This is Ms. Anne's diatribe.

"I just want to hope for a miracle, by the way, without leaving any regrets."

Immediately afterwards, Karen heard the chanting from Ms. Anne, and the sound of water on both sides instantly became violent. But then, the more terrifying sound of sharp swords piercing the air came, suppressing all surrounding noises.

"Plop."

"Plop."

The sound of two bodies collapsing to the ground was heard,

then,

It's the sound of the river falling and scouring the bridge deck.

…

"call……"

Karen opened his eyes and found himself standing in the bathroom. He turned around and glanced at the door, finding Alfred and Pu'er Kevin staring at him.

At this time,

Mr. Pavarro's body opened his eyes and looked at Karen.

"You're awake, Mr. Pavarro."

Pavarro didn't speak. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't because his body was too damaged and the tiles in the bathroom were slippery, so he could only squirm on the ground.

Alfred took the initiative to come over at this time, reached out to pick up Mr. Pavarro, and put him into the bathtub so that Mr. Pavarro could sit against the wall of the bathtub.

Pavaro first looked around with some doubts.

Then he began to look at his body,

Finally, his eyes fell on Ms. Anne's body, which was still lying motionless on the ground.

"Is this...'waking up'?"

"Yes." Karen replied.

Pavarro looked at Karen: "I know you are not an ordinary person, but I really didn't expect that you also believe in order. By the way, should I call you now... sir?"

This is the same established cognitive error as Count Recar. Of course, Pavarro's misjudgment of his own strength will be much lower than that of Count Recar, because the cost of "awakening" him is not the same as that of "awakening" Count Recar.

The difference in cost and difficulty is very large.

"No, I'm just a shepherd. If you want to shout, it should be me calling you, sir."

"Are you kidding?"

"Why would I lie to a...dead man."

"It makes sense." Mr. Pavarro agreed with this explanation. He even immediately put aside questions about Karen's strength and pointed at Ms. Anne and asked, "Can't she wake up?"

"I tried, but the damage to the body was too high, and it was damaged by the Sword of Judgment. Its spirituality was basically wiped out, and it can no longer be revived."

"What about me?"

"Maybe it's because of the issue of faith that the damage from the Sword of Judgment will be spared to you, so that I can revive you."

"Okay." Pavaro turned his face sideways, "That's good, I can hold her funeral."

"This condition is not yet met because the matter is not over yet."

"Do you want to continue the investigation, Shen Mu?"

"Yes."

"Are you confident?"

"If so, there would be no need to secretly bring your corpses here to revive them. I'm just good at revival spells. In other respects, I'm just a divine priest.

Also, I finished reading your notes."

"Anne told me that he gave the note to you because you were handsome."

"This is slander. Ms. Anne was moved by my justice and responsibility."

"hehe."

"We will go to Mr. Tadel's textile factory to investigate. He is responsible for recruiting illegal immigrant female workers. I think we can find clues from there."

"What happens after you find it?" Pavarro asked, "Do you have a channel through which you can report it to the top?"

"No, to be honest with you, I have a somewhat special identity. The last thing I want to face is someone from the Cult of Kosmos."

"Then what can you do after you find it?"

"Find it first and then talk about it. Once you find it, then think of a way."

Pavaro pointed to Annie on the ground:

"Anne has died for this matter, well, I have also died. I feel that this awakening can only last three days, maybe less than three days.

So, I don’t want you to end up where we are now.”

"Are you trying to persuade me to quit?"

"That's right."

"I'm surprised that you would say such a thing to me."

"You just said it yourself, the last thing you want to face is the Cult of Kosmos because of your identity. In other words, you don't belong to the Cult of Kosmos sequence, right? So, why bother?"

"What about Ms. Anne? Doesn't she not belong to the Order of Kosmos?"

Pavarro was silent.

"Although I do not belong to the order of the Order of God, I believe in order."

Pavaro glanced at Karen strangely, and he heard what Karen meant.

Karen looked at Ms. Anne and said: "I'll help her clean up the body. Alfred, is there any embalming formation in Mr. Hoven's notes?"

"Yes, young master, there is a simple formation taught by Berry that can keep the body active. Female followers of Berry's religion usually use it for their own beauty care."

"Please help me wipe myself first," Pavaro said.

"Okay." Karen nodded.

"I'll just wipe it off and change into looser clothes. I'll leave this bathroom to you and Annie. This is out of respect for Annie."

"I understand. My family is also a funeral director, so I help out a lot at home. Alfred, prepare a set of looser clothes."

"Okay, Master."

Pu'er and Kevin also left the bathroom door and returned to the bedroom.

"Only three days." Pu'er said.

"Woof."

"Not strong enough? Pavaro, or Karen?"

"Woof, woof."

"It's Karen. Yes, I think so too. If Rekar can follow you all the time, many things will become much simpler."

A smile suddenly appeared on Kevin's face and he said:

"Woof."

"The little quail under the wings will never grow up. Yes, I suggest Karen write down your words in that black notebook."

Kevin walked to his kennel, lay down, wagged his tail, and closed his eyes. He was really tired.

Pu'er also jumped on the bed and lay down.

On the other side, in the bathroom, Karen was helping Mr. Pavarro clean up his body while he was sitting in the bathtub, mainly removing all the blood and mud from his body.

Mr. Pavarro looked at the holes in his body and said helplessly:

"It looks like I'm really not used to it. I wonder if it will make a sound like a flute when I stand outside the door and the wind blows."

"It's probably impossible, unless we open a few more holes and add some high and low ranges."

"Haha, you said before that your family also runs a funeral club, so your family members are from the church?"

"My grandfather is a judge just like you."

"Yeah, no wonder."

"Master, clothes."

"Okay, put it there."

"Okay, Master."

Karen helped Mr. Pavarro out of the bathtub and sat on a chair next to him. Then he picked up a dry towel and wiped his body. After wiping, he dressed him.

There was actually no sense of inconsistency in the whole process. Aunt Mary would also do burial makeup for male clients, and what she was doing now was the same thing.

"There is something that I just discovered before and it is not in the notes."
To be continued...