As soon as the sun had completely set below the horizon, darkness almost imminently enveloped the land, and the lights began to light up all over the city of the Holy See, making the land look like a starry night sky.

A figure silently flashed out from the back door of a mansion in the Divine Servant District, and then quickly melted into the darkness, this figure was none other than Bishop Leslie, who had taken over the task of investigating the true identity of the "Entropy Demon" from Bishop Nelson during the day.

The dull sound of bells began to echo throughout the Holy See, signaling the official start of the curfew. When the twelve long bells were struck, anyone who remained in the street would be arrested or even killed on the spot by the patrolling soldiers for violating the curfew, but Bishop Leslie, dressed in a nocturnal costume and covering his face, ignored the ban he should have taken to heart, and hurried down the street.

When Bishop Leslie came to a corner, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the other side of the corner, and Bishop Leslie was startled, and immediately disappeared into the shadow of a nearby building.

A small group of knights slowly passed by where Bishop Leslie had just stood, and the knights belonging to the Knights of the Wings of Light were all in good spirits, even if they were sitting on their horses, their eyes were shooting around vigilantly, only to hear one of the knights suddenly say: "I seem to have heard footsteps here just now." ”

Bishop Leslie was startled, and his whole heart instantly rose to his throat, and he subconsciously shrank back, trying to hide himself more hidden.

In fact, Bishop Leslie is a magician with the strength of a high-level cultivator, and he doesn't know where to go in terms of level compared to these knights, but he doesn't want to clash with these patrolling knights here, although he can kill all these knights in one move, but if someone discovers his identity with the residual breath of divine magic, then Leslie, the identity of the cardinal, will definitely be the end.

Tonight's god of luck seems to be on the side of Bishop Leslie, originally a few knights were ready to dismount and search around when they heard this, but the squad leader led by these knights snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't hear any footsteps, this is the god servant area, if you alarm the big people living inside, it's not good, continue to patrol!" ”

As the sound of horses' hooves faded away, Bishop Leslie breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the corner where he was hiding.

As the saying goes, if it is a battle against the dark heretics, then Bishop Leslie is definitely at it, but quietly advancing in the darkness in the way of an assassin like this is quite a difficult thing for Bishop Leslie, all he can rely on is his familiarity with the terrain and the luck of spotting the patrol team in advance like he did just now.

The god of fate's favor for Bishop Leslie did not seem to be over, and the cardinal, who walked alone in the dark in the shadows, encountered several patrols along the way, but eventually managed to avoid them without being discovered by any of them.

After a full hour of departure from the mansion, Bishop Leslie finally arrived at his destination, a small courtyard on a street in the second civilian district of the Holy See.

He gently stretched out his hand and knocked on the door three times briefly, and then three more times in great rhythm and rhythm.

The door opened.

Bishop Leslie dodged through the door, and a middle-aged man with an oil lamp and dressed as a handyman stood in front of him, with a hint of blame in his tone: "What's the matter?" Didn't you say don't contact each other these days? ”

It wasn't until after entering the door that Bishop Leslie's nerves, which had been tense all the way, relaxed a little, and the whole person couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Things have changed. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, turned around and walked in front: "Go in and talk." ”

In the courtyard were a few small bungalows with simple appearances, and the middle-aged man came to the bungalow in the center that was still lit and knocked lightly on the door, and then whispered: "Ministry... My lord, Bishop Leslie asks to see you. ”

A moment later, a deep voice came from the room, "Let him in." ”

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and let Bishop Leslie inside.

Like the exterior of this room, the furnishings in the room are quite simple, an old wooden bed, an old wooden table, and a few old wooden chairs are all there is inside, so simple that it can even be called poor.

A dim oil lamp shone on the old wooden table, and on the chair beside it sat a man, apparently the man Bishop Leslie had asked to see.

This man looked to be about forty years old, with long hair casually draped over his shoulders, muscles bulging like hills, and he knew at a glance that he had explosive power, the bridge of his nose was high and slightly curved like the sharp beak of a falcon, and his eyes were even more radiant, sharp as a knife's edge, and the whole person was full of a kind of momentum that was not angry and self-threatening.

There was also a small plate of peanut beans on the table, and the man casually threw one into his mouth, then nodded to Bishop Leslie, "Sit down." ”

Bishop Leslie bowed his back, sat down at the table, and said with a smile on his face, "I am relieved to see that Master Jerim is safe and sound. ”

Jerime, this name may sound unfamiliar to Leo, but it is definitely a very familiar name to the senior members of the Holy See like Cheetos, Bishop Nelson, and Bishop Leslie.

This long-haired, eagle-nosed man is the Minister of Supervision of the Holy See who once made countless high-level officials of the Holy See look different - Jerim the Vulture of the Holy Domain.

After the blow that led to the complete collapse of the Ministry of Inspectorate's headquarters, Jerim also disappeared and his body was not found, and there are many rumors about Jerim's whereabouts, some say that he has actually died in the rubble, and some believe that the vulture was in fact just a trick to escape the Inquisition and the Knights of Lightwings, and now it seems that the death fraud is closer to the truth.

Jerim nodded slightly in response to Bishop Leslie, and then spoke, "The Bishop's late night visit seems to have encountered something important?" ”

"Yes." Bishop Leslie nodded, and then explained the matter of the entropy demon taking hostages yesterday and the fact that Bishop Nelson found himself to investigate the entropy demon today, and finally said: "I came here today to find out if you have information about this entropy demon in your hands, Lord Jereme. ”

"Entropy?" Jerym's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be thinking about something, and after a long time, a smile slowly appeared on his face: "I remember, it seems that there is such a number one person." ”