Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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What kind of person is Ryan?

First, he is mentally ill, and second, he has the ability to get what he wants.

In his previous life, he was a genius of the church, Ryan Hamel.

If he hadn't died in his early twenties, he might have been the most powerful hunter of all time.

And now he's a psychopath.

His worldview is completely different from that of normal people.

Do whatever you want, think about it.

So, he stood up, slapped the table and said, "Hmph, I'm going back to sleep, you don't understand me, Baron Ryan, it's really too much trouble to talk to you mental patients."

Matthew said indifferently: "Now that the regular meeting has just been held, are you going to go back to sleep?"

Even if the other party belongs to His Excellency the Duke, he should respect himself.

Ryan said proudly: "This is the life of our nobles, you know what a fart!"

After finishing speaking, Ryan turned around and left regardless of the others.

And Matthew forcibly held back the anger in his heart.

The surrounding air became gloomy and stagnant.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly: "Your Excellency, please calm down, you don't have to argue with Ryan."

Matthew took a deep breath: "You are right, now continue our regular meeting."

"First of all, we must celebrate. The curse of our Twilight Bell Church has finally disappeared. Although it is not clear who made it, we can start hunting now."

"During this period, the evil spirits in Switzerland have not been harvested, they are a little bit active."

"Cultivate for a day and start our hunting. In addition, the evil plan must continue. We must bring back the embryos that Mu Zhong has cultivated for nearly two hundred years."

"We need more spirits to make sure the plan works perfectly."

Before, the Church of Twilight Bell had been studying evil spirits and evil spirits.

They try to make stronger hunters.

It seems to be related to evil spirits.

The others nodded and said: "Follow your order, Your Excellency."

Matthew said with satisfaction: "There is one more thing. I will disappear for a while recently. The operation of Twilight Bell Church will be in charge of Tequel and other bishops."

Tequel was the one Matthew asked to monitor Ryan before.

Others naturally have no objections, even though most of the people in Twilight Bell are undercover agents.

But as long as Matthew is still there, as long as Mu Zhong has not returned to the church, they will not disobey Matthew's will.

Because that's not worth it.

Soon, the regular meeting will be over...

It was late at night.

Matthew walked in the dark, and Tequel followed him: "Your Excellency, Ryan has treated you so badly, do we want to teach him a lesson?"

"No...don't bother with any of you, he...the lord behind him, except me, none of you can afford to offend him."

Tequel said in a deep voice: "Who is that Your Excellency? You just mentioned it at the regular meeting."

Matthew said indifferently: "His name is a taboo. The information and materials about him have basically been destroyed. In this world, there are only five people who know him."

Just after finishing speaking, Matthew thought of Ryan again...

So, he changed his words again: "If you count Ryan, it's probably like this."

Tequel was puzzled: "Since he belongs to that Your Excellency, why did he come to Twilight Bell?"

Matthew pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but since your Excellency did this, he naturally has his reasons. Please be nice to Ryan and let him see our sincerity."

"In this way, the time for me to meet him may be shortened a lot."

Tequel could only nod and said, "Yes, I know what to do."

...

the other side.

Ryan also came to James' room.

When he opened the door, he saw that James was lying on the ground, resting tightly wrapped in a blanket, and his only remaining hand was covered with bandages.

The bed next to it had been dismantled.

The bed board was missing.

Since entering the Church of Twilight Bell.

James had a good day, the day he first met Ryan.

From then on, he simply lived in hell on earth.

The body can't bear it, let alone how painful it is.

Even, the regular meeting of the Evening Bell Church did not call him.

All sympathized with what happened to him.

As for Ryan.

He scratched his head and said, "Damn it, I'm Baron Ryan now, but my patient James is still suffering, I can't leave him alone!"

"Oh, but I don't want to be a doctor anymore, I just want to be a noble..."

Ryan was very confused.

He walked over to the sleeping James and knelt down to stare at him.

The latter seemed to feel something, shivered in his sleep, and wrapped the blanket even tighter.

Ryan scratched his head and said, "Oh, I am obviously a doctor, but I became a baron and a nobleman. I want to continue treating James, but my noble blood does not allow me to do so."

"Being an aristocrat means that I have to bear responsibilities that I shouldn't have at this age. I can no longer be a doctor, otherwise it will affect my energy."

"But I don't want to give up on James. Without my professional care from Dr. Ryan, he will definitely die."

Ryan couldn't help sighing.

He kept thinking, trying to find a reasonable solution.

James, who was sleeping, broke out in cold sweat.

He seems to be having a nightmare.

Ryan said distressedly: "James, you really can't leave me, I'm starting to have nightmares."

At this time.

A thought suddenly flashed in Ryan's mind.

He slapped his head: "I have a solution. From now on, James will be my slave to Baron Lane. In this way, I, the master, have the responsibility to continue to take care of him."

"Hey, I, Baron Ryan, are really a genius."

finished.

Ryan lay directly on the ground, reached out and grabbed James' blanket, and wrapped it around himself.

He entered the dream happily.

...

"Hey Hey hey……"

"Hello, is the director there?"

"I'm Ryan, director, answer my call quickly..."

"Fuck! Why is it Freddy again, you idiot, why are you still alive?"

In Du Wei's dream.

Freddy leaned against the tight-fitting dissecting room wall, looking at everything around him with a deadened heart.

As far as the eye can see, everything is dark.

This is simply black humor.

Is there anything more ironic than this?

"My life, Freddie, is so dark that I can't even see the end."

Freddy's eyes were extremely empty, his head drooped, and he reached out and pressed the answer button, although he knew that pressing it or not would not affect Ryan's speech.

"Let me tell you Ryan, you give up, the devil Du Wei hasn't come to the dream for a long time, you can't find him."

over the phone.

Ryan said cursingly: "Pay attention to your tone, I am Baron Ryan now, please be polite to me, otherwise, I will punish you immediately and send you to hell."

Freddy's eyes lit up: "Is there such a good thing?"