The failure of this capture operation was largely due to the fact that, according to the agreement, they had to communicate with the Mage's Association before dealing with the mage François Prelati.
This inevitably increased the risk of information leaks and delays, so failing to catch him had been unavoidable as well.
However, these were clearly not matters the Burial Agency and the Eighth Sacrament Society needed to take the blame for or concern themselves with.
Thus, after offering a few mocking "hehe"s of sympathy for their incompetent colleagues, the two moved on to the next topic.
"According to Gilles de Rais, that thing causes severe mental contamination. Once the scene has been dealt with, remember to track and monitor these people's mental states."
"Understood!"
The young clerk nodded slightly, indicating that arrangements had already been made. After hesitating for a moment, he turned his gaze toward several priests in the courtyard, dressed in tight black robes and exuding an eerie air, and could not help asking.
"Then, should the members of the Burial Agency also undergo psychological evaluation for a while?"
"Them? No need."
The priest casually dismissed the suggestion. He raised his eyes toward his subordinates, amusement glimmering in them.
"Because the brains of those scum are already somewhat abnormal even without contamination."
"..."
The young man's breath caught, leaving him speechless.
After the report was finished, silence fell over the half-collapsed living room.
The black-clad priest, who was searching around for a tea set to soothe his throat with afternoon tea, glanced back at the young clerk standing where he was, looking somewhat conflicted, and asked casually.
"What? Is there something else?"
"I mean, could the one who appeared in the stone chamber have been that person from Orléans...?"
After hesitating for a moment, the young clerk