Devil's Bible

Chapter 140 It's either windy or rainy
The bartender, who was about to reach out and take the gold coins, paused.

He looked Isabella up and down again.

"That thing is useless to you," the bartender then said. "Users have virtually no chance of reaching higher levels. They don't care, so why don't you?"

"I only use it for research," Isabella said, seizing the bartender's momentary lapse in judgment.

"In that case, whether something is brand new or doesn't make a difference to others, right?" the bartender said, then pointed to another street outside the tavern.

“There are street cleaners on that street, and their leader has that new thing.”

"If you capture him, you can naturally study him as well."

Then a plate of pan-fried fish was served and placed in front of Isabella.

While accepting the gold coins, he pushed the pan-fried fish in front of Isabella.

"This is the fish you wanted."

Isabella glanced at the bartender, then turned and left.

Please have some.

The other party's emotions are quite interesting; it's highly likely that this bartender has a disharmonious relationship with the fabricated agreement.

That's why he reacted so strongly after hearing Isabella vaguely mention the berserk accessories.

After all, under normal circumstances, Isabella's behavior perfectly fits the image of a witch who is curious about such things.

The other party was very wary of her, which is why they disregarded even some basic trading rules. A gold coin that could feed an average family for a year was exchanged for just a piece of ordinary pan-fried fish.

However, this is for the best, at least Isabella got the information she wanted.

"The street cleaner across the street."

The so-called "cleaners" are actually corpse collectors who abduct various marginalized people and then sell them.

In some particularly outrageous areas, they even run orphanages and nursing homes.

They use these places to keep humans like animals in captivity.

When the time is right, they will be harvested and sold.

The bartender watched Isabella leave, then a smile appeared on his face.

He shifted slightly, adjusted his glasses, and revealed Kru's appearance.

Lord Nemus values ​​Isabella highly, and as his capable assistant, he naturally wants to see Isabella's situation.

At the same time, Isabella and her group were acting far too cautiously, so he had to appear to slightly speed things up for them.

And using this, they entangled Isabella and the others in other matters.

There are indeed many members of the Fictitious Agreement among the Cleaners, but this organization now feels it has grown too powerful and is showing signs of wanting to form a separate organization and break away from the Fictitious Agreement framework.

The Lame Demon was indeed sent into the fictitious agreement by the Cleaners.

"Well then, good luck, Isabella," Kru thought to himself before leaving the tavern.

Isabella immediately called over others to share the information she had obtained.

The group then headed towards the street where the cleaner was located.

Isabella stopped the others from approaching and decided to sneak in herself.

In terms of stealth alone, paladins are much more agile, but they are not good at concealing their movements.

In that case, Isabella might as well do it herself.

With the help of magic, Isabella was able to approach a place completely silently.

Several spells were cast upon her, and Isabella immediately concealed her form and movements. In the process, she even used a sealing technique she had recently learned.

Sealing techniques are quite mysterious, requiring the use of the relationships between things.

It is a special spell that is difficult to learn and master.

Most sealing spells on the market are actually not very good.

It's called a seal, but it's actually more of a suppression.

Sealing techniques aim to lock up as many things as possible with minimal force, while suppression directly uses brute force to overpower.

The two are not on the same level.

Isabella seemed to vanish completely, and then she entered the alley called Clean Alley.

Many doors on both sides of the alley were ajar, and the alley was quiet.

The rooms on both sides are most likely where the cleaners live.

Anyone who accidentally wanders into this alley could be abducted into a room and then disappear from the public eye.

Isabella could even smell the stench of many corpses here, as body parts were being transported out every day.

Soon, Isabella found a slightly cleaner room.

As the saying goes, you'll find yourself disliking whatever profession you choose to work in.

After cleaning themselves, the scavengers, once they come ashore, often find themselves increasingly disgusted by the stench of death on their bodies.

Therefore, in such an environment, the place where one stands out from the crowd is often where the leader is located.

Sure enough, when Isabella arrived at the edge of the house, she focused her attention slightly on her ears, and her senses began to spread rapidly, with the sounds inside the room quickly entering her ears.

"I told you to go and cause trouble, but it's either windy or rainy, how many days has it been?!" Inside the room, someone was questioning him.

"Don't be so angry!" Another voice seemed quite helpless as well.

"There's really no other way."

“We had already found the right person, but that guy went crazy, became insatiable, and turned himself into a demon.”

“We were dealing with it when suddenly another guy next door started demonizing in front of the clergy.”

"We've received a notice from above that we all have to go into hiding for the time being, so we really don't have time to do anything for you."

"That's your own problem. You gave guarantees when you accepted the goods." The person who raised the question didn't care about any of that.

"You need to understand that you've secured your current position not just by fabricating agreements."

"You were incredibly bold when you wanted to break free from the fictitious agreement, but now you're so secretive and obedient to it?"

"Do you really think our family is someone to be trifled with?" The threat in that person's words grew stronger and stronger.

"You don't need to worry about that, envoy. I will handle things properly in the remaining time." The leader of the Scavengers' voice turned slightly cold at this moment.

"I hope you really have that ability!" As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and Isabella immediately held her breath and glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye.

Then she saw someone putting on a hood, and after a brief glance, Isabella memorized his face.

The face looked somewhat familiar, but Isabella couldn't quite place it at first.

Their attention gradually focused on the room.

As expected, the conversation inside the room did not end.

Another person who hadn't spoken before asked, "Boss, should we give chase...?"

(End of this chapter)