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Chapter 258 I caught you
The Church of Our Lady on Sunday.

Under the warm afternoon sun, a group of believers waited at the church entrance for the afternoon prayer service.

Caesar walked briskly along the eight-point street leading to the church.

Today he was wearing a brown wool coat and a white scarf. With his black hair and handsome face, he looked like a well-mannered young master from a wealthy family. He was also holding a blue rose in his hand, as if he was going to a date. This attracted the attention of many ladies who passed by, who whispered among themselves about this handsome young man who made them fantasize.

But they only realized what was happening when they saw Caesar standing at the church entrance.

It turns out that the delicate blue rose was meant to be offered to the Virgin Mary.

The seemingly amorous and handsome young master is actually a devout follower of the Holy Mother!
The believers around him looked at him with relief in their eyes.

Caesar held the blue rose, looked up at the tall marble doorway of the church, and then glanced at his watch.

It is 1:40 now, and there are 30 minutes left before the prayer begins.

I don't know if it will take a long time. To be honest, he's just relying on luck now. He might be wasting his time and Wendy might not even show her face after waiting for ages.

There's nothing he can do about it. He only has these few chances. If she doesn't show up for the next three weeks, it can only mean that the plan has failed.

Yesterday he also chatted with Martini about things like why Wendy came to the Horns Bar a while ago.

That was the one time she briefly revealed her location, which allowed Fantasy Custom to confirm her existence.

Martini's response was that she had come that day to buy something from the black market and had also provided Martini with the latest procedure for meeting her, which was the one they were currently following.

She looked very unwell at the time, as if she was under a lot of pressure, and left after only a short time.

Hopefully, she will still have the interest to come to church despite her poor mental state.

In a private room at a high-class restaurant across from the church, Ita sat on a leather sofa, swirling a glass of dark red grape juice as she watched the street below.

"Master, all the groups have been arranged. There are surveillance personnel at every street corner and alley, as well as in the secret passages of the church. The entire church is now under our surveillance," Doruvan said as he walked in.

“Okay, that’s good. Have everyone wait for Caesar’s signal, remain on high alert, and don’t let anything go wrong,” Ita said.

"Yes."

She took a sip of the sweet and sour grape juice, glanced around at the atmospheric decor of the private room, and tilted her head to one side.

"If this operation succeeds, is it possible that Caesar will invite the two of us to a victory celebration?"

The church prayer time began, the doors opened, and the parishioners slowly walked in, with Caesar following behind.

The ceiling of the Church of Our Lady is very high, and the dome is painted with a giant ukiyo-e depicting the Virgin Mary bestowing blessings upon mankind. Beams of light shine through the stained glass windows on the walls, illuminating the statue of the Virgin Mary. This not only makes the interior of the church look magnificent, but also fills the statue of the Virgin Mary with divinity, giving the worshippers a sense of psychological satisfaction.

Caesar found a corner seat and sat down; soon the church was full of people.

Gradually, the church quieted down. A priest with very thinning hair, holding a crescent-shaped cane, walked to the altar, pointed to crescent shapes in front of him with his fingers, and then called out loudly:

Praise be to the Virgin Mary!

Praise be to the Virgin Mary!

The believers below the stage also did the same.

Then the children in the choir went to the front of the stage and sang hymns together. As the children sang beautifully, the believers placed the flowers they held on their knees, put their hands together, bowed their heads, and prayed.

Caesar surveyed his surroundings. So far, he hadn't seen anyone suspicious. Perhaps Wendy was hiding among the believers.

Unable to pinpoint a specific target, he joined the other believers in placing the roses on their laps and then praying with their hands clasped together.

Time passed by, and the church ceremony came to an end; today's prayer day was about to conclude.

The last step, when the believers offered flowers to the Virgin Mary, was when everyone lined up and placed the flowers they brought under the statue of the Virgin Mary, quickly filling the area with vibrant blooms.

Caesar placed the blue rose in the third swan-neck vase to the right of the statue of the Virgin Mary, as Martini had mentioned.

These vases also have people arranging flowers, and the types of flowers are all according to their own preferences, but Caesar's blue roses are a rare variety and can be easily spotted in the pile of flowers.

After offering flowers, there was an opportunity to donate money to the church, but Caesar was certainly not interested. He sat back down. At this time, the prayer ended, and the crowd left one after another, leaving a few believers around who were discussing something.

After waiting for a short while, he saw a nun walk up to the altar and take away the swan-neck vase with blue roses.

Caesar was overjoyed.
There is a chance.

So he immediately got up and followed the directions to the confessional. The confessional was much the same as before: a small pavilion with a narrow room inside, covered by a heavy curtain and separated by a wooden board.

In this dimly lit, cramped space, everyone could freely recount their sins and beg for God's forgiveness.

Caesar found the fourth confessional, lifted the heavy curtain, and went inside.

The interior was dimly lit, with only a few beams of light filtering in. Caesar sat quietly when a question came from the confessional opposite him:
"Lost sheep, what do you have to repent for?"

"Hmm?" Caesar frowned slightly. Wasn't Wendy a woman? But why did it sound like a man's voice?

Is there a mistake?
Just to be on the safe side, he cleared his throat and said, "I have come to repent for my sin of arrogance."

The person on the other end paused for a moment before continuing, "Then let's start from when you were five years and three months old."

Caesar was surprised that the code actually worked.

After a moment of silence in the confessional, the male voice on the other end asked, "Were you sent by the Restoration Society?"

“Yes, Mr. Joss Philard sent me to see you,” Caesar replied calmly.

"He agreed?"

“That’s right.” Caesar didn’t know what he was agreeing to, but he still responded first.

"Okay, let me state my conditions first. I need shelter right now. The place I choose must be able to accommodate me, my three cats, and a parrot, as well as a place where I can write articles and conduct experiments."

"And the conditions I can offer are that, within the limits of my moral principles and my capabilities, I will help you write articles, or you understand what I mean, my writing skills are very high."

"Tall ass."

Caesar, as the victim, couldn't help but curse inwardly.

He paused for a moment, then feigned a response, saying, "These are things we need to discuss."

"Discuss what? Just give me Helen's old site, won't that be enough?" The other person spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

There was a moment of silence between the two, then the person on the other end spoke again:

"How about this, I'll go with you to see Jos first. Are you free today? Can you return to the capital?"

"of course can."

"That's good. Then go outside and wait for me for a moment. I'll be right out."

Caesar hesitated for a moment, then went out first. But after standing outside for a few seconds, he immediately sensed something was wrong. He then went around a corridor and came to the listener's room on the other side of the confessional. He pulled back the thick curtain, and the room was already empty.

She got away!

His senses immediately spread out, enveloping the entire church, searching for that lingering aura.

Soon, he spotted the other person running away in a corridor on the outskirts.

Caesar immediately gave chase, and at the same time shouted to Ita outside through the Formless Heaven Domain: "Ita! The target has been spotted, and is currently located at the western end of the church. Have the people over there prepare to intercept it!"

“Received!” Ita replied immediately.

Caesar immediately gave chase and soon spotted the figure running through the garden from the second-floor balcony.

The other person glanced at him as he ran, then quickened his pace, jumped onto the top of the wall, and tried to climb over.

"Want to escape? There's no way!"

Caesar leaped off the balcony, and at the same time, the wrath of the heavens descended from the sky, causing the figure that had just climbed the wall to fall down again.

Regardless of whether the other party is Wendy Carol, they are definitely connected to her, so we can no longer hold back.

Golden blades condensed around them and shot towards their opponent.

If you can ensure his survival, then make sure he can't move first!

Despite the overwhelming pressure of the Heavenly Wrath, the opponent managed to dodge the flying sword blades, but the barrage of attacks still struck his face, leaving a deep gash on his cheek.

However, the cut did not bleed. Instead, it bounced up like a piece of rubber that had been cut open, and then his entire face changed as it contracted and expanded.

His dirty, short brown hair transformed into long, curly violet hair. His body shrank, his shape changed, and his face softened and became fair, resembling that of a woman in her early twenties with pale purple eyes and a look of anxious panic.

Wendy Carroll, the culprit who once spread rumors about him, has finally appeared before him.

Caesar stepped forward, but before he could do anything, he saw Wendy's eyes widen as she groped around her body for something.

"Don't move, or you'll lose your life." Caesar conjured a longsword, pointing it directly at her.

"No, no, um, I... I can't see you clearly right now," Wendy said, a hint of confusion showing on her face as she looked at Caesar.

"My wallet just disappeared! My glasses and all the meal vouchers I've been saving up were in there!"

(End of this chapter)