Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 929 The Master of Talking Skill

"Logically speaking, you should call me mentor... no, what should I call a mentor's mentor, advisor?"

Crow has the face of a raven boy.

In his view, Monqueya was the student chosen by the raven.

...

But it's not.

"I've been looking for you for so long."

Monquia muttered something to himself.

The revolver was then pointed directly at Crow's head.

Clearly, Imnar has no appeal whatsoever compared to Crow.

The hunting rivalry between Raven and Crow had never ceased in the Dreamlands for years, until Raven left this era after discovering some more important secrets, and Crow boldly occupied Mount Kadas, which brought it to an end.

But Monquia never gave up tracking down Klaue.

To put it in more down-to-earth terms, this person is stubborn.

He did whatever the raven told him to do. He knew his knowledge and understanding were inferior to the raven's, so he obeyed the "master" without question, which made him somewhat like a follower or a member of the fold.

For example, right after he entered the Dream Realm, as the last hunter, he would cause trouble for the Golden Law Temple every now and then, just because they had humiliated the raven during the Blood Moon and forcibly taken away the Eye of Thinking.

While relentlessly pursuing Klaue, Monquia has recently been given a new mission.

Raven believed that Shadow Milo's monopolization of all faith power in the Dreamlands would lead to some terrible consequences, so he decided to stop Shadow from plundering faith in the Dreamlands.

That's why the golden tree seeds were given to Dirac for free.

The seed, within a body tainted by the Darkness, will most likely only grow into a Dark Golden Tree. With such a huge problem falling on Nanwei City, Milo will certainly be preoccupied with his own troubles.

However, Monquia underestimated the abundance of talent in Nanwei City.

In other words, Milo doesn't even need to worry about this little trouble.

In fact, this did not even escape the notice of the Eye of Thinking.

The fierce battle that Monquia had anticipated never happened. In fact, it was Dirasha himself who dug the seed out of his body. Only the Night Demon, who was usually offline, took the matter seriously and ran over eagerly to twist Dirasha's head off.

Overall, Monquia's plan went completely unchallenged.

Sometimes he would wonder if he had misunderstood the raven's intentions.

The golden tree seeds were brought back by the raven from another time and space; perhaps his original intention wasn't to cause trouble for Nanwei City in this way...

...

"In the end, you're just a decent henchman."

Klaus gave a very fair assessment of this.

Although his head was pointed at by a red-hot gun barrel, he spoke with great ease and composure.

"Or perhaps Raven only used you as a reasonably capable henchman, didn't he? Everything you know was passed on to you by him, yet you never understand why you're committing all this killing."

Crow gestured angrily toward Imnar.

Then he said:

“Even that guy sees things more clearly than you. At least the one with the bread knows what he’s protecting, while the one with the hammer knows what he wants to destroy.”

"Isn't that right, Mr. Monquia?"

...

Crow revealed what he considered an elegant, playful smile.

He was probably very confident in his verbal skills, to the point of arrogance.

As an immortal whose lifespan is no shorter than any of the Old Ones, Klaue could easily fool the cunning Imnar with just his words, so it's no surprise that a simple-minded, muscle-bound brute like Monquia could be easily manipulated.

…Bang—

Then a bullet hole appeared on Crow's fair and clean face, which was adorned with an elegant smile.

The hissing, ember-like burning around the bullet hole continued to erode his flesh.

A moment of surprise flashed across Crow's face.

Then he sighed, shook his head, and said:

"You are truly a good talker."

As he spoke, his entire body began to blur.

Not a drop of blood flowed from the gash on his face, and he simply vanished from the spot without a trace, his very breath disappearing.

But the next second, Crow reappeared on the steps beside the street outside the shadows. He had a lit cigarette in his hand, and his fair-skinned young face was unharmed. However, he was still unconsciously scratching the spot where he had been shot.

He didn't get angry; the momentary surprise he had shown earlier had long since vanished, and he continued speaking eloquently.

"Did Raven tell you that after he hid inside that giant clock, he could travel through time and go to the past to find the truth about the world's changes?"

"I might need to reintroduce myself here. I am Tutis Klaue, that is, me. My first birth was in the era of the Old Gods, do you understand?"

"The times that the raven used the artifact to explore were the times I lived through."

"If you were to compare the two, who do you think should be the one who holds the truth?"

...

click-

Monqueya remained silent, instead turning the gun around and pointing it directly at Crow's head.

This time, the target is the area between the eyebrows.

Crow shook his head:

"Hey, hey, hey, what I hate most is someone like you who thinks he's so ruthless. Why can't you just listen to me finish what I have to say instead of wasting several bullets to prove that you can't kill me?"

bang——

Gunfire rang out.

Someone has a smoking bullet hole between their eyebrows.

...

The figure that had been shot disappeared, only to reappear in another corner a second later, continuing to mutter incessantly:
"Have you ever wondered why ravens and I look so alike?"

bang——

...

"Perhaps we are also in a relationship between the Holy Light and the Deep? No, of course not. Only those in power who absorb humanity will experience a self-torning like Imnar. As for me and Raven, we have always been scholars who grasp the truth. Our foundation is human, not gods. Humanity is something we are born with."

bang——

...

“Like you, you didn’t take this path. Knowledge can indeed enhance your spiritual vision and make you stronger, but spiritual vision is also a path planned by the gods. Humans have never needed to be given spiritual vision. Enjoying knowledge is a right that humans should have. Raven didn’t point this out to you, did he? Just like I said, he treated you as a tool.”

bang——

...

"So let's look at it another way. Who do you think I am, and who is Raven?"

"Do you think I haven't used the name 'Crow' all these years?"

"Didn't you ever suspect that the raven might be Crow, who crawled out of the abyss?"

bang——

(End of this chapter)