Chaplain! - Chapter 1272

Chapter 1272: Chapter 1269

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Lucas knew far more about Kyoto than Oliver Walker!

And even though this force wasn’t strong, it was as annoying as flies.

After all, they were there on a mission!

It was best not to stir up trouble if it could be avoided!

“Hmm!”

Oliver Walker nodded slightly, “Let’s go.”

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He had, after all, promised the Eastern Royal Family—a severe conflict would indeed be embarrassing for both sides.

Especially now, his identity meant he could hardly represent himself alone, for wherever he went, he was tied to this country!

As Oliver Walker and Lucas set off for their hotel, those dozen or so Eastern Alliance individuals also shakily left the airport.

However, one of them went straight to the headquarters of the Black Dragon Society!

“Chairman!”

“We can’t tolerate this!”

“Damn it!”

“Has this China pig lost his mind?”

“How dare he lay a hand on our Black Dragon Society’s people?”

“…”

The matter quickly reached the upper echelons!

If it had been an Eastern native who had acted, perhaps the situation wouldn’t have gotten this out of hand.

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But the key point was…

Oliver Walker was an American!

“Jim Sharp, immediately gather the airport surveillance footage, and find the person who started this for me!”

The speaker, dressed in black warrior garb with a small mustache, highlighted his ruthless nature dramatically.

He was none other than the leader of the Black Dragon Society, Ito Ken!

“Yes, sir!”

Upon receiving the news, Jim Sharp immediately led his team towards the airport.

After all, Black Dragon Society’s members were not so easily killed!

Meanwhile, at the Kyoto Grand Hotel!

Oliver Walker booked the presidential suite; being overseas, one couldn’t afford to lose face—his every move represented the dignity of their military.

Moreover, he wasn’t short on money!

“Get me Wesley Wright’s number!”

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Oliver Walker spoke; he didn’t want to make enemies with anyone, or rather, his prime objective for this trip was to bring the girl back home safely.

If a conflict with the Wright Company arose, it would only escalate the situation, producing the opposite of the desired effect.

Thus, choosing to communicate was not because he was unconcerned about the girl’s safety, but because it was the most prudent and expeditious approach.

After getting the phone number, he dialed it straightaway.

“Beep… Beep beep…”

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered!

Oliver Walker’s brows furrowed slightly, and just as he was about to try one last time, a commanding and authoritative voice finally came through, “Moshi moshi?”

In the Eastern language, that meant “Who is it?”

Oliver Walker quickly said, “This is Oliver Walker calling unannounced, wishing to visit your esteemed residence; may I inquire if it would be convenient?”

He understood but chose not to speak in the Eastern language!

The reason was simple: the surrounding nations had, since ancient times, been deeply influenced by this country’s culture.

And like the Cosmic Nation, this country’s Chinese was a language that many top-tier nobles had to master thoroughly.

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Even now, Eastern preserved many Chinese characters!

There was even a saying that seemed like a joke, but was actually quite real: if these nations stripped away this country’s cultural influence, then it was possible that one day, when the older generation had passed, the next generation might not even be able to understand their own historical books.

They might not even know what their own family trees were!

“Oliver Walker?”

Indeed, the voice on the phone spoke in English, filled with surprise.

Clearly, Wesley Wright was completely bemused at the moment.

Why was he here?

How did the death god come to be here?

But soon he asked, “Which Oliver Walker are you?”

He didn’t believe the caller was the Chaplain, because that would be too absurd.

If Oliver Walker had arrived, would the Royal Family not have made any gesture?

If there had been a reception, how could he not have received any news?

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So that was just too far-fetched!

However, if the person truly was the Chaplain, the Oliver Walker, then, obviously, the trouble was significant.

After all, there was no small amount of animosity between them!

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