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Chapter 127 - Chapter 127 Capim

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"The wealthy Capim colluded with cult organizations to harm the populace, but Lord Aaron uncovered the conspiracy and saved many innocent people…"

Numerous newsboys walked through the streets and alleys of Backlund, and the pedestrians around them, hearing such sensational news, stopped one after another, called over a newsboy, and bought a newspaper.

"Capim? The wealthy man who is rumored to have connections with some nobles?"

"I've long heard that he engaged in disgusting businesses, but I never expected him to collude with a cult. Fortunately, Lord Aaron presided over justice."

Xio, who was disguised and deliberately made taller, was also mixed in the crowd, hearing the discussions around her and the newsboys' shouts.

Last night, because of the sudden appearance of a Blood Moon, Fors suffered many injuries, so Xio went out today to purchase daily necessities and some medical supplies.

"Lord Aaron?" Xio's eyes lit up slightly. She called over a newsboy and bought a newspaper. After a quick glance, she found that it was basically consistent with the process Lucivide Joseph had told them.

Xio felt slightly at ease and finally learned that the powerful figure behind the organization they had joined was this Lord Aaron.

Recalling Lucivide Joseph's earlier warning to them to stay away from the subsequent developments of this matter, as well as the vaguely appearing Demoness Sect in this incident, Xio put away the newspaper and returned home against the indignant flow of people.

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Cherwood Borough, Capim's home, first-floor living room.

The living room, which had originally seen servants and a butler moving in and out, was now empty. Capim lay on the sofa, his face ashen, his pupils dilated, clearly dead.

A man in a black robe with a golden mask stood quietly opposite, also holding a newspaper.

Nadalee Mana, the Sequence 6 Demoness of Pleasure, who had just escaped from Soro Bint's hands, still had a pale face. Her fragility and charm combined, revealing a strange beauty, and she chuckled:

"The culprit, Capim, committed suicide out of fear of his crimes."

"Don't worry about the others. I have already dealt with everyone who saw your faces. This matter is only related to my Demoness Sect and will not involve your MI9."

The black-robed man with the golden mask turned his head and spoke in a cold tone:

"That had better be the case. If you ruin something important because of you, you know the consequences. "

"Disappear from here quickly. Don't let me see you in Backlund again. They must not be allowed to follow the clues and investigate further."

Nadalee Mana's delicate face stiffened slightly, and she put away her smile, responding in a low voice:

"I naturally know. 'Despair Nightingale' Panatiya has already given me another mission, sending me to Enmart Port in Loen."

Saying this, Nadalee Mana narrowed her eyes and added:

"What exactly do you plan to do about Lord Aaron? Even if he didn't discover it this time, what about next time? And the time after that?"

"With him causing trouble everywhere like this, our plan will sooner or later run into problems."

The man with the golden mask stared coldly at Nadalee Mana. After a moment, he slowly said:

"This is not for you to worry about. He is involved in many things, so it's not convenient to act. However, we will soon make him leave Backlund and will not give him a chance to continue investigating…"

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It was already evening when Aaron received the news. He was currently sitting in the living room, preparing to go to Saint Samuel Cathedral.

"Heh heh, suicide out of fear of his crimes? As expected."

Looking at the intelligence in his hand, Aaron clicked his tongue. It was an expected development, and he was not surprised.

After Glenn returned to report, MI9 quickly dispatched, thoroughly searched Capim's residence, and discovered Capim's death and the civilians imprisoned in the basement.

Putting away the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, Aaron nodded to the butler and got into the carriage, heading to Saint Samuel Cathedral.

Accompanied by the clatter of hooves, he passed through streets and alleys to reach Saint Samuel Cathedral. After being announced, he met Archbishop Anthony.

As soon as Aaron saw this Archbishop, his body and mind involuntarily trembled. It was uncontrollable and uncontainable, as if he had returned to his childhood, facing his deepest fears.

With a thought, Aaron immediately understood that it must be due to the significant increase in his spirituality after advancing to Sequence 6, and the "fear" brought by Saint Anthony was clearer the stronger the spirituality. So, he quickly meditated, trying to restrain himself.

A moment later, Aaron placed a dark green ring and an arm opposite Archbishop Anthony, and slowly explained, meeting his surprised gaze:

"This ring comes from a Demoness and can be considered a relatively powerful Grade 2 Sealed Artifact."

"And this severed arm is from a Sequence 3 Disicple of Silence. I have already taken the Beyonder characteristic contained within, but even the remaining arm is a very valuable spiritual material."

Meeting Anthony's surprised expression, Aaron did not continue speaking but changed the subject:

"In this incident, many abducted civilians were rescued, including many children, and not a few of them were church believers."

"And the church's charity organizations, as far as I know, are incapable of accommodating so many civilians. If they are allowed to return to the East Borough, they will most likely face death or become a disaster in another sense."

Anthony frowned his eyebrows. After a moment, he looked at Aaron and slowly said:

"What are your thoughts? You can tell me."

Aaron took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Archbishop Anthony. The title of the document was prominently "East Tucker Charitable Foundation Organization."

Seeing that this was not something prepared on the spot but a plan drafted long ago, Anthony's eyes narrowed slightly. He took the document and read it carefully. A quarter of an hour later, he put away the document and looked at Aaron with an unclear meaning in his eyes.

Aaron's plan was not complicated. He intended to donate 150,000 pounds and 5% of East Tucker Bicycle Company's shares as the start-up capital for the East Tucker Charitable Foundation Organization.

The primary focus of this charity organization currently was to help liberated civilians rebuild their lives and to provide scholarships for impoverished children.

However, this organization would not be limited to Backlund. What Aaron wanted to do more was to leverage the influence of the Church of the Evernight to promote this charitable organization in the Southern Continent.

In this way, with a front as a public agent, using the establishment of a charitable foundation as a lead, publicly aiding the poor, and secretly funding labor resistance in various countries.

This could both contend with the upper echelons of society, improve the lives of the lower-class people, and to a certain extent accumulate power among the populace, to be released at an appropriate time.

On the other hand, Aaron would also actively encourage other nobles to participate. Only by binding interests together could they advance and retreat together when facing certain issues, reducing resistance.

Anthony's fingers tapped lightly on the table. After a moment of contemplation, the ring and severed arm on the table suddenly disappeared, and then he spoke:

"I understand. Whatever the purpose, it is enough that the Goddess's believers benefit from it."

"Next Monday, I will host a charity gala and fully cooperate with you…"

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