Bolsen, a Favored One of the Abyssal Sect...
On reflection, Wei’en had already t three Favored Ones. The first was Kali, who received the Lord of Dawn’s blessing that night. Next was Mitra, a Favored One of the Desire Sect. And finally, there was the man before him.
He had a slender build and wore a dark green robe. A pure black mask covered his face, and his erald-green eyes were placid, as if catching a few bullets between two fingers was a trivial matter.
CLINK, CLANK...
Bolsen loosened his fingers. The bullets clattered to the ground, bouncing on impact.
"Aren’t you going to say sothing, Mr. Investigator?"
"Abyssal Sect, Bolsen?" Wei’en holstered his flintlock.
’Calm down, stay calm. The more dangerous the situation, the calr I have to be.’
He had killed a Skeleton Strangler, after all. Even if that Abyssal Creature’s power couldn’t match Bolsen’s, he believed the gap wasn’t that large.
’Nothing to be afraid of...’
"Oh?" Bolsen sounded a little surprised. "You know , too?"
’Too?’
"Did soone else in Caster recognize you?"
Wei’en stared at him, slowly backing up to Tina’s side and taking her hand.
’Clown, Master Chou, Mr. Leonard, now would be a great ti for you to co out and play!’
What he didn’t know was that as Tina obediently let him hold her hand, a crimson glint flashed in her vacant eyes. Her grip on the clown doll tightened unconsciously.
In the white-haired girl’s world, the Demon Clown was still on the ground, its mouth sealed by countless black threads, completely immobilized.
But opposite them were two Abyssal Creatures, one large and one small, staring wide-eyed, just as frozen with fear.
The larger Abyssal Creature’s body, dozens of ters tall, was so thin it looked like a layer of gray scales stretched over a skeleton. Its tongue, over ten ters long, hung down naturally, and its chilling eyes were downcast.
The smaller Abyssal Creature was only knee-high to the larger one. Its entire body was composed of black stone, and it was curled up on the ground, blending perfectly into this Dark World.
"Grr... grr..." the smaller Abyssal Creature growled, using all its might to keep the sound as low as possible.
"Don’t call boss. In this situation, you’re the boss. Besides..."
The larger Abyssal Creature squatted obediently on the ground, its voice almost inaudible. "You saw it right, and so did I. Both of them could wipe us out with one hand."
It really wanted to tell the idiot outside to run as far away as possible.
There are monsters here, and two of them at that!
"Mph, mmmph hmm, mmmph rrr..."
(Let go! I want to go communicate with that cute little Abyssal Creature, boohoo...)
Only Mr. Clown dared to make a ruckus at a ti like this, but unfortunately, he was being forcibly suppressed.
Tina paid no mind to the Demon Clown’s noise. Her vacant eyes were completely filled with the reflections of the two Abyssal Creatures.
Tina. Quiet. Don’t move.
The two Abyssal Creatures didn’t dare to move, much less speak. They could only dart their eyes back and forth rapidly, as if to say: ’Not moving, don’t dare to move, we’re not moving...’
Back outside, Wei’en was still watching Bolsen nervously, a fine sheen of sweat faintly visible on his forehead.
"Clelia from the Eternal Life Association. We just t last night."
Bolsen watched Wei’en’s movents without any reaction. Instead, he shifted his body to the side, revealing Reinhart behind him, and asked, "Are you going to kill him?"
"Is he one of your Abyssal Sect?"
"That’s right."
Wei’en looked at Bolsen, who had just nodded and admitted it. ’He answered so directly?’
"If I don’t kill him, I could also take him back to the Secret Investigation Departnt."
"That won’t do. One of my tasks is to ensure his safety so that he can go destroy the City-State Array."
Wei’en: "???"
’Do you even hear yourself?’
’Or maybe try rephrasing that?’
’Who just blurts out their own mission like that, and throws in Reinhart’s mission for good asure?’
Reinhart wiped the blood from his face, smoothed his ssy hair back with both hands, and revealed a handso face that could rival Marco’s. He said respectfully, "Your Holiness, my apologies. I’ve bungled things."
"It’s fine. Your mission is already halfway complete. The rest will be handled by Mi— Mmph?"
Bolsen looked at the hand covering his mouth, his eyes glancing toward Reinhart.
"Your Holiness, you can’t say that..." Reinhart lowered his hand sheepishly, his face a mask of embarrassnt.
"Oh."
Wei’en: "..."
He was now certain there was definitely sothing wrong with this guy’s head. He answered whatever he was asked, and with such sincerity.
If it weren’t for the glaring notification on his panel that he was locked on by the other’s killing intent, he would have definitely tried to use this opportunity to fish for more information.
’And that na he started to say... if I heard correctly, it started with "Mi," right?’
’Mitra?’
Wei’en thought of his previous discovery at the City-State Array. It seed this parasite case was a joint operation between the Desire Sect and the Abyssal Sect.
’Perhaps... I should also add the mastermind pulling the strings from behind them...’
’The nobility? The Council? The Church?’
’Any of them are possible.’
But to get that answer, he was still missing the most crucial piece of the puzzle.
What was their goal?
Once he figured that out, he could work backward from the outco to deduce the identity of the person behind it all—whoever stood to gain the most was the mastermind hiding in the shadows!
"...Since you won’t let take him, can I leave?"
Bolsen shook his head. "No. Anyone who makes a move on him must die."
’Is a fight unavoidable?’
Wei’en sighed internally. With his current strength, he didn’t know if he could even escape...
"Nico, Ruke."
He had the Secret Master cast the Blink Spell, blinking out of the house.
[You have entered Bolsen Heiki’s Magic - Abyssal Realm. As your Resilience Level is greater than 100, you have resisted the corrosion of the abyssal aura. Evaluation: The show is starting, KA KA. Special Reward: Survival Points 5, Resilience Level 2.]
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