Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 526 Huh?
Ten minutes later.

……

Inside the Emerald Temple.

On the last two steps of the magnificent, exquisitely crafted 99-tiered jade staircase, two priestesses, their postures not particularly dignified, were whispering amongst themselves—

"So the underwear of the Selefis people is this uncomfortable?"

"I'm very curious about how they use the toilet."

Is this your first time dressing as a woman?

"Strictly speaking, we were just possessing the bodies of these priests, it doesn't count as cross-dressing."

"Get your hand off your butt crack, or we'll be kicked out."

"I didn't want to, but it feels like something is digging into me..."

...

After King Kurans entered the temple, Fat Boy Pedestrian Street returned to its original state, and passersby could move around freely. At this moment, in a corner, Arthur and Morgan, the two little cats, were wearing the cloaks that Milo and Morgan had previously used, and were sitting behind a stone pillar.

The two cats yawned listlessly as they watched the endless stream of sailors and tourists passing by.

"How long has it been since we've seen this kind of possession magic? 50 years? 100 years?"

"Selefis's life is too comfortable."

"Getting involved with these two is not a wise choice."

"Don't worry, Mr. Pinkerton has his own reasons."

"On the condition that Mr. Pinkerton knows what kind of trouble these two are about to cause."

“That shadow helped our people; that reason is enough.”

"Sigh..." (The cat sighs)

"Don't forget that the collapse of Usa was also solely to protect a human who had helped us..."

"But don't forget, Selphus is not our home. Sooner or later we will return to Ussa. Don't let the comforts here hold you back, my brother."

“You’re right. I’ve been here for so long that I’ve almost forgotten what Usa looks like… Do you really think this shadow from another world can help us? It sounds a bit unrealistic, but that’s probably what Mr. Pinkerton is thinking about.”

"I don't know exactly what he can do, but at least he should be able to help us take the first step in our revival and leave Selefis."

“You know very well what price the settlers will pay for leaving Selphus.”

"It's beautiful here, but it's not Ussa after all."

“You’re right, my brother.”

...

……

After determining that King Kurans' main purpose in visiting the Emerald Temple was to meet with the messengers of the Temple of Law, Milo and Dirac decided to sneak in and find out.

Thus, a short possession spell from an "elective" book called "The Revelation of Gorgias" came in handy.

This was originally an extremely useless and brain-dead spell. Its designer's original intention was to seize a body, not simply possess it. The prerequisite for releasing this spell is to first destroy one's own physical body, and then the soul can possess another human body. And the consequences of the spell failing to be released are obvious—you've already killed yourself (shrug).

However, the summoned forms of Milo and Dirasha at this moment are actually very compatible with this third-tier spell, since their original forms do not exist in the Dream Realm.

That's when the two priests who were discussing otherworldly women's underwear appeared at the foot of the Emerald Temple steps.

……

After King Kurans entered the temple, he received the kowtow from the messenger from the distant, shattered floating city.

The three elderly men kneeling at the foot of the steps, clad in long golden robes, were the messengers from the Golden Law Temple that the cats had mentioned. They held dual identities as both holy elders of the temple and members of the floating city's royal family. It seemed this was a meeting between two major religious orders and two major kingdoms.

Therefore, what they are about to discuss is sure to be very interesting.

...

Milo and Dirac, their heads adorned with wreaths, watched as King Kurans and the three Golden Law Envoys entered the inner sanctum.

Milo attempted to cast a possession spell on King Kurans.

But it had no effect.

That guy truly lived up to his reputation as a ruthless individual who had traversed the stars and faced the ultimate void without going insane. His powerful soul was completely immune to this third-tier technique, and he didn't even feel the slightest discomfort or abnormality.

Of course, he himself had no feeling about it. King Kurans was just an old human, not a psychic.

Therefore, Milo was not exposed as a result.

As for the three old men from the Golden Law Temple, the fluctuations of their spiritual vision were quite powerful.

Milo had to find another way.

……

The ceremony in the main hall was not complicated. The priestesses prepared the necessary items for King Kurans' prayer in advance, and after helping him complete the sacrifice at the Emerald Temple, they withdrew on their own.

"What do we do next?" Dirachoon was clearly confused.

“Could you distract these irrelevant people a little? I need to sneak into the inner sanctum,” Milo replied.

"Infiltrate? You mean smash that door with your fist and rush in, right?" Dillah asked.

“No, no, no, that way you wouldn’t need to distract others. What I mean by infiltration is infiltration in the literal sense.” Milo shook his head.

“I don’t understand why we have to be so cautious. I mean, we’re not going to die anyway, are we? You weren’t acting like this back in the restricted area,” Dillah said, puzzled.

"Can you shut up and get back to work? Just this once?" Milo was too lazy to explain to him.

He himself is the one who prefers a straightforward style the most; unless there are special circumstances, who would be willing to go through all this roundabout and circuitous routes?

……

Just as Dirac was considering whether to knock down the bonfire altar in the main hall or simply set fire to the flowerbeds at the entrance, a dark-skinned, elderly priestess shouted at Milo and Dirac, who were standing still:

"What are you all standing there for? Go prepare drinks for our king!"

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying the unspoken message: "Is this for real?"
When they entered the inner sanctuary, they discovered that the so-called sacrificial ceremony was not yet complete. The welcoming of the holy water baptism and the simple bowing and prayers were just a few more respectable actions performed for the benefit of the people.

At this moment, the old man rolling around on the carpet in the inner palace was a completely different person from the King Kurans who was revered by thousands just minutes ago.

It's clear that the king here is quite sedentary, which aligns perfectly with the rumors that King Kurans prefers tranquility and dislikes exercise. Furthermore, it makes one wonder how an elderly man who doesn't like to move around could traverse the stars and confront the ultimate void...

At this point, Milo and Dirasha understood why they had prepared refreshing drinks for King Kurans. If he rolled around on the ground like that for five minutes without drinking some water, old Kurans would probably die.

As for why there is such a bizarre worship ceremony...

...

Milo, holding an exquisite metal kettle, looked up at the beautiful oil paintings on the inner sanctuary's dome and the three murals on the glass windows depicting clearly holy deities, metaphorically representing the story of the native god "Nath Horsas" imparting "special skills" to his servants.

"What does it say?" Dirac, who wasn't very accepting of otherworldly cultures, couldn't understand what these "primitive" oil paintings were trying to express.

Milo gestured very slightly to King Kurans, who was rolling around haphazardly on the inner sanctuary carpet, and said:
"It might be that rolling triggers invincibility frames."

"Clam?"

Dillah Shaw was completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)