Without thinking about it carefully, Leonard responded, took a thick stack of documents from Anthony's hand, and started flipping through it.
He found that the files were almost all cases located in East Borough, which was the center of Great Smog, with the largest number of deaths, and also caused many incidents involving supernatural factors and wandering wild evil spirits. In the royal family's subsequent concession, this area became the area in charge of Church of the Evernight Goddess. Naturally, these Strange Phenomenon were also responsible for Nighthawks and Red Gloves.
"By the way, East Borough's church reported a serial murder case. The murderer is probably Beyonder of Mid Sequence, so they applied for help from 'Red Gloves'. Because of the shortage of manpower, you can stop by and check it out. You can ask the Nighthawks team there to assist."
Anthony picked up another document bag from the table and handed it to Leonard.
The latter didn't ask any more questions. He pointed out Crimson Moon on his chest. After saying goodbye to Archbishop, he walked to his office area, pulled out the case file from the document bag, and started reading it.
"All the deceased died in flames. There are traces of religious sacrifices. Is it suspected to be related to the Devil Dog serial murder case last year?"
His eyes quickly swept over, and the first thing that came to his mind was not the Devil Dog of the "abyss" Pathway, but the case that had happened in Tingen City, which also involved supernatural factors and evil sacrifices.
They also happen to be proficient in Anti-Divination, and are good at using fire to kill enemies.
"Witch? No, we should call them 'Demoness'..."
Muttering, Leonard walked into his office.
It wasn't until late at night that Angel, who borrowed the bathroom of Klein's home to wash up, left Böklund Street No. 160 with satisfaction and drifted toward Hillston Borough along the deep passage of Mirror World.
"Perhaps he can put a few sets of clothes at Klein's house in the future, well, but this will make it difficult for him to explain why there are women's clothes in Gentlemen's house..."
Angel muttered secretly, walking comfortably on Mirror Tunnel. Just as he was about to return to the familiar Burningham Road, he suddenly felt that Spirituality was touched.
She cautiously stopped in the cobweb-like passage and looked at several "tributaries" not far away that emitted a strong and dangerous smell.
But the premonition of danger came and went as quickly as it came, as if it was just the aftermath of some kind of explosion, sweeping past "Mirror World" and then disappearing, making it difficult to find its trace.
It's the direction of East Borough. What happened there? This is not the aura of "True Creator" that Aurora Order believes in, nor is it the feeling of destruction and corruption when "Abomination" comes... Angel frowned, thinking whether to go back to North Borough and submit a report letter to Saint Samuel Cathedral, or go and see it in person.
After a while, she made up her mind and went to East Borough to investigate and exercise her rights as "Goddess Shadow" and her obligations as a resident of Backlund.
What if Calamity of Great Smog's level appears again... Thinking of the people struggling and dying in the pungent mist, Angel felt heartbroken.
She quickly passed through the complex passages representing Cherwood Borough and Backlund Bridge Borough and came to the location where the abnormality was sensed before.
East Borough's building was short and dense, so it had more mirrors with small areas but different shapes, which allowed Angel to peek at the outside world from various angles. She quickly found a dilapidated apartment building and locked a room on the top floor.
Staying in the small space behind the mirror, she split a "Mirror Substitution" out of the mirror and stepped into the sparsely furnished bedroom. She found a fair, delicate body lying on its side on the cold floor among the messy tables, chairs and beds. She just opened her eyes and looked here quietly.
The nightgown was thrown aside, her long black hair was spread messily on the ground, and her black eyes were full of pain, confusion and helplessness. It was Triss whom Angel had not seen for a long time.
It was her, why was she lying naked on the ground? Did she have the habit of sleeping naked... Angel, who shared the sense of the substitute, looked away in embarrassment.
"Being of the same sex, I don't mind, and I feel very honored that 'Golden Queen' is interested in my body."
Trissy chuckled lightly and turned around unabashedly, showing the pair of breasts, slender waist, and flat abdomen that were not too big but half covered by black hair to Angel's Mirror Substitution. When she saw no response, he clicked his tongue and slowly climbed up. He casually picked up the black nightgown next to him and put it on. He smoothed the black hair that almost reached his waist and tied it in a simple knot.
This is not good for the hair. Even I, who have only been a woman for a year, know that... Well, she is the same as me... Various thoughts flashed through Angel's mind. It wasn't until Trissy arranged the chair that had fallen on the ground and sat down on his own that he returned his eyes to Demoness and said:
"What happened just now? I sensed something strange in Mirror World. I think if there are other High Sequence Demoness traveling through Mirror Tunnel, they would have the same feeling."
"Mirror World..." A trace of doubt flashed through Trissy's eyes that always seemed to be melancholy, constantly tempting others to fall deeply into them. "Just now, I was accepting the 'gift' from Primordial Demoness."
The "Primordial Demoness" that Demoness Sect believes in... Angel's heart tightened and she subconsciously looked around Mirror World. Her avatar in the outside world also frowned and asked:
"What kind of 'gift'?"
"Of course it's the power of this Pathway that you and I are in... Through this method, I don't need to complete the corresponding role. As long as I passively endure it, I can digest the Potion in my body and be promoted quickly," speaking of this, every Beyonder dreams of it. In the coveted state, there was no smile on Trissy's face. Instead, involuntary fear emerged, "But at the same time, I will get closer and closer to Him. The will contained in His power may soon erode me and make me the real... Divine Descent Vessel."
Why is this guy a little closer to the state he was in when he was with Edessak? If the whites of his eyes disappeared and there was a mysterious smile on his face, it would be more like... Angel cursed and shook his head inwardly.
Frankly speaking, she is not optimistic about Trissy's state. Even if she has some kind of "gift" from God that can quickly increase her strength, this mental state is like an unstable bomb that can explode at any time, and the center of the explosion is in this big city with a population of five million.
"Then why don't you look for Potion materials yourself and be promoted normally? For you who have a certain amount of God's favor, all this is not difficult, right?"
she asked next.
"Promotion? Ha, during that period of confusion, I did gain a lot of knowledge, and even the location of the 'hunting ground' hidden by 'Demoness Sect', which can be used to easily obtain materials. But it is impossible for Promotion Ritual to do it in the short term. Even if the official Beyonder is deaf and blind, it will be too difficult for me alone to create a plague large enough to infect 30,000 people, and... he won't want to see all this."
She couldn't be talking about Edessak, right? Love can really make a Demoness who created Alfalfa Tragedy and planned a large-scale curse ceremony in Tingen become like this... But what about creating a plague and killing 30,000 people? Instead of the formal ritual of killing Demigod and making him despair, is there a way to win through "quantity"?
Angel remembered what Wensa said "Black of Calamity". Just as he was confused, Trissy said again:
"I am willing to leave everything behind and seek a result. You don't need to worry about this. Let's talk about the progress of the investigation. Isn't that why you are here?"
I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about East Borough, and even the entire residents of Backlund... Angel cursed, letting the substitute nod, and sat on another chair next to him.
Trissy obviously did not see the "despair" in front of him. Demoness was just a stand-in, and said after consideration:
"Shermane's progress is very good. We have completely hooked Viscount Stratford. This infatuated viscount will spend a lot of time every week to 'encounter' her who occasionally appears in West Borough and invite her to watch Opera, enjoying music, dining together, and Shermane will refuse most invitations and accept some interactions in public places, which effectively avoids the suspicion of the guards around the Viscount. After all, everything is his initiative, and the interaction process is very 'safe'...
"I think that in about a month, the relationship between the two will make substantial progress. This depends on Shermane's digestion of 'Witch' Potion. As long as he is promoted to 'Pleasure', Stratford will never be able to escape her grasp."
Substantial progress is needed from "Pleasure"... Angel muttered and warned the other party seriously:
"This can only be a voluntary act by Shermane, otherwise I will put a ring on you that can turn you into Shermane, tie it up and throw it into Stratford's bedroom, and let you complete everything by yourself."
"As long as he is willing, I don't care," Trissy sneered and replied seemingly indifferently, "Shermane's opinion can be confirmed by yourself, but when everything becomes a decision After the game, I will use her as a hostage, force Stratford, who is completely in love with her, to submit, and tell the truth about Great Smog and Edessak's 'suicide'."
"Only one hostage can make Palace Guard Captain, who is thoughtful and possesses royal secrets, give up everything?"
Angel asked with some worry.
"Parting between life and death is what makes Affliction the most. Of course, Stratford may not be such a person, but as long as he is attracted to Shermane, I have other ways to promote all this."
Trissy's tone was full of confidence, making Angel wonder if she had any "backup plan."
"Looks like this is how you give someone 'Affliction'?"
She chuckled and said sarcastically.
"I no longer need these means. Ever since I put on that Sapphire Ring, I am afraid that all this has been planned by 'Primordial Demoness'. Even without the control of the Demoness Sect, I will reach this ending on my own."
A distressed expression naturally appeared on his face, Trissy murmured, but the next second his eyes showed a hint of fear.
The Angel in front of her already had the Sapphire Ring in her hand that made her wake up from her dreams from time to time, fearing that she would be "controlled" again.
It no longer had the frightening aura it once had, like a handicraft that lacked design and only relied on gemstones to highlight its value. However, it still successfully reminded Trissy of the past ten months ago. He couldn't help but stand up from the chair and asked in a sharp voice:
"Didn't it be taken away by the hooded woman? Why is it in your hands?"
Hooded Woman is that "Mother of the Sky", the Divine Descent Vessel of Goddess...Angel recalled the emotionless face in her mind, and the inexplicable look in her eyes after she made the choice to be temporarily promoted and calmed down the haze, and said with half confusion and half emotion:
"I'm curious as to why He didn't kill you and just took away the ring. However, relying on it, I was able to control the fog of plague and minimize the casualties of Great Smog... So, I also wore this ring, so why wasn't 'Primordial Demoness' looking for me?"
Having said that, after Angel heard Trissy's explanation of "gift", a new idea appeared in his mind:
Perhaps, after putting on the ring, I directly took the Beyonder Characteristic of "Affliction". What made me successfully promoted to Sequence 5 was not my own Luck and courage, but...
A gift?