Chapter 614: Chapter 414: Just Try to Lay a Hand on Me_3 Chapter 614: Chapter 414: Just Try to Lay a Hand on Me_3 He hastily explained.
The doors of the Generous Church suddenly closed, and the light dimmed instantly.
Brendan shuddered with fright and immediately looked toward the main entrance, only to see a suited male subordinate of Lord Jack closing the door.
“Before my arrival, how much money had you accumulated using this method?”
Chen Lun said indifferently.
“Four… over fifty thousand Gold Pounds.”
Brendan swallowed nervously.
“But I did not misuse this money, nor did I take it for myself; it was all invested in the renovation and construction of the Church district and in maintaining relations with members of the Royal Family… These were all contributions made for the Council!”
“You’re quite skilled at embellishing your actions.”
Chen Lun nodded slightly.
No longer wanting to hear this man’s excuses, he directly used the “Mental Steal.”
[You cast “Mental Steal” on Brendan!]
[Willpower check in progress…]
[Target willpower 39 points, your willpower 82 points, check successful!]
Brendan’s face showed shock; as a Sequence Five Transcendent, he clearly felt an unmatched power forcibly invade his mind, uncovering his secrets.
Brendan started to speak in disbelief.
Chen Lun’s gaze grew even colder.
Because the truth of the matter was, this man had embezzled nearly a hundred thousand Gold Pounds and even secretly deposited it into his personal Empire bank account. As for the construction of the Church district, the headquarters had actually allocated forty-five thousand Gold Pounds for the funds, of which Brendan had embezzled most, only spending five thousand Gold Pounds on the renovations.
No wonder the work took so long to complete—it was all this man’s doing!
And he could behave so recklessly, naturally, for a reason…
“Catch this tumorous pest and borer of the Council, and deport him to the headquarters’ Great Hall for a collective trial… Let every Council member see what kind of man this Golden Cup Councilor really is,”
Chen Lun said coldly.
Floey stepped forward behind him, her face expressionless like frost, and summoned a massive black scythe from the ground. Soon after, a wolf howl sounded as the companion guardian “Ghost Wolf” of the “Mysterious Oath” manifested by her side.
Brendan stepped back continuously, his voice filled with panic.
“According to the doctrines of the Generous Bible, I… I have not betrayed the Council, you can’t do this!”
“Also, according to the Generous Bible, the power of the Senate Governor is supreme, second only to the Speaker. I can completely kill you on the spot without prior notification…”
Chen Lun looked at him calmly.
“Do you believe I would do that?”
Brendan was truly frightened, his head drenched in sweat.
The black-robed Monks standing beside didn’t dare to make a move, and some, overwhelmed by fear, knelt down, head bowed.
“I am the Golden Cup Councilor under Governor Houston of Jack! Lord Jack! Don’t… don’t do this, I apologize to you, and I will give you ninety percent of the Gold Pounds!”
Chen Lun’s expression remained indifferent from beginning to end, the opponent’s words having no effect on him whatsoever.
He simply waved his hand, and Floey charged at him, accompanied by the snarling Mysterious Giant Wolf.
Brendan, not wanting to be captured without a fight, was about to use his Sequence Ability to resist.
But at that moment, he heard Governor Jack’s light words:
“If you dare make a move, I’ll kill you right now.”
Brendan immediately felt an extreme chill: as if a terrifying beast was staring at him with murderous eyes, ready to behead him on the spot should he dare to make a move.
Governor Jack had risen to a high position with the notoriety earned from multiple kills as a Sequence Five.
Terence, Lafa, and incarnations of Rothfuss Family Saints… Which among them was not slain by Jack?
Suddenly losing all spirit, Brendan collapsed to his knees, despondently allowing Floey to bind him. Yet deep down, he held onto the hope that Governor Houston would stand up for him…
However, Chen Lun, as if seeing through his thoughts, sneered incessantly.
“Lock up everyone else as well; Floey, write a letter for me to send to headquarters by the Faceless Servant. I would like to see what Houston has to say!”
Floey obediently agreed.
Chen Lun’s gaze was profound, his mind busy with thoughts. By rectifying this man’s scam today, he should be able to promote his reputation through these Believers, attracting more people.
This would also allow him to better establish himself in the Royal City.
His goal was simple, to elevate the Generous Council to a status and renown similar to other Righteous God Churches, thus fulfilling the task given by Speaker Azjiluo.