Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 500 Strange Things Within the Church
After "eating" the mangled remains of black goat calves scattered across the plains, the Scarlet Witch regained consciousness briefly.

This indicates that her digestive system, which is now only half intact, still retains some function.

At least the swallowed food didn't completely leak out through the transverse incision site.

But the young black goats are ultimately just one of the superior races, and by the standards of communion, their rotten flesh is really not up to par.

It must be at least an incarnation of the old days.

How can servants be counted?

...

But if he were to enter the Dreamlands now, he could only take the old path, following the ghouls' underground caves into the Pans Canyon, and finally ascending the stairs of the Ancient Giants' Kingdom to the Enchanted Forest. Then, Milo wouldn't know where to go next. It was said that the Dreamlands were constructed from the dreams of beings in the Lucid World, and that they were much larger than the Lucid World itself. Milo had no idea exactly where the Temple of Law was located…

That's why Milo said he shouldn't have let the Golden Tree take Joan Byrne's body back.

……

“She’s right. The last time we stepped into the Enchanted Forest, the old thing in the Dreamland was already showing signs of being desperate and reckless… Besides, it’s not really appropriate to leave the Realm of Clarity at this time.”

What should we do then?
We can put aside the matter of settling scores and seeking revenge for now; the important thing is to find a way to make her feel a little better.

For an injury like this, where half of the body has been chopped off, drinking more hot water definitely won't help.

"She needs some fresh energy intake, fresh communion."

The carcass of the black goat cub wasn't good enough; he needed to get the Scarlet Witch some higher-grade ingredients.

Having made up his mind, Milo picked up the large metal lunchbox he had brought back from Galid and headed towards the church.

...

When Wendigo saw the old, uneven lunchbox, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some hopeful toy. He plunged into it and didn't want to leave, no matter what Milo said.

Milo is increasingly worried about the brain capacity of this furry ball. Many of its behaviors are more like a cat than Marshall's, and the kind of cat that is very mischievous and disruptive.

……

That said, Milo had lost count of how many times he had traveled back and forth between the city and the suburbs over the course of a day and a night.

Without the physique of the Shadow Sequence, an ordinary Old One probably wouldn't have been able to withstand such high-intensity work.

...

He arrived at the church prayer square at around 7 a.m.

As usual, this is the time when the Golden Rule devotees are most concentrated, and these guys are busy all over the square, making pilgrimages, praying, collecting holy water, and so on.

Milo weaved through the crowd, bypassed the main cathedral, and headed straight for the Star Tower.

Although there were many believers along the way, the environment was not noisy at all. Everyone earnestly maintained the solemnity and reverence of the church, and the air was always filled with the melodies of the choir nuns.

But for Milo, in this environment, the voice that had been lingering in his mind became jarring and clear once again.

"Waaaaaah...waaaaah..."

It was the sound of a baby crying.

From the moment he saw the "young girl" bishop deep within the church and had a dream-guided encounter with her, this weeping sound had been echoing in his ears, and even though he had long since severed the connection with the dream-guided encounter, he could not stop this eerie sound.

A long time has passed, and eventually Milo has even gotten used to the constant noise, subjectively becoming immune to and blocking it out.

Entering the church again today, the tranquil and solemn atmosphere seemed to accentuate the baby's cries.

If Milo didn't possess an extraordinary Shadow Will, he probably would have been driven mad by the baby's crying long ago.

……

What puzzled him was...

Wendigo seemed to have a somewhat strange reaction.

Just as Milo was walking around the corridor behind the main church, the low hum of the worshippers' prayers was blocked out by the walls, and the surrounding atmosphere instantly became even more silent. The sound of a baby crying in Milo's mind suddenly increased by several decibels.

Wendigo suddenly poked half its head out of the lunchbox, looking at Milo with a puzzled expression, and even tugged at its big, furry ears with its paw.

"Did you hear that too?"

Milo's brow furrowed. He knew perfectly well why he could hear that eerie crying, but it was a little puzzling why Wendigo could hear it too.

"The sound of a child crying and screaming, right?"

He confirmed this with Wendigo again.

Wendigo nodded repeatedly, making a disgusted face, as if to say that the noise was too loud and when it would stop.

Milo shook his head.

Ultimately, we need to ask Daisy about this.

If nothing unexpected happens, the crying is that of the "unborn child of God" from the annihilated era, one of the three most important things the Church mentioned by Daisy.

But why is it that a divine child who didn't survive is still crying and screaming after such a long period of time...?

...

Of course, there are even stranger ones.

Daisy is not at the Star Tower.

Dillah Shaw was not there either.

To be precise, Milo had not seen any members of the church's deacon department since he passed through the church's high bridge.

Furthermore, no other members of the chorus were seen on the Star Clock Tower.

Empty, there is nothing.

"This is again..."

Milo sensed something was wrong.

His first thought was—could it be that the knights of the Dream Temple had returned while he was away?
But then he thought again, that didn't make sense. He was too familiar with the aura of the Golden Rule. Whether they were the real bodies or projections of the temple's knights, he would definitely sense them as soon as they entered the world of consciousness.

...

“Officer, we meet again.”

A female voice, somewhat familiar yet not quite, came from the back door.

Milo turned around and saw a young woman standing outside the door with one hand behind her back.

She was dressed in the black and white uniform of a church contract scholar, her posture upright, holding a leather-bound book in her left hand and leaning against her, a serene and polite smile on her face, seemingly with a hint of excitement.

This is Isabel Planck, a leading young scholar in the new generation of the Contract Organization, who has met with Milo several times.

She seemed perfectly normal, except for a blush that appeared on her fair face when Milo looked at her.

...

But Milo saw it differently.

Before he could even make a move, Wendigo had already jumped out of the lunchbox and was staring at Isabel warily.

"Officer, may I ask what this is...?"

Isabel was clearly startled by Wendigo.

But before she could finish speaking, Milo's figure had already appeared in front of her.

And with lightning speed, he grabbed her by the throat with one hand and lifted her up.

……

His gaze was icy, and his hands gripped Isabel's delicate neck like red-hot iron clamps.

Isabel struggled in terror, but it was all in vain.

Her face began to turn bright red, and then gradually turned purple; she looked like she was about to suffocate.

But Milo remained unmoved. He stared intently at Isabel's pupils as they gradually widened. Finally, he relaxed, reached out with his other hand, grabbed something from her long hair behind her, and pulled it out!

It was a centipede-like arthropod that was nearly 20 centimeters long.

(End of this chapter)