Does Miss Justice's words mean she's questioning Mr. Temperance?
Fors on the side couldn't help but be startled. Actually, she also knew about Mr. A still organizing gatherings.
Because her friend Xio Derecha had attended that gathering to provide protection for Miss Audrey.
Regarding this, The Magician Fors was somewhat puzzled, but she didn't have the courage to openly question a terrifying "Shepherd" in public.
"Oh, you mean that."
Silas looked up at her and said, "I was the one disguised as him. It was to collect information and uproot the Aurora Order in Backlund completely."
That person really was Mr. Temperance!
Audrey verified her own thoughts, her heart involuntarily excited.
"I see."
She maintained her calm as she spoke.
However, Mr. Temperance is truly terrifying.
Replacing the organization's leader and slowly hollowing out the entire organization... If I were an Aurora Order member in Backlund and suddenly discovered the truth, I'd definitely feel very desperate...
"Mm, the members have been cleaned up pretty thoroughly. 'Mr. A' can disappear from this world in a few more days."
Silas replied.
An Aurora Order Sequence 5 divine envoy was disposed of by him in such an understated tone...
The Hanged Man Alger took a deep breath.
He really wanted to ask how many people the other party had killed in this process, but wisely didn't say it.
Instead, he changed the topic. "There have been some strange occurrences at sea recently.
Native inhabitants on certain natural islands have disappeared, entire islands at a time. It's as if they were all taken away by someone."
People from the Southern Continent disappearing... Is it related to that matter?
Silas couldn't help but associate it with the human trafficking cases. He said to The Hanged Man Alger, "Keep an eye on this matter for me. If you have any leads, you can inform me."
"Alright."
Alger nodded slightly and asked everyone, "Has anything happened in Backlund recently?"
He spent long periods at sea and wasn't familiar with the situation in the capital.
There shouldn't be anything... except for a certain Aurora Order divine envoy being killed.
Audrey thought to herself.
Just as she was about to answer him that way, she saw Temperance turn his head and say, "Duke Negan was subjected to another assassination attempt. Does that count as big news?"
Huh?
Audrey froze.
"When did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"
After coming to her senses, she couldn't help but ask.
If such a major event had really occurred, the entire noble circle would probably have heard about it immediately!
"Just recently."
Silas answered, "A Sequence 5 'Desire Apostle' from the Demon sequence was hired by some organization to plan and carry out an assassination of Duke Negan.
However, the assassination ended before it even began. Even Duke Negan himself probably doesn't know about it."
"Desire Apostle"?
Sounds very evil...
Miss Justice Audrey thought to herself.
But very quickly, she discovered the contradictory part of Silas's words and asked strangely, "Since the assassination was stopped, how did you know about it?"
This doesn't make sense at all...
The others had the same confusion in their hearts. Only Klein, who had been present at the time, knew the reason.
"Because that demon ran into me while planning the assassination, and I killed him."
Silas replied casually.
"..."
Above the gray fog, a terrible silence fell once again.
Another Sequence 5... That's a Sequence 5!
Killing one just like that, and with such a casual tone. Does he think they're robins that can be found everywhere!
Even The Hanged Man Alger was somewhat speechless. He didn't even want to respond to this and could only let out a low "mm" to indicate he'd heard.
Forget about you all, even I find this somewhat absurd...
Klein thought to himself secretly.
This colleague of his had far surpassed him. He needed to work harder, advance as soon as possible, and become a Sequence 6 "Faceless."
After this, The Sun Derrick shared his current experiences in the City of Silver.
After the members of the previous exploration team to the True Creator's temple all went mad, the Chief had decided to personally lead a team there.
The exploration team members included him, and this time there was completely no way to decline.
The Hanged Man Alger still reminded him to be extra careful as always.
As someone who had suffered greatly from the True Creator's torment, Silas suggested he try to block his senses as much as possible.
And that lofty Fool only gave a profound two-word hint: flesh and ravings.
Additionally, Silas reminded him to quickly consider whether to deliver a message for him.
Thinking about having so many things to worry about afterward, The Sun Derrick felt quite troubled.
"Let's end it here for today."
Seeing that the exchange had more or less concluded, Klein spoke indifferently from behind the gray fog.
"Your will be done."
Everyone rose simultaneously and said to him.
Backlund, East Borough, Silas's residence.
"Whoosh..."
The crimson that obscured his vision flashed before Silas.
As his virtual personality returned to reality, it transmitted everything seen and heard up there into his mind.
The Hanged Man contacted the craftsman, and he needs the "Wind-blessed" formula and potion... The Sun is considering whether to help me ask the Chief... The Magician seems to have gained new channels...
Silas organized his memories while grooming the cat.
"Meow!"
Perhaps because he was lost in thought and used too much force, the black cat Luna let out a dissatisfied cry, escaped from his lap, jumped to the ground, and looked at him with reproachful eyes.
"Ah, sorry."
Silas said, trying to reach out to the cat again.
However, the other party only left him with a retreating back view of a raised tail.
"This tsundere creature..."
He could only shake his head.
Speaking of which, The Hanged Man also mentioned another matter, that islanders from the Southern Continent had experienced mass disappearances.
Perhaps this and the human trafficking cases both came from the same mastermind behind the scenes.
Silas increasingly felt that behind this case lay a terrible conspiracy that couldn't be revealed.
Even someone as powerful as the Queen couldn't know the true inside story.
And he had merely been grazed by the aftermath of the incident, yet suffered unimaginable trouble.
Unfortunately, Mr. A's brain had also been restricted, so there was no way to obtain more intelligence.
He thought with some regret.
If only he could obtain useful intelligence, letting Mr. A live a bit longer would be fine. At worst, he could switch to other torture methods...
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Queen's Borough, an unknown location.
"You still don't plan to help me?"
A beautiful lady asked softly, her tone somewhere between sulking and acting coquettishly.
She wore a white robe symbolizing purity, but with her inadvertent movements, the robe successfully accentuated her curvaceous figure.
Combined with her shy, delicate face, it made people unable to resist primitive impulses.
"..."
Ince Zangwill, with only one eye, silently looked at her. The quill in his hand tightened its grip by a few degrees.