Kieran and Wilberst walked past each other in the dark.
Crack!
A clear noise later, Wilberst's neck, together with his windpipe, was completely crushed.
Wilberst fell on the ground with his mouth wide open, his face still showing the fear and disbelief of death. He shouldn't have died like this.
As long as he had a chance to speak, he had the confidence to convince Kieran.
Just like what he did in the past.
As long as he could catch his breath, he could rise again.
Besides, he thought Kieran would give him a chance to speak.
Unless …
Kieran wasn't curious about what happened.
Humans were curious.
Wilberst believed Kieran was no exception. So when Kieran walked over to him, his mind already had all the excuses he could come up with.
The reasonable ones.
However, before the words could escape his mouth, Wilberst welcomed his death.
Why?
How did this happen?
Wilberst widened his eyes and stopped breathing, as if he was questioning Kieran.
Kieran?
He didn't even care about the gaze. He didn't just take the cone from Wilberst's hand, he even removed the silver soft armor from Wilberst's body.
[Name: Silver Sanction Replica]
[Type: Soft Armor]
[Rarity: Rare]
[Defense: Strong]
[Attribute: 1. Blood Kin Repel (1/2); 2. Werewolf Repel (1/2)]
[Effect: None]
[Prerequisite: None]
[Remark: This is a replica of a legendary Demon Hunter's equipment. Compared to the original Silver Sanction, it is much weaker but effective against Blood Kin and Werewolf.]
…
[Blood Kin Repel: Under the silver light, all Blood Kin attacks below the Advance Rank will be nullified, the werewolf will also receive Powerful damage, 1 minute duration]
[Werewolf Repel: Under the silver light, the werewolf will be afraid, will return from its werewolf form, 1 minute duration]
…
After glancing over the attributes of [Silver Sanction Replica], Kieran looked further away.
A team of fully-armed Special Affairs Division members shuttled through the darkness, heading toward them quickly. The one leading them was the Special Affairs Division Director, Peters.
When he saw Kieran, the director of the Special Affairs Division immediately showed a flattering smile.
"Good evening, Lord D."
"Is everything settled?"
It was first a greeting, then a question.
"Yes."
Kieran nodded.
"Wilberst?!"
The director of the Special Affairs Division quickly walked up to Wilberst's body. When he saw the face of the body, he was stunned.
"How could it be him?"
The man subconsciously looked at Kieran, hoping to get an answer.
"Why can't it be him?"
Kieran asked.
"But isn't he dead?"
The other party was getting more and more confused.
"Quaker Wilberst is also dead, but is the one in the grave really Quaker Wilberst?"
"Although Wilberst showed enough sadness and anger when we first met him, given the circumstances, he didn't even clean up his own son's grave — although there were traces of worship, it was a long time ago."
"I'm afraid other than the day he was buried, no one cared about Quaker Wilberst after that, including Wilberst, who claimed that he wanted to avenge his son."
Kieran said calmly.
"So, there's no such thing as Wilberst assassinating Hardy Lynne to avenge his son, but … How did you know Cook was related to Wilberst?"
"In order to keep it a secret, their meeting must have been surprisingly secretive, no one should have known."
The director continued to ask about the things he didn't understand.
"Smell.
Cook's cigar smell.
I've smelled the same cigar smell on Wilberst's body. "
"With this as the premise, connecting both of them together and making some deductions, everything will become a lot clearer."
"I see."
The director of the Special Affairs Division nodded in realization.
He then looked at the cone in Kieran's hand.
"This is what the lord needs, you …"
Before the director could finish, Kieran raised his hand and passed the cone to the director.
After comparing the cone with the information he had, the director showed a smile when he realized there was no difference.
"Thank you for everything you've done for the lord."
The director bowed at Kieran as he spoke. After bowing, the director looked up at the dark sky.
"It's almost midnight."
The director said all of a sudden.
Then, he immediately started talking to himself.
"It's nothing.
I'm just exclaiming how unreal everything is. "
"It's a little too easy."
"Just like how I never thought that you would be able to bring this thing out."
The director then shook his head in praise, as if Kieran had done something unbelievable.
"Is it because of the secret inside?"
"Or should I say …"
"Rules?"
Kieran squinted his eyes at the director.
"You know all this?"
"Makes sense!
Given your intellect and wisdom, after you found out Syro Derl used mystical powers and died a horrible death, you must have suspected something. "
"There are indeed rules there, rules that people hate, rules set by the previous ruler of Eiders."
The director showed disgust and mockery on his face when he said that. Then, he seemed to realize that showing such an expression in front of Kieran was disrespectful, so he put away his expression and put on a flattering face again.
"Like?"
Kieran asked.
"Like?"
"There are too many of them.
So many that I don't have the time to tell you, even if I wanted to.
After all … it's midnight, you can rest in peace now. "
The director of the Special Affairs Division grinned. His feet didn't move, but he retreated like the wind with the cone in his hand.
The Special Affairs Division members launched their attacks at Kieran right away.
Blazing flames!
The blazing flames were like heavenly fire falling from the sky, drowning Kieran within.
Moreover, these flames that were being controlled were not simply burning.
They transformed into mystical runes, dancing in the dark like fire spirits, causing the temperature to rise even higher.
The scarier thing was, a blurry human figure was roaring at the sky in the middle of the flames.
It was like the overlord of the flames, not only burning its prey to death, but also incinerating everything into ashes.
"The frost covered by the blazing flames will turn into a puddle of water … No, no, I'm not right, how will you turn into a puddle of water?
You will turn into steam! "
The director of the Special Affairs Division took another look at the burning scene, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.
Then, he turned around and walked away.
In the darkness, there were two people. One was a Special Affairs member standing guard, and the other was an unconscious man on the ground.
Looking at the man lying on the ground, the malicious smile on the Special Affairs Commissioner's face grew brighter.
"Do you think you can stop me by fainting?"
Or do you really think I can't break the rules set by the old geezers of the previous generation?
"You're really too naive."
So naive that you think I will be stopped by some bastard that popped out from some dark corner.
But what about the truth?
"How could this happen?"
How did the 'he' you mentioned appear?
Or did 'he' appear? I don't know?
This joke is too funny, I'm laughing so hard my stomach hurts! "
The director of the Special Affairs Division let out an ear-piercing laugh. However, just as he was laughing so hard that tears were about to flow out of his eyes, a faint voice suddenly sounded.
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