522 The Secret Temple
Benson Walton’s POV:
I knew the principle of ‘let the professional do the professional work’, and I was usually willing to pay trust and patience for this. However, after many unsuccessful experiments by Kevin and his werewolf grandmaster colleagues, this trust and patience had inevitably been slightly discounted.
Kevin used some complicated and explained methods that even I couldn’t understand to make some harmless modifications to Julie’s remnant soul. This made her sensing range larger, and the ‘signal’ she sent to her other half could also be transmitted further, thus greatly increasing the efficiency of their mutual sensing.
But the problem was that such a transformation was very effective in theory, but in reality, it was defeated.
There was no movement from Julie’s remnant soul for the next few days. I even took her around the city several times during my patrol, but nothing happened.
I couldn’t hold it in any longer and wanted to ask Kevin if this method was reliable. However, Kevin’s face was a hundred times gloomier than mine. I didn’t have to ask to know his answer.
He had no choice but to wait.
Just waiting wasn’t the style of people in our line of work. I searched through all the possible locations that we had listed and marked a few locations that Kevin didn’t have the time to search carefully because he was in a hurry. I thought that if this didn’t work, we would still have to go back and continue our search.
However, on the night I finished organizing my thoughts, the progress bar that had been stagnant finally moved forward.
The station of the mobile patrol team always maintained a simple style, just like the organization. There was nothing to enjoy, and it would not create an atmosphere of hard work. After living here for a long time, you slowly got used to the small and clean room assigned to you, just like a motel.
But tonight, I woke up in my room.
It was hard to describe what kind of feeling it was. It was cold and wet like someone had injected cold medical gel into the air. It made people feel solid resistance when they raised their hands.
When I opened my eyes, I immediately realized something must have happened.
The crystal bottle containing Julie’s soul I’d been carrying with me all this time was now lying on the ground, a pile of shiny, non-renewable garbage.
I immediately rushed out the door, but I was not Julie’s other half or a werewolf grandmaster with strange abilities. I couldn’t find where the wandering soul had flown to. so I went to Kevin immediately but couldn’t get through to his phone. I also learned from the Sorcery Research Association that he had left.
“Master Kevin said that if Mr. Walton came to find him, he should go to the temple in the suburbs,” the security guard on duty said.
A temple in the suburbs?
I first thought of the Moon Palace, the divine hall that had stood in the werewolf pack for many years.
But the next moment, I rejected this idea and replaced it with another inexplicable thought – perhaps, it was another one.
The mysterious temple, funded by the royal family, looked similar to the Moon Palace at first glance, but the core was completely different. The existence of this temple was still an undisclosed secret, and even the information about it was not known to every intelligence personnel or mobile patrol member.
An ethereal sense of determination rose in me. By the time I reacted, I had already reached the edge of the forest that belonged to the royal family.
A figure stood not far away. It was Kevin.
The first thing he said when he saw me was, “We’ve found her.”
The forest that belonged to the royal family covered a large area. It had not been developed much, and most still maintained its natural appearance. This caused a lot of obstacles to our advance, so much so that we had to temporarily shift to become wolves to adapt to the sharp grass and messy branches.
The further I walked, the heavier my heart became. This was the direction to the Moon Palace. Although I’d never been there personally, the information wouldn’t lie.
I hoped it was all just a coincidence. It was best if Julie’s other half just chose a random place to take a walk instead of coming to see why the royal family built a temple that didn’t belong to the Moon Goddess to worship other gods and planned to stir up trouble with this explosive news.
After walking for about an hour, the view in front of us suddenly brightened. A grand and gorgeous palace suddenly appeared in front of us. This palace seemed to be built in the form of the Moon Palace, but the patterns in the details were more vivid and new.
Moreover, compared to the full moon totem of the Moon Palace, this temple was carved with crescent moons as thin and sharp as sickles and lifelike moths.
I felt increasingly uneasy, and for a moment, I even had the urge to give up on this operation. No matter what, this temple was not something I should explore.
However, Kevin treated this as nothing out of the ordinary. I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination, but how he looked at the temple was even a little respectful and pious.
“Let’s go,” he said. “Let’s go in and find the answer to everything.”