# 1611
Chapter 1611: Chloe's Whereabouts
When Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu returned to the cabin, Wu Quan had been waiting for a long time.
"Brother Qingzhu, I killed that 'Mystery' and took control of its body!" Wu Quan's eyes lit up when he saw the two return, his tone carrying a hint of showing off.
"Mm, not bad." Shen Qingzhu patted his head and smiled faintly.
Lin Qiye sat down in his seat and continued asking:
"You were saying the situation was complicated?"
"He found Chloe's location, but another faction has sealed off that area, so there's no way to see her in person."
"Another faction..." Lin Qiye thought for a moment. "Olympus?"
At this time, being overseas, there should only be one divine kingdom present—the Olympian Gods. Lin Qiye could only think of the Greek gods who could seal off Chloe.
"No, not a single divine kingdom." Shen Qingzhu shook his head. "It seems to be an organization called the Knights of Holy Judgment."
"Knights of Holy Judgment?"
Hearing this name, Lin Qiye found it somewhat familiar. After seriously recalling for a moment, he finally remembered where he'd heard of this organization.
When he had first captured Bell Cranel back then, he had heard it describe the scene in the mist, and the reason it had fled all the way to Great Xia was precisely because the Knights of Holy Judgment was chasing and hunting it. At that time, Lin Qiye was extremely shocked that there were actually humans existing within the mist.
"Did they capture Chloe? Is she still alive?"
"She should still be alive. If the target of the search was dead, Mr. Lu would know."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye felt relieved.
He turned to look at the corner of the cabin, addressing a void: "Do you have any knowledge of this knight order?"
"Who are you talking to?" Wu Quan saw Lin Qiye talking to empty air and froze, thinking his mental illness had flared up again.
Before Lin Qiye could answer, a wisp of smoke suddenly materialized in the corner of the cabin, and a figure wearing a large hood took shape, ghostly standing just three meters away from everyone.
At the sight of this figure, both Wu Quan and Shen Qingzhu's pupils contracted simultaneously!
This figure had been hidden so close to them, yet they hadn't noticed it until now. Wu Quan was one thing, but Shen Qingzhu still had some confidence in his current strength. This figure's appearance directly made his hair stand on end.
"No need to be tense. This is the Ancestral God." Lin Qiye quickly spoke, seeing a surge of divine power erupt from within Shen Qingzhu.
"Ancestral God? What's that?"
"...I'll explain later."
Number 27 crossed his arms in front of him, looking at Lin Qiye with astonishment. "How did you discover me? You shouldn't have any Forbidden Ruins left."
"Instinct." Lin Qiye smiled. "After fighting Chaos in Heavenly Court, I haven't seen you. You wanted to find someone, and you couldn't possibly stay with Great Xia's gods the whole time. So I guessed you might have been by my side all along."
"You're not wrong." Number 27 spoke slowly. "Knights of Holy Judgment... I've never heard of it either."
"Then do you know why they took Chloe? What makes her so special?"
Number 27's brow furrowed beneath the hood. He pondered for a moment before speaking凝重ly:
"I don't believe anyone in this world could have captured her."
"Why?"
"She's very strong." Number 27 spoke郑重ly. "As long as she uses her power reasonably, she is the incarnation of 'omnipotence.' Neither human nor god could forcibly take her or imprison her."
"Your meaning is... she's staying with the knight order voluntarily?"
Number 27 lowered his head, as if lost in thought.
After a long while, he looked up and asked Shen Qingzhu: "Where is that knight order?"
"Mr. Lu marked the location on a map and sent an electronic copy over. It's in Qiyi's phone."
Lin Qiye glanced at his phone—the location matched what Bell Cranel had described, just near London.
"Give me the map. I'll go find her. That way, our contract will be complete." Number 27 extended his hand toward Lin Qiye.
"No, we're going too."
"You're going too? Weren't you very busy?"
"There's something I want to ask her." In Lin Qiye's mind, that little boy's face emerged once more, along with those two Han Dynasty archives lacking authorization.
Over the past ten days, he had also called Zuo Qing about those two documents, but Zuo Qing had remained vague, seemingly unwilling to reveal much. Since that was the case, Lin Qiye could only search for clues himself.
He had a premonition—this girl named Chloe must be related to the mysterious little boy within his body...
"Besides, we don't need to ride an electric cart. By ship, it should only take two or three days to get there and back, so it won't take too long." Lin Qiye pulled out his phone. "Wait here, I'll make a few calls and have them prepare a boat."
Lin Qiye turned and left the cabin. A few minutes later, he walked back briskly.
"To Sunken Dragon Pass." he told the pilot.
The plane carrying the four of them rose swiftly and vanished at the eastern edge of the sky.
...
Great Xia.
Commander-in-Chief's Office.
Zuo Qing hung up the phone and gazed at the gray, overcast sky outside the window, sighing helplessly.
"So he went after all... Well, it was inevitable anyway."
Zuo Qing sat alone in the office chair for a moment, then stood up and walked out. Passing through the bustling corridor, he entered the elevator and went straight to the floor where the archives were located.
There were almost no people on this floor. He walked through dusty metal shelves until he finally stopped in front of a dim wall.
He brushed his hand lightly against the corner of the wall. Lines of patterns lit up on the surface, and with a soft click, a sleek, tech-looking silver box automatically popped out. A faint light scanned his eyeball, and a cold electronic voice sounded:
"Top-level authorization verified."
As the wall opened, Zuo Qing stepped inside. A small, spotlessly white, narrow chamber appeared before him. In the center of this chamber, a metal shelf displaying numerous archives stood solitary.
This was the archive room accessible only to those with the highest Night Watch authorization. In the corner of this metal shelf, a scroll of Han Dynasty sheepskin was displayed.
Zuo Qing took down the scroll, then retrieved a certain archive from the top layer of the metal shelf. He walked to the desk in the corner of the chamber, turned on the desk lamp, and opened both archives simultaneously, flipping to a certain page.
In these two different archives, the same term appeared. Zuo Qing's gaze lingered on a red-highlighted word, his brow furrowing slightly...
—The Covenant
Zuo Qing's fingertips traced the archive as he murmured to himself, "The Covenant—究竟是什么..."