Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

Chapter 125 Intelligence

The burly man with the scar did not answer the man's question immediately.

He narrowed his eyes, his bloodshot pupils slowly sweeping over Rihito, as if weighing the value of a piece of merchandise.

In the sunlight, the scar on his face gleamed with a dark sheen, making him look like a wild beast.

"Inquire about someone? Sure, but... what will you offer in exchange?" The burly man's voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of amusement.

In the game "Death and Resurrection," intelligence is the key to survival.

No one will provide it for free, especially on a night like this, when the shockwave has just passed and everyone is on edge.

An accurate piece of intelligence could mean tens or even hundreds of points, or a chance to survive.

The burly man's gaze was clearly scrutinizing, the kind of look only a seasoned hunter possesses, as he assessed whether the young man before him could afford the price and whether it was worth his asking.

A reasonable person doesn't waste words.

He raised his right hand, brought up his player panel, and displayed the ranking page in front of the burly man.

The screen unfurled in the air, its blood-red numbers standing out starkly against the night sky:

Player ID: Sato Rihito

Points: 2130

Current ranking: 4st

The burly man's expression froze.

His previously lazy gaze suddenly sharpened, and his arms, which had been crossed over his chest, unconsciously came down.

The scarred, burly man who had been looking down at Li Ren with disdain just moments before now seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, and he was instantly sobered up.

"4th place—" he repeated the words in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of barely concealed tremor.

What does 2200 points mean in this barrier?

This means that the young man in front of us has already killed at least twenty players or achieved several high-scoring kills.

Either way, it's enough to show that his strength far exceeds his initial assessment.

The burly man's gaze lingered on Li Ren's face for a few seconds, and his attitude clearly changed.

He no longer spoke in that condescending tone, but lowered his voice slightly and said, "Who do you want to ask about?"

"A sorcerer named Angel." Rihime put away the panel and calmly met the burly man's gaze.

"A girl with silver-white hair, about this tall." He gestured with his hand.

"I heard she's been in this area, and I need to know her current whereabouts."

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The burly man fell silent.

He didn't answer immediately, but turned his head slightly, looking towards the depths of the industrial zone, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

His expression was a mixture of apprehension, lingering fear, and a hint of resentment.

"I can tell you, but I don't want the points," the burly man finally said.

Li Ren frowned: "Then what do you want?"

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"You owe me a favor," the burly man said, staring into Rito's eyes, enunciating each word clearly.

"In this world, the promise of the strong is more valuable than points."

"I'm going to tell you something. You owe me a favor, and this is my price."

Rito was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"make a deal.

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing slightly.

Without wasting any more words, he said directly, "Three days ago, I saw that silver-haired girl in the warehouse area north of the old textile factory."

Rito's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't interrupt the other person; he simply continued listening.

"She was being chased by a man wielding a gavel," the burly man continued, his voice growing serious.

"Gavel?" Li Ren frowned slightly.

"Yes." The burly man nodded, a hint of lingering fear showing on his face.

"That guy is very strong, at least at the level of a top-level sorcerer. His spells are very strange."

"How is it strange?" Li Ren asked.

The burly man's lips twitched; that memory had clearly left him with considerable psychological trauma.

"I wanted to take the opportunity to ambush and kill them." His tone carried a hint of self-mockery, as if he were laughing at his own foolishness at the time.

"That silver-haired girl doesn't look very strong. If we can take her down, we can earn at least a few hundred points."

"But I was wrong."

"After that gavel man spotted me, he immediately activated his domain."

Li Ren's pupils contracted slightly.

"field?"

"Yes." The burly man's voice was a little hoarse. He subconsciously touched a brand-new scar on his arm, the edges of which were so clean that they looked as if they had been cut by a scalpel.

"That was a very strange area. There were no aggressive magical energy fluctuations inside; it was more like the interior of a church."

"There were white beams of light everywhere, shining down from above, like—like holy light."

"And when those beams of light fell on me, my magical power mysteriously disappeared."

"The spell has failed, the magic tools have become scrap metal, and I have become an ordinary person. I can't even stand up."

"If that silver-haired girl hadn't suddenly unleashed a strange power that interfered with that field, I would have died inside long ago."

"I haven't been near that area since then."

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Liren listened in silence, quickly processing the information in his mind.

The gavel, the cathedral-like domain, the ability to neutralize all magical power—it never truly aimed to kill from beginning to end.

These keywords, when combined, quickly sketched a definite image in his mind.

Rito narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sun shines brightly.

The genius sorcerer who was hailed as a "monster of the Reiwa era" in the original work.

His technique "Judgment" can drag opponents into the courtroom, where all magical power, techniques, and magical tools will be deemed "illegal evidence" and forcibly eliminated.

His magical tool, the "judge's gavel," is the key to initiating this trial.

But the question is, why is Hiromi Nichisha here?

Why would he target Kurusu Hana, an ordinary player? And why doesn't he ever kill?

A thought popped into Li Ren's mind.

Hiromi Hirakawa's underlying logic in the original work is that he never kills indiscriminately; every attack he makes is driven by a clear purpose.

His gavel was like a scalpel, precisely cutting out the answer he wanted.

But what exactly does he want from Kurusu Hana?

Li Ren's brows furrowed even more.

"These are all unimportant matters now. Let's wait until we find Kurusu Hana before we talk about anything else!"

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With that in mind, Rito decided to take Saya and leave.

However, just as he was about to turn and leave, a voice rang out from behind him.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Li Ren stopped and looked back.

Then, the young man who had been leaning against the west edge and wearing black-rimmed glasses slowly walked towards them.

His white shirt fluttered slightly in the night breeze, and he wore a calm and gentle smile, like an office worker who had bumped into an acquaintance on the street.

But Li Ren knew that someone who could remain so composed in such an environment could not possibly be just an ordinary office worker.

"What is it?" Rito's tone was calm, but his gaze was already fixed on the other person.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're going to find that silver-haired girl, right?"

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The young man stopped about two steps in front of him and bowed slightly.

"I overheard your conversation just now, about that warehouse district—actually, I know where those two people are."

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Li Ren's gaze sharpened slightly.

"You know?"

The young man did not answer the man's question; he simply adjusted his glasses.

"Let's make a deal, Rito Sato!"

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