Aftermath

That night, a little later, in front of Capim's villa,

A policeman with a dark expression stood outside, berating the onlookers and telling them not to get too close. Behind them, the main hall of the villa was brightly lit, light streaming into the Garden from the broken windows and doors.

Inside the Destruction hall, MI9 and Church of Storms's Mandated Punishers, dressed in formal attire, were meticulously examining various traces, appearing extremely busy.

The extraordinary events in the Cherwood Borough fall under the jurisdiction of the Cathedral of the Church of Storms Saint Wind Cathedral, so their investigation is understandable. As for why MI9 is here...:

What do you mean by "no clues"?

"Cardinal of Church of Storms, Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese, 'Spellsinger of God' Ace Snake asked coldly."

He wore a black soft hat, his silver eyes held an imposing presence, and his slightly aged face was icy cold—this was the powerful old man who had arrived riding the wind.

Opposite him, the Squad Leader Mandated Punishers, dressed in a uniform embroidered with Storm symbols, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Alright, alright, let's find out what the reason is first. My people will help."

Beside him, the handsome man who was the first to arrive at the scene offered words of comfort.

With these words from him, the captain of the Mandated Punishers, who was being stared at directly by the "Spellsinger of God," finally mustered the courage to explain:

"The scene has been disrupted; neither the occupation nor the Ritual can provide any clues... However, the atmosphere at the scene clearly carries a sense of Degeneration and madness, suggesting that the perpetrator was High Sequence Beyonder using the Secrets Suppliant Pathway."

"Aurora Order?"

The "Spellsinger of God" naturally thought of the organizations associated with this Pathway, frowning. "Weren't they the ones who assassinated Intis a while ago?"

"I don't think this is the work of the Aurora Order..."

The handsome man stroked his chin thoughtfully, seemingly recalling the two people he had just seen.

"Thump thump thump!"

A man in a suit ran into the hall, stood in front of him, and snapped to attention, saluting sharply, "Chief!"

"How about it?"

The handsome man, Celt, the head of MI9, looked at him and asked.

"I've asked those girls, and according to them, a strangely dressed man suddenly barged in, and then everyone present started exploding into clusters of blood."

The subordinate reported in this manner.

"That sounds like the Rose Bishop's ability."

The handsome Celt nodded, then asked, as if curious, "But why are there so many young girls here?"

"This."

The subordinate's expression turned awkward. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned closer and whispered an explanation.

After hearing the details, the expressions on their faces changed slightly.

Would the Aurora Order Society specifically rescue these girls?

Celt sighed softly and asked.

... Then what is his identity? And why is Capim surrounded by extraordinary individuals protecting him?

The "Spellsinger of God" remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"I don't know either; we'll just have to investigate further."

MI9, the head of Celt, shrugged slightly.

The next day, early morning.

Inside the Earl Hall's luxurious villa in Empress Borough.

"Dad, why do you look so happy today?"

At breakfast, Audrey Hall noticed that her father was in a very good mood, so she asked him curiously. Her "Telepathist" instincts and her daughter's special talent made her realize that her father had a desire to express himself.

"Heh... Do you remember that Lower House Vadra Councilor used to criticize me? He's disappeared."

Earl Hall, with his beard, put down his newspaper and chuckled softly. He was handsome, though his protruding belly marred his good looks, but his immense wealth made up for it.

"Councilor -Vadra? That's the Councilor Lower House said that opening a bank is competing with the people for their interests? He's disappeared?"

"They say he's missing, but he's really dead."

Earl Hall chuckled and said, "And to die in that Capim villa, and witnessed by witnesses... now even his posthumous reputation will be completely ruined."

Who is Capim?

Audrey was gradually drawn into the event and asked a question out of genuine curiosity.

"A wealthy man who secretly engages in human trafficking... and some people have a good relationship with him."

Earl Hall chuckled, seemingly having long disapproved of certain things. "Vadra, Capim, and a whole bunch of guys having fun in the villa were all killed at the same time. The Imprisonment girls were released and escaped."

"I see... Although it was a bit extreme, it saved a lot of people..."

Hearing this, Audrey nodded, half in fear and half in agreement. But soon, she noticed something strange. "Wait a minute, Dad, if there are eyewitness accounts, why is the newspaper saying it's a missing person?"

"Because no body was found at the scene."

At this point, Earl Hall's smile faded slightly, and his eyes grew increasingly deep and unfathomable.

No body?

Audrey pondered those words carefully, her expression gradually becoming strange.

Many people were killed, but no bodies were left behind?

She initially wanted to press for more details and a more thorough account of what had happened, but by "reading" her father's status, she discovered that he was not yet aware of what had occurred. So she suppressed her curiosity and decided to ask her friend Kance Leerhsen, who worked for MI9, for the information.

Hmm, I could host a tea party and invite people who are interested in this, then guide the conversation towards the topic... that way, I can make myself seem less conspicuous...

Driven by her "Telepathist" instincts, Audrey quickly devised a way to smoothly obtain what she wanted.

So, who could have done this?

Luther is praying.

Holding a Ritual silver dagger, he created Wall of Spirituality in the living room and prayed aloud.

"The embodiment of spirit and number,"

"The origin of all knowledge,"

"Hidden Sage in the Wilderness!"

He was performing Ritual to establish a connection with that mad, evil god.

Soon, he sensed a pair of Indifference eyes appearing in the invisible sky, looking down at him.

Almost simultaneously, a massive amount of knowledge rushed into his mind. The vast and complex knowledge was almost tangible, trying to fill every crevice of his brain, making him feel the pain of his head about to burst!

"Whoosh--"

Luther immediately summoned the Tide, and the illusory sound of the waves resisted the Hidden Sage's frenzied indoctrination, allowing Luther to proceed with the next steps.

I pray for your strength.

"I pray to the Great Will that transcends the spirit,"

"I pray that you will bestow your power upon me, so that I may be freed from chaos."

He was praying to the Hidden Sage for power to break free from his madness. Because he had devoured a large number of human bodies, the remaining spirit within those bodies had a profound impact on him.