From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1443: 658 Confusing Heart_5 Chapter 1443: 658 Confusing Heart_5 Those capable of becoming the leader of the Silver Armor Guard were certainly extraordinary.

The man felt the gaze on him and turned his eyes to the young man standing before him.

He walked towards him, stopping to scrutinize the boy up close.

“You’re the one the Holy Master personally named…

Bartholomew?” The man said, with a strange expression on his face as he uttered the name.

The thing was, this name is typically used to describe women in the language of Percival.

It was indeed somewhat odd for a grown man to be called by such a name.

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“Subordinate Bartholomew pays respect to the leader.”

The man had a distinctively oriental face, his features were cold and ruthless – just the look of someone who wouldn’t hesitate to destroy what he wanted.

Upon hearing the words, he nodded slightly, “From now on, you’ll follow me.”

“This subordinate thanks the leader for his recognition.”

The other two leaders both had the typical Percival face, with fair, round faces.

The taller one was the White Tiger, and the younger, more handsome one was the Vermilion Bird, who had a pair of striking blue eyes.

Since he had entered, he hadn’t spoken, but Aubree Groove felt his eyes on her, silently studying her.

Aubree Groove had already figured out the temperament and nature of these four men.

The man with the oriental face was the Green Dragon, the eldest of the four, and the one who has the most authority.

He was also the strongest, the absolute leader of the Silver Armor Guard, the Holy Master’s most trusted person.

The Vermilion Bird was in charge of intelligence.

He was a reserved person, obedient to the Holy Master alone, unhindered by the Green Dragon.

The White Tiger was a smooth operator, often hosting guests who came to meet with the Holy Master at the Holy Temple.

Divine Art oversaw military coordination.

Mundane tasks like new recruit assessments and shift changes were usually his responsibility.

“Tsk, the newbies are getting stronger these days.

You’re the one who scored full marks on the test, right?

This year’s test questions were deliberately pulled from the world’s toughest question bank, even a machine can’t score perfect marks.

Your IQ must be over 200,” the White Tiger approached Aubree Groove with a grin, his eyes twinkling with interest as he looked at her.

Aubree Groove respectfully bowed her head, “I was just lucky.”

“Enough, anymore modesty and it’d be unbearable.

Boss, I’ve taken a liking to him, let him follow me.”

The always-silent Vermilion Bird murmured, “I want her.”

“Fuck.” The White Tiger jumped up, “You shameless bastard, there’s a line for everything.

I saw this person first.”

The Vermilion Bird just looked at Green Dragon.

Green Dragon looked deeply at him.

This was the first time the Vermilion Bird had asked for someone.

The Green Dragon knew that the Holy Master had sent him away on a mission some time ago, and he had only recently returned.

Green Dragon was unaware of what task the Holy Master had entrusted to the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird’s secrecy was always impeccable.

Still, Green Dragon had a guess in his heart.

“Then, from now on, you’ll follow the Vermilion Bird leader.”

“This subordinate obeys.”

The neglected Mandy looked faintly uncomfortable, but finally, Divine Art took him away.

Aubree Groove followed behind the Vermilion Bird.

This leader was really a man of few words, walking in silence.

The residences of the four leaders were in four different parts, together they guarded the solemn Holy Temple.

The Vermilion Bird resided in the south, in the southwest direction.

“Get familiar with the surroundings first.

If you don’t understand something, ask me.”

The Vermilion Bird led her to her room and then left.

As he reached the door, it was as if he suddenly remembered something, “The forbidden area at the back is strictly off-limits.

Be careful.”

As far as Aubree Groove knew, two Silver Armor Guards were typically assigned to one room, but the room that the Vermilion Bird gave her was a luxurious single room.

Aubree Groove thought of Green Dragon’s face and the corners of her mouth slowly curved upward.

Joining the Silver Armor Guard was the right choice.

Otherwise, she would never have known that she would encounter familiar faces here.

She walked over to the window and opened it.

The air was cold in October in Inracetales.

The city was home to a unique cold-resistant plant called the Snow Cedar.

It was a large tree, with green, five-angled leaves.

Winters here were long, usually featuring three months of heavy snow, from November to February.

Only the leaves of the Snow Cedar could withstand the pressure of the thick snow.

Here, it symbolized courage, and the emblem of the Silver Armor Guard bore its depiction.

As she opened the window, all Aubree Groove could see, apart from the howling wind, was an extensive forest of Snow Cedars, stretching out for miles and miles.

Deep within the Snow Cedar Forest lies the forbidden territory, an area expressly prohibited to all by the Holy Temple.

With a “snap”, Aubree Groove closed the window, shutting off the howling wind.

Early the next morning, Aubree arrived at her place of work, a large room devoid of windows or ventilation.

Apart from computers, the room was filled with an array of surveillance equipment.

Eight individuals sat before the computers, their fingers pounding ceaselessly on the keyboards, inputting lines of incomprehensible code.

This was a large intelligence processing station, receiving encrypted messages from across the globe at every moment.

After decryption and analysis through big data methods, the most crucial intelligence is listed and delivered to the desk of the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird wasn’t secretive with her, allowing her to personally deliver the documents.

Aubree carried the documents, and with a casual glance, caught sight of the word “Jimenez”.

At this moment, she could not help but shudder in fear.

Aubree walked into the Vermilion Bird’s office and placed the documents in front of him.

The Vermilion Bird merely inquired casually, “What do you think?”

Aubree stayed silent for a moment before responding, “This subordinate does not know.”

The intelligence was about the official movements in Pethkids, among which she saw several familiar names.

Was Sahaism surveilling or had they intervened?

She dared not think further.

The Vermilion Bird pulled out a document from the mountainous pile and handed it to her, “Have a look first.”

Aubree took it and read at a glance.

With a neutral expression, she commented, “This talk of the Buddhist Woman’s reincarnation, it’s all nonsense.

It’s merely a method employed by the monks in Jimenez to manipulate people’s hearts.”

The Vermilion Bird quietly looked at her, “There’s a rumor that the Holy Master ascended from a mortal being.

Do you think that is also a conspiracy to manipulate people’s hearts?”

“This subordinate would never dare to think so.”

“It’s not good to speak in absolutes.

The country of Katopierre, where the Universal Buddhist Woman was once said to be born, was, a long time ago, the very land you’re stepping on right now.”

“This subordinate was ignorant.”

“But this Ms.

Aria from the Aria family, do you think she could be the Universal Buddhist Woman?” The Vermilion Bird posed the question to her again, then quietly watched her reaction.

“Based on various conditions, it should be her.”

The Vermilion Bird cracked a smile, “Then do you know, according to the prophecy left by Master Keats Mercer, the reincarnation of the Buddhist Woman must come from the Daniellas family of the Yue Dynasty.

This Ms.

Aria, her father was adopted by Madam Aria.”

Matthew Aria was adopted by Madam Aria.

This was a secret known to very few.

Unbelievably, the Vermilion Bird was aware of even this confidential family matter, making one wonder just how deep his intelligence network ran.

“This subordinate did not know.”

“Then do you know that Madam Aria has a biological granddaughter?”

Aubree’s eyelids twitched slightly.

He said “biological granddaughter,” not “biological great granddaughter.”

A world of difference in just one word.

“This subordinate did not know.”

The Vermilion Bird merely smiled, “No matter, you will know soon.”

“Now, I have a new assignment for you.

The Queen Consort and Prince Jonathan are conspiring with Bull, preparing a military coup.

Your task is to find evidence of their collusion.”

As Aubree left the place, she felt a bone-chilling cold.

Her blood felt as though it had been frozen.

She turned back to look at the grand and solemn palace behind her, and could only see irony.

This so-called Holy Master, no matter how many great deeds she uses to glorify herself, can’t change the fact that she is, deep down, a manipulative schemer.

There never were any real gods or buddhas in this world.