Free Web NovelChapter 227: Chapter 227 Help Me Pick Up My Head_1
Just as Kael began to question, there was a knock on the door.
"If we’re going to interrogate, it’s better if everyone is present," Aiden’s voice came through the door. "I can’t hear your whispers through it."
"It seems I’m not the only visitor who came to see you today, go open the door." Kael urged the earl of the Bloodline, Nos.
Nos had no choice but to honestly control his own body, turn around, and go to open the door, while Kael kept his spike bayonet aimed at his back throughout the process.
After the door was opened, Aiden was standing there with a gun in hand.
"Hey buddy, from this position and distance, if you shoot, you’re going to hit me too," Kael complained.
"Let me into the room first to check the situation," Aiden replied expressionlessly, briefly glanced at the headless body that appeared at the door.
Indeed, a vampire, still able to move without its head.
Following the guy with a firework girl into this narrow alley, Kael had suggested they split up, with him breaking in through the second floor to catch the person, and Aiden entering from inside the shop to the corresponding room, so as to block the door in case the other party tried to escape from there.
Aiden had no choice but to agree since he wasn’t a gecko; he couldn’t quickly climb up to the second-floor windows, and to rescue the person, he also had to break into the room from inside the building—since he was informed that vampires were preparing to attack ordinary people, he couldn’t just sit by and do nothing.
This small shop in the alleys wouldn’t normally let people in, but Aiden encountered little resistance. Even though he didn’t have police credentials that granted permission to investigate, his own service weapon and a simple "I’m a cop" were enough to convince the shop’s people that a fugitive had gone upstairs.
Considering the urgency of the rescue, he had to push aside matters of procedure and jurisdiction, and besides, corrections officers are police too, so he wasn’t lying.
But he hadn’t expected Kael to suppress the situation so quickly; when he got to the second floor and reached the outside of the room, he heard the other party’s surrender.
Aiden entered the room, snapped his fingers, and the gas lamp in the room didn’t change in intensity, but the brightness abruptly increased by a level—a simple tool that every investigator from the Black Magic Heresy Inquisition Bureau typically carried.
"Oh, this isn’t very friendly to my eyes," Kael squinted his eyes, and Nos also closed his instinctively, the nocturnal Bloodline being more sensitive to bright light than ordinary people.
Aiden ignored him, went straight to check on the victim, his gun always pointing in the direction of Nos’s body.
"She’s just under a charm, a bit bewildered, that’s all. The effects of a High-Rank Bloodline’s charm hypnosis isn’t much different from drunkenness, it will pass after a while," Kael explained with a chuckle, ready to withdraw his spike bayonet.
"Hey, don’t relax your control over him," Aiden suddenly turned his face towards him.
"You’re pointing a gun at him, aren’t you?" Kael raised his eyebrows but repositioned the spike bayonet toward Nos’s body obediently.
"I need to check the situation, it’s easy to get distracted," Aiden said offhandedly.
Nice excuse—thought Kael.
He noticed that Aiden wanted both him and Nos to stay in positions where Aiden could quickly aim and shoot.
Aiden hadn’t completely trusted Kael; if this drama was a trap staged by Kael in conspiracy with another vampire, the most dangerous person for him would be the prince-level Kael.
After checking the state of the firework girl, Aiden finally turned his gaze to the head rolling on the ground. frёewebηovel.cѳm
"Turn your face this way, hurry up," he ordered Nos.
Nos could only laboriously roll his face over to Aiden’s side, and Aiden examined him carefully for a while, feeling that this face seemed to have appeared on the wanted list before. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"You’re the wanted criminal he mentioned, right?" Aiden inquired.
"Yes... yes." Nos admitted, then cautiously suggested, "I say you two... could you let me pick up my head first? It’s really quite difficult like this."
He didn’t dare to simply turn his head into a bat and fly it back to his neck, nor did he dare to control his body to come and pick it up, as he was currently being pointed at by two deadly weapons, and the slightest rash move could cost him his life.
"I’ll help you put it back on after the questions," Aiden responded, "Now answer me, are you a member of the Blood Moon Cult?"
"Yes."
"Do you worship the Death God?"
"Yes."
"What is your relationship with the Blood Moon Cult that was active in the autonomous states five years ago?" Aiden confirmed what he was most concerned about.
"Eh? That..." Nos hesitated for a moment, "I don’t know, I’ve only been in the cult for about half a year."
"Claiming you know nothing? You’ve got quite a tough mouth, huh?" Kael chuckled, and the military spike in his hand inched forward slightly.
"It’s true, I was hiding in Gistas when a Duke suddenly came to my door and persuaded me to join the cult. At that time, they were recruiting everywhere and would distribute stored human blood..." Nos hurriedly explained.
Aiden organized the information in his mind, and it seemed that this Blood Moon Cult was entirely different from the one controlled by "Mr. Blood Clothes" five years ago; the god worshiped by the Blood Moon Cult five years prior was Melifilia, the goddess of conspiracy who held the authority of "Wisdom," not the Death God.
"So your sudden appearance in the autonomous states was definitely directed by the cult, right?" Kael’s mouth curled into a cold smile, "Deny it this time, and I might really stab down."
If Nos denied it, Aiden wouldn’t believe him either. As the location where The Covenant was signed, the heretical judiciary of the autonomous states has always been more active than in other regions. Without a special purpose, heretics on the wanted list coming here to operate was essentially a death wish.
"I..." Nos paused, seemingly weighing his options in his mind, then finally gave an answer, "My instructions were to investigate an organization called the Harvest Mother Cult."
Indeed... Aiden thought.
It seemed that this Death God-worshiping Blood Moon Cult had followed the trail of the Harvest Mother Cult, and, probably, were here to snatch the authority of "Reproduction" for the Death God.
However, this meant they were a step too late; the Harvest Mother Cult had already been completely wiped out in their conflict with the Witches’ Gathering.
The Death God-worshiping Blood Moon Cult originally had nothing to do with him, but if they found out he had participated in the crusade against the Harvest Mother Cult, and that Sister Neve’s corpse had once fallen into his hands...
"The Harvest Mother Cult?" Kael looked somewhat surprised, "That... the cult that goes around selling nuns? What do you want with that thing?"
"I’m not very clear either, all I was instructed to do was find the operational base of that cult!" Nos replied.
Suddenly, Aiden felt that something was amiss—from Nos’s statement, it seemed he was still unaware that the Harvest Mother Cult had already been annihilated.
However, Rebecca had told him that vampires had been seen at the abandoned mine...
Could it be that the vampires who appeared then weren’t from the Blood Moon Cult?
