As long as I can weaken the Red Apple Church as much as possible...
With that thought, Chen Lun took out the most precious wine in his possession, [Mirna Blood Wine]. He hesitated, but ultimately placed it into the box with firm resolve.
Only after the bottle had been completely swallowed up did he continue writing on the paper:
"One bottle of high-grade Extraordinary Wine delivered in exchange for a murder. Target-the Red Apple Church's 'Bone-Sculpting Monk,' Jerome!"
Chen Lun's gaze was impassive. He had waited a long time for this moment.
From his initial plans to acquire the [Brewer] secondary profession to joining the Murder Club, he had done it all for this one purpose.
When he faced an enemy he couldn't kill, who was constantly keeping him in mind, he would call in help!
Jerome was not only a powerful figure lurking in the shadows during this operation to hunt down Bayers, but also that bastard Rafa's right-hand man, a boss-level figure in the middle and later stages of version 1.0.
Getting rid of him early would save Chen Lun some trouble.
Clink!
The sound of glasses touching rang out.
Thinking the Spirit World Messenger had arrived, Chen Lun prepared to hand over his letter, only to freeze suddenly.
"Good wine. I'll take it."
With a soft chuckle, that familiar male voice rang out from somewhere far away.
Chen Lun stood rooted to the spot and looked around. There was no one there.
That voice just now... was that Conrad, the Angel of Conspiracy?!
He suddenly found the situation rather absurd. How had his very first wine offering attracted the King of Slaughter?!
Conrad had taken his wine, which meant He would personally act to murder Jerome!
Chen Lun first took a deep breath, then felt a surge