Miss Xiangwei promised Ethan that no matter who becomes the God-chosen between him and Lindong, they have the power to arrange for the investigator to leave.
Her doubts deepened, Miss Xiangwei returned to the mansion and climbed up the stairs to the door of the innermost room. No light shone through the door gap, which meant the investigator hadn’t turned on the light. She masked her footsteps all the way and paused for a moment, then heard noises from inside.
It sounded like scratching, very soft and intermittent.
"Come in, Miss Xiangwei."
The investigator’s tone changed, no longer fearful or trembling. His voice seemed to overlap with something chaotic.
The door wasn’t locked, and there was a faint scent of blood in the room.
The investigator was sitting on the bed with his back to her, his hands continuously scratching his face. He seemed extremely itchy, unbearably so.
This indicated that the original owner of the body was rejecting it.
The possessing demon needs an invitation from the body’s owner, whether through coercion or trickery, it must follow rules. If they forcibly occupy someone’s body, symptoms like these appear.
"Your acting was good enough to fool Ethan."
The investigator turned around, and Miss Xiangwei saw a pair of red eyes without whites, another symptom of demonic possession. Unlike believers, demons are creations of Sincaro’s own hands, and possess extraordinarily high intelligence, even smarter than humans.
Of course, according to the Empire’s descriptions, demons are synonymous with deceit and cunning, always taking everything from people through schemes, leading to their homes and families being destroyed.
"Perhaps I genuinely got scared?"
The investigator’s mouth seemed to be suspended by an invisible thread, rigidly pulled upwards, "Wilson never once mentioned that what he’d have me deal with were such things, damn it—oh, he’s dead already."
The investigator’s face was covered in blood scars, his nails had torn his skin, leaving several marks.
"As for you, Miss Xiangwei, it seems we are kindred spirits."
"That depends on your attitude."
"Of course... Let’s start with Wilson’s plan—a sealing array, specifically researched to target Elemental Shapers and Magicians. Well, I’ll reveal another secret: our father is particularly keen on Magicians, creating many methods specifically to counter them."
"Because He was betrayed, the Magicians worship the God of Trickery, but he was once the master’s believer, the most favored one."
Miss Xiangwei’s answer surprised the "investigator," "Did that person tell you?"
Miss Xiangwei did not plan to answer directly, instead asked, "So, your magic failed?"
"It can hardly be called a failure. That human never used magic, seemingly never intending to use magic at all from the beginning."
The "investigator" stiffly furrowed his brow, having witnessed the whole process from the sideline. Wilson’s death seemed like he was directly hit by some slicing type of magic. He felt the gathered wind element.
If forced to describe it, this was more like the actions of the wind element.
He had seen many powerful Elemental Shapers who needed spells to drive Elemental Elves, and dealing with them was not difficult, merely severing their connection with the Elemental Elves is enough to render any strong magic power futile.
Wilson had been busy for more than a month under its guidance for this array, yet in the end, he was met with such a result.
They assumed Ethan was an exceptionally powerful Saint, but now it seems this judgment was completely off.
It spoke its observation result, "It was Wilson’s actions that displeased the wind element."
"Are you saying he was eliminated by the Elemental Elves?"
"Miss Xiangwei, things aren’t as simple as you imagine. They are very ancient existences. When Father and them first descended, these natural elements had already appeared. Being disliked by them is absolutely dreadful."
It paused and summarized, "That would be no different than being hated by the world itself, truly unlucky to the point of choking on water."
However, this indirectly pointed out a problem.
Wilson got tricked by Ethan, perhaps everyone got deceived by Ethan.
Mistakenly thinking he was an Elemental Shaper, treating him as a human mastering powerful Elemental Magic, but in reality, they were facing some entirely unknown existence.
"I mean, even Father doesn’t know what that thing truly is."
Every word spoken by the "investigator" landed like a hammer on Miss Xiangwei’s heart. In fact, she had made the same "mistake."
And this demon attached to the investigator was truly taking up the Reception Bureau’s role, trying to understand a lifeform they had never seen, not knowing its background.
"Isn’t that why it’s interesting? Father is quite fascinated by this strange entity now, eager to meet him."
The "investigator" said, "That’s why He is satisfied with your actions, you really don’t have to fear anymore."
"Then what’s your purpose?"
Miss Xiangwei certainly wouldn’t relax so easily.
She knows demons, every time they appear, they come with a strong purpose, never giving up until achieving their goal. As the "investigator" spoke, she was also secretly assessing his intentions. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novᴇlfire.net
Was it Wilson who summoned him, or the master who dispatched it here?