New Gods of North America.

Chapter 415 Deepening Understanding
"I don't know exactly what went wrong. But since someone told me that this was a misunderstanding, I think it makes sense, so I had to come here to act as a lobbyist and see if I can bring the person back."

At the dinner table, Reverend Tyrell seemed to be laughing for no reason, but the point of his words was very clear. "After all, those two guys who did something wrong are related to the Exorcist Association. They were just following orders. They have no ill will towards you, and they should not have taken the initiative to launch any attacks on your people, right?"

This statement does make some sense.
At least compared to those guys who tried their best and took drugs to transform themselves - although according to the confession of the prisoner from Cohen Pharmaceuticals, they were also deceived -

The two people from the Exorcist Association only fought back a little bit, and then retreated quickly, with no intention of risking their lives.

In the absence of subjective malice and without causing much loss,

It’s actually not impossible to take the person away.

The main reason was that the status of this Reverend Tyrell was high enough. According to David Mills and Wayne's own observations at the conference, he had indeed reached the level of "Reverend Great Perfection" or "Half-Step Bishop".

Even if we don't give face to the dozen or twenty guards outside, we should at least give him face...

So Wayne just had a brief conversation with Reverend Tyrell, asking who sent the two captives and what the other party's intentions were, but all his questions were evaded with a smile.
In the end, Wayne really didn't get any information out of him. Although he agreed to release the man, he also gave a warning, "Reverend Tyrell, fortunately there was no conflict this time, and everything can still be saved. But if an accident happens again next time, and we say it was a 'misunderstanding', I'm afraid it may not be too late to correct it."

Reverend Tyrell gave people a relatively humble impression, and he looked as if he would gladly accept the suggestion.

And he didn't come empty-handed. When he saw that the deal was settled, he suddenly seemed to have remembered it and signaled his entourage to bring the gift to the restaurant.

One is a "waist hanging" for ladies. It looks like a few chains with small tools hanging under them. At first, it was similar to the so-called "key chain". Now, some of them have become fashion items of this era, a bit like the "jade pendants" worn by ancient Chinese people.
The waist pendant he brought is of a more practical style, and the materials used seem to be unusual. It seems to match Inissa's hunter suit very well.

The other is the antique-style "bouquet stick". In the Old World in the Middle Ages, bathing with flowers was not recommended. Noble women would put flowers on this thing and then use it as a decoration or to smell it at parties or other occasions. It is still popular today.
Wayne took a quick look at it with a simple-lines perspective. Judging from the box and its condition, it should be an extraordinary item.

Wait,

Is there no place for me here?
Isn’t “Two peaches kill three warriors” a bit too much?

Fortunately, the American Federation did not have such a tradition. Reverend Tyrell then began to introduce the gifts.
The material used to make the waist hanging comes from the seals destroyed by the "craftsmen" of the church. It is strong and durable and can be used as a protection for some small items carried by hunters.
The gilded brass and ivory bouquet stick is an extraordinary item that becomes relatively practical after purification. It can add or remove some smells to a person by consuming different bouquets and branches, and should also be helpful for hunting.

After hearing this, Wayne winked at Lina with a gloating look.
Hehe, there’s no share for you either.

But no matter what, they brought something to redeem the person, and the incident itself was not a big deal, so the people at the table were still happy.
After finishing the "business", Reverend Tyrell began to chat like an old man at the entrance of the village, talking about this and that, as if he was talking about whatever he thought of.

Before we knew it, the topic turned to Luke Matthew, the guest.

Reverend Tyrell seemed to have a good impression of Luke Matthew. He asked about his studies and life in the college. Knowing that he would graduate after this school year, he also said that he could consider recommending a suitable job for him.

Although Luke Matthew did not know Reverend Tyrell, he knew that this old man must be an important figure in the church just by looking at the scene when he came and the attitude of Wayne and others towards him.

So I felt a little flattered and answered very respectfully.

Wayne felt that this old man was a headhunter, and he was looking for people wherever he went.

However, Luke Matthew's job intention had always been to work with Ian Fisk, and he didn't have much to do with the detective agency, so he let them talk on their own. The result was not too surprising to Wayne. Luke Matthew had not forgotten that he had been "targeted" recently, and he had limited affection for the church and the Exorcist Association. The two of them could only be considered to have formed a good relationship, and nothing came of the discussion.

On the contrary, Reverend Tyrell seemed to be more eager to learn about talents, and said that they could continue to get to know each other better if there was a chance.

While the old man was here, Wayne also took the opportunity to find out the relationship between the pastors he had seen in the manor before.

It sounds like Reverend Tyrell is not familiar with South Carolina, and his recent focus seems to be on Virginia.

After dinner,
Wayne accompanied Reverend Tyrell for a walk around the detective agency's courtyard, ostensibly to see the agency's shooting range or something.

The guards kept their distance, so the agents didn't get too close.
When there was no one around, Reverend Tyrell casually asked Wayne about his recent "harvest".

This is to ask about the follow-up of the "small meeting" in the cathedral.
After this wave of Cohen Pharmaceuticals, judging from the number of Extraordinary people, it still feels a bit intimidating. The ranks of some of them don't seem to be low.

Reverend Tyrell seemed quite surprised when he first heard the number, but after a quick thought, he seemed somewhat relieved.
Then he stroked his white beard, which was neither thick nor long, and nodded, "Ms. Inissa is indeed an excellent hunter."

"..."

Okay, as long as your thoughts are clear and your logic is self-consistent.

Perhaps because Wayne's results could only be used as a "reference" and he essentially had no right to participate, Reverend Tyrell did not regard Wayne as a competitor and even praised him.
Wayne was naturally sensible and humble, saying that the detective agency was just doing its best to help maintain public order.

"It looks like you guys are having quite a fight with that Malcolm Baker. Cohen Pharmaceuticals isn't a good target, but I didn't expect you could get a piece of it like this."

Reverend Tyrell sometimes seems innocent, and sometimes seems quite shrewd.

He obviously didn't care about Wayne's polite words, "Besides Cohen Pharmaceuticals, do you have any other targets now?"

Well……

There are quite a few targets to be discovered. Even you, old man, have been considered "suspicious" by the detective agency recently.
But this is not easy to say...

Reverend Tyrell seemed to misunderstand Wayne's hesitation:
"I don't care about the specific spoils, but I still have a demand for the nominal amount of 'harvest'. Even with Miss Inissa here, some targets may still be difficult for the few people under your command to deal with, but there is no such problem on my side.

"It shouldn't be a bad thing for you to be able to exchange clues for actual loot."

You want to show off your skills, right?
Wayne thought for a moment and asked, "Have you ever heard that there may be members of the Church of Light who are hiding their identities in Virginia?"

Reverend Tyrell's beard twitched, and his eyes seemed to glow quietly. "Do you have an exact name?"

(End of this chapter)