I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 198 Let's Record!

"Ding-dong-"

Ren rang the small bell on the podium, indicating that the class was over.

The sleeping children were awakened, and the rest looked back at the new dean.

"Okay, children, go find Sister Feci. Today's afternoon tea is limited, but everyone has one."

Ryan was very good at dealing with these children and threw them all out of the classroom.

After watching the children reach the first floor, Ren returned to the classroom, walked towards Luden, and greeted Lu Deng while extending his hand.

"Rain Jager, Mr. Luden, your name."

When the name was mentioned, Ren couldn't help but smiled bitterly.

Luden?

Shenbang people, dare to name this, can only be said to be very courageous.

While Ren smiled wryly, Luden was also looking at the young man.

He is not very old, in his early twenties, his sideburns, beard, and nails are all neatly tidied up, his appearance is a bit feminine, and he can't see any blood of the Jager family. The only thing that can awaken Luden's memory is his hair. Blonde curls.

"Interesting, isn't it?"

Ren pointed to Luden, then to himself,

"Members of the Jager family and Mr. Luden, maybe we can form a new Big Three?"

Luden refused with a smile,
"I would never pick Sister Fisher as one of the Big Three."

After making a joke, Ren welcomed Luden again.

The dean was vacant before, but he was too busy.

Lectures, taking care of children, these things are not difficult for Ryan.

However, making money, dealing with all kinds of monsters and monsters who came to the door, and dealing with emergencies... These things are a bit embarrassing for Ren.

The arrival of Luden relieved Ren's urgent need, and also gave the orphanage the hope of persevering.

Maybe, like the legendary Mr. Luden, he has superhuman talent in business?

Ren thought so in his heart.

After exchanging simple greetings, Luden did not rush to ask about the specific situation of the orphanage, but asked about another matter.

"The Santa Fe neighborhood?"

Ren was a little curious and couldn't help asking,

"You ask what this place is doing. It's not a general chaos. Even if you are a member of Shenbang, I don't recommend you to go to that place."

Luden explained,
"A friend asked me to go there to do something, please rest assured that I pay more attention to personal safety than you think."

Seeing Luden's insistence, Ren didn't have much to say,
"Okay. There is a map of Shenbang in my room, please follow me."

Standing in front of the map, Lu Deng spent ten minutes carefully reading through the slightly dilapidated map, and wrote down the streets and landmarks on it.

Luden had planned to do the same while at the docks.

It's a pity that the person who sold the map didn't allow him to take another look, and clamored for Luden to pay.

"Okay, I probably understand."

Luden said that he was going to go out again,

"I'll be back before dinner, so don't worry about me if it's past."

"Wait a moment, Dean Luden."

Compared with Mr. Luden, Ryan prefers to call him Dean.

After all, not everyone can be called Luden!
That is the hero of Shenbang!

Ren took out a wooden stick from under the bed and handed it to Luden.

"There is a cane here, Dean, you can take it for self-defense, if you must go to that place."

Even after giving Luden the tools for self-defense, Ren was still worried, and told Luden a few code words and how to get out of danger.

And Ryan repeatedly emphasized to Luden,
"When you get to the Santa Fe neighborhood, please, please, don't say your name is Luden!"

Elsewhere, the name might be nothing.

In the Santa Fe neighborhood. Dean will be beaten!
"Okay, I already know the direction of this trip, please trust me, I can handle this matter properly."

On the way to the Santa Fe neighborhood, Luden passed a bookstore.

After staring at the signboard of the bookstore for half a minute, Luden decided to take a risk.

He went into the bookstore.

Seeing Luden walk into the bookstore, the people in the store didn't react at all, they only regarded him as an ordinary customer.

Luden stayed in the bookstore for 5 minutes.

Soon, a hard-working young man came downstairs and politely invited the guests out of the bookstore. They were about to close.

Even the clerk was sent away politely. Except for Lu Deng, only he and the young man were left in the bookstore.

The young man seemed to treat Luden like air, and didn't intend to disturb him in any way.

After sending everyone away, the young man walked up to Luden,
"Mr. Luden, please go to the second floor. I think you are looking for us."

we.

That's right, in this era, there are always some imprints of the state of God left behind.

Even in the new era, there will be remnants of the old era.

Luden is a nostalgic person.

Just like Luden saw the signboard of the bookstore, so he walked in.

Doing so will take certain risks.

However, Luden felt that compared with his own income, it should be worth it.

He followed the young man up to the second floor and sat in an armchair with snacks and tea in front of him.

An old man with a strange bird medal pinned to his chest walked up slowly and sat opposite Lu Deng.

Luden knew this strange bird.

In the Republic of Shenbang, this strange bird has a better name - heresy trial.

In fact, Luden walked into the bookstore just after seeing the strange bird on the signboard of the bookstore.

The old man looked at Lu Deng with deep eyes, smiled and said,
"Mr. Luden, we don't hang demons anymore."

The old man's smile was a bit bitter.

Once upon a time, demons were just a legend, a legend that has never been proven.

If it weren't for the presiding judge's firm belief that the demons would return, the Heresy Inquisition would have given up trying the demons long ago.

Until one day, a young man who looked exactly like a demon entered the kingdom of God under the leadership of the judge.

Heresy Inquisition, boiling!

From that day on, the noose of the Inquisition was always ready to welcome Luden.

They finally got their wish.

After Luden Y. Weigold was assassinated in the Senate, his body was kept in the custody of the Inquisition.

Under the instructions of the presiding judge, they hung the corpse on a street lamp.

after that
There is no holy family in the Shenbang Empire, so naturally there is no need for the Inquisition.

Lu Deng, who was sitting opposite the old man, looked at him, forcing him to look at him.

This kind of staring lasted for less than half a minute, but the old man felt that it was longer than his own life.

He is very clear that the man in front of him who looks like a devil, no, is a devil, every time he appears in history, what kind of bloody storm will be caused!
The predecessor of his organization had a disgraceful cooperation with Mr. Luden.

Of course, Mr. Luden also paid the corresponding remuneration.

He allowed the other party to hang himself, after his death.

Luden said sincerely,

"I want to hear your stories."

In the past four hundred years, the stories of the Big Three have been written in books, the stories of great scholars and justices have been written in books, and the story of Awu has also been written in books.
Only the Heresy Inquisition quietly disappeared in the long river of history.

Even the people of Shenbang know little about this mysterious organization.

The old man was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the legendary Mr. Luden would say such a thing!
Mr. Luden actually cared about the Inquisition?

A demon that cares about a demon slayer?
This request is too absurd, so absurd that the old man can't refuse!
"our story"

The old man stood up, took out the heaviest book from the bookshelf, opened the first page, and read the words on it:
"...After executing the demon, the first chief judge gave up his position and disappeared completely.

The Inquisition held its first and last general meeting, the following is a summary of the meeting."

Along with the old man's narration, a picture seemed to appear before Luden's eyes:

More than four hundred years ago, on a dark night, countless people wearing strange bird masks gathered in the square to discuss where to go.

The pillars of their faith did not collapse, but sublimated.

They killed the demons, but did not make the kingdom of God better.

On the contrary, just like the Qiyun Kingdom, with the death of the demon, the Kingdom of God shows signs of falling apart!

When the demons were alive, Shenbang was extremely powerful and united, repelled the beast tide, and reached the peak of strength
This absurd result made people even wonder, did they do something wrong?
In this bleak, depressing, almost maddening party,
Someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, broke the silence, and asked timidly,
"We. Stick to it?"

"No!"

A dissenting voice emerged,
"We record!"

Someone stood up and encouraged loudly,

"We manipulate!"

Obviously, only the members of the Heresy Inquisition know the power of the Heresy Inquisition.

This force can form a shadow senate and truly control the kingdom of God!
This time, more people responded to him,

"No! We record!"

A new point of view was proposed,
"We explore?"

You can go to the ruins of Qiyun to explore and find more secrets of Qiyun!

"We subvert?"

It can subvert the kingdom of God and create a new order!
"We wait?"

You can also wait, waiting for the next return of the devil.

These proposals were rejected
"No! We record!"

The voice of the crowd is getting louder, and more and more people are reaching a consensus.

Some people who were unwilling to accept the new consensus silently withdrew from the gathering, hid their masks, and never had anything to do with the Inquisition.

And the people left behind were twisted into a rope, leaving only one voice, echoing above the square, echoing beside the street lamp hanging Luden's body.

"We record!"

This is the path chosen by the Inquisition for itself.

They no longer take part in worldly strife, hang no more demons, no longer follow in the footsteps of the Eternal
No longer a participant in history, but a witness to history.

They recorded history silently, recording everything they saw with their eyes, heard with their ears, and thought with their heads!
Just like it has done for the past eight hundred years.

For the record, that's enough.

The old man's voice slowly disappeared, the picture stopped abruptly, and Lu Deng's thoughts returned to reality.

He closed the book and took out a pen with a familiar strange bird engraved on the cap.

This pen records the [-] years of the Shenbang Republic and the [-] years of the Shenbang Empire.
The old man looked at Lu Deng and said respectfully,
"Mr. Luden, this is our story."

(End of this chapter)