The Devil Inside

Han Solo followed closely behind, and they returned to their shelter in the drainage system, their nostrils filled with the thick stench of blood.

Once the Sword Master's remaining soul was taken out, the illusion naturally disintegrated.

The wriggling dark holes on the wall shrank and disappeared. Han Solo was about to walk out when he suddenly heard a burst of dense footsteps.

Leila frowned and recognized the sound of military boots hitting the ground.

She looked up and saw three people appearing at the entrance of the shelter. One of them was wearing a pure white military uniform. The style of the uniform was somewhat similar to the uniform of the "Witch Hunting Agency" that they had worn in the previous illusion.

"Captain Morixiong, this is it! The remains of the Flower Sword Saint, right here—hmm?"

The middle-aged man who was walking in front, wearing a wizard's robe and small glasses, suddenly stopped in the middle of his words.

He looked at Leila and Han Solo, and was very surprised: "Who are you?"

Han Solo was a little helpless.

Since he hadn't seen the "Sealing Warlock" in the illusion before, he knew that things might encounter some twists and turns.

But the commotion this guy caused was beyond expectations.

Look who he brought here?

The man in white military uniform is undoubtedly a member of the "Witch Hunting Agency".

Look at the last person, the man with medium-length hair.

Although he was not wearing a military uniform, the shoes on his feet were obviously a pair of military boots. If it was not unexpected, he was also a member of the witch hunting agency, and seemed to have some status, a minor official.

One hundred years ago, the witch-hunting agency announced that they had completed the mission of eradicating the Cult of Time.

This organization should have been disbanded on the spot, but the Original Church took a fancy to the powerful strength of the witch-hunting agency and used coercion and inducement to take it over.

Today...

The witch-hunting agency is notorious. When people talk about this organization, they naturally think of "top combat power" and "religious police", and then think of dark words such as "torture" and "disregard for human life".

This is not a national institution.

But in many cases, witch-hunting organizations have the privilege of transcending the country and the law. Once they label a person as a "cult" or a "heretic", the consequences will be terrible.

"Hold·--"

Morixon made a sound.

He kicked away the pool of blood, looked at the bodies on the ground, and asked, "Please explain to me, why are there so many bodies here?"

Han Solo remained calm: "Perhaps you should ask the spellcaster behind you."

The Sealing Warlock frowned and remained silent.

The people here - ... were all killed by him.

Morixiong didn't care about that. The moment he came in, he happened to see the rose seal on the opposite wall that was about to disappear.

As a "follower of the Sword Saint of Flowers", he could be sure at a glance that it was the Sword Saint of Flowers' unique skill, "Don't Think About the World".

Don't think the world will fall apart.

This meant that the couple in front of him had already obtained the "Sword Saint's Remnant Soul"! The thing he had been thinking about was right in front of him!

Morichon asked, "Did you kill these people?"

Han Solo was helpless: "You don't understand what people say, right? I say it again, no."

"--Yes or no, it's up to you."

Morixon smiled.

"I'm Victor Murichon. You may have heard of me. I'm the captain of the third team of the Collinsburg Witch Hunting Agency. I now suspect you of committing murder. The scene is so bloody, it may be related to the cult.

Come with me."

"Tsk."

Leila smacked her lips, her golden eyes showing no emotion, only indifference.

Han Solo looked at him and lost his patience: "Sorry, I don't have time. If you insist that we cooperate, we can.

Send the document to the Garden Hotel and someone will negotiate with you."

"Garden Hotel?"

Morixon frowned.

"grown ups."

A man stepped forward from behind him and whispered in his ear, "That pink-haired girl should be a hero. The Heavenly Eye Hero, Leila Justin."

A brave man? That's hard to say.

If there were only these corpses on the ground, Morixiong would never have troubled a brave man.

but-

"Sword Saint's Remnant Soul"

Taking it as one's own can make one a peak power;

If you surrender proactively, you will enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of your life.

Moli Xiong was silent for a moment, then smiled: "So it's the Tianmu Brave Warrior - Lady Leila. Your presence here means that this matter has nothing to do with you. I don't believe anyone, but I dare not disbelieve the Brave Warrior!"

"You know best! Let's go."

Leila took Han Solo's hand and walked forward.

Halfway through the journey, Morixiong said again: "But I have a duty. I am the captain of the witch hunting agency and have the important responsibility to protect the people! The agency has strict procedures and there are some procedures that I cannot escape -

"Lady Leila, can you please be understanding? So many people died, and you were at the scene. If I don't take you back to make a statement, I will be at a loss."

The man in military uniform behind him spoke up, in a humble and sincere manner: "Lady Leila, the captain has absolutely no intention of making things difficult for you! Everyone knows that a hero will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, it's just that the procedure is like this, and there's nothing we can do about it. Just think of it as a favor, can you come back with us and go through the process, okay?"

It sounds like it makes sense.

A person of integrity has nothing to fear, so going to make a statement seems to be nothing.

Leila looked at them and felt...

Speechless.

She felt that her intelligence was insulted. How could he use words meant for coaxing children to deceive her?

At the critical moment, she was extremely decisive.

Her golden eyes sparkled, and Leila laughed and said without reason: "The remaining soul of the Flower Sword Saint is in my body."

Morichon and his men were speechless.

Leila looked at them and said, "I passed the test of the Flower Sword Saint before you and got her gift. It's really a good thing that can make anyone greedy. So, are you going to make a big deal out of it?"

Han Solo looked at Leila and felt that he was hallucinating.

Is she still the slightly naive woman she usually is? Why does she have two faces, so sharp at this moment?

love it.

He said, "Captain Morixon, forget it. If things get out of hand, the Sword Saint's spirit may not belong to Leila, but it definitely won't belong to you. You worked so hard for nothing, and exposed so many flaws! If you offend Leila, there are plenty of people who will take care of you. Do you really think you are invincible and no one will harm you? Apart from anything else, there will always be someone who wants your position as captain. They are very motivated to bring you down."

So fucked.

Seeing how young they were, I thought they were easy to control, but I didn't expect them to be so sophisticated and mature.

Moli Xiong thought about it and agreed.

The identity of a hero is too great. There are only five of them in the world. The king is always polite when he meets them. What is he, a small captain?

If things get out of hand, it'll just be a mess.

Those who had prejudices against him immediately surrounded him and wanted to tear him into pieces!

Reason gradually took over, he stepped aside and said, "I don't know what you are talking about--"

"Okay! I'm too conservative and don't know how to be flexible. The brave man will definitely be able to do it. You can go now!"

"It would be best if you could understand."

Han Solo was not polite at all and took Leila away.

Wait until you can no longer hear the footsteps.

Morixiong suddenly asked, "Heavenly Eye Warrior, are you still studying in Arendelle?"

"Yes."

The subordinate replied that he had understood.

Mo Lixiong looked at the sealer and asked, "Did you tell the Heavenly Eye Hero about the remains of the Flower Sword Saint?"

"I don't!"

The Sealing Warlock quickly denied, "Captain Morixiong, I didn't tell anyone except you and your subordinates!"

Is it?

Morixiong swung his fist horizontally and hit the sealer's cheek with such force that his entire head exploded.

The blood mist exploded!

His men laughed and said, "What a fool! The captain just tricked him, and he told the truth and didn't tell anyone. So if we kill you, no one else will know."

"You're not very smart either."

""-.team leader?"

The subordinate was startled, his eyes widened, and he immediately became defensive!

Moli Xiong smiled and walked past him: "See, I told you that you are not very smart. Let's go."

The remaining soul of the Sword Master will not dissipate easily.

It's okay if you get refined by someone. If you kill them quickly, you can still extract the essence.

Morishon has been stuck at level eighteen for a long time and has been unable to break through the bottleneck. He must consider that this is his only chance in this life.

No matter how tortuous it is, you have to try.

He said, "Arendelle? It is necessary to go there. I will write a report after I return. You come with me and take office in Arendelle."

Chapter 96 #095 Tenderness

“Delicious! This, this——”

In a roadside bakery in Fort Collins.

Leila was pinching a pastry that looked a bit like a waffle. Her eyes were as big as bells and she kept saying “delicious, delicious”.

Can it not be delicious?

In the game, Leila is obsessed with the pastries in this bakery, especially the checkered cookies in her hand.

Han Solo brought her here with absolutely no good intentions, he just wanted to increase her favorability.

He said to the clerk, "Please pack one of these cookies."

"Two - no, three."

"If you want to eat it, buy it yourself. I brought this for Rachel."

Han Solo is ready for freedom.

"why is it like this!"

Laila put her hands in her pockets and found that she had no money. The lattice cake was soft and delicious, with a mellow aroma and just the right amount of sweetness, just the degree she liked.

This kind of thing——.

Just one is not enough!

She raised her head and said, "I don't have any money. Please buy me two servings. I want to take them back home."

"" .—·Take one more."

"Two! Two!"

Han Solo made a stern face and said sternly, "Just one portion. Come back tomorrow if you want to eat. It's not far away anyway."