Two black-robed men stared at Karun in disbelief. They were just two divine servants assigned to "take care of the aftermath," thinking it was a simple task. But they never expected that the recipient of the condolence money would be standing right in front of them.

Karun placed his hands on his chest and said sincerely, "Praise the great God of Order, praise order!"

The two black-robed men immediately followed suit and said, "Praise the great God of Order, praise order."

After the ritual, one of the men asked, "Are you really Judge Pavarol?"

"Yes."

"You're not dead?"

"I was falsely accused and imprisoned, then released to be hunted down and killed. I almost died, but I escaped thanks to the protection of the great God of Order."

"We...need to report back to Judge Vicolai."

Find the original at "pawread dot com".

"What about the condolence money?"

"It needs to be rearranged."

"Okay." Karun nodded slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

The two black-robed men got into their car and left. Alfred got off the car and walked over, asking, "Young master, what's going on?"

"They came to give Mr. Pavarol the condolence money and certificate, but I have a feeling there's more to this story. Judge Vicolai...I have a feeling he'll come looking for me soon."

"Shall I wait with you inside?"

"No need. I think he's the one who should be anxious and worried."

"Why is that?"

Karun looked down at his feet and realized he was standing in the same spot where Mr. Pavarol was handcuffed and taken away.

"I guess Judge Vicolai took credit for Mr. Pavarol's achievements."

"If that's the case..."

"He has two options: either kill 'Pavarol' again, or come to me for a confession. Which do you think he'll choose?"

"He probably won't choose the former, because those who chose that option are already finished."

"Exactly. So he'll choose the latter and come to me for endorsement, of course, he'll offer me something in exchange. I need to prepare myself emotionally and negotiate for the best deal. But it's actually a good thing. After all, I'm fake, and too much exposure in this matter will only bring more risks. With someone blocking the way, my identity can be much safer. This is the best situation, isn't it?"

Karun smiled and said, "You can go back to the car."

"Yes, young master."

Alfred turned and went back to the car, while Karun continued to stand there. He recalled the scene of Mr. Pavarol's notes and the image of Mr. Pavarol kneeling in front of him, offering his face as a gift.A person who, before dying, begged for a favor by kneeling and apologized due to moral coercion...

You dared to tarnish his glory.

Karun's eyes began to turn red, not due to the use of magic or any other bodily transformation, but due to the anger that had filled his heart.

This was the first time Karun had revealed such a strong killing intent, without any concealment, without any restraint, very straightforward, and very pure.

Last time in Mingke City, when he accompanied his grandfather to call out names according to the list, Karun was not so angry because it was not the Sarah family who died.

When he was in the pigsty under the sausage factory, he was not so angry because the people in the pigsty were indeed pitiful, but they were all strangers to him.

Karun had told Pavarro that he could never be like him; because Karun never concealed his double standards and he could even admit that he was a hypocrite.

He never felt great, and his code of conduct was to make himself feel comfortable.

After putting on Pavarro's mask, hearing his wife's crying, and seeing his two daughters suffering from the broken blood spirit powder, his mentality naturally changed.

The distance between kin and stranger had appeared.

Vicorei, you will die. - I swear by the surname of Inmoleis.

Close your eyes,

Look up,

Take a deep breath,

The redness in Karun's eyes gradually faded away.

He waved to Alfred sitting in the car, turned around and walked into the funeral home.

Alfred sitting in the car smiled and waved back to his young master. After his young master turned around and walked inside, he also took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Then he took out a small black book the size of a telephone directory from his jacket pocket. This small black book recorded some of the things Karun usually said, including those slang phrases.

He took out a pen, bit off the cap with his mouth, and wrote on it:

"For the first time, I feel so clearly the wrath of God.

Now, I can't help but mourn for the judge named Vicorei, because he doesn't know what kind of existence he has offended!

No, he is actually lucky, because he doesn't know what kind of existence he has offended!"

...

Back in the shop, Pick and Dingkom were still the same as yesterday, one was daydreaming and the other was reading a book.

Karun felt that compared to the two colleagues of this funeral home, Ron in Mingke Street was simply a model of diligence.

Seeing the boss coming back, both of them stood up.

"Why hasn't the black veil above been cleaned up yet? It covers the front door, and why isn't the floor cleaned properly?"

"Yes, boss, I'll go take it down right away."

"Boss, I'll go clean it right away."

After sending the two colleagues away, Karun walked into the backyard. After hesitating for a while, he still walked to the door of his two daughters' bedroom, removed the lock, opened the door, and walked in.Two girls were sitting on the bed playing with a skipping rope. After taking a bath in the Blood Spirit Powder yesterday, they both looked much better, with many of the black spots on their skin fading away, revealing a reddish skin tone.

When Karun walked in, the two girls instinctively stopped playing and moved aside on the bed.

Karun stood there without moving forward.

Then, both girls smiled at Karun, somewhat faintly, but not forced.

Karun also smiled and then turned and walked out of the bedroom. Outside the door was Lady Lake.

"You...you're back?"

"Mm." Karun responded, then asked, "Where's the study?"

"You...you don't have a study."

"Oh, I forgot."

"Shall I tidy up the bedroom?"

"Mm, okay."

Lady Lake walked into the bedroom and began to tidy up the things on the bed. Karun also walked in and closed the bedroom door.

"I've got the results of the investigation I did before. Those who suppressed me and plotted to kill me are all done for."

Lady Lake, who was facing away from Karun and tidying up, trembled slightly and then nodded vigorously, saying, "That's great."

"But many people thought I was dead, so my credit in this matter was blackened."

Lady Lake, who heard this, trembled again and then forcefully made her voice sound calm, saying, "As long as people are safe, nothing else matters."

"The person who blackened my credit will probably come here soon to find me. He thought I was dead, but I'm still alive, so he wants to buy me off. I've already decided to accept his offer. Oh, his level is higher than mine."

Lady Lake turned around, not looking at Karun, and lowered her head, biting her lip for a moment before saying, "That's good, that's good."

Her man was dead, her man was dead!

Now, someone else wants to snatch away the honor that belongs to her man!

"I promise you, he will use his soul as the price for this matter in the future, but now, I don't have that ability yet. I need time."

"No, no, no." Lady Lake walked up to Karun, put her hand on his chest, and immediately realized that he was not her husband, so she quickly moved her hand away. "Don't take risks, really, it's not worth it, it's not worth it."

"It's worth it."

"No, it's not worth it!"

Lady Lake lowered her voice and clenched her hands, roaring.

"I believe that friend you talked about yesterday wouldn't want you to do this. I believe that friend of yours must be very stubborn, and the person who can become friends with him...must also be a good person."

Lady Lake put her hand on her own chest, and tears finally flowed down uncontrollably.

"I can feel it, really, I can feel it. Don't take risks, don't care about these things anymore, okay? Hasn't your friend already died? He's already dead, don't care about these things anymore, really, don't care about them anymore.""He's dead. He doesn't need these things anymore."

Karun looked at Mrs. Lake, who was crying, and said,

"Yes, he's already dead."

"Well, then..." Mrs. Lake wiped her tears with her sleeve. "So, be safe and sound, okay? Not for my two daughters or for me, but for you... be good, okay?"

"What's the meaning of a funeral?" Karun asked.

"Meaning..."

"Is it for the deceased to see? No, you should understand that funerals are more for the living."

"The living..."

"I just came to tell you that, for some reason, my temper has been changing lately. Maybe it's because I was falsely accused and imprisoned, and I've become a bit impatient. So, I'm just letting you know. In a very apologetic way, I'm letting you know."

"Then... then... then do it your way. Actually, I wanted to say this to him... to you a long time ago, but I couldn't say it. It's my regret. Actually, my daughters and I have been living a very tired and painful life. I know you've been suffering too, and I know it in my heart, but I just couldn't control myself before. I really regret it, so much."

Mrs. Lake rested her forehead on Karun's shoulder, and this time, she put her hands on Karun's chest.

Karun kept his hands at his sides. He knew that Mrs. Lake needed a support, and she needed to release her emotions. She was treating herself as if Mr. Pavarotti had already passed away.

"I know that your pain is no less than mine, but I've been blaming you, scolding you, and hating you all along, because it makes me feel better. I'm too selfish, really. I really want to say sorry to you now, sorry, sorry! If there's another chance, or if something similar happens again, I just want to say that my daughters and I have really been living a very tired life. Sometimes, the worst outcome is actually a kind of relief. You... no, you, don't burden yourself with anything."

Mrs. Lake reached out and touched Karun's face.

"I can touch it, I can touch it. I can touch him because I willingly accept you as a friend. I can feel it from this face."

LeMar, from the pottery studio, had said similar things when he was checking face skin.

"You live well, accompany your two daughters, live well. I've recently made a new friend, and he may have a way to solve the illness on our daughters' bodies."

"Really... really?"

"Well, at least, he can find a better solution than blood spirit powder, so that they can suffer less, and even go to the park, or go to school?"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Mrs. Lake kept thanking him.

"Thank you to your friend."

"I need to prepare to receive guests." Karun reminded her.

"Oh, okay, okay." Mrs. Lake immediately wiped away her tears.As a woman who had lost her loving husband, she couldn't cry openly in the mourning hall, so her grief could only be expressed briefly. This was also a kind of pity.

Karun walked behind the desk and sat down.

"What would you like to drink, tea or coffee?"

"Would it be inappropriate for you to bring it in for me?" Karun asked with a smile.

"Heh..." Lady Lekf couldn't help but want to laugh inexplicably, tears still on her face, she twitched her mouth and finally held back.

"Ice water."

"Okay."

Lady Lekf bowed seriously to Karun.

Karun immediately stood up.

When Lady Lekf reached for the bedroom door, she stopped and suddenly said, "He always believed in that..."

"What?" Karun asked.

Lady Lekf looked at Karun. "I suddenly feel like the God of Order really heard his prayers."

After speaking, Lady Lekf walked out of the bedroom.

Soon, even though the door was closed, Lady Lekf's sharp voice could still be heard clearly, "Pike, bring a cup of ice water to your master, remember to use the boiler waste water!!!"

Karun sat down again and picked up the pen.

Soon, Pike pushed open the door and walked in.

"Boss, ice water."

"Well, Pike, I have a question for you."

"Ask away, Boss."

"You and Dingkom are both in my establishment, right?"

"Of course, Boss."

"If I want to recruit another servant of the gods, can I get an establishment?"

"Boss, you forgot, you're a seventh-grade judge and can only have two god servants under you."

"Seventh-grade judge..."

"That's the lowest grade judge, because Boss, you easily offend people... So, if Boss wants to add another establishment, every two grades increased can add one establishment."

"Okay, I see. Also, how much is my monthly order ticket income?"

"One thousand order tickets, Boss, did you forget even this?"

Such a low income... So Serina directly gave herself half a month's salary? Oh no, Serina gave her Abyss tickets, but the exchange rate shouldn't be too outrageous.

"Pike."

"Here, Boss."

"I want you to swear in the name of the God of Order right now that you won't tell anyone about the question I just asked you."

"Uh... Okay, Boss, I swear in the name of the God of Order to keep the question you just asked me a secret!"

"Okay, you can go now."

"Okay, Boss." Pike scratched his head and left.

Having an honest person under him felt pretty good.

Karun rested his eyes. He didn't need to worry too much about his "performance" because Pavaro's character was very clear, and the other party should know it too. So, when the other party came, it was mainly about their performance.

After about twenty minutes, Dingkom knocked on the bedroom door. "Boss, someone is here to visit."

"Bring them in."

"Okay, Boss."The bedroom door was pushed open and a man in a gray windbreaker walked in. He took off his hat and pulled out a small scroll from it, tossing it onto the ground. A blue flame rose up and quickly extinguished, forming a blue barrier in the bedroom.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Victor. I used to work in the civil service of the district, but I just transferred to become a judge."

"Pavarro."

Seemingly expecting this stiff conversation, Victor walked over to the desk and said, "Judge Zhihe's case has been completely exposed, and he himself is dead. The district found the sealed report you sent earlier when investigating the matter, as well as the report of your escape and death."

"So I forged some letters to prove that you reported to me and that I instructed you to continue investigating until you uncovered Judge Zhihe's wrongdoing."

"May the God of Order bless me for still being alive."

"Yes, that's something I didn't expect, and it's made things complicated."

"I see."

"I need this credit. The district will give you a compensation of two thousand Order Coupons, oh no, it's called a bonus now, and your judge level can be raised from seventh to sixth."

"I can also give you an additional five thousand Order Coupons."

"Also, you will receive my friendship. After my transfer, I will replace Judge Luke and become your immediate superior."

Karun spoke up, "Ten thousand Order Coupons, the bonus is not included; fifth level, not sixth; and I'll choose my own servant of God."

Victor didn't comment on Karun's boldness, but instead said strangely, "So straightforward?"

"I almost died this time. I want to take better care of my wife and children. My children need a large amount of Blood Spirit Powder every month, and I have fulfilled my responsibilities to the church. Now, I want to take responsibility for my family."

"Okay, I promise you. I'll send someone to deliver ten thousand Order Coupons tomorrow, and I'll work to raise your level to fifth. As for the servant of God, you can submit a report in your own name for my approval."

"You need to write a statement in your own name, and I've brought it to you. You can copy it and submit it."

"Also, someone will come to ask about the situation regularly, just follow what's written here and tell them."

"Okay, deal."

Victor smiled and nodded, "Deal."

"You can go now." Karun pointed to the door.

"Judge Pavarro, I suddenly find myself liking you." Victor smiled.

Karun knew what kind of "liking" Victor meant, just like how he felt about Mr. Pavarro before. "Pavarro" spoke in a way that made people believe, and kept his promises.

"I dislike you very much." Karun said.

"Oh, of course, of course. I like your character and believe that we can have a lot of cooperation in the future. I won't treat you unfairly like your previous superiors did. Because my grandfather is one of the bishops of York City District."

After speaking, Victor put his hat back on, opened the door, and walked out.The blue barrier dissipated.

Karun sat on the chair.

After a while,

"Hehehe...hehe..."

Karun couldn't help but laugh, and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand:

"He actually compared himself to my grandpa..."