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“Praise Order!”
Hearing this, Alfred remained composed and pointed at the four soda bottles arranged into a square. “A precise shape naturally carries aesthetic beauty. It is pleasing to the eye.”
Karon shook his head and smiled. “You two really are childish. You might as well buy a box of building blocks to play with.”
Everyone laughed. Karon stood up and bid farewell to Pike and Dinkom. “We’re off.”
“We’re leaving too. Thank you for the help.”
“Thanks again.”
Karon and Alfred returned to the car. “Young Master, what a coincidence. We actually ran into the same trade.”
“Mhmm.”
Not every funeral home was connected to the Church of Order. In fact, the percentage was extremely small.
However, because the growth system of the Church of Order, especially the Inquisitor stage, required frequent interaction with corpses for their Arts, and because Inquisitors could use corpses to monitor the movements within their territory, many Inquisitors in various regions did operate funeral homes.
In Roja City there were many funeral homes and crematoriums, but the only one truly backed by the Church of Order was Immers.
York City’s population and scale exceeded Roja City by more than tenfold. There were countless funeral homes throughout the city. Given such a large sample size, to randomly encounter one connected to the Church of Order was remarkable luck.
Alfred switched on the radio. After a bit of adjustment, he lightly tapped it. Soon, they could hear the voices chatting in the hearse up ahead.
Dinkom’s voice came through. “You idiot! How can you casually say ‘Praise Order’ in...
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