Chapter 1328: Chapter 1326: Night Visit to the Vampire (Part 1)
So the painting is most likely still in its original location.
During the shocking discussion of the commission, Amilaâs response naturally made Fu Qian recall a dimly lit corner.
Given his series of moves, it wasnât surprising that The Sect had taken some reactive measures. The earlier question wasnât posed out of diligenceâit was solely intended to confirm the situation at the gallery.
If the painting had been directly removed and sealed, enforcing strict closure of the gallery seemed somewhat excessive.
Ultimately, The Sect still believed the painting was utterly unremarkable.
âWhat about my salary?â
Though very satisfied with this result, Fu Qian did not forget to concern himself with the mundane question.
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âIf I were you, I wouldnât worry about that.â
Amila remained speechless, while the Lady of the Holy Hall coldly sneered, her tone steeped in mockery.
âSimon will stay with us. Amila and Reginald, return first. Iâll call upon you if needed.â
At this point, Feivel chimed in. Though his words were directed at the three team members, Fu Qian could sense a distinct undertone of targeting.
Clearly, they intended to isolate him from external communication, minimizing the chance of any secrets leaking out. Even the Lady of the Holy Hallâs mocking remarks had been swiftly blocked.
Being able to proceed with this brief exchange with Amila might have also been their way of testing what he might reveal.
Considering this, Fu Qian decided to offer a small compliment, graciously refraining from verbal retaliation.
âRemember what I said earlier.â
Perhaps acknowledging his cooperative attitude, Feivelâs expression softened slightly, though he didnât forget to remind Amila and Reginald.
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âThis way, Apostle.â
Sure enough, half an hour after Amila and Reginald departed, Fu Qian made no new interactions with anyoneânot even a glance.
The latter half of the journey was spent entirely in a private carriage.
When the door was opened from the outside, the Lady of the Holy Hall gestured for him to step out, and he found himself in a silent courtyard. Feivel and Praut were no longer present.
Surveying his surroundings, it wasnât difficult to identify the architecture of the West District Church.
Under the night sky, the pointed spires appeared even sharper than they had yesterday, piercing directly toward the heavens.
It was somewhat understandable now, the noble Bloodline Clanâs obsession with this meeting location.
Despite his musings, Fu Qian didnât mind the Ladyâs curt tone and accepted her invitation to disembark without hesitation.
It was evident that, although she barely masked her loathing for him, the Lady of the Holy Hall wasnât a reckless fool.
Throughout their subsequent traverse, she maintained a hyper-vigilant posture, ready to summon reinforcements at the slightest disturbance.
The tense atmosphere persisted until they arrived before a peculiar door, and Fu Qian entered the room as signaled.
âSatisfied with this place?â
Standing outside with her hand gripping the doorframe, the Lady of the Holy Hall spoke for the second time, a faint smile playing on her lips.
âItâs quiet enough. Will someone be stationed out here?â
Examining the windowless room and its walls that shimmered with a night-sky-like hue, Fu Qian wasnât surprised.
Someone like him, with unique circumstances, was naturally confined to a special place.
Even his previous visit to Orintel had been in a similar setting, although the layout had been far superior.
âNo. But trust me, thereâs no safer place in all of Leytin than this, and I believe youâll soon understand thisâor perhaps you already have?â
The Ladyâs smile deepened as her gaze swept over Fu Qian, filled with implications.
âOn the way here, it seems like youâve already attempted something unusual?â
No wonder Feivel was so confident that Fu Qian couldnât escape under her watchful eye; her observational skills were razor-sharp.
âApologies for the trouble.â
Fu Qian nodded graciously. The attempt in question had been simpleâBlood Conquest.
Yesterday, heâd used this ability to leap and twist through here, so he tested it briefly the moment he sensed the anomalous aura earlier.
The test confirmed his suspicion: Blood Conquest had completely lost its efficacy.
The church before him seemed to outright forbid âjumping.â
This arrangement was clearly constructed in response to his actions yesterday. While outwardly unchanged, the true restrictions were tightening.
âNo trouble at all; we promised to entertain you, after all.â
Seemingly convinced of Fu Qianâs relationship with Herbert, the Lady now smiled brightly. However, the next moment, she held back further mocking remarks and simply shut the door.
It appeared that yesterdayâs events had taught them that, for an âApostle,â people were far less dependable than decrees.
Fu Qian didnât mind this, instead analyzing the clues heâd gathered.
Regarding its supposed safety, he had little reason to doubt the churchâs claims.
The smooth walls were clearly imbued with a special prohibition, much like Yackâs method of encircling himâa manifestation of impassability.
Then there was Orintelâs trap from last time, utilizing Xin Yan; the distinctive material of this supernatural architecture was evidently not just for aesthetics but could support certain decree mechanisms.
This prison might not be entirely impenetrable, but attempting to break out violently would undoubtedly cause commotion.
Clearly, Feivel planned to contain him here solely through architectural constraints, eschewing manpower entirely.
Even the Lady of the Holy Hall faithfully adhered to Feivelâs instructions, minimizing Fu Qianâs opportunities for persuasion or manipulation.
Then again, assuming she followed the plan thoroughly enough.
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The door before him wasnât locked. In fact, once the Lady shut it, its seamless structure made it almost indistinguishable from the other walls.
The âimpassableâ prohibition was attached to it.
It was no coincidence that the Lady had been assigned to escort himâthis doorâs operation was clearly beyond ordinary capability.
As Fu Qian silently admired this fact, footsteps that should have been retreating hesitated, then halted entirely.
Impossible!
From the corridor outside, the Lady turned to face the door she had personally sealed, her smile vanishing entirely.
In her mind, she replayed the process repeatedly, finding no flaws, yet the intense unease continued to grow rapidlyâŠ
Finally, she took a deep breath and returned, placing her hand upon the door.
Once more, the door sheâd just closed swung open.
Almost instantly, an icy chill rushed in, seeming to freeze even her thoughts.
At the same time, a pristine, crystalline moonlight flared within the chamber.
As the light dimmed again, the Ladyâs breathing grew strained.
Within the not-too-large cell, the Dark Moon Apostle had vanished without a trace, while the surrounding walls remained perfectly intact.
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When people believe everything is under control, they tend to let their guard down.
At the same moment, Fu Qian disengaged the Decree Residue and emerged from the Clear Dream Ring, brushing past the dreaming Lady of the Holy Hall.
While unclear on Feivelâs exact instructions, upon arriving, her increased verbosity had offered him the chance to join the Clear Dream Ringâand nowâŠ
Recalling the structure of this building, Fu Qian picked a direction and silently made his way toward the highest point.
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