He took the script of an exorcism legend, but became the number one anti-fraud expert.

The woman in armor quickly disappeared around the corner of Vinnie Street.

Benjamin breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that the money bag was still there.

However, the memory of that touch was still vivid in his mind, which left him stunned for a long time.

So much so that when he came to his senses, he realized...

correct!

She's a stranger from Windhowl Town. Could it be her? Her exorcism guide?

Benjamin panicked and ran forward, but when he stood at the entrance of the Redwood Forest Bookstore, he looked left and right and found that the other party had long since disappeared.

And unsurprisingly, when he looked at the shop window so close to him,

Not a single familiar scent wafted from the dusty shop.

So, it's quite obvious that the smell just now belonged to that woman.

Who is she?

"..."

At this moment, Roland was hiding at the entrance of Vinnie Street, where people were passing by one after another.

They all scrutinized Roland's attire with strange looks, even though they could tell at a glance from her figure that she was a woman.

However, none of them dared to look too closely. After all, seeing a suit of armor, the ordinary townspeople knew without a doubt that the other party was not someone to be trifled with.

Roland once again went to a secluded corner where no one was paying attention, raised his hand, and a white halo appeared above his palm.

It's white...

There was no trace of evil spirits.

Was he faking his death?

But why? What good would faking his death do him?

Roland, who had just brushed past Benjamin, was already tainted by his aura. Through exorcism testing, she was certain that Benjamin was not possessed by evil spirits.

Did this guy commit suicide after being scammed, only to find he wasn't dead, and then turn over a new leaf and start a new life?

A series of questions kept popping into Roland's mind, and he even felt a little hot on the top of his head.

As a renowned exorcist, she was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, especially in her exorcism skills.

Even across the entire Hamlet Federation, there are only a handful of exorcists who can rival him.

I can't be wrong, let alone just passing by.

If someone had been secretly following me for a while, they would have noticed if it were a true evil spirit. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that a weak evil spirit would have been scared to death on the spot.

and,

This guy's physique is clearly not that of an ordinary townsman; his even breathing rate and aura are both impressive...

Damn it, could it be that he really has the potential to be an exorcist?

Putting aside the fact that his ancestors did not have exorcism blood, that's the fundamental issue.

If one lacks blood ties, then one must possess resilience, kindness, and compassion.

Otherwise, how could the perseverance test be triggered?

Roland couldn't help but tap the helmet's forehead lightly with his finger. It was truly bizarre; he had never heard of such a thing before.

Never mind, let's see.

"..."

Benjamin quickened his pace; he wasn't going to find the strange woman.

Instead, train yourself and improve your speed.

Today's exercise level has met the target; you can tell by the heaviness of your breathing.

If it were me three days ago, I probably would have collapsed and foamed at the mouth before even crossing Vincent Street.

Before we knew it, we had reached the path on the south bank of the town. Turning our heads, we could even faintly hear the sound of distant waves.

Benjamin recalled that this was the place where he first awakened to virtue.

A city wall separated the area from the coast, and beyond that lay a jungle.

Even with such layers of protection, the row of houses along the South Bank Path are already deserted. After all, it's too close to the entrance of the evil spirit's cave, and most people don't dare to stay here for long.

The scenery here is really nice.

Benjamin turned his head to look in the direction of the sea, a gentle breeze carrying a slightly salty smell brushing against his cheek.

Even without sunshine, it evokes images of summer's coolness.

If I could guide the development of Windhowl Town, I would definitely make use of these dilapidated buildings and turn them into a tourist resort.

Hey! Damn it, how could I have such a thought?

My goal is to become an exorcist!

but,

Suddenly, a sentence Viktor once said popped into my mind.

He said last night that the eggs of the Otherworldly Demons are about to hatch, and those powerful figures will gather here at that time.

If what he said is true, then Windhowl Town may be about to usher in the most magnificent opportunity for tourism economic development since its establishment as a town!

Will it actually happen?

God knows,

I'm too lazy to think about it now!

Benjamin let out a breath and continued running forward.

Finally, after bypassing Cross Street and Mink Street, Benjamin returned to the barracks.

"Mr. Hord, truth reigns supreme, you've finally returned!"

Abby ran over as soon as he saw Benjamin, his face full of surprise.

"What happened? Why are you so flustered?"

"Just now, Gordon, the vice-abbot of that monastery, came and took that damned bastard Robin away!"

"Take them away? Who gave them permission?"

"Avery... Vice Dean Gordon had a letter from Avery. I didn't believe it at first, but after glancing at it, I was sure it was real!"

Benjamin nodded; he had anticipated this outcome.

After all, ever since Avery led the guards to the monastery to demand money, he knew that Vice-Headmaster Gordon's attitude towards Robin wasn't bad.

It's likely that the two are related by marriage, in addition to their professional relationship.

And Avery must have received some benefits in return.

"Okay, I understand."

"So you're just going to let him go like that?"

"Who said we were going to let him go? This gives us a perfect excuse to cause trouble for the monastery."

Abby didn't understand, but simply nodded.

At this moment, the barracks were bustling with busy townspeople; some were sweeping, others were wiping down barracks equipment and huts.

The burly man was repairing weapons as promised, the women were cooking, and women and children were sitting on long benches sewing torn clothes.

"Abby, spread the word that the townspeople working in the barracks will be able to eat for free, but remind them not to tell anyone. If any outsiders come begging for food, immediately stop providing food."

"Yes, Mr. Hord!"

After Abby ran away, Benjamin arrived at the barracks cabin and saw a dejected Pete.

"What's wrong? Haven't you had enough?"

Pete's face lit up when he saw Benjamin, but he sighed again when he thought of Robin being rescued.

John leaned closer to explain, "Heh, if Gordon hadn't come soon, Robin probably wouldn't have made it. He's broken a leg and two fingers..."

"So ruthless? What's there to regret?"

"They did hit her, but they didn't get any information about Pitt's daughter, which frustrated Pitt."

Benjamin instantly understood, "He's being stubborn?"

John glanced at Pete, then pulled Benjamin aside, a smile on his face:

"Believe me, buddy, Robin spilled all the copper he'd ever smelted in his life. Pete got angrier and angrier, not giving Robin a chance to say anything more. I figured Robin might still be useful, in case she had the information you needed, so I stopped Pete."

Pete beat Robin so badly he was covered in shit and piss; I was really afraid he'd be dead by now. That guy probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed until the cold snap was over!

"He actually worked in copper smelting?"

Benjamin was stunned; he had thought those things only happened in modern times.

I never imagined that this would have already happened in this other world?

"Isn't this normal? Don't all clergy like this?" John asked, puzzled.

hiss--!

Benjamin gasped, not just because of the pedophilia, but because of everything... what's wrong with the people in this world?!

"Is no one going to do anything about this? At the very least, shouldn't the children be protected?"

"Manage? How can we manage them? The clergy of the monastery aren't under the royal family, and the Pope can't control a place as far as Windhowl Town. Besides, we don't have the authority to search the orphanage and the monastery; those are the Pope's institutions, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless there's a search warrant, or... there's evil spirits. Only a captain can issue a search order for an orphanage, Avery isn't qualified, but if there are evil spirits..."

Benjamin was furious upon hearing about the sordid behavior of the clergy in this world. He wanted to do something, but this action would undoubtedly tear away the veil of pretense that Windhowl Town was hiding.

[Virtue: What kind of monsters and demons could a dilapidated town harbor? We must uphold justice and save the children, +20%]

[Torture: Don't break ties for now. If the dark network of interests extends to the Federation, it will bring you death. +20%]

Benjamin squinted, revealing a chilling aura:

"Let's do it tonight!"

Benjamin chose to uphold justice; he wanted to do something truly for the people. This legendary exorcist not only banishes evil spirits but also confronts the evil in human nature.

[Virtue Fountain Accumulation Progress: 216%]