"Yes, it is a man."
As he spoke, Father Augustus also showed an awkward expression:
"The Six-Ring Warlock, originally named Jack Deon, is male. According to intelligence, the ring that can achieve gender change comes from the Blood Spirit School you mentioned. They are always good at blood and flesh magic and have a large number of strange relics. Damn, those lunatics have run to the New World and still don't forget to cause trouble for us."
The professors at Saint Byrons once said that the ancient organization Blood Spirit School was being hunted by the Five Gods Church.
"The church has long known about his infiltration into Tobesk City. They have been suspecting that he was hiding in the Lark Club, which is the place you mentioned. However, they didn't expect that he could completely change his appearance, so the church has been unable to find him. As for him and Mr. Lawrence, it is not clear whether his orientation was distorted by the influence of the relic ring, or for some other reason."
"Can relics also distort... ...orientation?"
Shade asked, and the old priest showed a regretful expression:
"Relics may distort any personality and thoughts of human beings. This depends on the function of the relics themselves. For example, if the function of a relic is to use excrement to make food, then it is possible... Forget it, I can't say any more."
He and Shade adjusted their expressions together, and then the priest warned the detective:
"Since Madam Lazoya and the Orthodox Church team have shown up, tonight is probably the time for the church to carry out the arrest. You must not get involved in this matter. It is very dangerous."
"But the doctor may not know about the church's ring warlock team's appearance. Should we tell him?"
At this point, the sound of young girls talking and laughing came from the garden path opposite the statue. The old priest and the young detective immediately went around to another path behind the statue:
"It's possible that Bill didn't know."
Father Augustus pondered for a moment, then looked at Shade:
"I saw Louisa just now. I thought she was invited by chance like me. She must be here to help the doctor. Since Lazoya has entered the mansion of Lakeview Manor, you should not get close. Go to the front courtyard to find Louisa and tell her about the current situation. I will go to the mansion to find the doctor. Since he is not seen in the garden, he should be inside and ready to take action."
"Okay, no problem."
Shade nodded seriously, and Father Augustus asked again:
"Do you have any relics or spellcasting materials on you?"
"some."
He patted his pocket.
"That's good, but unless it's absolutely necessary, don't use the power of a ring wizard in front of ordinary people. Detective Hamilton, be careful."
"Father Augustus, please be careful too. I seem to have good luck tonight."
He wanted to get some enlightenment from the old man, but it was clear that Father Augustus did not understand how good Shad's luck was:
"The gifts of fate have a price, detective, and the ringmaster cannot rely on luck."
So the two of them acted separately, and because they didn't know how far things had progressed, they both walked in a hurry.
After Xia De walked out of the garden maze, he turned the end of the path and followed the shadow of the mansion to the courtyard in front of the manor. Before he had time to look around, he was grabbed by the burly drunk beside him:
"I've seen you! Tell them whether I am a deserter or not!"
The middle-aged man, who was drunk and sturdy, forced Shad to the long table. Under the light, Shad saw that the drunk man was Captain Rades. The last time he met him at the Lucky Southern Cross Club, he was being laughed at by his companions for "shooting himself eight times in the head to show his loyalty to the king".
The situation this time seemed similar. The drunk captain somehow recognized Shad, or more likely he just grabbed someone and dragged him into the crowd.
"Lades, your story is ridiculous enough. Do you want to embarrass yourself at the banquet?"
Captain Rades' friend, a brown-haired man in his thirties holding a glass of wine, said. He was tall, wearing a black formal suit, and smiled apologetically at Shade while speaking. Others wanted to help the innocent passerby leave Captain Rades, but they were pushed away by the drunken officer. He was already somewhat unconscious, and his lisp made it difficult to distinguish the words he uttered:
"I'm not a coward. I really didn't want to suffer the humiliation of being captured, so I shot myself in the head! That gun, that gun is an antique I bought some time ago. I originally only carried it as a decoration and didn't intend to use it."
"But did you succeed in activating that antique pistol?"
The man holding the wine glass asked.
"Of course, the bullet happened to be the same model as the one I had in my hand."
The drunken captain replied, and in the dim light of the candlestick, Shad noticed that his shirt was soaked:
"How could you still be alive if the bullet was triggered?"
"How should I know! Is this God playing a joke on me? I put my gun against his head and shot him, eight times! Eight times! The bullets actually hit the person next to me! I collapsed! I really collapsed! Oh, God, don't you want to watch over me anymore?"
The captain finally let go of Shade and cried while leaning on the table. Shade wanted to leave, but suddenly saw the captain put his hand into his arms and took out a black revolver. This was an antique, and although it was well maintained, the power of time would not be erased by mortal efforts.
You came into contact with 'Whisper'.
"Hmm? Is this really a relic?"
Xia De thought in surprise.
"Oh, how did you bring this thing to the party!"
Captain Rades's friends came over in a hurry, worried that the captain, who was waving the antique gun around, would disturb other guests. But they were not worried about the gun pointing randomly, as there should be no bullets in the revolver.
"Take it back now!"
People persuaded him, and the captain stumbled and grabbed the people next to him, and then grabbed Xia De who didn't have time to leave:
"Sir, look, it's this thing, not me! I really shot it! I pointed it at my own head, but I couldn't kill myself. The enemy grabbed the gun and pointed it at me, but he shot himself..."
The drunken captain exerted force suddenly, and with a swish sound, he ripped off the right sleeve of Shad's formal suit.
Shade was still immersed in Captain Rades's magical story, but now he couldn't react for a while, and kept thinking about how expensive this dress could be. Captain Rades's friends finally couldn't help it, they worked together to control the drunken captain and took away his antique revolver.
"Sir, I'm so sorry."
One of them apologized to Xia De, popped out the magazine to confirm that there was indeed no bullet inside, and then handed the cold antique to Xia De:
"Rades is really drunk. Take this gun as compensation for your clothes. Sir, don't rush to refuse. We think that if we keep this gun away from Rades, maybe he can come out as soon as possible. We were not laughing at him just now. He was drunk and talked about this matter... Who can explain this kind of thing clearly?"