Although this incident might have involved a demigod-level creature from the spirit world, there had been no further abnormalities.
So, after maintaining vigilance and sending a telegram to report the matter, they had not conducted a dedicated in-depth investigation.
After all, anything involving a demigod was already beyond the scope of the Tingen City Night Watcher squad.
Perhaps the Holy Church would send Red Gloves, or perhaps a senior deacon—or even a Saint—would lead a team here to deal with it.
The reply from above contained only one instruction: observe closely and report any developments promptly...
On the outskirts of Tingen, Ince Zangwill, who had already changed residences, was wrapped head to toe in bandages. He looked as though even the slightest movement was difficult.
He was still Sequence 5. Before crossing that crucial threshold, he had somehow managed to escape from a demigod-level spirit world creature. All that could be said was that the trump cards in his possession were truly something.
Yet judging by his condition, he had still paid an extremely heavy price.
Even so, even with only two fingers left that he could move, he still trembled as he continuously wrote something in his notebook.
He was cleaning up after the previous accident.
His main task was to give Dunn a reasonable explanation for the spirit world creature's attack and minimize the attention directed here from above.
Because this truly had been an accidental attack by a spirit world creature—merely an isolated incident.
But even so, the higher-ups would surely send at least one senior deacon. The developments that followed would need to be arranged even more carefully.
There was simply no helping it. The Evil God's offspring was still being nurtured; launching the plan early now would ruin everything they had worked for.
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