Mystery: Beginning with the Warrior Path

Chapter 132
After an unknown amount of time, Roman opened his eyes and found himself lying in a slightly dark lounge. The air seemed to be filled with the aroma of evening vanilla and deep sleep flowers.

Roman straightened up with some difficulty, and saw his weapon and shield beside him.

Closing his eyes and thinking, Roman found that his last memory stayed in Tingen. After seeing the handsome man with black hair and green eyes waking up, he could no longer maintain his spirit and lost consciousness.

I seem to have said something to him before I fell into a coma...

Roman sat up and looked around. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and Anthony Stevenson, who was wearing a black bishop's robe with a red cardinal, walked in.

"Your Excellency, is this Saint Samuel's Church?"

The Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of Evernight did not rush to answer Roman's question, but stared at him for a few seconds before slowly replying: "Yes, according to the instructions of the church, I have sent you to Saint Samuel." church therapy."

As he spoke, he reached out and handed over a badge of the night, which was exactly the one that Roman threw to Dunn Smith before.

"Dunn Smith?" Roman asked in shock when he saw the badge.

"His body on the verge of collapse has been treated and is recovering, but he doesn't know when he will be able to recover from the mental trauma. Thanks to the blessing of the goddess, he did not lose control and become a monster on the spot. The nighthawk deacon who came to the scene to support him urgently After helping him stabilize, he has been sent to the church."

Huh... It's good that he's not dead, "Then he's still in a coma?"

"To be precise, he is still trapped in a dream, and he doesn't know when he will wake up."

"It depends entirely on his own will, and there is almost no way for external forces to help him."

Roman heard the words and fell into silence.

As for His Excellency St. Anthony's "thanks to the blessing of the goddess", Roman was not surprised. I believe he has already seen that the holy emblem of the night has been "blessed" by the goddess.

Otherwise, the ashes of St. Selina cannot be forced to help Dunn Smith create a protective dream, and wait for the support of the Holy Church.

However, as a "God's Blessed One", it is not strange to have the blessing of the goddess.

His Excellency St. Anthony looked at Roman:

"Ince Zangwill lost track later on, and the divination didn't yield any results. You have to be careful in the future."

"I understand, thank you, Your Excellency the Bishop."

"Instructions from the Holy See, there is no special arrangement for you, and you can do your own thing in the future."

"Praise the goddess."

"Praise the goddess."

After speaking, His Excellency St. Anthony walked out of the room.

Roman was about to rest when he saw Herbert and Furnia walking in, followed by a green-eyed lady wearing a psychic black robe and blue eye shadow and blush.

"Roman! You finally woke up." Herbert looked at the haggard Roman and said:
"Ms. Daly wants to see you."

"Thank you for everything you did in Tingen, Your Excellency Roman." Daly Simeone rarely made fun of her, but said to Roman with a serious expression, and at the same time compared a crimson moon to her chest.

"It's all the blessing of the goddess, but unfortunately, I didn't get the desired result."

Daly Simone's green eyes seemed a little hazy, "Without you, Tingen's friends would not have been spared, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on their behalf, it's a pity for Klein, he is a kind man The guy is a good colleague."

Roman did not refuse Ms. Daly's thanks, but when he heard the latter sentence, Roman felt a little complicated.

Seeing that the scene was a bit cold, Herbert said:
"Roman, Funia and I are also here to say goodbye to you."

"Leaving for Tingen tomorrow, after Ms. Daly attends the funeral of the Nighthawk, we will head to the church together."

Roman nodded, no surprises.

Dunn Smith was sent to the church to recover from his injuries. Ms. Daly went to the church together in the name of escorting Herbert and Furnia, and His Excellency the Bishop would agree.

Otherwise, if a Nighthawk leaves for no reason, even if he applies, he probably won't be approved.

"I won't go to that Nighthawk's funeral, and I didn't 'save' him in the end." When Roman said "saved", he paused.

Ms. Daly didn't hear anything, thinking that it was because Roman felt guilty about not being able to save Klein and was unwilling to face it, so she nodded, "You don't have to blame yourself too much, let's talk, I'm going to make some preparations. "

After speaking, he nodded and prepared to leave the room.

"Wait, Ms. Daly, in the previous battle in Tingen, twelve innocent people lost their lives, and many people suffered from diseases and temporarily lost the ability to work. I believe that the church will handle it properly. They, however, do not prevent me from wanting to express my feelings."

Roman said, with some heartache, but firmly took out a check that had been prepared in advance, and handed it to Ms. Daly.

"I originally wanted to go to Tingen myself to make compensation. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I won't go to Tingen in a short time. Please help me pass it on to them."

Roman always had to find an obvious and reasonable reason for his sudden appearance in Tingen.

I originally went to Tingen to compensate those innocent people who died and got sick because of me, and went to the Nighthawks to get their information, but I didn't expect that the Blackthorn security company was attacked.

Whether someone asks or not, whether people believe it or not, there must always be a reasonable reason.

Ms. Daly nodded thoughtfully when she heard the words, and took the check, "Becklund Bank, £5000."

Her eyes widened suddenly, she looked at Roman, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

"Okay, I will convey it to you, Your Excellency Roman." Nodding deeply, Daly Simeone walked out of the lounge.

Roman looked at Herbert and Furnia next to him, and thought of Dunn Smith, who was in a coma but saved his life, and the feeling of regret eased a lot.

No matter what, it still changed the fate of some people.

Roman looked at Herbert: "How is the follow-up at Tingen?"

"The church has decided to appoint a new leader of the Nighthawks team and keep new relics to maintain the strength of the church."

"I heard His Excellency the Archbishop say that this incident has caused quite a bit of disagreement."

"In Tingen, besides a Nighthawk, an internal watchman also died."

……

……

Roman chatted with Herbert for a while and got a lot of news.

After the two solemnly bid farewell to Roman, they left the lounge and let Roman take a good rest.

Looking at this familiar environment, Roman felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

The last time, just a few days ago, I woke up from a coma in the rest room of the Holy Wind Cathedral of the Church of the Storm.

This time at St. Samuel's Church...

Feeling a deep sense of exhaustion from the depths of his spirit, and smelling the soothing aroma of evening vanilla and deep sleep flowers in the air, Roman fell into a deep sleep.

A day later, late at night, Tingen.

Raphael's cemetery.

The crimson moon is shining here, and there is an indescribable tranquility and desolation.

Suddenly, the stone slab that sealed the tomb was turned, and a slightly pale hand stretched out from the soil.

The stone slab was pushed away, and the coffin lid was pushed away. Klein sat up and looked around in a daze.

(End of this chapter)