I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 617 - 416
Chapter 617: 416
Chapter 617: 416
Chen Lun nodded, letting the three wait on the side. Then, before the eyes of the believers present, he took out a deck of playing cards.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Chen Lun waved his hand with a calm expression on his face.
The playing cards danced in the air around him with no wind to drive them, eliciting bursts of exclamations.
“Violator of contracts, betrayer of friends, Peter, the ‘God of Covenant’ will guide me to you… No matter how far and wide you flee, you cannot escape the punishment for your crimes.”
Chen Lun’s calm yet majestic voice echoed in the church.
The believers only felt their ears ring, awe rising in their hearts.
The flying playing cards suddenly popped out three, and Chen Lun glanced at them. His Max Level Divination Skills Skills easily deciphered Peter’s approximate location.
The target was just a Sequence Eight Transcendent. If Chen Lun couldn’t divine his whereabouts, now that would be strange.
‘Ten o’clock direction, northwest, near the Central District, among the dwellings of the powerful… Interesting, that fellow hasn’t fled the Royal City and dares to stay.’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
To obtain a more specific location, he unobtrusively cast Divination again.
This time, the playing cards shifted, and three more popped out.
‘Where flowers bloom in abundance, Sunflower Garden, by a quietly placed pool, the residence of Viscount Rayne… It seems he has taken refuge in a viscount’s home. Is that his backer, or another victim?’
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Chen Lun pondered for a moment, then spoke to Golov and the other two:
“The swindler Peter has been found by me, now hiding at Viscount Rayne’s home… By my command, on behalf of the Generous Council, take him into custody and bring him back immediately.”
“Yes, Lord Jack!”
Golov and the others bowed as they replied.
They then used a “Travel Key” to draw a circle on the floor of the church, and with a great surge of light, a circular gate appeared on the ground, slowly opening.
Golov and his companions, without a word, stepped right through.
The believers present all watched the scene unfold with surprised faces, holding their breath in anticipation of what was to come. Meanwhile, Fana and her husband Johnston sat nervously in their chairs, staring intently at The Great Gate on the floor.
“May the ‘God of Covenant’ bless us and ensure that bastard Peter is captured!”
Fana prayed fervently.
Seeing this, her husband Johnston hesitated no longer and started to imitate her moves. After all that had happened, he, too, began to slowly embrace the faith of the ‘God of Covenant’.
“Stay calm, everyone. The violator will receive his due punishment,” Chen Lun said softly.
Then, he took the Bible back to the platform and continued to listen to other believers’ grievances as if nothing had happened—as if the matter was something he could easily resolve.
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At this very moment.
In the Central District of Bixie Crost, the residence of Viscount Rayne.
On the lawn beside the swimming pool, a middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache was drinking and chatting with a handsome young man.
“Hey, Peter, that investment you spoke of is really not bad. I’ve already received a notification from the butler yesterday. The three thousand Gold Pounds I invested in the ‘Salin Dual-Wheel Pedal Car Company’ a while back has now doubled…”
The handlebar-mustached man, puffing a cigar, said with a joyous face.
“Viscount Rayne, based on my years of experience and my predictions for emerging industries, this is just the beginning… It won’t be long before this amount of money multiplies several times over, or even tenfold,”
Peter chuckled, taking a sip from his glass.
“My advice is to invest more. After all, there are many smart people in the Royal City who will soon catch wind of this opportunity, and the market will quickly saturate… Then, making money as easily as now will not be so straightforward.”
“Great! I trust you, Peter!”
After a moment’s thought, Viscount Rayne enthusiastically agreed, clapping his hands.
“I’ll add another ten thousand Gold Pounds of investment. By selling two plots of land in the western district and a few shops, I should be able to come up with the money…”
“Don’t worry, Your Lordship, you will earn it back soon,”
Peter said earnestly.
However, a trace of a barely perceptible smile flickered in his eyes.
“Come, let’s have a toast to celebrate in advance,”
Viscount Rayne said with a smile as he raised his glass.
“If I hadn’t met a talent like you, where would I have gotten so much money to splurge freely? Don’t worry, I won’t let you down. In a few days, there is a noble banquet, and I’ll take you to meet some big shots,”
“I truly appreciate it, Your Excellency, Viscount,”
Peter raised his glass to meet his, smiling broadly.
But just at that moment, a circular portal suddenly appeared on the open ground beside the lawn, radiating white light. Viscount Rayne and Peter were slightly startled and quickly stood up.
“What’s going on?!”
As the portal opened, three men in black cloaks and hats came out one after another.
It was Golov, Barton, and Morey.
They walked towards the two men with expressionless faces. Viscount Rayne was outraged and shouted loudly,
“Security! Security!!”
“We come in the name of Jack Spett, the Governing Officer of the Generous Council, to arrest the fraudster Peter. The rest of you step back!”
Golov said sternly.
Viscount Rayne couldn’t help but be stunned, but next to him, Peter’s expression changed dramatically.
“This is a misunderstanding! It’s all a misunderstanding!”
He turned to the Viscount and said.
“The Generous Council has wronged me! Your Excellency, Viscount, please save me!”
“Damn it!”
Although Viscount Rayne was skeptical of Golov’s words, he chose to stand by Peter’s side. After all, his investments were already made, and he still needed Peter’s help to make money.
If Peter were taken away, wouldn’t he suffer a great loss!
Upon hearing the news, a dozen tall and muscular security personnel rushed over, pointing their flintlock guns at Golov and his comrades.
“Gentlemen, this is a misunderstanding. Peter is a law-abiding citizen and a good friend of mine, Viscount Rayne… perhaps you should go back and confirm this?”
Viscount Rayne said with a grave voice.
Unexpectedly, Golov glanced at him indifferently and raised his hand.
A pitch-black shadow shot out from under his feet, heading straight for Peter.
“Your Excellency, Viscount!”
Peter knew all too well he was no match for the agents of the Righteous God Church, and the only one who could save him now was Viscount Rayne.
“Stop it!”
Viscount Rayne gritted his teeth and yelled.
In his panic, he ordered the security to fire.
Bang! Bang! Bang!…
Golov and the others instantly turned into shadows and disappeared from the spot, evading the bullets.
The next second, he reappeared in front of Viscount Rayne, clutching Peter’s neck, his face devoid of emotion.
“You dare to defy the enforcement of the Generous Council, Viscount Rayne!”
Golov’s tone was chillingly cold.
Viscount Rayne’s breathing seized up; he seemed to realize that the situation was serious. After several seconds of silence and another glance at the “pitiful” Peter,
“Sorry, sirs, it was only a moment of urgency for a friend,”
he inhaled deeply.
“Peter, don’t worry, I’ll find a way to save you.”
“Hmph! We will report this matter truthfully to Lord Jack Spett!”
Golov and his companions gave him a cold look before dragging Peter into the circular portal like dragging a dead dog, disappearing within the mansion.
Viscount Rayne wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pondered rapidly. Finally, he turned and ran towards the villa… He decided to seek help from a friend of his, a powerful and influential person!
