered a reminder to the people in front of her.

Milo, meanwhile, strode forward and squeezed his way to the front of the stone platform.

He discovered that Daisy was in terrible condition.

She wore an eye patch like a nun, her cheeks were sunken, and she was breathing weakly.

Her skin was completely bloodless, and her withered forearm, which lay outside the blankets, looked more frightening than the hand of an old ghoul. It was covered with pillowcases, but it seemed that the syringe couldn't even push the medicine into her veins.

"Please do not interfere with the treatment, sir."

The medical staff nearby issued a warning.

At the same time, several unfriendly gazes were focused on Milo.

Milo completely ignored those people, only checking Daisy's faint life force with a complicated expression.

He muttered a curse in a low voice:
No wonder Dillashau was hiding.

……

(End of this chapter)