Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 114 The Mastermind

The torrential rain lashed against this ancient capital that had been battered by storms for thousands of years.

Fortunately, Chu Ming's monarch-level contracted beast bought the people enough time to allow all the residents of the outer city of the ancient capital to relocate to the inner city barrier.

But at that moment, a royal guard mage hurriedly flew to the watchtower and brought bad news.

"Congressman Zhu Meng, a body has been found in the back alley south of the clock tower. It appears to be the man in the gray robe."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked the guard monk to lead the way.

A short while later.

Zhu Meng, Han Ji, and the others arrived at the back alley and saw a person dressed in gray and white, wrapped up tightly, lying there, surrounded by death energy, having completely lost all life.

"Those beasts of the Black Vatican dared to commit murder right under our noses! They must not be forgiven!"

Anger flared in Zhu Meng's eyes.

Finally, someone uncovered the truth.

Unexpectedly, just one hour later, the gray-robed man was framed.

Han Ji's face was grim: "We had just seen a glimmer of hope... and the Black Vatican made its move. They really have no end in their desire to destroy our ancient capital."

Suddenly, he remembered something and hurriedly asked the guard mage beside him, "Chu Ming, where is Chu Ming now?!"

"Brother Chu, are you still in the rest area on the city wall?"

"not good!"

Zhu Meng's eyes widened, and he instantly realized what was happening. He suddenly spread his two fiery red wings and flew towards the city tower.

A few minutes later.

The group hurried to the rest room on the city tower.

But to their astonishment, the door suddenly opened.

Chu Ming dragged out the corpse of a middle-aged man.

"You..." Zhu Meng and Han Ji were both dumbfounded.

"He tried to assassinate me, but I noticed," Chu Ming explained. "This guy had a deadly poison in his mouth; he's probably from the Black Vatican."

"Good lad!" Zhu Meng couldn't help but laugh.

Han Ji breathed a sigh of relief: "Good, good, it's good that you're alright."

"As I just told you, there are Salam's accomplices among those present, and after these two assassination attempts, I strongly suspect that Salam himself was present!"

"Who?"

Zhu Meng turned his head and was dumbfounded.

Because another man in a gray robe came up.

"You're still alive??" Elder Lingxi asked in astonishment.

"Before I reveal all this to you, I have my subordinate dress up in the same clothes as me and impersonate me to receive the message."

"I really hoped that my guess was wrong and that he would come back safe and sound, but in the end..."

The man in the gray robe walked through the crowd and sighed.

Even his subordinates, the moment they became his stand-ins, were prepared to die.

But this outcome still saddened him.

Li Yujian, the head of the Li family, gaped slightly, utterly shocked.

He had previously suspected that the guy was just talking nonsense.

However, only the high-ranking officials present knew the whereabouts of the gray-robed man and Chu Ming.

The facts speak for themselves!

Among them are spies from the Black Vatican!

So...who exactly is it?

"I will not let my men sacrifice themselves like this, guild master. Please give the order." The gray-robed man bowed respectfully to Han Ji.

"The ancient capital is in imminent danger, and we really don't have much time left. Obviously, his prediction is correct, so... everyone, please forgive me."

Han Ji finished speaking.

The next second, a group of purple figures appeared around the alley.

The imperial guards appeared and quickly surrounded the crowd.

Han Ji waved his hand again, and a purple chain of souls flew over, quickly binding everyone present.

"President Han, how could you doubt me?!" Li Yujian's face showed anger.

Elder Lingxi of the Hunter Alliance looked grim. He took a deep breath and said, "Guild Master, if we are lost, when the Eight Destroyed Kings attack, no one in the Ancient Capital will be able to fight."

Han Ji's gaze was resolute as he shook his head: "There is only one Salang. In order for the rescue plan to be implemented smoothly, we can only ask everyone to make this sacrifice. If the catastrophe can be quelled, I, Han, will apologize to everyone."

Hearing Han Ji's resolute words...

Everyone present was utterly helpless.

Beside him, Chu Ming frowned, his gaze sweeping around before finally settling on Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance.

In the realm of soul perception.

Of all those present, only this woman's aura was the most suspicious.

But this left him somewhat uncertain.

Because people are complex.

The woman's soul aura was merely mottled and chaotic.

The number of benevolent souls among them is also considerable.

In terms of sheer evil, even the witch who murdered the Flame Witch was far more wicked than her.

And the heinous Black Vatican bishop who could disregard millions of people and arbitrarily harm them.

Is there still room for purity and kindness in one's soul?

Just as Chu Ming was pondering.

Mo Fan, Mu Bai, Zhang Xiaohou, and others walked up with a middle-aged man.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"President, we've found Fang Gu!" Mo Fan pointed to the middle-aged man beside him and said to Han Ji.

Han Ji nodded: "Okay, this way we'll have more time to deal with this undead calamity!"

"President, based on our deductions, the Black Vatican members secretly plotting in the ancient capital are definitely the same people who plotted in Bo City. Of the Black Vatican members with conclusive evidence in the Bo City incident, we've only discovered Mu Yuang, but the mastermind behind it has remained hidden!"

Mo Fan said regretfully.

Suddenly, he remembered something and looked at Mu Bai beside him: "By the way, Mu Yuang is Mu Zhuoyun's adopted son, right? How did he get into your Mu family in the first place?"

Mu Bai hesitated for a moment: "It seems... it was my uncle who discovered him and then recommended him."

"Your uncle?" Mo Fan asked again to confirm.

"I...I don't know the specifics, but my uncle is the Mu family's butler," Mu Bai explained.

"Isn't your uncle Mu He?" Zhao Kunsan blurted out.

Upon hearing the name "Mu He," Zhang Xiaohou, who was standing nearby, suddenly felt extreme pain and began to tremble violently.

Han Ji frowned, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore open his sleeve!

A black, centipede-like mark was embedded in the skin of his arm, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget the bug!"

Han Ji exclaimed in surprise and immediately cast a healing spell.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaohou suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and growled, "Mu He, that guy... it's Mu He!!"

"Stop thinking about it! Stop now, or you'll be dead!!"

Han Ji roared.

Seeing this, Chu Ming decisively delivered a chop to Zhang Xiaohou's neck, forcefully knocking him unconscious.

"So, the mastermind behind both the calamities in Bo City and the Ancient Capital is your uncle Mu He?" Mo Fan stared intently at Mu Bai.

"This...this is unbelievable." Zhao Kunsan was already unsteady on his feet.

Mu Bai remained silent.

Mu He had always treated him very well and taken good care of him.

It can be said that Mu He has always been the elder he respected most in the Mu family, but unfortunately, things have turned out in the direction he least wanted to see.

……

at the same time.

In the ancient city, at a corner of Huiming Street.

Two men wrapped in raincoats are meeting.

"Are you sure the gray-robed man is still alive? Lord Salang has been imprisoned?" Grand Deacon Mu He, wearing a blue raincoat, asked with a frown.

"Yes, I'm absolutely certain!" the man in the black raincoat replied.

Mu He clenched his fists involuntarily, feeling extremely frustrated.

As the Grand Steward of Tiger Ford, he was one of the masterminds behind the calamity.

To avoid being exposed, they will absolutely not take action.

However, the incompetence of his subordinates far exceeded his expectations!

It had been planned for ten years.

However, this ancient capital project has encountered numerous problems.

The first operation was to eliminate the dangerous village. Even in such a simple operation, the men made mistakes.

The assassination attempt has now failed.

This can lead to a chain reaction.

This led to Lord Salam's predicament.

"No, we can't just wait here. We have to talk to them." Mu He's eyes narrowed as he made a decision.

"So, who should we send this time?" the man in the black raincoat asked immediately.

Mu He smiled and said, "The grand ceremony is about to begin, and sacrifices are inevitable, including for me."

(End of this chapter)