Forest

Sulu quickly put the matter of Orchi and the company out of his mind.

This was just a small act of revenge, and also a way to prepare an industry for myself, fulfilling my dream of becoming a tycoon during the time I first transmigrated. It was just a whim of my own.

"How's the intelligence gathering going regarding the Black Death Society?"

He stared at Slayden and asked with concern.

After his return, Rhode and Beatrice became his main focus.

Now that I've joined Green Tree Castle, I'll naturally ask them to use their energy to investigate.

He had seen the Lady Moon's Death Holy Scripture in the Dragon World and was very familiar with the Black Death Society's organization, beliefs, and rituals.

After revealing sufficient intelligence, Green Tree Castle indeed made significant gains.

"I'm sorry... our manpower can only trace him back to the time of the large-scale manhunt in Harris City; Mr. Rhode seems to have disappeared after that..."

"Based on the clues you provided, we have captured quite a few Death Cultist and obtained some intelligence."

Slayden bowed and said, "Their mysterious ' Saintess ' seems to have been wandering around the Emerald Great Forest lately..."

"The Emerald Great Forest?"

Sulu muttered to himself.

Sure enough, after he blatantly betrayed the information in the Death Holy Scripture, the Black Death Society was the first to receive the news.

Although the organizations in the two worlds are certainly different, some formation arrangements, believers' hobbies, and even specific behavioral patterns and professional weaknesses are basically the same.

At this point, Sulu was practically a high-ranking member of the Black Death Society who had defected, which would naturally lead to a lot of clues.

It is conceivable that the Black Death Society's operations in the Federation will suffer a major blow.

No matter how many times he saw it, Slayden Walter ' eyelids still twitched as he watched Sulu disappear right before his eyes.

He left the White Tower, politely responding to the greetings from the Inner Circle members, and arrived at a laboratory.

"Come in!"

As soon as I stood in front of the door, a deep, resonant voice rang out, and the silver-white metal door opened automatically, as if flowing liquid.

Slayden entered and saw a laboratory with a pure white background, where numerous metal hands assisted in conducting various experiments.

Some of them were holding beakers, brewing potions, while others were operating machines; everything was both contradictory and perfectly harmonious.

At the heart of the laboratory was Chief Dunstan.

"Your Mightiness!"

Slayden bowed slightly. "Lord Sulu has departed for the Emerald Great Forest..."

"It seems he really does have a grudge against the Black Death Society, he's unwilling to wait even a moment... Is it because of that Ms. Beatrice...?"

Before Dunstan, two suspended silver hands opened a file.

The very first photo is of Beatrice!

However, the person in the photo looks quite young, so it was probably taken when they had just entered St. George University.

--Although Sulu was invited to become an ' Honorary Councilor,' Green Tree Castle should investigate this young legend thoroughly, both morally and logically.

Sulu's background is quite simple: he comes from the Potter Portley Family Witch Hunter, his parents and brother are all missing, he graduated from St. George University, even his roommate is Sean, and he currently works for the Bureau 11.

Regarding the question of why this girl, Beatrice, became the Black Death Society's Saintess, the analysis department has several guesses...

Slayden reported expressionlessly, "It may be related to Lord Sulu."

"Hehe... Young people always make small mistakes, as long as they're not big ones..."

Dunstan said with a smile.

Green Tree Castle is a relatively neutral academic institution; as long as its members are not followers of Evil God, everything is fine.

"Combating the Black Death Society is an action that leans towards justice and the Federation, and should be supported."

He waved for Slayden to leave.

From the shadows beside him, Siso's figure slowly emerged. "Although we've used some methods to confirm that the other party isn't a follower of the Evil God god, you still seem a little uneasy."

"Of course, after all... the path of a [Medium] is deeply intertwined with Demon..."

Dunstan smiled wryly, "Or rather... any path related to the Spirit World is easily linked to various beings, most of whom are Evil God."

"Even if they're fine now, they could easily lose control if they encounter some setback or a low point in their lives..."

"So... the real core secrets still won't be revealed to that Honorary Councilor, and it's good that he took the initiative to attack the Black Death Society..." Siso chuckled, "Next time, we'll have him join the fight against the Ancient Serpent Society. Let him prove himself."

Powerful forces that recruit such experts, after enjoying the benefits, naturally have to bear the responsibilities and obligations!

Only by constantly launching attacks and fighting tooth and nail with opposing forces can one truly be accepted by one's own power; this is a necessary process.

Emerald Great Forest.

Located in Spring State, in the central Federation, it is a primeval forest, where various mysterious legends have been passed down since the Dawn of Gods.

Some have claimed to have seen terrifying Werewolf there, and there have been occasional reports of attacks on local residents.

The Federation has issued warnings to nearby residents, but to no avail!

Such a large forest cannot possibly be completely enclosed with barbed wire.

Moreover, the Federation is full of fearless hunters and explorers; the number of missing persons reports near the Emerald Great Forest each year could fill the police department's archives!

Even so, after the existence of professionals was made public, more adventurers and explorers, and even those who called themselves 'explorers,' flocked to the area, causing great distress to the nearby police officers.

Deep in the forest.

Two agile agents in mountaineering gear are examining a paw print on the ground.

"It's Werewolf!"

One of the taller men affirmed, gripping the revolver handle at his waist.

"Hey...man, relax. As my partner, Sean, you don't need to be so tense...I've done Werewolf ecology surveys many times."

Sean still has that roguish look, but it seems he's been promoted and is currently mentoring new people.

"Yes, sir!"

Although the tall man was physically imposing, he seemed rather timid, and his voice betrayed his nervousness.

In his heart, he lamented how unlucky he must have been to be assigned to this officer who was known for his bad luck.

"Paul, didn't I tell you?"

Sean, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, said, "There are many kinds of Werewolf. As long as they're not the particularly insane type, they won't attack you unless you show hostility. As for me! Last month, I even rescued a big dog. It's very friendly, it's my friend, and it often comes to visit me."

The two continued forward, and soon they came across a Werewolf.

The creature stood upright, its body covered in black fur, its wolf head bared its teeth, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on its sharp fangs.

"Huh? A big dog?"

Sean paused for a moment, then his face lit up with surprise. "It's the Werewolf I rescued before. It's very friendly. Come on, I'll take you to pet it!"

"Sir?"

Paul, with a pained expression, put down his weapon and followed Sean forward.

As expected of the Wisdom species that the commander had saved, the Werewolf did not attack.

Seeing this, he felt much more relaxed and even felt a strong urge to reach out and touch the other person's furry neck, though he would have to stand on tiptoe.

"Huh?"

Just as he was getting closer, Sean suddenly stopped. "No... no... I... I think I've mistaken a wolf for someone else!"