Devil's Bible

Chapter 342 Special Area
Since Rosalis is an important experimental subject, and being exposed to the raging winds of the Abyss of Breath is one of the conditions for forging materials.

Therefore, Rosalis must never have been truly 'ignored'.

If Rosali can be imprisoned in the Abyss of Breath and ensured not to die during the process, then there must be a decisive force within the prison capable of protecting her.

If the warden wasn't the person in front of him, then Nems would have more suspects.

But once he becomes the warden, based on Nems's assessment of him, such a person would absolutely not allow outsiders to interfere in his prison department at will.

A quick check of the records is all it takes to confirm that the warden is definitely not an unrelated person; he can only be an accomplice of the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, the problem now is that everything is based on feelings and reasoning.

However, even though Guilliman trusted Nemes in this matter, he couldn't forcefully side with Nemes and arrest the warden.

Even when faced with the warden's challenge and questions regarding Rosalind's situation, he could only temporarily choose to 'delay'.

After all, what's happening now seems like a Rashomon-like situation.

Nemes said the warden was at fault, while the warden questioned Nemes for letting 'prisoners' go free and for failing to supervise them.

In this situation, Nemes had no evidence, while the warden's charges did not require evidence.

So even though Killman roughly knew that the warden might have some problems, he could only postpone taking action due to procedural constraints.

And that was Guilliman's personal choice.

He advocated for an elite order, believing that ordinary people were a mob, but that while elites dominated the order, they themselves also needed to abide by it.

Even if doing so often seems foolish.

However, if we don't do this, then those 'pseudo-elites' will use this power recklessly, thereby trampling on order.

Therefore, Killieman could only complain and remain vigilant at this moment.

He complained that Nemus was not mature enough, his methods were not sophisticated enough, and he failed to discover the problem in time and stop Rosalind, thus falling into the enemy's trap.

The vigilance lies in one's own whereabouts.

He had actually gone to a certain area of ​​the cathedral, but he didn't want to rush out of that area without a care, so he was delayed for a while.

The lurking enemy was also very cunning; after Rosali ran away for a while, its presence mysteriously disappeared.

He was too far away to perceive the methods the other party was using.

"So... could it really be the Levin family?" Killieman couldn't help but be wary.

His whereabouts were kept strictly secret every day.

Anyone who can secretly know his whereabouts must be hiding a big secret within the church.

"Would they really cooperate with a fictional demon just for a single sinful soul?" Guilliman pondered at that moment.

The value of sinful souls is immense, and church members can also utilize them to achieve a breakthrough, thereby becoming special golden seeds.

But is it worth it for a great noble family to take this risk?

From the simplest perspective of benefits and risks, it doesn't seem worthwhile.

Keeleyman had been in power for nearly two hundred years, and he had seen far too many irrational nobles.

They naturally underestimate all risks and are capable of doing anything foolish.

"Perhaps it's only possible that some people in the family have such thoughts..." At this point, Killieman could only put aside his thoughts and not waste any more energy on those who were not thinking straight.

They sent the warden and Nemes away.

As they walked out of Killieman's office, Nems stared at the warden's somewhat obese figure and asked, "What is your purpose?"

“Young man, wait a little longer.” The warden pushed up his glasses, the reflection from the lenses obscuring his eyes.

"I can sense that you are also waiting. If I had met you sooner, I might have been able to endure it."

"But unfortunately, it's too late." After saying that, the warden got into his carriage and drove away.

It's a bit of a shame about Nems.

In a fleeting moment, his "same kind radar" was triggered, realizing that the warden, like Kru, could be considered one of his own.

Deep within them lies a desire that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And once this desire is confirmed, one gains astonishing ability to act.

If I had encountered this kind of person earlier, I might have gained another great general under my command.

However, it is precisely because they are of the same kind that...

Nems was fairly certain that if he tried to recruit the other party now that they had made up their minds to act, even if he revealed his true identity, the other party would absolutely not change their mind.

It's like, even if Nemus were given the chance to return to Earth with all his power, he would absolutely not choose it.

Even if he were to return to that 'magic-free' world with his incomplete divine essence, and become the only 'god' among nearly 10 billion people in that world, making success much easier, he would not change his will.

He has already decided on the path he is on and set his goals, so he will definitely walk on it firmly.

If he is like that, then so is the warden.

and so……

For those of the same kind who walk different paths, the best approach is to utterly destroy everything they have.

Nems glanced at the departing carriage.

Then turned and left.

It's almost certain that tomorrow's swordsmanship competition in the eastern suburbs will be the moment the opponent launches their attack.

The scale and intensity of the battle at that time will not be small.

I need to familiarize myself with the spells and at the same time find a way to slightly improve my physical fitness.

Otherwise, if their strength is insufficient and they reveal their true capabilities, they might have to silence everyone involved, which would be too embarrassing.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Sword Saint Nemus was also making final arrangements for the battle.

Their goal was very clear: to find the mastermind behind the scheme and eliminate them.

Then, take advantage of the opportunity to seize one of the other party's objectives for this trip—"the Sin Soul".

Then, they would seize the opportunity to get rid of those kind and lovely teammates from before.

Let them die a worthy death.

Arrange them one by one.

Time is passing by little by little.

Saint Nemes did not sleep that night, but instead met up with Agnelli and Emerald.

He led a group of men, disguised slightly, and headed to the eastern suburbs.

Furthermore, several days ago, many church members had already secretly infiltrated the eastern suburbs.

They were among the last group of people to infiltrate the area.

Meanwhile, in the eastern part of the city, there are also many clergy members on standby.

They would rush to the eastern suburbs as soon as the signal was given.

However, they will also guard against the enemy's attempt to lure them away from their base.

All we can say is that, so far, the church has made all the necessary preparations to deal with any potential turmoil.

(End of this chapter)