Separation

Sometimes, to cover up one lie, we need to tell more lies!

Sulu smiled and said meaningfully.

"So... you mean I should just tell you?" Sean's eyes widened.

"So... the most brilliant lie is to tell only the truth, 99% of the truth!" Sulu said, changing the subject.

"Oh, I see." Sean immediately understood and nodded. "Just as I expected... this is more like you."

"Ha ha..."

Sulu laughed and asked, "How have you been these past few years?"

"Sigh... Joining the Bureau 11 has meant running around everywhere. Ever since the existence of supernatural powers was made public, our missions have become more than ten times heavier. Fortunately, the number of new members has also increased significantly, and even I've become a veteran..."

Sean complained helplessly, "I work overtime every day, no holidays, and no raise... Okay, there was a slight increase, but it's still far from my dream of retirement."

"How old are you, and you're already thinking about retirement?"

Sulu rolled his eyes. "But you're already a [Necromancer]?"

This progress still surprised him somewhat; it was comparable to the geniuses of major powers.

"Yes, I seem to have a real talent for [the Doom-Bringer], and I met the requirements for promotion in no time..." This also led to his 'notoriety' within the Bureau 11, but Sean certainly wouldn't say that, "Actually, I've even completely mastered Necro-Spirit, but unfortunately, there aren't any fourth-tier clues for that path within the Division..."

"Cough cough..."

Just then, Sulu coughed a few times, and his face turned bright red.

"Are you alright?" Sean asked quickly.

"It's nothing, just some lingering curses, maybe even some bad luck..." Sulu shook his head.

Bolong was, after all, a fifth-tier professional, and although he endured the curse himself, he was still slightly affected.

However, the essence of the fifth order is rapidly eroding these.

"I'm quite clear about the fourth tier of this path... Its name is [Doctor of Lost Souls], and it requires you to have contact with at least the first layer of the Spirit World and understand the characteristics of many Necro-Spirit, in preparation for enslaving them..."

"And its fifth tier is the [King of Necro-Spirits] Bolong that you just saw, while the sixth tier is the [Emperor of Doom]. I only know the names of these two professions, not their specifics, but you can use this clue to search for them later..."

Sulu recounted his gains from the Dragon World.

"[Emperor of Doom], Emperor? I like that title..." Sean stroked his chin, a lewd look on his pointed, monkey-faced features, as if he were thinking of something.

"By the way, what exactly happened to the misfortune that's been plaguing you?" Sulu thought of a question.

"I don't know either..." Sean spread his hands, his face full of helplessness. "It seems to be an innate talent that slowly awakened after I graduated..."

In fact, apart from the Church of the Goddess of Light in Nia City, which was being corrupted at the top and was only going through the motions, Sean also found many genuine bishops of light.

Unfortunately, there's nothing that can be done about this innate misfortune.

"So... I should thank your roommate for not killing me back then?" Sulu asked with a strange expression.

After teaching Sean about the profession of [Doctor of Lost Souls], he took his leave.

There is a lot to do on both sides.

He had to clean up the mess Beatrice had made, while Sean had to go back to write a report. The Bureau 11 might also take the opportunity to launch a raid to wipe out the Death Cultist hiding in the Emerald Great Forest.

If we don't part ways, are we supposed to stay for a class reunion?

Sulu, clutching Beatrice, vanished once more.

"Hey..." Sean stretched out his hand, somewhat helplessly, and muttered under his breath, "I was hoping to hitch a ride, but just like before, he ignores his buddies as soon as he hears about a pretty girl going on a date..."

"Where... is this?"

After Spirit World Travel, Beatrice found herself in a huge, secret room.

The ground was marked with arrays and rituals, emanating the aromas of various herbs and spices.

"Green Tree Castle City!"

Sulu stood in front of her, staring at the girl who looked like a porcelain doll.

It must be said that after undergoing several extraordinary Baptism, this female student has become even more beautiful.

'Does this mean female professionals receive a charm attribute bonus for promotion?'

Sulu silently complained to himself.

After staring at him for a long time, he spoke with a complicated expression, "I'm sorry about what happened before..."

The real Beatrice should actually be dead, both physiologically and mystoriographically.

The remaining ' Beatrice ' is merely a consciousness born from a corpse. Even though it possesses all of Beatrice's memories, it is still different from the original owner.

Back then, I was just an ordinary person, completely unable to fight against the [Shadow Binder].

"Are you apologizing for this body's previous death? No... I should thank you... Death is the ultimate destination of everything," Beatrice replied in a sweet voice.

She did it on purpose.

Superhumans are prone to losing control, especially at higher levels. Although these words certainly won't do anything to Sulu, they might become a thorn in his side, which could suddenly erupt when he advances in rank!

No... it's not with you.

Sulu shook his head. With his mental fortitude, how could he possibly care about such things?

"Alright... Next, I will do my best to eradicate this personality of yours!"

Other Legendary Professional would basically be unable to do this, but Sulu is different. He was originally Beatrice's 'master', and with some rituals he saw in the Holy Scripture of Death, there is currently no one in the entire world who knows the legend of the President of the Black Death Society better than the Black Death Society's president.

If it can't be cleaned off, then it has to be destroyed.

In any case, we must eliminate this threat before Beatrice grows into an indescribable 'terror'!

"You..."

A look of terror crossed Beatrice's eyes as she prepared to pray to Lady Moon.

"In the name of my master, I command you: you shall not utter a word, nor pray!"

As Sulu casually remarked, Pentagram magic circle appeared on Beatrice's forehead.

"Now, stand in the center of the ceremony and cooperate with my actions!"

He continued, watching Beatrice walk to the center of the ceremony and obediently lie down.

Seeing this, Sulu lit candles and burned incense.

Erasing a person's personality is easy, but removing the influence of Lady Moon is extremely difficult.

If he is not a master of the Spirit World and spirits, and is also proficient in the Holy Scripture of Death, then his only option is to destroy Beatrice.

Waaah!

A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the sealed room.

"In the name of... Sulu Potter!"

Sulu's Inspiration surged, and a spiritual chant resounded. "I command you... to Soul Projection!"

Beatrice's eyes rolled back instantly, and a bewildered spirit appeared.

It is covered with all sorts of colors.

One of the glimmers of moonlight is Sulu's target!