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Chapter 102: The Cathedral of the Holy Spirit

If you find yourself in soe was relayed to Zhou Qianlin via their soul caller ge further, and pedaled away in to the distance

Zhou Qianlin, em as she walked deeper in to the old people’s hohtly red She unconsciously pressed her hands to her chest, re herself that this was a means of communication only the two of them could hear She shook her head and puckered her lips, squelching the train of thought running through her mind That plastered smile reappeared, and she continued on her way

“Hey! Qianlin’s here Just off school, right? You really shouldn’t coht! Qianlin, come on over here and have a sip of water We really are all fine here, you shouldn’t kill yourself co all the time We may be old but we can still take fine care of ourselves!”

“Ah ladies I co you don’t look forward to my visits?”

“Of course we do! You don’t kno much”

“Good then And what about our new friend, Bess? Is she still shut up in her rooo look in on her”

“Ah that stubborn old biddy! I don’t know if she’s got so mysteriously And alith that lascivious air You see her and you know you’re in for bad times!” A particularly prickly old woman muttered unkindly towards Qianlin

Another at her side chortled “Alright, Flores We all know you’re jealous because Bess is prettier – stealing your title of ‘prettiest granny in the old folk’s home’”

“Hmph, is that so,” Flores huffed scornfully

“Mrs Flores, I brought your favorite for you today Smoked plums! But you must remember to only eat one a day” Zhou Qianlin artfully steered the prettily

“Oh, thank you soreally is slow, huh” Lan Jue muttered helplessly to no one as he pedaled the antique bicycle

He glanced at the time displayed on his coht His destination was the public air hangars, where anyone wishing to cross the planet had to dock The guy he waspublic transportation, but he’d be there nonetheless

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“General, how long before you plan to return to An Lun?”

“Seventy-two hours,” Lan Qing flatly replied “Roughly two jueneral”

“Before I return prepare all the information we have on the Pontiff’s Castle of the Western Alliance Have it ready for et back Be as detailed as possible, especially concerning their highest-grade members”

“The Pontiff’s Castle?” The voice that came across the communicator seemed taken aback by the request

“Do I have to repeat erously at the space in front of him

“We’ll have it ready for your arrival”

“Good”

He broke the call, just in tihs escape his chest “When they say s But I haven’t been as relaxed as I was last night in longer than I can remember A-Jue… the Castle!”

Prometheus, the God of Wisdom stared out in to space, murder in his dark eyes