Everyone's become an adventurer, so who's going to put in the effort themselves?

"Speaking of which, does the Knightvoka family's dragon breath require the fusion of corresponding elemental magic?"

Old Kohler twitched his V-shaped eyebrows at the sight:

"I can't go into the specific details, but that's the general idea."

"I can only say that it's better to use simpler spells in the early stages of cultivating dragon breath."

“That’s fine!” Fiona said, patting Seria on the shoulder. “I’ll leave it to you then, Seria.”

Upon hearing this, Seria picked up her staff and sighed, saying:

"I can only teach some elemental magic that is permitted to be taught."

After saying that, Seria glanced at Lynn and calmly said:

"I will teach you everything I can, including the spells I have improved."

"But before that, you have to come with me to the Lion Notary Office for notarization. I need to personally confirm your attribute preferences so that I can design a learning plan for you."

Looking at Seria in front of him, Lynn felt as if he were hallucinating his middle school homeroom teacher.

Thinking of this, Lynn scratched the back of his head: "Looks like some of them will probably run away later."

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Rocky Town.

Law enforcement office.

Inside Cohen's lounge.

Having just finished his patrol, Cohen took off his protective gear and prepared to take a shower.

dong dong!

Two knocks were heard on the door.

Cohen, who hadn't even finished taking off his shirt, put it back on and turned to call out towards the door:

"Please come in."

Shortly after he finished speaking, the door opened.

A young, dark-haired woman peeked in, waving a letter covered in lacquer in her hand:

"Captain Cohen, your letter has arrived at the front desk. See where I put it?"

"Just put it on the table."

When Cohen saw that it was Miss Farr at the front desk, he immediately nodded.

Upon hearing this, Far immediately entered the room, placed the letter on the table, nodded, and then turned to leave.

Cohen watched as Farr closed the door and left, his brow furrowing slightly.

Finally, he walked to the table next to him, looked at the letter on it, and then used the skill to remove the disguise on the letter.

in an instant,

The letter suddenly turned from white to pitch black.

On the black envelope, countless tiny, star-like specks of light were densely scattered.

And most importantly,

On the sealing wax on the envelope to prevent it from being opened.

An eye without eyelashes, framed by a few simple strokes, is silently watching Cohen.

Cohen looked at the markings on the sealing wax of the envelope, lowered his eyes, and muttered:

"The Gospel Church".

Chapter 64 Illusionary Face - Lilia

Cohen's gaze sharpened as he looked at the letter from the Gospel Church in front of him.

He looked up and glanced around the office, closed the wide-open window, drew the curtains, then returned to lock the door, turned on the magic stone lamp, and finally turned his gaze to the letter on the table:

"Next time, could you please not use such an absurd way to meet?"

"You actually chose to do this at a law enforcement office... What do you take law enforcement agencies for?"

"Heh, isn't there no other way?"

Accompanied by soft laughter, wisps of black smoke rose from the envelope.

Cohen watched all of this with a cold eye until the swirling black mist formed a figure that could barely be described as a girl.

Her soft, glossy black hair was abruptly blown into twin ponytails by wisps of black energy. The girl tossed her hair and opened her pink-black eyes, which held heart-shaped pupils:

"Who told you military police to chase me so closely? Two whole witcher squads, and more than 30 alchemical golems with you. I was so scared I almost ovulated."

Cohen listened to the girl's outburst with a blank expression, and only after she finished speaking did he calmly say:

“Illusion, I don’t have time for idle chatter with you.”

"Call me Lilia, that's the name I use now."

Lilia spoke with a smile, but a hint of surprise flickered in her heart-shaped pupils:

"However, Captain Cohen is quite an oddball."

"He's from a red dragon family, yet he chose to become a paladin of the Church who practices self-restraint?"

"You're even more outrageous than that Mr. Jeken who doesn't have red dragon blood!"

"So it really was your doing with Jacken?"

Cohen, with a cold face, said as if he had just finished a final confirmation:

"Didn't you already collect the red dragon blood needed to open that place?"

"This can only be described as an accident." Lilia spread her hands, her face showing a pure and innocent expression. "We didn't expect that opening that place would require specific inferior dragon blood."

"Honestly, we prepared more than a dozen portions of high-quality dragon blood of various purities, but not a single one of them is of any use. What a waste."

Cohen's expression changed immediately upon hearing this.

"Don't look at me so fiercely~"

Amidst the billowing black mist, Lilia appeared to Cohen's right, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at him and said:

"Other qualities of dragon blood are not refined using such crude methods."

"Of course, we would never take action against you members of the Knightworth family."

At that moment, Lilia reappeared to Cohen's left, and the two were less than 20 centimeters apart, about to touch.

This is the distance at which Cohen could strike decisively at any moment.

"We only looked for some in the wild. It's not heartbreaking for them to go missing. They're just some poor little creatures that nobody cares about."

Lilia chuckled, speaking slowly and deliberately.

In the wild? Cohen lowered his eyes and immediately understood what Lilia was referring to.

It's nothing more than dragon beasts born from the promiscuity of some predecessors with various animals.

The illusion before him was saying these things simply to disgust him and disrupt his mind.

Cohen adjusted his breathing, calmly looking at the smaller 'woman' in front of him, staring at the heart-shaped pupils that symbolized a succubus, and said:

"If you're after a personal grudge of mine, then I can tell you, you've succeeded."

"Don't speak of hatred so easily."

Black mist lingered.

Lilia reappeared on the table, crossed her legs, and said:

"Besides, your hatred shouldn't be directed at me right now."

"Instead, it should be directed at our Grand Scribe."

"After all, according to my investigation, he is a rare... defector Knightworth."

Lilia smiled and extended a seductive invitation.

Cohen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Of course, if they really make a move, you'll most likely be treated like a brainless stray dog ​​by the Grand Scribe, and he'll just crush you with a single finger."

"That's enough of this pointless reminder," Cohen said coldly. "What's your purpose in contacting me?"

"What other purpose could it be?" Lilia's smile was quite amusing. "Of course, it's that unknown Mr. Lynn Knightworth~"

Cohen frowned deeply, his gaze fixed intently on Lilia:

"I think I told you not to attack any of my clansmen you know, otherwise..."

"Don't mention 'otherwise' yet." Lilia gestured for everyone to stop, then shifted her leg and said casually, "Think about it first, is he really one of your people?"

"After all, Lynn Knightworth was completely devoured by Jacken right under my nose."

*Pfft!*

A silver light fell.

Immediately afterwards, Lilia lowered her head, looking at her right leg that had fallen to the ground and was emanating black energy, and unexpectedly raised her eyebrows:

"You're getting angry already?"

"As expected, your true form is not here."

Cohen grasped the blade formed by the air currents, the Holy Mark of Wind between his brows flashing continuously.

Then, Cohen glanced at the severed leg on the ground, which was devoid of blood but emitting black smoke:

"They're just like bedbugs in the gutter, all they do is hide."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lilia waved her hand without making a sound.

The severed leg flew up, then came close to her body and automatically returned to normal.

At this moment, Lilia said with a smile:

"Since you're unwilling, then I'll take a step back."

"How about I get some of his blood?"

"You want to use Lynn's blood to open that place?" Cohen frowned, then said, "Even the mixed blood that Jeken creates can't pollute his bloodline. Even if you get his blood, you won't be able to open that place."

“We should at least give it a try.” Lilia shrugged calmly. “After all, that’s the place the librarians call ‘the Nightwright family’s treasure.’”

"I'm really curious about what's inside..."

Lilia feigned curiosity, but her eyes held a chilling coldness.

"It's just a pity that I've used up almost all the blood I have, and none of them can be opened."

"Apart from you and that strange Lynn, most of the other high-purity Knightworth bloodlines went to Dragon Island."

"Look, we don't have many choices."

"As long as you still want to open that place, his blood will eventually have to be used to test it, won't it?"

Cohen fell silent upon hearing this.

Seeing his reaction, Lilia didn't press him any further.

Just before her form vanished, she said with a smile:

"By the way, it seems the guild leader has already noticed your family's treasure trove~"

"I can't guarantee who will be the first to break the seal and get what's inside."

"So, Mr. Cohen, you should hurry up."

Upon hearing this, Cohen narrowed his eyes and watched as Lilia's figure turned into black mist and dissipated.

After Lilia had completely left, Cohen remained silent for a moment, then a small smile crept onto his lips as he murmured: