Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 334 [The Third Front]

To everyone's surprise, the most eye-catching person at Ethan's movie launch press conference was not Princess Einbad.

Even though Einbeze did eventually show up, everyone's attention had already been drawn to someone else—Hlosh.

His remarks about grassroots investigations shocked the entire audience.

In fact, every journalist inevitably harbors some undeniable compassion in their hearts.

Even if their careers are eroded by money, power, and all sorts of other things later on, they will still feel admiration when they see someone who is so dedicated to a field they dare not even set foot in.

Even though this person has now almost fallen into the same abyss as them.

Everyone knows who is in charge of the Kingdom Deep Observer.

But that couldn't overshadow the brilliance of Herlosh.

Ethan's movie launch press conference was a success in a very unconventional way.

Because of Herlosh, people even thought that what Ethan said might not be false, and that his parents really were helping new immigrants from the lower classes.

Just as the press conference ended and reporters were preparing to write new reports, another explosive piece of news caught their attention.

Johnny Blackbird has arrived.

He's really back.

Just as he said in his letters to major newspapers.

This time, instead of targeting banks, he turned his gun on a former cabinet member and major industrialist, Angus Tarenno.

This industrialist, whose reputation was not good, was shot in the head by Johnny Blackbird on his way back from inspecting his factory. The method was exactly the same as when he assassinated Prince Havensius. A black bird beak emblem was left at the scene, as if to prove something.

This is undoubtedly explosive news.

Johnny Blackbird changed his modus operandi, no longer targeting banks and top figures, but instead focusing on people of lower social standing, and clearly, those he killed had significant criminal records.

This is a highly targeted form of punitive killing.

With such an incident, those of similar or even higher status than Angus are likely to feel insecure.

After all, at this level, it's simply impossible to say that your hands are completely clean.

Nobody knows who Johnny Blackbird will approach.

That's an ultimate madman who dared to assassinate even the eldest prince.

Meanwhile, as if sensing something, it was as if it didn't want Johnny Blackbird and Ethan to steal the spotlight.

In the port area.

The Church of Poseidon has also launched an attack.

To be precise, it was Maurice.

He led his men to attack the Gold Coast tavern again.

This was a highly symbolic attack, because the source of all the events in the port area was the Gold Coast Tavern.

It started when Morris killed the shark, Jensen.

Morris's renewed attack seemed to say that the Church of the Sea God would never forget.

Afterwards, Heisenberg personally led a team to the scene.

But Morris didn't leave. He stayed in the Gold Coast Tavern, facing a large number of Sea King Lockerbie's men all around him, without the slightest fear. His face only showed a noble expression that was almost like that of a martyr.

He saw Heisenberg, smiled, and said, "It's all God's will. Just arrest me. They're innocent; they're just following me."

This time, things aren't entirely hopeless; at least, Morris didn't kill anyone.

Heisenberg stepped forward with a frown and said, "Your Excellency Maurice, I thought we had reached an agreement that we would find the murderer. What are you doing here today?"

“Your Excellency Heisenberg, it was I who reached the agreement with you, not the goddess. Time waits for no one. Perhaps the goddess was in a hurry and gave me a divine decree.”

Morris's expression grew increasingly solemn and serious.

At the same time, he really enjoyed such moments. Your Excellency, ah, Your Excellency, once upon a time, that was the only way he could address others.

Now, that's what people call him. He's become intoxicated by the feeling.

Whether what he heard in the darkness was actually the voice of a goddess or not is no longer important; even if it wasn't, it had to be.

He even hoped that the people around him would tear him apart, so that his holy name would be fully established.

"Only one day of the five days has passed. I promise that I will give you an explanation and also give the goddess an explanation."

Heisenberg looked directly at him.

Heisenberg really didn't want to do anything to the man in front of him unless absolutely necessary; he could sense that the man was a complete religious madman.

There's no good in messing with this kind of person.

But if this guy really wants to go completely insane, then Heisenberg will have no choice but to arrest him first.

“Very well, Your Excellency Heisenberg, then I will consult with the goddess. Please make sure to do so as soon as possible.”

After a moment of silence, Morris nodded.

He deeply desired to achieve sainthood, but at the same time, he was somewhat reluctant to give up his current status and power, which he had finally obtained with great difficulty.

Wait a minute.

There's still plenty of time.

He left with his men.

The people surrounding Sea King Rock were even more resentful.

But with Heisenberg present, there was nothing they could do.

Watching Morris lead his men away, Heisenberg couldn't help but sigh softly.

Actually, there's a very simple solution to this problem: just send an unlucky guy to kill Maurice, and then hand the unlucky guy over.

In fact, the Church of the Sea God has already made it clear.

This whole thing is Maurice's doing; nobody wants to see him alive anymore.

Otherwise, such a big matter wouldn't have been handled by a high priest candidate.

Once Maurice is dead, this matter can be dealt with gradually, and one day, everyone will forget about it.

Unfortunately, Heisenberg was not that kind of person.

Therefore, he loathed his current job and preferred the vast kingdom to the arena in the capital.

Although different types of pollution pose different dangers, they are pure dangers that can run rampant without restraint.

The capital city is completely different.

There are so many things to think about.

Heisenberg glanced at Johnny, who was huddled behind him. Johnny seemed to understand what was happening and quickly lowered his head, as if he didn't want to be chosen.

Heisenberg glanced again at his trusted confidant, Hank.

In the end, he still made the choice...

Hank.

"Hank, take some men and handle things here, maintain order, and prevent any further mishaps."

"Yes, boss."

Hank nodded.

"Johnny, go to the North District and handle Blackbird Johnny's matter."

"Yes, sir."

Johnny felt a wave of relief wash over him; he knew he had escaped a terrible ordeal.

Heisenberg glanced at the sky; it was already afternoon, and it looked like it was going to rain again. He decided to go see someone.

(End of this chapter)