This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 570 - 361: The Lady Bai Mian Who Can’t Wait to Deliver Her Head (4000 words)

Chapter 570: Chapter 361: The Lady Bai Mian Who Can’t Wait to Deliver Her Head (4000 words)

Watching the Beichuan Divine Society mage in the arena, several representatives from the Church of Truth and Happiness looked at each other in dismay.

To be honest, the situation had evolved in a way they had never anticipated.

"Lady Bai Mian... may I ask what exactly is happening today?" a member dressed in black asked, looking towards Bai Mian with a lack of understanding.

They had already received their orders, today’s visit was merely to test Beichuan Si, the actions of the gaunt man wielding the knife and injuring people had not been instigated by them.

Listening to the words of the black-robed member, Bai Mian furrowed her brows; she watched the crazed man restrained by security above the stage, and after a while, she finally said, "I’ve just asked the other core members... that gaunt man seems a little unstable mentally because of consuming too much medication. This attack might have been planned by that guy alone."

Church of Truth and Happiness, no matter how reckless, wouldn’t provoke the Beichuan Divine Society under such circumstances, where they had yet to figure out the opposition’s capabilities.

Moreover, the identity of the person who had been stabbed was no small matter.

That was none other than Qiuxiao Yunai.

Though Gunma Prefecture was quite distant from Tokyo, the opponent was still the heiress to the Qiuxiao Conglomerate of Gunma Prefecture.

How could a group associated with the word "conglomerate" be anything simple?

Due to the special status of Qiuxiao Yunai, they had always been cautious and had not made a move against the Beichuan Divine Society.

But now...

The very person they had refrained from approaching had been stabbed by a mentally disturbed person from their own ranks.

Truly, one person’s folly could bring down an entire church!

Right now, Bai Mian wished she could tear that knife-wielding madman on the stage to pieces.

The members beside her also had their faces fall, looking as if they had been forcibly fed dung against their will.

If the man had been acting under their instructions, that would be one thing, but this was a case of a teammate going rogue and dragging them down with him.

On closer consideration, though, such extremists were actually a product of their own making.

After all, the Church of Truth and Happiness had not just once smeared the image of the Beichuan Divine Society within the church, leading to quite a few mentally unstable drug-affected believers bearing hostility towards the members of the Beichuan Divine Society.

In such a frenzied and crazy religious atmosphere, the emergence of one or two knife-wielding gaunt men... speaking frankly, was actually quite normal.

In other words, this was the bitter fruit that the Church of Truth and Happiness had brewed themselves.

But Bai Mian no longer had the luxury of pondering over these things.

She glanced at the Beichuan God standing in the middle of the arena and recoiled with great apprehension.

The faint golden aura surrounding the other... perhaps unknown to others, but she understood it all too well.

The stone ring on her finger had already brought her the same light golden aura.

But that was only enough for her to see some things invisible to the common eye, nowhere close to the Beichuan God’s ability to heal knife wounds.

And... who knows what other abilities the Beichuan God might have?

If the other had powers that worked on living beings, then who could say for sure?

Frankly, Bai Mian was beginning to dread the developments that could follow.

Just as she was considering leaving, a group of people suddenly surrounded them.

These were all believers of the Beichuan Divine Society.

"The Beichuan God invites the representatives of the Church of Truth and Happiness to the office for a thorough discussion, and we hope you will not refuse," the leading believer said politely.

But it was merely a superficial form of courtesy.

They all were devout believers of the Beichuan Divine Society. Seeing the Beichuan Divine Society’s representative, the Great Ming Guangde Mage, hurt like that, how could they maintain a calm state of mind?

These believers all had fire suppressed in their hearts...

Bai Mian clearly felt this.

She wanted to open her mouth to bargain... or rather, to excuse herself from this "meeting."

After all, Bai Mian had infiltrated under the guise of an ’assistant’ to the few members, so asking the Beichuan Divine Society to let go of her, an insignificant minor character, shouldn’t be too much of a problem.

But her body tensed up noticeably.

The Beichuan God... was looking this way.

Her mouth moved, but she dared not utter another word.

Seeing that Bai Mian did not speak, the other members could only force a smile and tried to say, "Then please lead the way, members of the Beichuan Divine Society."

"Please follow me," said the members of the Beichuan Divine Society without any smile, only an air of calm as they extended their hand to the left.

What followed was unremarkable; the members of the Church of Truth and Happiness were simply led to an office inside the Beichuan Divine Society.

One could tell that this was likely a place where Qiuxiao Yunai often worked.

Sheets of documentation were still piled on the front computer desk.

The Beichuan God apparently had to deal with the mess outside, so he was not present in the office for the time being.

"Please have a seat on the sofa and wait for a moment," a believer from the Beichuan Divine Society invited.

The members of the Church of Truth and Happiness thus had no choice but to sit as instructed and wait.

The sitting lasted half an hour, during which they were even served tea.

After about forty-five minutes, the office door was pulled open.

The members of the Church of Truth and Happiness and Bai Mian all looked towards the door.

A white mask without a single pattern, the two hollow eyes on the mask revealing the other’s sharp black eyes.