Chapter 697: A Lucky Hit?

Looking at the [Sister Reid Statue], the gears in Kieran's brain spun fast.

Why was Damien so familiar with the late Chief Friar of Marulyn?

Or, what was the reason that a notorious member of the Twenty Hounds of the Elder Council had gotten such an extensive understanding of a church that vanished throughout the river of time?

Benefits!

The simplest and truest answer!

Then, what would the benefits be?

Some powerful items? Or some chord-striking legacies?

Such thoughts almost appeared out of instinct in Kieran's mind, it set his heart ablaze.

Because, other than those, Kieran couldn't think of a reason why would Damien risk inciting war between the Elder Council and the Saint Relic Association to touch the [Sister Reid Statue]?

Despite the fact that the Elder Council were notorious for being lunatics, Kieran believed the men who were addressed as such weren't idiots.