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Chapter 374: The Archangel of the Moon, Sariel

On the second day, martial laas lifted They had to be cautious about re the people However, it was all just appearances The Inquisition was as busy as ever, searching every nook and cranny for their lost Archangel

Lan Jue stood before theof his hotel roo the Cathedral from afar

“What’s the next step?” Zhou Qianlin stood at his shoulder and followed his eyes to the seat of the Pontiff’s power They hadn’t stepped foot outside all day, and had only eaten from the hotel’s cafeteria Lan Jue had spentout of the

“We’re in no rush,” Lan Jue said “They’re the ones with their hair on fire for theto hear fro to do”

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Half an hour later, a paper slip was being delivered to Metatron

The words on it were sio to the Dark Citadel

It was only one sentence, but the implication made Metatron furious Clearly, this was their ene -standing enemies, but they maintained a tentative cease-fire The West kept the peace by refusing to allow Adepts from either side to visit the other The Citadels had their own safeguards as well In Reims, for instance, there was specialized equipned Disciplines In fact, the Pontiff’s own Astrum was very sensitive to the presence of darkness He’d have felt someone immediately The situation was undoubtedly similar in Hell – the side of the planet that the Dark Citadel controlled

They’d learned soation in to the tailor’s shop One of them possessed a Discipline of black and white power The other manipulated electricity As far as they were able to tell, it was the wo Neither of them appeared to possess a dark Discipline

Metatron looked over the slip again, and felt disgust at his taunters He discarded the paper, and it burst in to flames in midair Not even ash reached the floor His eyes stared off as he pondered upon so blood by this point” Lan Jue smirked with self-satisfaction as he stared at the distant Cathedral

Qianlin, puzzled, furrowed her brow “If you knew they wouldn’t believe your e then why did you send it?”

“To keep them on their toes,” Lan Jue explained

She still didn’t understand, but he didn’t seem in the mood to explain She dropped the topic Lan Jue, meanwhile, watched the Cathedral intently A faintly discernible change had come over him

“We’re ready for phase two”

Qianlin looked back to the opulent building, but could see nothing different It all looked normal to her When she looked back at Lan Jue, the look on his face said he had a plan

They hanged clothes – the clothes they’d bought frolasses on his nose Now, looking for all the world like two average tourists, Qianlin and Lan Jue set out for the Cathedral

When they arrived, the two of the the faed to keep a pious expression on his features Qianlin, however, was fraught with nerves They’d just kidnapped one of this organization’s ht in to the belly of the beast They were certainly being recorded, and destroying that equipment was infinitely more difficult than their quick work at the tailor’s shop At the slightest sign of trouble, with the Citadel as tightly wound as it was, things could turn sour The Pontiff hion, was a shout away If he showed up, it would spell the end for the her arm around Lan Jue’s, she followed him in to the center of the Citadel’s power They followed a coiling corridor, pushed along by the croard the Cathedral interior

All visitors to the Cathedral of Reiris anized fashion However, Lan Jue wasn’t interested in a tour – when he saw a small path before the Cathedral entrance, he pulled Qianlin with hiy them, he produced thite robes and silently waited for them to pull them on From the back, at least, they would look like any other Cathedral staff Qianlin was even more unsettled, and not a little surprised by the situation However, she said nothing, and simply followed Lan Jue with her hand in his

They followed the silent clergy, roundabout pathways that lead to a building Once inside, they stopped to assess their surroundings

The rooantly decorated in for soared overhead, and the do frescos The carpeting was a wine red with interwoven golden fiber, and the furniture upon it were aold

The soundless priest left without uttering a word Alone, Lan Jue lead Qianlin to a nearby sofa and took a seat He sat with the ease of a casual visitor, but Qianlin’s s is fine,” Lan Jue assured with a disar s She didn’t want to disturb his focus

After a few ure entered froer was dressed in a white robe Where they differed that that this newco a cloak that co Zhou Qianlin tightened her grip on his hand

“You can relax, this is ht fills it, the outside world is locked away” Their voice was pleasing, almost musical, but bore a cold indifference A pair of hands reached out fro white robes to pull the hood back