Spirit of Vengeance

God taught everyone not to kill their own kind, because hands stained with filth could not receive forgiveness. He saw everyone as lambs, while He was the eternal shepherd.

Why should herbivores kill one another?

Yet Heaven's existence could not be proven, and the patriarchs of the Church were more interested in selling Indulgences. If you killed someone, you should at least donate a hundred dollars to the Church, right?

There were three types of people in the United States who were exceptionally well-informed. The first were nightclub bartenders and prostitutes. They came into contact with many people and had broad sources of information. Quite a few of them also worked part-time arranging Mercenary jobs.

The second were the lawyers and mistresses of the wealthy. They knew perfectly well about every shady thing their rich employers had done and kept it all hidden. Sometimes, they were also responsible for contacting Mercenaries to handle Cleaner work.

The last type were church Chaplains. In the confessional, separated by a thin carved wooden door, people would pour out every wrong they had committed and find relief for their souls.

From secretly watching the pregnant woman next door bathe to carrying out a massacre, people seemed to have no guard whatsoever around Chaplains.

No matter what was said in that tiny compartment, the Chaplain's answer was always the same—"God will forgive you."

Once the penitent walked out of the confessional feeling unburdened, a nun would tell him that the Indulgence sales booth was the small window to the left after entering the church.

Su Ming did not like Chaplains because they did not cooperate with Mercenaries, and their mouths were tight. Trying to pry intelligence out of them was nearly impossible.

God did not like Chaplains either. Although nobody knew where He was or