Several days later.
Green Forest Investigation Bureau.
Still wrapped in bandages, Percy limped into the Investigation Bureau, looking slightly dazed.
Though there were still quite a few agents in the bureau, many more familiar faces had vanished once again.
Percy's heart grew heavier by the moment.
"Captain... You're all right!"
A female member of the team passed by carrying a stack of files. The moment she saw Percy, her eyes lit up. "I heard about your condition from the physician before. I thought you... I thought you..."
She rubbed her eyes fiercely, her voice thick with tears.
"Don't worry. I'm all right now."
Percy comforted her gently.
Once the mental contamination had been healed, his physical injuries were nothing worth mentioning.
After greeting several other acquaintances, he made his way to Jacob Jones's office.
"Director!"
Percy stood at attention and saluted.
"Percy Anias... welcome back!" Jacob, whose temples were faintly streaked with gray, smiled. "Besides... you really are one lucky kid!"
Matters involving mental contamination were difficult to explain, but there had indeed been several cases of people regaining their clarity. It mainly depended on the individual.
After all, even the extraordinary physicians assigned specifically to the bureau found it difficult to draw firm conclusions.
"Actually... I came specifically to file a report about this."
Percy took a deep breath.
He held not the slightest loyalty toward the Invisible Cult. On the contrary, he loathed such secret societies and evil cults beyond measure!
Thus, without the slightest guilt or pressure, he reported the Invisible Cult!
"You're saying... a mysterious person came to see you at night and treated you? And he belongs to an organization called the Invisible Cult?"
Jacob's eyes instantly deepened. "I've never heard the name of this cult, but there have been far too many cases throughout