Chapter 145 - A Lunch Break

Of course, Emery had no idea Arabeth was mentally berating him for being too innocent.

"Azarphy what do you think about all this? Will Witch come back again?" Emery asked getting out of bed. He changed the subject and went back to talking about the two victims.

"She just pretended to leave the abbey, but I can feel the presence of the god of death still in the abbey" Azarphy with indifference, it was not possible that a human could hide from him if he wanted to find him.

"So she might still have someone to kill," Emery said with some certainty, the killers wouldn't get as close to the crime scene as they did.

Unless they forgot something important incriminating them, were confident psychopaths, or even had more people they wanted to murder.

Emery thought it was the last one because the bodies were moved to the morgue and the things in the room that apparently belonged to the victims would be guards and when the investigation was resolved would be sent to the deceased's family.

Of course, there could be a few pieces that were stolen along the way, but most personal belongings would be turned over to families.

Well, if she was just going to take something that was hers… That would be fine, but Emery thought the worst.

"That could be the truth… or the closest thing to it. She had plenty of time before the bodies were discovered to clean everything up, I don't think she forgot anything." Azarphy agreed with Emery's theory that Witch came back to kill someone else.

"We have to investigate the past of the two victims to find out if the murderer has a relationship with them and if he was with Father Lattanzio as well," Emery muttered with deep regret in his heart.

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of plot, but seeing people murdered every few days wasn't very pleasant.

And who can guarantee that this Witch isn't just a psychopath who had some kind of sadism about killing?

Could he be the next target?

Could he be framed in the future?

Or would Giovanni be framed?

Yes, Emery was thinking too far and too negatively.

"Stop worrying about nonsense, let's go together and look into the past of the two dead humans," Azarphy suggested, waking Emery out of his negative, conspiratorial thoughts.

"Just the two of you?" Arabeth asked with some jealousy in his voice and a sharp look at Emery.

Emery: (...)

It's not my fault, okay?!

"Yes, me and this human together. You will stay here to protect the sleeping human, we don't want other beings… You know to come here." Azarphy spoke very seriously as an order from a superior.

Arabeth wanted to protest, but remembering their conversation with Warlock and the goat, so he complained no more. He better protects their base, looking at Emery he felt that this human was very attractive to those supernatural beings.

Emery belongs to him!

Ah, he already had to make exceptions for this shameless angel.

Arabeth didn't count on Giovanni as a rival, after all, he was human, that's something he and not Azarphy could directly interfere with. Therefore, they prefer to chase away any dog ​​or cat that gets close to Emery, as if the human wanted to take someone they couldn't kill him.

What a pity!

As for supernatural beings, they can just beat mercilessly away.

"But first let's have lunch," Emery said feeling hungry. He doesn't know how long he slept, but he was very hungry.

Azarphy couldn't agree more with that, what would he have to eat today?

"Giovanni… Giovanni" Emery called to the sleeping young man touching his shoulder gently.

Giovanni had a blood pressure drop and was tired from the earlier shock, so after some rest, he felt much better and woke up after a few calls from Bishop Darcy

"Let's have lunch, go wash your face," Emery asked seeing the boy winking at him still sleepy, he kissed his slightly pink cheek.

The pink face turned much redder after the kiss.

Emery stopped paying attention and went to set the table, leaving Giovanni embarrassed on the bed and touching his face.

"Won't you get up?" Yani questioned mocking the young man a little.

Giovanni came back to himself and got up from the bed to wash his face to chase away sleep the water was a little warm.

"I just wanted to let you know that the human is going to introduce me, I'd rather you pretend you never knew about me"

Azarphy had heated the water in the basin at the head of the bed, taking the opportunity to advise Giovanni of the matter to be presented.

"Why didn't you tell Bishop Darcy about me?" Giovanni said in thought, hoping the angel could read his mind. After all, communication between them was one-sided.

"I don't have to explain myself," Azarphy said nonchalantly. The truth is that if Giovanni looked even brighter he thought Emery would value the human even more.

Just thinking about it left him with a sour taste in his mouth.

Giovanni thought Azarphy must have a very dark reason to withhold his secret, but the fallen archangel was just a little jealous.

"Where did Louis get rice?" Emery muttered, placing a clay stewpot of hot white rice, looking like white pearls and smelling sweet.

A stewpot of very high-quality rice.

Even in Emery's ancient world this jasmine rice was of high quality.

"Most of the rice comes from the Eastern Continent, some internal demands are met with rice planted in the Republic of Wizard with magic and in the Elves Empire with the energy of nature," Azarphy said with some knowledge, having already received rice as an offering when was in another temple.

The most expensive rice is from the Elves Empire which comes with healing energy, the rice can be used to help heal internal wounds. The elves' rice doesn't spoil over time, so the nobles buy it and save it for when the women are pregnant so the fetus can survive gestation.

Mainly, those nobles who have a bloodline with magical powers that diminished their fertility.

"This rice seems to have MANA" Emery commented feeling the MANA stir itself.

"Then it must be the rice planted with Wizard Republic magic," Azarphy said also watching the MANA manifestation react to the MANA that Emery sent to the pot with curiosity.

The rice looked even brighter than before.

"Such an expensive rice," Giovanni approached the table and observed rice glistening with MANA.

"Don't mind too much," Emery said with some indifference, even though he thought Louis was overreacting with this kind of rice.

A bowl of common rice would also be delicious too.

Louis would feel his teeth itch if he knew his young master had this poor-person thinking.

Ah, spending on brothels was fine, but was spending on good food too much?

Luckily it was tasty enough for Emery to forget it was expensive.

"Are you going to introduce us now?" Arabeth asked still in invisible mode, he got a little shy and hid when Giovanni woke up.

"After lunch," Emery said, concentrating on the venison cooked with a citrus sauce and some sweet-tasting greens.

He hadn't realized how much he liked sweets, but it could be this body's inheritance.

On the other hand, the cold water reached Rutger's room, the novices filled the wooden tub looking at the priests with a curious and strange look.

It was autumn the water was very cold and the weather was also far from warm, so it was strange to ask for such cold water to put in the tub for a bath.

"You can leave. Thanks for the work and I'm sorry I took you out of your chores." Dante asked opening the door for everyone to come out with the buckets. He took an envelope from inside his tunic and handed it to the novices.

"Give this to those responsible for supervising you and tell them I delivered it."

Inside the envelope were a few copper coins. Which would be enough for the novice supervisor not to be angry and displeased with him, nor take anger out on the young.

He was a very polite and respectful priest, he did not look down on the novices, knowing he had gone overboard by asking them to fetch water for him in the midst of the youth services.

"Thank you Father Bernardi" they thanked, still looking down, they were always discouraged from looking directly into the priests' faces.

They hurried out, hoping not to receive punishment from the supervisor.

Fortunately, Father Bernardi's envelope looked magical and the supervisor was in a good mood all day and they escaped punishment.

"Brother Bernardi is very kind to them"

Rutger commented when Dante closed the door, he was feeling a little better, but his body felt too hot, which made him question whether he had been poisoned.

"Brother Rutger, you are praising me in vain. I'm just doing something my teacher said a long time ago, that I should practice what I'd like me to do. When I was a novice my teacher always had this envelope for when he called me and my friends for some service outside of our duties. That saved me a lot of trouble.." Dante said good-naturedly as he remembered his old professor with a long beard and a little baldness.