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

"Even many races that do not belong to this world possess powerful weapons that are comparable to extraordinary abilities."

Evan nodded: "Yes, I know that."

Hill's golden eyes gleamed with ambition: "The sanatorium is relatively peaceful now, but it could be attacked any day."

"So for many years, the witches inside the sanatorium have been making various contacts and developing their own factions."

"At the same time, the distribution of power in the entire sanatorium is also directly related to the influence behind it."

"At my current level, I have no way to access any resources or authority of the sanatorium."

"Since you have connections in this area, I feel I can consider the ghoul faction as a potential partner."

"This way, I can be served quickly inside the sanatorium."

Evan nodded and said, "Okay, then you can call me next time you go, and we can go together. I'll take care of things for you!"

Hill nodded, sat up, and started combing her silver-white hair into a high ponytail while slowly putting on her tattered clothes.

“I should send you back to the material world; your spirituality is on the verge of collapse.”

"Normal humans cannot regain their spirituality in dreamlike states."

Evan leaned against the bed, gazing admiringly at Hill's flawless, white body, draped in that dignified and reserved robe, his eyes filled with enjoyment.

"By the way, dear senior sister, the Witch of Misfortune is dead, so who will inherit her position?"

As Hill straightened the lace trim on her clothes, she said, "The witch's position is not fixed, but the ritual to bind the witch is."

"This ritual is similar to an automated program that, after a witch dies, selects the next person with witch potential based on all the targets who have performed this ritual."

"Given the influence of the Witch of Misfortune in the material world, I feel that a new witch should be born in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Evan's eyes lit up as he recalled Aiden, who longed to see the witch every day at the dock.

"This seems like a good favor!"

"If this kid becomes a witch... it would be like finding a potential partner for my good senior sister here."

Hill quickly got dressed, and after a brief farewell, Ivan was soon released from the dream world following the ritual.

When Evan suddenly woke up from his dream, he did not feel physical fatigue, but mainly mental fatigue.

It felt like I hadn't slept for three or four days and had to force my eyes open.

That instinct to just want to sleep left Ivan with little ability to discern.

His eyes, full of hemangiomas, swept around, and when he saw the familiar Miller, Edward, and Herbert, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

Where is this?

Miller immediately raised his hand and placed it on Evan.

Then Ivan saw some ten-dollar bills slowly burning in front of him.

Soon, a gentle force was injected into his back, and the feeling of extreme fatigue was instantly relieved.

Miller smiled gently: "Let me reintroduce myself, Miller Delano Rolf, a master financier."

"A master-level... financier!?"

Although Evan had met Miller many times, this was the first time he had learned about Miller's strength and profession.

However, due to his poor mental state, he was somewhat disoriented.

At that moment, accompanied by a surge of darkness, Vic appeared silently beside them.

He looked at the weakened Ivan and immediately asked with concern, "Arkham, are you alright? What happened next?"

"How did Mr. Sap die!?"

Hearing these seemingly casual yet profound words, Ivan, who had been somewhat confused, barely came to his senses.

“I…don’t know,” Evan said weakly.

Miller, who was about to stop him, gave Ivan a thumbs-up after hearing his answer.

Vic, of course, was not giving up and hurriedly asked, "Then what's wrong with you? Were you attacked by someone?"

Evan said in a hoarse voice, "I was attacked by Klaus. He was the one who tampered with things and dragged me into that horrific sacrificial space."

"Then... I saw several giants fighting, followed by a violent explosion, and I was attacked by Klaus..."

"After that, I was rescued by the witch."

Hearing these fragmented words, a hint of resentment appeared in Vic's eyes.

He turned to look at Miller standing to the side, wanting to quickly step forward and continue asking questions.

Miller casually waved his hand, blocking it a meter away.

"Captain Vic, Arkham is very weak right now and he needs to rest."

"If you have any questions, you can ask them properly after Arkham has rested."

Miller still wore that gentle and approachable smile, but Vic dared not underestimate this young man.

After a brief silence of two seconds, Vic said gently, "You've worked hard this time, go back and get some rest!"

Vic wasn't sure if Evan was telling the truth.

He had already received messages from various sources.

Although Sap died in this operation, the overall outcome was not perfect for them.

The leaders of both the noble and church factions suffered heavy losses, and their overall combat strength is only 20% of what it was before. It will take at least several decades to recover.

The explosion was so terrifying that it killed almost all the spies and representatives of various factions planted around the area.

What happened after the explosion caused by that clash of powers remains unknown.

At least for now, no one admits that they survived the explosion.

Vic already knew about Ivan's situation from his informants, including the interaction between Ivan and the madman Dick from Xinxiang.

One person fries an egg, another feeds a cat, and then, quite surprisingly, he uses his buttocks to absorb various fragments of holy son power in an abstract way.

Later, when Byron tried to take Evan away, he was indeed attacked by Klaus.

At the same time, those people did indeed detect traces of the witch.

Vic has also basically confirmed through his channels who the witch is: Hill Adolph, the witcher who had completely disappeared before.

As Miller and the other two led Ivan into the carriage outside, Vic's expression was a mixture of emotions.

The wheels rolled over the snow and mud of the night, slowly driving into the thick darkness that the dim gaslight could not penetrate, and soon disappeared around the street corner.

"Isn't Armitage meddling a bit too much?!"

Ivan was indeed important to him, but the aftermath and truth of that earth-shattering battle were even more important to him.

If Miller hadn't stopped him, Vic had planned to take advantage of Evan's weakened state and use forceful methods to extract information from his memories.

This is why he chose their special operations team's base as the location for the ceremony.

Because all the facilities here are very complete, if someone wants to hide something, he can turn around and take them into the interrogation room.

But it's clear that Armitage is on a higher level than Vic.

Although Armitage did not come directly, the person he sent was quite influential.

Miller Delano Rolf.

Vic was well aware of the immense power wielded by the Rolf family.

"However, judging from this guy's usual behavior, what he just said should not be a lie."

Vic recalled Ivan's usual way of doing things.

"This guy isn't a purebred Bloodthirsty Beast."

"Those who are not bloodthirsty will not be immortal, and their entire self-healing ability will be greatly reduced."

"There's no way this guy could have survived that explosion!"

"After all, many masters died there."

With that in mind, Vic changed his mindset: "Just report it normally, there's no need to worry about so many complicated things."

"It is the judges who have a lifespan limit, not me."

"There's no need to please both sides and end up smelling like urine!"

Evan is now considered one of his most capable subordinates.

With the end of this battle, Vic discovered that Ivan wasn't the only capable one.

The Witchers of the Rhine faction seem to have made some new progress.

He had already seen that Richard and the other two had taken the intermediate-level potion, but there were no obvious side effects.

"It seems they've improved upon their previous potions."

"Unexpectedly, this faction, after declining to the end, has rebounded from its lowest point."

With those thoughts in mind, Vic transformed into darkness and vanished.

P.S.: Without monthly passes to back it up, proofreading anchor points is not safe.

Chapter 231: Dismantling the Sap Group, the Judge's Ruthless Methods (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Miller drove the carriage, escorting Evan all the way to Guding Street.

By the time they reached Guding Street, the fighting there was nearing its end.

Although those elite bodyguards in three-piece suits looked fierce.

However, after fighting to the death for so long, only a dozen or so people were injured, and not a single person died.

It's obvious that the leader isn't stupid.

So many vampires who secretly infiltrated have all disappeared without a trace, which shows that the defenses on the supernatural side inside are extremely tight.

Even if they manage to break through like this, it won't end well.

Although the gang of thugs from the Gus gang were all injured to varying degrees, Gus was still considered a competent leader.