Work Prophet
Chapter 284 - 42 I Heard Her Voice

Chapter 284: Chapter 42 I Heard Her Voice

Seeing Hirodod approaching step by step, Priest Reeves finally panicked and began to retreat while shouting loudly, "You can’t kill me! I am the High Priest, if you kill me, how will you explain to the other priests and the believers?!"

"On the contrary, only with your death can I give everyone else an explanation. Just like you yourself said, the Church’s defeat at Green Field requires someone significant to take responsibility," Hirodod said softly.

Perhaps feeling the crisis, Priest Reeves gradually softened his tone, changing his plea to, "I can take responsibility, just don’t kill me."

"But... if I don’t kill you, given your connections and influence in the Church, I’m afraid I would be the one to die," Hirodod continued moving forward, having cornered the old priest against the wall.

Now Priest Reeves was genuinely anxious, his legs beginning to tremble.

The older one gets, the more afraid of death one becomes, let alone Priest Reeves, who as one of the seven controlling the Silver Moon Church and standing at the pinnacle of power, enjoyed pleasures every day that common people couldn’t even imagine, making him all the more reluctant to die.

He had completely let go of his previous airs and, with a tone close to begging, said, "No, I can swear to Pisya, I will absolutely not trouble you after this."

Seeing Hirodod unmoved, he played the emotion card, "Do you remember the first time we met? You were only up to my chest. The first time I saw you, I recognized that you would achieve great things in the future..."

"Teacher," Hirodod interrupted the old priest, "Whether you believe it or not, from my personal standpoint, my gratitude towards you is indeed greater than my resentment. As you said, I would not be where I am today without your help. Becoming a High Priest barely over a hundred years old, even if just to manage the Church Militant, and dealing with the darkness, is enough to make many envious."

"Then spare your teacher’s life," Priest Reeves said with a hint of joy in his face upon hearing this, "I can be your dog. With my connections in the Church, anything you want to do afterwards will be easy."

"But today’s matter isn’t about personal grudges," Hirodod said with some disappointment, "At this point, why don’t you believe that not everyone is as selfish and self-serving as you? I am just doing what must be done. It’s not that I want you dead, but the goddess—she wants you dead!"

As Hirodod spoke, he swung the small knife in his hand, but in the face of death, the old priest exploded with an unprecedented will to live, as if he had rejuvenated fifty years.

He quickly ducked, miraculously avoiding the knife.

Hirodod’s knife shaved past his scalp and embedded itself in the wall, cutting off only a wisp of the old priest’s white hair, while Priest Reeves began to scream loudly for the guards outside the door.

But no matter how loudly he shouted, no one came through the door.

Meanwhile, Hirodod had already calmly pulled the knife out of the wall, and the old priest attempted to flee again, but this time his disciple caught him by the hair.

Priest Reeves screamed, like a chicken awaiting slaughter, "You’re lying, the goddess doesn’t speak! She has never conveyed her will to anyone! She doesn’t care about worldly matters at all!"

"She does speak, it’s just that you can’t hear her," Hirodod stated firmly, "But I can hear her. She has chosen me to be the Savior."

As he spoke, the young priest moved the knife to Priest Reeves’s throat.

Though he was committing a most bloody and brutal act, his facial expression and posture exuded a sense of holy ritual.

In the last moment of his life, it seemed the old priest remembered something, his pupils suddenly contracting as he exclaimed in a lost voice, "You... you didn’t take the Moon Spirit Essence that controls the Church Militant for yourself, did you! That substance can cause hallucinations, but..."

Priest Reeves’s words had not yet finished when his throat was slit, and blood trickled down from the wound on his neck. He desperately tried to staunch the flow with his hands, but it was already too late.

The old priest clutched at his neck and crawled a short distance before collapsing on the ground, utterly motionless and breathless.

Hirodod stood up, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the blood off the blade. He then turned to look at the other side of the room.

The maid who had been serving Priest Reeves had stood there the whole time, witnessing everything from the beginning to the end without making a sound or attempting to run away.

Hirodod nodded, "You did well, what’s your name?"

"Ruby."

"Ruby, Priest Reeves is dead, from now on, you follow me."

Upon hearing this, Ruby immediately bowed, "Master, I will serve you well from now on."

"No, no, I don’t have that kind of taste like the teacher did," Hirodod shook his head, "Ruby, I need you to do something for me. I’m surrounded by men who are good with swords and guns, they can kill, but not handle this kind of... delicate work. I want you to keep an eye on someone for me, to become very good friends with her, the best of friends. Can you do that?"

"Of course, I’ve been taught from a young age how to make men happy," Ruby stated proudly.

"Oh, you misunderstand, the friend I’m talking about is a woman, about your age. She was a maid before, just like you, and I think you two might have some common ground,"

"I also know how to please women."

"Perfect," Hirodod said, and put away his knife, "Do you have any belongings you need to pack up?"

"No."

"Then find some clothes to wear, and let’s leave this place."

After saying this, Hirodod stepped over his mentor’s corpse and walked outside.

Outside, a squad of Black Armored Cavalry had already taken down the guards and seized their weapons, and Hirodod didn’t make it tough for them, simply telling them,

"Because of what happened in Green Field, the teacher felt he could no longer face his followers and fellow church members. He wanted to atone with his death. Despite my best efforts to persuade him, his stubborn nature prevailed in the end and he chose to end his life when I was unprepared. I did what I could, but I was unable to save him.

"Maid Ruby was present at the time and is the key witness. I will take her back for a thorough interrogation."

The guards looked at each other, their faces filled with shock and disbelief, yet in the end, no one dared to say anything.

They had all experienced the might of the Black Armored Cavalry, knowing one of them could take on three or four of themselves. Besides, their employer was dead, and any further display of loyalty held no meaning. In the end, they could only watch helplessly as Hirodod and Ruby left into the distance.