Secrets: Priestess

Chapter 119 Forced to Become a True Informant

The carriage drove into an uninhabited house near the northwest suburbs.

Grellant, who was the first to get off the carriage, dug out the key from the pile of debris in the corner, opened the door, and introduced it to everyone, "This is a safe house I set up specifically for those who become Beyonders."

Claire followed him into the house, deeply impressed. This Viscount Gralint was truly foresighted...

Audrey walked last. After closing the door, she no longer suppressed her dissatisfaction and doubts. She said to Claire, "It's safe enough here... Ms. Galadilla, now that we're here, you should give us an explanation."

Facing everyone's silent gaze, Claire preparedly pulled out a bottle of potion that Soest had left for her.

Claire handed the potion to Gralint and said, "Viscount Gralint, drink this first. Otherwise, even if I explain, you may not believe me."

Looking at the azure potion in front of him, Grellant, who had been called out, folded his arms in fear and muttered in confusion, "What is this medicine for? I want to be a 'pharmacist', not a pharmacist..."

Claire glanced at the confused crowd and said, "You've all heard of the Aurora Society, right?"

Grellant, who always gathered news from the newspapers, nodded repeatedly and said, "An evil organization that frequently commits terrorist acts... I know this. This organization is a frequent subject in the newspapers."

Xio hesitated. "It seems to be a cult organization with extraordinary people, believing in and preaching their so-called Lord."

Fors listened in silence, leaning on Xio's shoulder. Her right hand fingers reached into the bracelet hidden by her left sleeve, as if she were playing with the dark green stone on the bracelet.

But in fact, he was ready to use magical items to escape from Claire at any time.

Audrey stared at Claire, activating her "mind reader" ability to observe Claire's emotions and state of mind, and said:

"I understand a little bit, Galadilla. You mean to say that the party organizer, Mr. A, is a member of the Aurora Society..."

Facing the crowd's wary and skeptical attitude, Claire swung the potion in her hand and smiled, "Yes. The Mr. A you're dealing with is not only a member of this dangerous organization, but also one of the twenty-two divine messengers of the Aurora Society and the regional director of their organization in Backlund."

Except for Audrey who was prepared, everyone else's expressions changed slightly.

Claire continued:
"This cult's envoy is skilled in a kind of evil magic that transforms people into flesh and blood bombs. Unfortunately, Viscount Grallint was chosen. This bottle is a purifying potion to eliminate this evil magic."

Claire smiled happily at Viscount Grallant and said, "Perhaps everyone wants to see Viscount Grallant explode into bloody flesh with a bang?"

As she said this, Claire threw the potion sealed in the glass bottle high into the air.

Grelint straightened up as his eyes followed the bottle of azure potion, but the lack of coordination in his limbs caused by his lazy life made it difficult for him to catch the glass bottle that fell from mid-air.

Just as the glass bottle was about to fall to the ground and shatter, Xio, who was standing nearby, rushed over and grabbed the bottle of medicine with nimble hands.

Grellint breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and took the potion from Xio.

But when he held the potion in his hand, although he was worried about Claire throwing away the potion bottle just now, he was still hesitant about drinking the potion of unknown origin.

Audrey sighed slowly and said calmly, "Glarint, drink. This woman has a bad temper, but... she's not a bad person."

Grellant swallowed hard and chose to believe Audrey. He tried to pry open the potion bottle, but failed.

As a doctor, Fors stepped forward tiredly and helped Grelint open the medicine bottle.

After helping, he stuck together with Xiu.

Claire saw Fors's little movements and knew that he was ready to run away with Xio at any moment.

Claire sighed inwardly and reminded him, "Friendly reminder, drinking this purification potion will cause vomiting. I suggest you find a container like a trash can."

Grallint obediently carried the potion to a brand new, unused wooden barrel in the corner. Seeing this, Claire walked in the opposite direction.

Audrey, who had been observing Claire, thought for a moment and followed her, moving away from Grallint.

Seeing this, Xio and Fors also moved.

Suddenly, everyone was quite far away from Greylin.

The man holding the Gralin noticed everyone's movements and was a little confused. He asked with a bitter face, "What are you all doing? I won't explode if I drink this potion..."

Claire smiled and reassured him, "No, it's just that the scene was a bit disgusting."

"Drink, Gralinte." Audrey said, and ran a little further, until she was not far from Claire.

Seeing this, Grellint's face became even more bitter. He looked at the potion in his hand hesitantly, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and drank it with his head tilted back.

The potion was like water and had no taste, but it gave Grelint a shock, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on him. Then, he suddenly felt nauseous and bent over to vomit violently.

With a vomiting sound, Grelint vomited out a pool of unknown liquid and a piece of sour, smelly and bloody thing.

Even though they were standing farther away, Audrey and the others could still see a small piece of bloody flesh in the center of the liquid, covered in dense black hairs...

It's really disgusting!
After vomiting, Grellint ran to the bathroom in discomfort and kept washing his mouth and face with water from the faucet.

Claire had no intention of letting this disgust everyone. She raised her hand and set the wooden barrel ablaze. Everyone saw that the black hair and flesh in the flames were actually moving with activity.

Eventually, it burned into black ash along with the wooden barrel in the high temperature flame.

"Is this the flesh bomb buried in Greylint?" After seeing the disgusting and weird scene just now, everyone now believed Claire's previous answer.

Claire shook her head and said, "That's like the 'bomb fuse'. Gralinte is the 'bomb'."

Grellint's face was pale as he walked back. However, after experiencing that nightmare, he smiled sincerely at Claire and said, "Thank you, beautiful lady. Are you...are you an official?"

Everyone present was either a Beyonder or had come into contact with someone Beyonder. Claire didn't need to abide by the confidentiality regulations and frankly admitted:

"I am a Beyonder who belongs to the Church of the Evernight Goddess."

"Mr. A and his attendants, who organized today's rally, were suspected of endangering the public and spreading a cult. They have all been eliminated and arrested. Other participants in the rally have also been taken to relevant locations for investigation."

Hearing this, Grellint couldn't help but blurt out: "Then why weren't we taken away?"

Audrey, looking slightly gloomy, muttered, "It seems we're officially registered as informants..."

Claire chuckled and said, "If the Beyonders of the Church hadn't brought a seal that could handle the situation, not only would your identities be exposed, you wouldn't even be able to save your lives."

After what had just happened, Grellint had now defected to Claire's side and nodded in agreement. "Miss Galadilla is right. Even if one pursues mystery, life is still more precious. But... can you tell us something about the mysterious side?"

Claire shrugged. "Alright, consider it my reward for being your informant. Whatever you want to know, as long as it's not something you're required to swear to keep secret, I can answer some of your questions accordingly."

Grellint spoke first: "For example, what is the seal you just mentioned?"

Sealed Artifact... When Audrey heard Grallint ask this question, an idea flashed in her mind:
Could this be a chance to find out about the priestess's remains? This Red Glove Captain once said that the priestess's remains would become a sealed object...

Thinking of this, Audrey temporarily suppressed her dissatisfaction with being "forced to be a real informant."

(End of this chapter)