I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Ivan's heart skipped a beat: "Is the church taking charge of this themselves?"

Ryan shook his head: "The scope is still too large, and the church doesn't have enough manpower."

"This operation was mainly a joint enforcement effort between the church and the special operations team."

"The main objective is to eliminate those who are associated with this group of ghouls and remove any unknown threats."

Ivan responded with an "oh," as if he still remembered the promise he had made to the Letos.

However, now that they are conducting joint law enforcement with the special operations team, he has room to maneuver.

Just as the two were chatting, Morales came over: "Arkham, the tram is almost here, time to go to medical school."

Evan nodded and patted Ryan on the sturdy shoulder: "Let's have dinner together sometime, it's on me."

Ryan forced a smile: "I really envy you! You're able to do your internship at medical school so early."

Ivan laughed and said, "You're a big shot in the church now, why would you envy my status?"

Ryan scratched his head: "That's right, I should go to class, I have other work to do tonight."

Meanwhile, on their way to the medical school to help...

In the interrogation room of the Special Operations Unit at the Bolton City Police Department.

The ghoul wizard, whose limbs had been broken, was now strapped to an electric chair with lifeless eyes.

The metal chair was surrounded by a large number of complex copper rings and wires.

These wires are buried directly in the ground, connecting with the various runes painted on the surrounding walls and ceiling.

The room is not large, only about nine square meters.

There were no special objects, blood, or remains.

But the moment you step into the room, you can feel a strong sense of gloom and an overwhelming sense of fear.

This room is arguably the most feared place for all cult members.

However, today, something went wrong in this most terrifying place.

The ghoul wizard remained motionless, his eyes still empty.

But in front of it, the tree spirit that had previously stood upside down in the office, resembling a middle-aged policeman, was now pale and trembling.

Vic shielded it behind him, and the shadow beneath him seemed to come alive as it examined the tree spirit, breathing a sigh of relief once it confirmed that it was not infected.

“What happened, Allen?”

Alan Soker, interrogation expert for the Special Operations Team.

Tree spirits, with their powerful senses and various bizarre and mischievous abilities, have always been exceptional in investigation and interrogation.

Over the course of several years, Allen has interrogated hundreds of people.

Almost no one can last more than ten minutes under his control.

With the help of the magic array and runes in this room, they can get whatever they want from the questions.

Take old Alcott for example, that guy didn't even last three minutes before he was completely drained.

Allen's voice trembled: "There's a trap! The shadow of a superior has been buried in this guy's memory."

"I was tricked when I was filtering my memories."

"Moreover, the moment that shadow sensed me, it completely shattered this guy's memories."

"Damn ghouls!"

Allen couldn't help but curse.

His spirituality was severely damaged by using his expert status to spy on those in power.

It will take at least three days to recover.

Vic's face darkened; he could roughly guess that this was Klaus's doing.

At this point, the ghoul wizard had lost all his memories and had completely fallen into a state of madness.

Aside from the remaining monster materials on his body, he had no other value.

"You cunning old bastard!" Vic was unusually angry.

"It seems we should focus on Arkham from now on."

……

5:30 p.m.

After completing his work at the hospital, Evan didn't even need to take the tram; he walked briskly to the Clock Tower Hospital of the Healing Church.

After showing the armband of a specially invited expert from the special operations team and being examined by the old priest who looked to be at least sixty years old, Evan easily entered the hospital.

Using their previous memories, they quickly located Richard, who was recuperating.

As soon as I entered the spacious ward, I heard Richard's hearty laughter coming from the bed on my left.

Evan turned his head and saw Richard, dressed in a white hospital gown, standing on the ground stretching his body and chatting with two other unfamiliar witchers.

"I must say, water ghosts are indeed very troublesome in the water," Richard sighed.

"But what I hate most are those trolls who are good at jumping."

"Once I caught a troll in the mountains."

"This guy suddenly jumped, and I jumped after him, only to find a one-meter-deep pit in front of me, which broke my leg."

The male and female witchers opposite them couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“Mr. Richard! It’s not your fault. We’ve heard about your demon-hunting form back in Worcester.”

The female witcher standing nearby covered her mouth and said, "But I have to say, it's still quite surprising that someone broke their leg from a fall of just one meter."

Evan walked over familiarly and said, "Senior brother, it seems you've recovered quite well?"

Richard turned around happily and strode over to give Evan a big bear hug.

After spending a day in the hospital, the smell of cheap whiskey and tobacco on Richard was completely covered by the smell of disinfectant.

"Good brother! You've finally arrived."

As he spoke, he pulled Evan over and strode over to introduce him: "This is our junior brother in this branch, Evan Arkham."

"We were able to be saved this time, and more than 70% of the credit goes to Arkham."

A male and a female witcher immediately walked over with happy expressions, their faces full of excitement and gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Arkham! We've both heard about what happened."

"If it weren't for your help, we would probably be dead there already."

After they woke up, they learned about what had happened from Erlong.

Due to the urgency of the situation, it was Ivan who ultimately rescued the two of them separately.

Evan grinned and said, "It was just a small favor. We're all brothers, no need to be so polite."

Richard laughed heartily, "See? I told you Arkham was a very generous man."

“Let me introduce you to Arkham. This gentleman can be called Ryan, and this lady is named Leqi.”

"They are a brother and sister from Worcester."

"Raine is an expert-level demon hunter, and Leqi is about to become an expert as well."

Ivan grinned and said, "It's an honor to meet you both."

After that came the usual small talk and the two expressing their sincere gratitude.

Thanks to Ivan's sunny, outgoing, and naturally sociable personality, the two quickly struck up a conversation.

From their conversation, Ivan knew that these two witchers were also having a very difficult time.

They were born in Worcester, about forty miles from here.

Both of them belong to the Darren lineage of Witchers.

This is a faction of witchers who specialize in dealing with aquatic monsters.

They are relatively weak in ground combat, but thrive in water.

Unfortunately, their lineage of witchers is not very good, and now only the brother and sister remain.

Since there haven't been many water-type monsters lately, the two originally planned to go out to sea on a ship and find a job as escorts.

But their parents are still alive and in poor health, so they plan to wait until their parents pass away before going to sea.

If they don't go to sea, they won't find any work.

Having reached a point where survival was becoming increasingly difficult, the two were forced to join an organization called the Alchemy School, becoming two extraordinary test subjects.

Its nature is similar to what Evan is doing now.

It involves conducting trials of various magical potions for research institutions, reporting on the effects and side effects, and then making relevant improvements.

After taking the medicine several times, they were sent to Bolton by the alchemy school.

They said there was a lucrative job here, but when they got there they were ambushed by a group of ghouls.

According to their description, the two siblings were likely captured three days earlier than Richard.

Over the past three days, the ghouls have fed them a lot of nutrition and then continued to bleed them.

Due to the special toxins in their bodies and bone marrow parasites, they had almost no chance to resist and were constantly bleeding in a daze.

They didn't even know when Richard had been brought there.

Evan sighed, "It seems everyone has it tough."

Ryan sighed, "Yes! Times are changing too fast these days."

“Previously, we were able to help some chambers of commerce or car fleets on the outskirts of the city with some water-related issues.”

"Now that there are trains, such jobs have been greatly reduced."

"In addition, various large merchant guilds have started to employ some full-time demon hunters, so we can't get good jobs here."

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