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Chapter 388: NO.151:And There's Also Ms. Morgan Buying Souvenirs Nearby

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As a data etymology that encompassed witch and witch culture, including 'witch hunt' content, the Witchmon naturally resisted the Holy Gospel Class in every way.

There was no way around it.

Although data updates in the Digital World are quite diligent, most Digimon are still born from old data.

And the new Digimon born from emerging technology data, and even the Digital World itself, have not been able to interface with the World Tree mainframe Digital World that the general public interacts with.

They are still in an otherworldly state.

This also includes Witchmon's hometown, Wichelni—only in certain spellcasting organizations, including the Clock Tower, does link permission exist.

The mainframe known as the Senate is also selective about humans who can make contact with its world, wishing only to communicate with fellow magic practitioners.

Similarly, the headquarters of the Holy Gospel Class in Canaan also exists in this state.

Besides having direct contact with the federal government and the steel-producing Iron Empire, the Holy Gospel Class's headquarters supercomputer AI, which is a successor model to the Heart of Terra, is also directly connected to the Digital Legion centered on the three major Angel-type Digimon: 'The List of Gods'.

Seraphimon, Cherubimon (Good), and Throne Angelmon.

These three were originally modeled after the top three ranks of the 'Angel Hierarchy', and together with the Holy Child Lightmon, they form the upper echelon of 'The List of Gods'; their legion, the Gods' Array, consisting of Mastemon, Rasielmon, Key Angelmon, and Chief Angelmon, can truly be called the core of the Light and Angel systems.

This also causes Dark-system, Demon-system, and Fallen Angel-system Digimon to feel very 'awesome. jpg'.

Of course, the dark regions also harbor the 'Fallens' opposed to 'The List of Gods', said to be orchestrated behind the scenes by Grand Draculmon.

Grand Draculmon itself holds a special status that even the Seven Great Demon Lords struggle to control; though extremely imposing, it is naturally regarded as the apex Vampire Digimon standing at the pinnacle of Vampire Digimon.

But if one were to tell Uncle Vlad this, it would likely raise his blood pressure to the max.

After all, from the name alone, one can hear that this is an existence derived from the literary development of 'Dracula'/'Dracula'.

The 'achievement' of causing Digital Angel Digimon to fall, in his ears, is absolutely a black mark that could make one faint from anger.

After all, everyone knows this piece of satirical trivia: Vlad III was a Christian, and moreover, a very devout Christian.

For this reason, Aomo went alone to the Monthly Express Logistics branch.

And when he arrived at the Holy Gospel Class, although Witchmon had already fallen silent, another voice of Takamagahara would still sound.

"Any gains? You dragged me over here—surely there's some result?"

Morrison's sarcastic tone came from another black intelligent machine, and the hand holding the phone was broad and pale, indeed resembling a vampire's hand.

From Vlad. 采佩什.

Heroic spirits reborn, servants taking flesh—actually, one can fully manifest according to one's ideal state.

Incompatibility with the spirit base is entirely adjustable; not to mention the Holy Terra Federation's spirit summoning technology level, even among servant groups, there are many capable of tampering with the spirit base.

Some servants, forced by abnormal spirit bases to appear in forms they dislike or even reject, can completely rebirth in this world with their ideal appearance.

But there still exist servants like Uncle Vlad, who adjust very conservatively.

Compared to a completely new appearance, they merely want to retain something somewhat normal, preserving their original posture.

A servant's spirit base is a facet of the heroic spirit, a record of history, an interference of legend, and simultaneously a condensation of life.

One must remember who they originally were, must engrave the burden of the past, and moreover, strive to retain every scar with utmost precision.

It seems that scar also buries the past they do not wish to forget.

The appearance assigned the 'Berserker' class certainly bears too many traits forcibly added by later generations, but that material body ultimately remains Vlad. 采佩什 himself.

Therefore, Vlad's body remains that very form.

Tall and sturdy, yet with pallid skin—though lacking the dark circles from FA shoots, and without the blood-red pupils of his Lancer form, the vampire elements are somewhat weakened.

"Want to change locations to talk?"

Vlad, glancing at his phone, pretended not to hear Morrison's words as he asked.

Even among close friends, it's inconvenient to meddle in family affairs, let alone Vlad himself, who actually has little experience in friendly communication with family.

"Right here, no—well, maybe we should change locations……"

Seeing Aomo suddenly change his mind, Vlad followed his gaze and turned his head, whereupon he saw a certain tall female angel with broad wings yet black-and-white coloring, walking out from the corner alongside a blue-haired, black-horned fallen angel girl.

The latter he had seen before, not far from Aomo after he had departed from the dream.

Is she called Mastema?

As a Christian, he found this name deeply impressive, surprised that his friend's adopted son would have such an angel nearby.

"While they haven't looked this way yet."

Knowing that Mastema's side would spawn Cherubimon, and that Mastema himself was a rather inconspicuous jester, Aomo had already placed his hand on Vlad's shoulder.

Mephilas's transfer function reactivated.

The fastest particle decomposition in history is his resistance to unexpected elements.

"?"

Suddenly, the blue-haired fallen angel turned her head, gazing at the gap in the crowd.

"What's wrong? Mastema."

"I suddenly have a subtle feeling."

"A feeling?"

"Like the feeling when Reumei carries me while eating cake."

"You can prepare a cactus tart to repay her."

"You're right, Mastemon, but if the other party isn't Reumei, I'll have to think more."

"You can brainstorm with Reumeile—her ideas are always insightful."

"Also, then let's hurry."

——

On the other side, before the high platform outside the cathedral of the Holy Gospel Class, Flare Angelmon and Jeanne D'Arcmon looked puzzled at the two men who had appeared nearby; since they didn't seem like dangerous elements, they also averted their gazes.

The Vatican does not prohibit teleportation; many clergy use it quite diligently, though occasionally mistakes occur, trapping someone inside a wall, where they drop dead on the spot.

But it's fine—on-site resurrection works; dying in the Vatican is like dying in the Great Spring Water—you can play dead here every day.

Indeed, there really are such dry ones, so the free atmosphere of the Divine Blessing Gospel Class has long existed.

Normal people and the mentally ill are about fifty-fifty; occasionally they go along with the crowd.

The two angel-type Digimon just didn't care about those two muttering people, and continued watering the flowers.

"Is it necessary to avoid your colleague?"

"It is necessary. Rather than possibly improving efficiency, I'd rather have fewer surprises." Aomo said, glancing at the two Digimon watering flowers in the distance, and at some mechanical heavy-armored people walking past the entrance behind him, then turned back and put up a soundproof barrier.

Unexpectedly not dispelled, he felt more at ease and asked: "Did you get any information?"

"Quite a lot! That little rascal named Zhaoxun has good connections, and anything related to him, you can ask anyone and get quite a bit!" came a voice from the phone, interrupting.

Aomo looked toward Vlad.

The latter added: "There's quite a bit to ask about logistics personnel communication, but little is heard about communication with Yuechi Logistics."

"Who doesn't shop online these days? Having to remember a delivery is already too much trouble for others, and if you really need to contact Yuechi Logistics symbolically, you can just go online!" Morrison continued shouting.

"So I also arranged for people to check the internet."

"Hiss—" the electronic vampire sucked in a cold breath, "Your witch lady dares to barge into the gate of the Assembly of Gods? Not that I'm saying, although she seems able to evolve, but the network protection here is——" "It's about checking Yuechi Logistics' network."

Aomo helplessly interrupted.

"Everyone knows they have a super-alloy anti-theft door; why would I bother with the door instead of breaking the wall?"

"Hmm… makes sense."

"Then does that person have results! The network protection of large companies in Canaan City is all looked after by the Assembly of Gods! I think the witch lady is still not enough."

"She can hear this, so be careful your clothes don't get set on fire."

"Huh? You can still hear this while breaking through the firewall?"

"The one responsible for checking data is another assistant, who is quite experienced in dealing with those angel-type Digimon."

When saying this, Aomo felt he hadn't misheard; indeed, a witch's cold snort came through the light screen.

"So you're dead set on suspecting that apostle boy?" Morrison asked again.

"He is one of the executors clearing the Clock Tower."

The phone kept buzzing, while the person holding it remained very calm.

Vlad, as an elder who came to help, also didn't understand many situations, so naturally he didn't say much.

It's just hard to imagine that I would assist a junior, investigating an angel from another world.

"Investigation and assistance aren't contradictory; some accomplices don't necessarily need to take risks, nor must they bear the label of crime."

Such words, coming from an assistant who has assisted merchants, are naturally persuasive, enough to leave Morrison momentarily speechless, only able to stammer:

"Then why do you suspect him? What have you observed?"

"Observation can only see one side; detailed observation can see all sides, but all sides don't represent the inside; its inside needs deduction, requiring deduction and decomposition along the observed sides."

"So it's not that I found any evidence, just that here I can observe better, and also more easily obtain other information."

"No evidence either! You're not investigating Yuechi Logistics company but instead running here?"

"Canaan District is a self-governing area of political and religious unity; the Divine Blessing Gospel Class is the largest information exchange processing venue; if there truly were a conspiracy as thorough as a sphere, this place would most likely have a clue."

"Moreover, what reason should I have to investigate someone else's operating company? To say, as a collaborator, that I want to exchange?"

"Uh..."

"Besides, that company looks empty at a glance. It's already Star Calendar 612 Year; traditional detective methods are no longer in vogue, although it is a company of Jidong people, but its software and hardware are still the era standard of the Yiluo District; the more developed, the more room for cyber-investigation actions, while in reality there's actually nothing much to ask."

"If a crime is to be committed, the fewer who know, the better; to capture a high-level contact record, I also need to see that Mr. Zhaoxun in person."

"Fine, he will be at the opera house at two this afternoon, immovable; you can go stake him out there, but then you can't ask for information here."

"So please trouble you and Uncle Vlad to stay here a while longer, and by the way, organize the information and send it to my account."

"I have no problem; it's been a long time since I've come to a place like the Vatican." The fake vampire smiled.

While the electronic vampire exclaimed: "Do you take me for a typing machine? So many messy messages all given to you to type?"

"All typed; the more complete you make it, the faster you rest; to start from logistics-related information."

"Now several monsters are in storage awaiting new frames; I think it's likely that in a moment something will happen on the monster side, and then either Yuechi Logistics will exert force to handle it, or we'll wait to see our difficulties."

"Will they still exert force to handle it? Shift responsibility?"

"Exactly so, but that's also only possible if they can get past Miss Ling's gate and Miss Xi's return through the scroll at any time."

"I'm quite curious how a Berserker who brings hysteria to the company would resort to what means."

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