Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"It always takes time to deal with garbage. Now the conference hall is clean." Scott spread his hands. "Men can't be too fast."

Gloria, wearing a gas mask, still showed no emotion.

"How many people did you bring with you?"

"How much? Just me, an old guy, is enough."

The dry roses that were crackling and shattering all over the ground made him feel a little unhappy. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth and lit it, thinking that if there was any accident, some sparks would fall on the dry petals, and then they would be set on fire. Then the fight would be more exciting, and it would not be a pity if those cult members were burned to ashes.

Gloria still didn't look away.

"...Well, there's another Mechanical Heart team blocking the road." Scott exhaled a puff of smoke, "You know, Backlund's broken road."

"This is considered the parish of the Church of Night," Gloria reminded. According to common sense, people from the Church of Steam should not be here.

"Oh, I have an informant here, and then I took the opportunity to exploit my colleagues and happened to run into them."

In fact, after receiving the alarm from the informant, his strong spiritual intuition allowed him to find Bishop Wenceslas Cardin, who was the Peeping Man. He directly pulled the man down from the mass, dragged him into his temporary office and asked him to make a prediction. After concluding that the matter was related to the Ferris Cult, he immediately teleported to the scene in a death wheelchair, which was much faster than the normal Mechanical Heart team.

"My colleagues said that I would meet an old friend whom I had not seen for many years. But when I looked over, I realized that this was not my old friend, but my old lady who had not been home for a month and 13 days!"

Scott smiled and puffed on his cigarette.

The good understanding between husband and wife for many years allowed Gloria to understand without any delay the information Scott wanted to convey.

The Steam Church has received news of the Ferris Church's actions, and once again let Scott be the overall person in charge of the action. After receiving the informant's report and Bishop Cardin's prophecy, Mad Dog Scott couldn't wait to come out and bite people.

When Scott saw Gloria here, he immediately realized that the Church of Night had handed over the affairs of the Ferris God Cult to Gloria.

For an ordinary bank robbery, it would be too extravagant to have two sequence three fighters on the scene at once. However, for the two who had experienced disasters many times when they were young, the term "Motian Cult" had a special meaning to them.

As important high-ranking officials in the daily affairs of the two churches, and even "god-favored people" with sensitive identities, Gloria and Scott's life and even marriage no longer belong to themselves. The fable of "there is a god above your head" in the Western Continent is no longer a story, but a real sword of Damocles. Even people who sleep in the same bed must keep their mouths shut when facing the secrets of the church.

Scott was particularly disgusted with the identity of "God's Blessed One" that was imposed on him. He always felt that those high and mighty beings were always watching him and his Gloria, but they deliberately trapped them in the position of Sequence Three to keep them away from the truth.

Divine punishment, whose real existence is unknown, and his direct superior, Bonois Gustave, are two of the few people in the church that Scott truly respects. However, this does not mean that he will give up his exploration and plans under their noses.

As for Gloria, although she has always been a dedicated and loyal bishop, it does not mean that she does not have her own life outside of work. Moreover, with Scott, the shame of the church, by her side, Gloria has been influenced by him in the three hundred years of marriage and has learned how to reasonably pursue some common interests of the couple within a legitimate scope.

"Well, it's rare for me to see you. When can you come home for dinner? My eldest grandson will have a vacation in a few days." Scott flicked the ash from his cigarette.

I have something very important to tell you alone, something that concerns both of us, but we can't let those people in the church know what we are talking about.

"It depends on the goddess' mood. I will apply to Ms. Arianna."

There have been a lot of big things happening these days. The church is following me very closely, and even my goddess is keeping an eye on me, but I will try my best to come back on the day my eldest grandson has his holiday.

At this point, it was inconvenient for Scott to push for anything further.

"Where are your people?" Gloria asked.

"...He was killed in the first round of the raid. I was just a step too late. Now he should be happily screwing screws for the God of Steam and Machinery in the Kingdom of God."

Scott's expression became solemn, and he was silent for two seconds. Then, between puffs of smoke, he put on his familiar fake smile.

"So it seems that the famous Mr. Leonard next to him is now your informant. No wonder you acted so quickly. It should be that you arrived fully armed not long after they fired the gun."

His sharp eyes swept over Leonard, looking him up and down.

"Hey, Detective, where's your hapless cheap assistant?"

"Underground vault."

The tone of the answer was cold and even a little cold, which made Scott a little unhappy. This detective informant was really of the same lineage as Gloria, and he couldn't say much. The two of them together couldn't even form a complete sentence.

"The vault? Why did he go to the vault? Did you let him go?"

Scott cast a questioning look at Gloria, and Gloria turned her head and stared at Leonard in silence.

Even through the thick glass of the mask, this familiar gaze still made Leonard feel a little uneasy, as if he had returned to more than three hundred years ago, when Gloria, who was still a little girl at that time, had just started working for Leonard. She also always had a cold and expressionless face, and at some point in time, she would suddenly cast such a look at Leonard or others.

Mr. Leonard, please say something!

It’s just that the gazes in our youth represented embarrassment and a cry for help, but now they are more about orders and expectations from superiors to subordinates.

"…We have a recording of David Aksas, suspecting him of planning an attack on the Prussian Bank."

As soon as Leonard spoke, he felt that Gloria seemed to feel relieved.

...There is no need to be so restrained...

"Merlin and I happened to be investigating an economic crime today, so we split up into two groups to guard the bank. The criminals had just entered the hall from the back door when my wife arrived..."

"So, where's David Ackles?" Scott asked.

The air stagnated, and the two church leaders immediately realized that neither of them had encountered David Axus in battle.

Gloria felt Leonard's gaze and followed his line of sight to see the damaged counter box simply covered by red gloves. She immediately took off her bird-beak mask and threw it to Leonard, rushed to the counter and jumped up, kicking the temporary cover to pieces and falling onto the counter. With the slight sound of the magnetic levitation capsule, Gloria disappeared from the sight of the two.

This was a bit confusing for Scott.

"…What's going on down there?" Scott asked.

"do not know."

Leonard put on the bird-beak mask silently, and a refreshing aroma came over him. The modified church-style mask, in addition to the general anti-gas filter box, also added essential oils such as sleeping flowers, and spiritual inhalants that can forcibly improve mental strength, concentration, and willpower, which made Leonard feel very intoxicated.

"Madam means that we are responsible for guarding the top."