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Above the endless gray fog, in a magnificent and ancient palace.
"I discovered a distorted portrait of the Lord of Storms. It's suspected to be left behind by a member of Rose Redemption … Yes, Red Angel Medici is one of the founders of Rose Redemption …" Klein sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool as he quietly looked at the crimson star representing The Hanging Man.
With the feedback from the other party, he could basically confirm that the one possessing Ince Zangwill was the Red Angel evil spirit!
In the eternal silence, Klein silently sat at the end of the long mottled table, as though he had become a statue of a deity.
After an unknown period of time, he nodded indiscernibly and slowly exhaled.
His figure vanished as he returned to the real World and continued his slumber. He didn't think of any plans, nor did he consider anything related to Ince Zangwill.
When he woke up the next morning, Klein got out of bed and repeated his habitual actions for the past few days. He walked barefoot to the window and pulled open the curtains.
On the street outside the hotel, Dhaniz, who was dressed as a West Balam native but wearing an additional cloak, kept his iron-black boxing gloves and hurriedly walked to the square on the right. According to his previous report, Klein knew that he was going to make contact with certain members of the local ruling faction today to understand their stance on the arms trade. Klein didn't follow him.
He messed up his short, blond hair that was parted in half. He slowly walked to the edge of the square and found a spot to sit down. Then, he covered the black glove on his left hand with a comical doll and performed a puppet show for the passersby.
The man and the "puppet" had different voices. Their witty words were like pearls as they mocked each other. It was rather eye-catching.
The only problem was that they used the language of Intis and not Dutanese. Few people could understand them, so they only watched for a moment before dispersing.
Klein stared at the Strongest Hunter of the Fog Sea without a change in his expression. His eyes didn't show any signs of contemplation.
…
East Balam, Sostel's Red Gloves team's temporary office.
Cindy, who had a head of wine-red hair, walked in with a few telegrams in her hands and said excitedly,
She said excitedly, "I found some new clues!"
"What clue?" Sostel put down the white porcelain coffee cup in his hand. Leonard, Daly, and the others also looked at the door.
Cindy handed the telegram to the captain.
"Rosell The Great really makes sense when he said that 'anyone who walks past will leave behind traces.' Witnesses of Ince Zangwill have been found in several places. This forms a complete trail of activity.
"From this, we can see that Ince Zangwill's thoughts seem to be very contradictory. He's always approaching the colonized island of Intis, but after a short pause, he would pull away before approaching again and again. It's like he's doing, doing …"
Wasn't this what Klein meant by inconsistencies in his words and actions? Leonard was overjoyed and took the initiative to think of a good adjective for Cindy.
"Wave motion."
"Yes, yes, Wave!" Cindy heaved a sigh of relief and began describing. "In addition, Ince Zangwill killed a few spies from the Intis military and bought many Beyonder ingredients. I wonder what he's up to."
This … Leonard deliberated for a moment.
"Which pathways did Ince Zangwill buy the Beyonder ingredients from?"
"There's the Warrior pathway, the Hunter pathway, and the Bard pathway." Cindy pointed at the telegram that Sostel was reading.
There's indeed a Hunter pathway … Leonard, who had been unable to find an excuse to get his teammates to pay attention to clues related to Hunters, silently exhaled. He no longer had any doubts about Klein's guess. He believed that it was the truth!
How should I guide everyone to figure out the fact that Ince is possessed by an evil spirit of the Hunter pathway … Leonard fell into deep thought. It wasn't until Sostel finished reading the telegrams and distributed them to the rest of the team that he had an idea and decided to take the risk.
Before he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Daly Simone. He saw the lady, dressed as a Spirit Medium, press down her palm slightly, indicating that he shouldn't be anxious and to stop his attempts.
Ma 'am Daly means that it's not time yet and that we need to wait for a better opportunity? Amidst Leonard's hesitation, he saw Daly wave the telegram in her hand and look around.
"I have an idea."
"What idea?" Sostel inquired.
Daly smiled.
"I suspect that Ince Zangwill has been possessed by an evil spirit."
Th-if I say it like that … I'll be suspected! Leonard jumped in fright.
Without waiting for Sostel, Cindy, and company to raise their doubts, Daly continued, "Ince Zangwill was once a Gatekeeper, and he's now a Nightwatcher.
Ince Zangwill was once a Gatekeeper, but he's now a Nightwatcher. He can accommodate evil spirits in his body and borrow their strength. Furthermore, he has 008's help. If I were him, I would definitely use this opportunity to seek out even more powerful evil spirits to raise my strength to the greatest extent.
"This way, when the evil spirit isn't completely controlled and suffers a backlash, Ince Zangwill will show a contradictory behavior. This can explain the problem with the telegram.
"In addition, haven't we always been wondering why Ince Zangwill would contact important members of the Charismatic Order and have all sorts of guesses about it? Getting them to help exorcise, purify, or completely control the evil spirit might be his goal! "
Sostel thought for a moment and deliberated over his words.
"We can't rule out such a possibility, but this basically stems from your subjective guesses … How did you think of this? What details gave you inspiration? "
Leonard felt inexplicably nervous as Daly chuckled.
"This is a sixth sense of a woman. It's just like how I know what you, and all of you, are thinking at certain times.
"Besides, since it's a discussion and analysis, we have to list out all sorts of possibilities and then eliminate them according to the results of the actual investigation. Only then will it be beneficial to finding the correct answer. Therefore, we need to diverge our thoughts. No matter how ridiculous the idea is, we will dare to raise it!
"From the various details that have been fed back to us, I believe that my guess might be correct."
Ma 'am Daly sure knows how to speak. At least I've been convinced … She took the initiative to raise the theory of being possessed by an evil spirit to protect me, who has secrets, and to draw the risk to herself? She seems to be willing to shoulder everything on the matter regarding Ince Zangwill … Leonard came to a realization as he felt wistful.
After hearing Daly's answer, Sostel nodded slightly.
"Indeed. Since it's a discussion, we can't limit our thoughts.
"The possibility of being possessed by an evil spirit isn't small. I will report to Her Excellency Goddess's Eye, and the archbishop and high-ranking deacons will arrange for a follow-up investigation. After all, we know too little about 008."
…
"The Red Gloves team led by Sostel discovered Ince Zangwill's abnormality from the telegrams sent back from various places. Daly Simone used this to raise the hypothesis of being possessed by an evil spirit, and it received a consensus.
"She claims that it's a reasonable guess, but in fact, she already has some understanding from Leonard Mitchell, who has a Parasite. And the information on Leonard Mitchell came from a letter sent by Reinette Tinekerr. Who could the sender be?
"At the same time, Leonard Mitchell and Daly Simone are already suspecting that the evil spirit that possessed Ince Zangwill belongs to the Hunter pathway …"
An unstained classical quill seemed to be held by an invisible hand as it quickly wrote on an ordinary notebook.
Suddenly, a slightly pale palm reached out and grabbed the quill.
The owner of the palm had dark gold hair, and his facial features were deep like those of a classical sculpture. One of his eyes was a deep blue that was nearly black, and the other was covered in tiny but obvious blood vessels.
He lowered his wrist and continued writing:
"But is this the truth of the matter? Will everything develop as Daly Simone, Leonard Mitchell, and Sostel's Red Gloves team had predicted? "
…
In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Nois City, which lightning couldn't illuminate.
When the figures looked over without making a sound, Derrick jumped in fright. He nearly stopped the illumination and hid in a spot that wasn't in front of him.
However, his training from a young age and his experiences over the past year prevented him from panicking. He didn't rush to end it. He forcefully suppressed his fear and waited for the Chief to give him the next order.
In Colin Iliad's eyes, two complex dark-green symbols protruded. He took in the thin fog and the seemingly normal figures that didn't cause any commotion.
Suddenly, he grunted and knelt down on one knee. He gripped the two swords that were stabbed into the ground with both hands.
At the back of his neck, the bluish-black skin swelled up a little as indescribably complex and mysterious symbols protruded. They were half-illusory and half-real as they spread to a higher or lower level.
At the same time, Shepherd Lovia also let out a painful grunt. She raised her hands and held her head as she spat out several blobs of squirming flesh and blood.
On her palms and the surface of her body, a faint silver armor strangely appeared, almost overlapping with her.
"Stop," Demon Hunter Colin said in a low and hoarse voice after a second.
He hurriedly stopped the illumination and allowed the thin fog to conceal the figures, allowing the dead silence to envelop the ancient city of Nois once again.
Everything quickly returned to its original state. Colin Iliad slowly got up and looked at the tower, cathedral, and other buildings that could be vaguely seen through the thin fog.
"This place is no longer the same as when I first explored it. I don't know why there are such changes either." Demon Hunter Colin retracted his gaze and surveyed his team members. "Do any of you have any opinions or thoughts?"
Shepherd Lovia had already squatted down to pick up the few blobs of flesh and blood that had fallen, but she wasn't in a hurry to stuff them into her mouth.
Instead, she chewed and said, "We can change directions and explore the other entrances to Nois City. Perhaps we might discover something."
She had maintained a silent attitude as a bystander the entire time. This was the first time she had expressed her thoughts and given her opinion.
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