My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 291: Trouble For Leon
“Young Master Watson, please continue with what you’re doing,” Leon said to Watson as he went on his way back to the church; he was embarrassed.

“Leon, I’ve explained it to you many times. Nightingale and I do not have the kind of relationship you imagined. I drank some wine last night, and then—” Watson rubbed his head and stopped talking, feeling a little guilty.

Leon had seen them when he and Nightingale looked at each other on the bed. He had chased after the man so that he could explain it to him. However, it looked like Leon did not believe him.

He had no idea how he had ended up in that setting with Nightingale. Perhaps it was because of Nightingale’s unguarded look that touched his heartstrings, or because he was hitting puberty—he even had the notion of pushing Nightingale down onto the bed. After all, he has a 30-something-year-old soul from another world. He had not experienced any worldly desires due to his young body, but it seemed like things had changed.

That made Watson feel dangerous.

He would have hurt Nightingale if he had taken action. He did not think of her as his lover, only a favored friend. He would not get a lover until he could solve the problem with the king of the Holy Dragon Kingdom, and all his family and friends could live a happy and stable life.

‘It seems like I have to keep a certain distance from the opposite sex in the future. Even the maids in my house should not be allowed to rub my back anymore.’

Watson was in deep thoughts when Leon said, “We’re here.” That made him raise his head to look upward.

At the end of the street stood a huge church. A high tower with a circular spire stood in the center of the church, and a bronze bell stood atop the tower. A man dressed in church clothing stood beside the bronze bell and struck it with a massive mallet; it caused the bronze bell to emit a clear and bright sound.

The church had vibrantly stained glass, and there were flowerbeds and ancient-looking fountains outside—the atmosphere was excellent. Church members in the same attire as Leon went in and out of the church. Watson also saw ordinary citizens who were dressed differently, and they also entered and exited the church in groups of two or three. It looked like they were there to worship the gods.

“This is the St. Antilles Cathedral? This is the first time I’ve come to a church! Why does the Bishop want me here, Leon?” Watson asked Leon. He put the matter with Nightingale to the back of his mind for the time being.

He had just arrived in the city; the people from the St. Antilles Cathedral would not have known about him. He did not know why the Bishop would want to see him.

“This is all my fault. Does Young Master Watson know what day it is today?”

“What day is it?”

“It’s Monday.”

Leon was wearing a black prayer outfit that was different from the one Watson had seen him wore. He had a white square scarf on his head, and he held the Book of Devout Saints in his hand. He said reverently, “The Holy See has declared Mondays as the god of Light, Baldur’s day of birth. Therefore, we come to the church for prayers every Monday morning at six in the morning. I brought my new prayer book with me this morning, and the Bishop noticed that it was different. He also recognized the runes, and he wanted to study the book for a while. I told him that you were the one who gave it to me, and it was not up to me to lend him the book.”

“So you brought me here to ask for my permission?” Watson already understood what he meant even without waiting for him to continue his sentences.

Leon nodded apologetically. “That’s right, Young Master Watson. That’s what I had thought! I know that it’s not good to hand over the book you gave me, especially when you want me to use it to help you clear the dungeon. But this is the Bishop, and he had lent me quite a few things yesterday. I don’t know what to do.”