Lord of Mysteries: Taiyi

Chapter 157 White Ghost

Chapter 157 White Ghost

Because of the curse, Kurt went up to Black Peak and, after divination, discovered that the bat girl indeed posed no danger to him.

Kurt added a layer of holy sunlight to the drawer, then sealed the tightly bound bat inside.

He went out intending to meet up with Hugh and Fors, and then go find Qilingus.

In the original story, Zellingus isn't actually caught by Fors and Hugh until next week, at Darkholm's house. Darkholm, however, is tracked down by Zellingus while investigating the matter, and ultimately dies at Zellingus's hands.

However, what Kurt did in Backlund has already caused a riot in the Truth Society, which led to the entire Backlund being turned upside down in the past two days—Zilingus is very likely not hiding in the original place, which means that Fors and Hugh may run into each other earlier than expected.

Kurt happened to be spending another night with Fors and Hugh the next day, so he decided to protect them for two days and see if the strange aggregation on his body that specifically attracts other pathways would work, allowing him to "mold" some of the properties on the shepherd's gloves.

After putting on his top hat, Kurt left the watch shop again, leaving a note saying that dinner didn't need to be prepared.

They boarded a horse-drawn carriage bound for the Hydell department store in the Joewood district.

After some time, Kurt saw Fors looking languid and Hugh, whose demeanor had changed.

After paying the 1 sule fare, Kurt smiled and stepped forward to greet them: "Good afternoon, ladies."

Hugh stood up from the bench with great enthusiasm and said happily, "Good afternoon, Mr. Kurt! I've successfully advanced to Sequence Eight!"

Fors also stood up, greeted Kurt, and then said to Hugh, "If anyone passing by had heard what you just said, they would have thought you were crazy, or playing some weird game. Hugh, you should be more composed. For example, find someone familiar with the homeless and the Joewood area to do the search for us, instead of wasting a whole morning dragging me out to look for a needle in a haystack on a day perfect for writing a novel!"

Hugh glanced around before lowering his voice to retort, "Fors, you should exercise more. I'm afraid that if I touch you even slightly, you'll break a bone because of osteoporosis."

It seems the search over the past two days has been less than satisfactory. Fors is already showing signs of being a "salted fish" (a derogatory term for someone who is easily bored or frustrated), while Hugh seems somewhat excited and happy about her promotion to sheriff. Kurt, already familiar with the two girls' usual banter, sat down on the bench and asked with a smile, "I think Fors has a point. Since Zilingus needs to murder someone every day, we need the help of someone who knows the whereabouts of these poor vagrants. This will definitely make things much easier—and you'll also be less at risk."

Hearing Kurt and Hugh discussing Zilingus in broad daylight, Fors sat back down, her eyes wide, and said, "Kurt, how come you've become as reckless as Hugh—"

Kurt, somewhat exasperated, silenced Fors and explained, "Is it possible for me to be soundproof?"

Fors nodded awkwardly and fell silent. Hugh nodded seriously and sat down, saying, "Well, Fors and I haven't made any outstanding progress in our search these past two days. The day before yesterday, the official extraordinary individuals suddenly mobilized the entire city to hunt down a type of rat—Fors and I were conscripted, which delayed us a lot. Of course, even without that delay, we probably wouldn't have many clues."

"We tried to observe the disappearance of homeless people using the scope and methods we had previously discussed—and then we realized it was too difficult; it was basically impossible for the two of us to completely count them. But I didn't want to put the danger on innocent people."

Fors, who was standing to the side, took out a cigarette and interjected, "Hugh should know some of the most despicable bastards, like a small gang leader who controls some thieves or beggars, right?"

Why not just entrust this matter to them? That way, if problems arise, it will be considered a service to society.

Hugh paused for a moment, ruffled his slightly frizzy blond hair, and hesitated before asking, "Is this really okay?"

Seeing the encouraging looks from Kurt and Fors, Hugh nodded and said, "That's indeed a good idea. Hmm, I'm a little out of it after my promotion—Fors, why didn't you remind me sooner?"

Fors took a drag of his cigarette, gave a strange look, and said, "I just realized that myself, okay? You, who deal with gangsters all the time, should have thought of it much earlier than me—"

Hugh didn't continue arguing with Fors about it, but instead said with a headache, "Uh, recently a lot of gangs in the East District have been wiped out by the White Ghosts, and I still need to think about the gangs or thugs that weren't eliminated."

Kurt raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and asked curiously, "White Ghost? What's that?"

Hugh scratched a handful of his hair and said, "He's a dark hero who wears a pure white mask and specializes in cracking down on human trafficking in the East District. Since only a Lover card was left at the scene, the police and officials couldn't catch him, so we in the Extraordinary Circle gave him the nickname 'White Ghost,' or 'Ghost Lover'—he's a powerful and righteous strongman."

"Because of his presence, there have been fewer cases in the East District that require my arbitration recently, and the gangs have reduced their usual activity—which is exactly what I hope for."

Fors chimed in, "He gave me a new idea. I've already come up with a plot about a girl who falls in love with a man rescued by a white ghost, but then I discovered that the girl's father is the head of the biggest gang in the area—it's sure to be a huge hit."

The idea of ​​writing a book is good, but please don't add any strange plot twists later! Hearing the two ladies discussing his own story and giving it high praise was indeed a good feeling—it felt good to be recognized for doing good deeds. Kurt smiled and nodded, but remained silent, feeling embarrassed to comment on himself.

So Hugh continued, "I've thought of a suitable candidate: a gang leader in the East District of Darkholm, who controls the thieves and beggars in this area. He seems kind on the surface, always smiling, but I've personally witnessed him break the hand of a 13 or 4-year-old child. He's also committed many other crimes behind the scenes. However, he should have a fairly complete and detailed understanding of the homeless population—"

At this point, Xiu suddenly felt a chill emanating from beside her—a murderous aura. She then remembered there was an official extraordinary being nearby—and quickly changed her words, saying, "Of course, I have no intention of protecting such scum; they should be sent directly to the police station—"

Kurt suppressed the murderous intent amplified by the necklace—looking helplessly at the somewhat frightened Hugh and Fors, he said, "You can kill them after you've used them all. I can pretend I didn't know—"

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