The bishop is unfathomable.

"Who are you?"

On the open ground, where the smell of blood still lingered, the man in the suit was pinned to the ground by Barney, while Levi stood in front of him and coldly asked questions.

Wag, who had specially put aside his work to come over after receiving the news, also added in a very cooperative manner: "I advise you to tell the truth."

"After all, every part of the human body is a precious material for rituals. Especially fresh human parts."

"If you don't want me to use your body parts for a ritual, and then use the ritual to find out your origins and purpose, you'd better explain it clearly as soon as possible."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a member who knew Wag nudged his arm: "Brother Wag, can you really do it? Why don't we just not ask and use the ritual instead? Do you think we're going to leave any survivors?"

Wag smiled but did not answer the question. Instead, he looked at Levi and said, "What to do is naturally up to His Excellency the Bishop."

Of course he can't do that.

If that's possible, why torture the Child of Dust? Why not just sacrifice him to find out his location?

It's no wonder this guy is still a low-level follower after all these years, given that he can ask such a question.

If the other person hadn't been his drinking buddy and childhood friend, he would have really wanted to smash him to death with a hammer.

Of course, to those familiar with Wag, that smile would clearly show that the guy was embarrassed, but to the man in the suit, it was a different story.

He was so scared he almost peed himself...

No, it's already out.

It all started when his methods of concealment were exposed and someone pointed a gun at him.

He wasn't a legitimate superhuman; he became a superhuman by chance after learning a spell in a book that could conceal his form and presence.

More than ten years have passed, and he is still only a Level 1 superhuman.

It's just that because almost no one can figure out his hiding methods, he's been able to thrive in the Brownstone Gang. He usually does the work of tailing and tracking, and occasionally he also steals things on the side.

He even occasionally uses his magic to take on assassination missions.

He had expected this to be another ordinary operation.

The gang accepted a mission to eliminate witnesses. He was responsible for keeping watch and tracking people, while another group would carry out the actual work. Of course, as one of the few superhumans in the gang, he was also assigned the task of covering for the victims.

If anything goes wrong with the mission, he will step in to complete it.

The information indicated that the person was just an ordinary employee working at the Norren Grand Library, and should be easy to deal with.

He originally thought he wouldn't need to be used, but he never expected that the action team would be blown to bits by a lightning ball before they could even fire a shot.

The strange aroma of meat and the fat released by the high temperature made him want to vomit, but it also strangely aroused his appetite.

Then, the aroused appetite turned into an even deeper urge to vomit.

From that moment on, he was somewhat dazed and confused, only subconsciously following the carriage for a while longer.

He was originally prepared to give up, since although there was no evidence that the target in the carriage was responsible, he was almost certain that the other party had similar methods, or that there were undetected bodyguards.

This is completely different from what the information says. According to the contract and the rules of the underworld, this is not considered a breach of contract, but rather an act of force majeure.

But just as he watched the carriage drive into a narrow alley and stop, his target got off on his own initiative.

Then he pointed the gun at him...

And judging from what these people are saying, it seems I'm doomed today.

Whether they confess or not, it seems like they're going to die anyway.

The problem is, if he doesn't confess, his death will be gruesome and painful.

The ritual master... I never expected to encounter such a rare type of superhuman.

Moreover, with those muscles, he could kill himself in a few punches even without magic or rituals.

"I'll tell you everything! Gentlemen, please let me die a quick death!"

"Here's what happened, last night..."

The man began to recount everything he knew, speaking for a full five minutes.

After listening to the man's story, the group, who had been somewhat tense, relaxed.

Even the usually taciturn Barney couldn't help but ask, "You mean, you're with the Brownstone Gang?"

"Is it because you took on a lucrative assassination job that you've come to assassinate the lord?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I have some documents in my pocket! Photos and mission details, and stuff like that." The man quickly revealed the clues.

Wag, standing nearby, spat out a mouthful of saliva: "Damn it, who dares to go against His Holiness the Bishop? And they only sent some gangsters to assassinate him?"

"What, do you want the person who assassinated me to be stronger?" Li Wei asked in a low voice.

This question almost made Wag break out in a cold sweat, and he quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mean it that way.

Li Wei didn't pursue the matter further. Instead, he squatted down and looked at the man who seemed to have understood something: "Are you wondering who I am?"

"No, no, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, I really don't know anything!" The man was almost crying.

Li Wei raised his hand and gently patted the man's head: "You're probably thinking... am I the faceless one, right?"

"That's right. I am the Faceless One."

"I'm not dead at all."

man:"……"

Oh dear, we're completely finished now.

He had actually fallen into the hands of the esoteric sects.

"I'll give you a chance," Li Wei said calmly. "A chance to survive."

After saying that, Levi turned to look at Varg: "As a ritual master, you should know how to cast curses, right?"

Wag guessed Levi's intention: "Of course, Your Excellency. How could a ritual master not have a curse or two?"

"And... I can also cast curses based on contracts."

Li Wei turned to look at the man: "Next, I will cast a curse on you."

"If you ever speak or attempt to leave any information about us in any form, you will die with a broken heart."

"Of course, this is just a limitation. As long as you obey me and find the person who posted the bounty, you can not only live, but you might even be able to join us."

"At least you'll survive, won't you?"

Barney added, "You're lucky you've met this gentleman; other bishops wouldn't offer you such a merciful choice."

"Don't push your luck."

After saying that, Barney increased the pressure on the man's head, even crushing the ground in the open space.

The man was almost in tears.

He didn't say he wouldn't agree!

Despite his mediocre abilities and lack of background, he managed to rise to his current position in the Brownstone Gang. Isn't that all thanks to his keen observation skills?

He is very inflexible and his stance has never been very firm.

Li Wei smiled, then gestured for Varg to begin the ritual: "Add more restrictive clauses to the contract curse to ensure this guy can't leave any information by any means."

……

……

While Li Wei was having a warm and friendly exchange, two special guests arrived at the office of the Speaker of the Autonomous Council of the Beltoron Autonomous Dominion.

The white-bearded speaker, his face grim, looked at the two men in black and gold thorn uniforms sitting on the sofa and asked, "Royal Military Police... what are you doing in Beldor?"

"I don't recall this area falling under the jurisdiction of the Inspectorate."

An elderly royal military policeman with equally gray hair smiled and said, "That's true. We don't have the authority to enforce the law in the Beldor region."

"But we have the right to request your assistance in the investigation."

"According to the divination results of the Royal Astrological Institute, the Western witch Felicia is currently hiding in the city of Beldor."

"Furthermore, we are also responsible for delivering a message."

"The military expo, originally scheduled for next month, will proceed as planned. Please make preparations in advance and ensure adequate security measures are in place."

"From this moment until the end of the exposition, we will remain in the Beldor Territory. Rest assured, we know the rules, but please reimburse our food and lodging expenses, Mr. Speaker."

"Of course, if you need help, you are welcome to order the two of us to do so, as long as we are granted the legal law enforcement authority in the Beldor territory."

……

……

Outside the Beldor region, a mysterious figure, completely concealed under a black hooded robe, pulled a photograph from his clothes.

There was a sentence written on the back of the photo.

[Confirm the fate of the faceless individual. Confirm the identity of the current librarian of the Noren Grand Library.]

The order in the photograph came from Cardoza, the current bishop of the Unseen Surge faction.

"What a troublesome task... Even though the Bureau of Supervision has already published the body certificate, and it's as if the person is definitely dead, they still have to verify it again."

"Does the suspect believe the faceless man faked his death to escape and intends to leave the sect?"