Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 240 Fear of the Old Gods
According to the church, it will act as a "peacemaker" in this incident, and the church, led by Defoe, will ensure that Glachis does not do anything out of line in the city until the hidden member of the family is found.

Of course, this is the church's version of events. Milo wasn't sure if their "guarantee" was valid. After all, he had never seen the church have any means to stop the ruler's actions. Don't forget that these guys only came out to act as peacemakers after the storm had passed, and as for the weather in Nanwei City, those who know, know.

……

Star Clock Tower.

The clerks inserted several needles into Defoe's body, trying to use mild medications to stabilize the old man's condition.

Although Defoe was a healthy old man, he was eventually getting on in years.

There are very few precedents of humans escaping unscathed from their encounters with the ancients.

The reason he was qualified to be the peacemaker was entirely due to his years of experience within the church. His mind had developed a higher faith, and his will was firm enough that he wouldn't be easily lost in the dream world like ordinary people.

But humans are ultimately just humans, and the church's purpose is to maintain reverence for the old gods, which involves more "fear" than anything else, just as their proverbs say.

After the negotiations, Defoe seemed to have aged more than ten years.

However, the eyes of this frail old man remained calm and clear.

"Ultimately, this is a matter between them, a feud between the family and the law enforcement system, but you know, it's necessary to do more for this city before retirement. When the contract organization accepted me, this will be a plus for me."

Defoe swallowed a mouthful of hot tea with difficulty and said earnestly to Dirac:
"But those guys shouldn't have committed that massacre ten years ago. This wasn't a confrontation between humans and the ancients. The hatred in the hearts of the clans was buried long ago by the law enforcement system. In the end, it was caused by the base and evil nature inherent in humans."

“I know you have many questions in your heart. You don’t understand why I stopped you immediately. But you must understand that the act of saving the world five years ago is something we are still atoning for to this day. You can never imagine how much the Contract Organization paid for it, child.”

In fact, Dillasho had already prepared to lead a team to the scene when the Confession Pier incident first broke out.

But Defoe suppressed all plans of action.

The church only stepped forward when the turmoil was nearing its end.

“You’ve never said anything like this to me before.”

Dillachao stood respectfully by the table, showing no sign of rebellion, but Defoe had already seen through his thoughts.

"We cannot intervene in every conflict within humanity. We can only intervene and suppress it when appropriate. Although this may sound disrespectful, the Church is indeed a fragile structure. We have made serious mistakes. And you must understand that conflict will never end. It is an element that has always accompanied the development of human civilization. Sometimes we need to assess the situation carefully."

Defoe patiently recounted the story.

He didn't expect the young boy in front of him to understand quickly, but some seeds of ideas needed to be sown at this time.

"Follow the instructions carefully."

De La Chaux's attitude brought Defoe a sense of relief.

……

"Tell me about that interesting young man. As far as I know, his name was the one that was crossed out on the first report we received, right?"

Dirac was a protégé of Defoe, who recognized the boy's clear potential and quick wit, but also knew he still needed to be honed and trained.

Today, in another younger generation, Defoe saw some even more pronounced characteristics.

Something similar to Dillah Shaw, but even more edgy. "Perhaps the great undertaking of the Golden Rule needs people like him."

Defoe commented casually.

Dillah Shaw nodded: "He's an extraordinary person. When I first met him, I thought he was just as mediocre as everyone else... If you allow me, I can try to recruit him under the Golden Tree."

“No, it’s too late.” Defoe shook his head. “He has chosen his own path, and he has already chosen the fork in the road. Such a person has no reverence in his heart, and has nothing to do with God… It is a great pity that we did not discover him sooner. He should have become an apostle of a great cause.”

"Do you mean that I should also be like him, without any fear of the ancients?" Dirac asked humbly.

“No, fear is right, child. Don’t feel humiliated. It is the oldest and most valuable emotion of mankind. With fear, you can understand which abysses are so deep that you must never step into them, even if it means death. Without awe, the most terrible thing is not to be feared.” Defoe shook his head.

He looked at Dirac:

"If not for fear, death would go unmourned."

"Understood." Dirac lowered his head even further.

“I will leave you sooner or later. Remember, caution and humility are the attitudes you should follow. Young man named Valrocan, we have seen his sharp edge today. He has his own principles, but they are far less important than your faith. Remember, be careful of people like him. In the future, he may become the enemy of all living beings. At that time, his blade may also wound the Golden Tree.”

Defoe may have felt truly exhausted for the first time. Taking advantage of this settled weariness, he poured out all the things he wouldn't normally say to Dillashaw.

It's similar to the transmission of will.

Because once he joined the Contract Organization, the balance of all this would need to be maintained by Diracho.

……

“You don’t need to worry about Valrokan finding his own people; his abilities go far beyond that. But I see an almost arrogant fearlessness in his eyes. He has a 0.01% chance of becoming a savior, but there’s a 99.99% chance he’ll become the source of all the trouble.”

Defoe's tone was calm yet heavy.

"Keep a close eye on this person, be wary of him. Nanwei City is a complex city. Because of our location, more and more Shadows will choose this place as their gateway into the world. Graki is just the first, but he will never be the last. Your responsibility is very heavy, but don't worry, because you have the Golden Tree behind you."

“From the moment we chose to turn the tide against this pandemic, there was no going back. Remember what I’m saying, my child.”

"We are born of the blood of the ancient gods;"

"We are born of the blood of the ancient gods;"

"Made from the blood of the ancient gods;"

"Made from the blood of the ancient gods;"

"Died from the blood of the ancient gods;"

"Died from the blood of the ancient gods;"

……

"Fear, the blood of the ancient gods."

(End of this chapter)