Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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What kind of person is Ryan?

First, he is mentally ill, and second, he has the ability to do what he wants.

The past life is a genius of the church, Ryan Hamel.

Had he not died in his twenties, he might have become the most powerful hunter ever.

And now he has become a mental patient.

His worldview is completely different from that of normal people.

Do whatever you want, just do it.

So he stood up, patted the table and said, "Hmph, I'm going back to sleep. You don't understand me, Baron Ryan. It's really too much trouble to talk to your mental illnesses."

Matthew said coldly: "Now that the regular meeting has just been held, are you going back to sleep?"

Even if the other party is your lord's person, you have to respect yourself.

Ryan proudly said: "Our noble life is like this, you know what a fart!"

After speaking, Ryan didn't care about other people, and turned around and left.

And Matthew forcibly endured the anger in his heart.

The surrounding air became gloomy and stagnant.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly: "Your Excellency, please calm down your anger, you can't care about Lean."

Matthew took a deep breath: "You are right, now we continue our regular meeting."

"First of all, we must celebrate. The curse of our Twilight Church has finally disappeared. Although it is not clear who did it, now we can start hunting."

"During this time, the evil spirits in Switzerland have not been harvested, and they are a little bit more active."

"Cultivate for one day and start our hunting. In addition, the evil spirits plan will continue. Be sure to bring back the embryos that Twilight Clock has cultivated for nearly two hundred years."

"We need more evil spirits to ensure that the plan is carried out perfectly."

Before, Twilight Church had been studying evil spirits and evil spirits.

They tried to create a stronger hunter.

It seems to have something to do with evil spirits.

The others nodded and said, "Follow your orders, sir."

Matthew said with satisfaction: "There is one more thing. Recently, I will disappear for a while. The operation of the Twilight Church will be in charge of Tiquel and other bishops."

Tiquel was the person Matthew had asked to monitor Ryan before.

Naturally, other people will not have objections, even most of the people in Twilight are undercover.

But as long as Matthew is still there, as long as Twilight does not return to the church, they will not defy Matthew's will.

Because it's not cost-effective.

Soon, the regular meeting dissipated...

It was late at night.

Matthew walked in the dark, and Tiquel followed behind him: "Your Excellency, Ryan's attitude toward you is so excessive, are we going to teach him a lesson?"

"No...none of you leave him alone, he...the lord behind him, except me, you can't afford to provoke him."

Tiguier said in a deep voice: "Who is that Excellency? You mentioned it at the regular meeting just now."

Matthew said indifferently: "His name is a taboo. The information and materials about him have basically been destroyed. In this world, there are only five people who know him."

Just after speaking, Matthew thought of Ryan again...

So, he changed his words again: "If you count Ryan, that's probably the case."

Tiquille was puzzled: "Since he is the Lord's person, why did he come to Twilight Clock?"

Matthew pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, but since the lord did this, he naturally has his reason. Be nice to Ryan and let him see our sincerity."

"In this way, the time I meet with him may be shortened a lot."

Tiquel nodded and said, "Yes, I know what to do."

...

the other side.

Ryan also came to James' room.

He opened the door and saw that James was resting on the ground wrapped in a blanket, and his only hand was covered with bandages.

The bed next to it has been taken apart.

The bed board is missing.

Since entering the evening bell church.

James had a good day, the day he first met Ryan.

Since then, he has simply lived in **** on earth.

The body can't hold it, let alone how bitter it is.

Even the regular meeting of Twilight Church did not call him.

Everyone sympathized with what happened to him.

As for Ryan.

He scratched his head and said, "Damn, I am Baron Ryan now, but my patient James is still suffering. I can't leave him alone!"

"Oh, but I don't want to be a doctor anymore, I just want to be a noble..."

Ryan was very entangled.

He walked to the sleeping James and knelt down and stared at him.

The latter seemed to feel something, shuddering in his sleep, and wrapped the blanket tighter.

Ryan scratched his head and said: "Oh, I am obviously a doctor, but I became a baron, a nobleman. I want to continue to treat James, but my noble blood doesn't allow me to do that."

"Becoming a nobleman means that I have to take on the responsibilities I shouldn't have at this age. I can no longer be a doctor, otherwise it will affect my energy."

"But I don't want to give up James. Without the professional care of Dr. Lane, he would definitely die."

Ryan couldn't help sighing.

He kept thinking, trying to find a reasonable solution ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ James in his sleep, sweating all over.

He seems to be having nightmares.

Ryan said distressedly: "James, I really can't leave me, he's starting to have nightmares."

At this time.

A thought suddenly flashed in Ryan's mind.

He patted his head: "I have a way. From now on, James will be my slave to Baron Lane. In this way, my master will have the responsibility to continue to take care of him."

"Hey, my Baron Ryan is a genius."

Finished.

Ryan lay directly on the ground, stretched out his hand to grab James' blanket, and wrapped it around himself.

He went into a dream happily.

...

"Hey Hey hey……"

"Hello, is the director here?"

"This is Ryan, Director, please answer my call soon..."

"Fuck! Why are you a fool again Freddy, why are you still alive?"

Du Wei's dream.

Freddy leaned against the wall of the dissecting room, looking at everything around him with a deadly heart.

Looking around, everything is dark.

This is simply black humor.

Is there anything more ironic than this?

"My Freddy's life is so dark, I can't even see the end."

Freddy's eyes were empty, his head drooped, and he reached out and pressed the answer button, although he knew that it wouldn't affect Ryan's speech if he pressed it or not.

"I'm telling you Ryan, you give up, Du Wei hasn't dreamed that devil for a long time, you can't find him."

Over the phone.

Ryan cursed and said: "Pay attention to your tone. I am now Baron Ryan. Please be polite when you speak. Otherwise, I will punish you immediately and send you to hell."

Freddy's eyes lit up: "There is such a good thing?"