The tranquilizer technique has a certain analgesic effect and can keep people's minds clear, so Gallo's next interrogation process went quite smoothly.

The young mage told him everything he knew:

He met the guy in an upscale bar called 'Thorny Rose', who was elegant and mysterious, warm and friendly, generous and generous, and looked like a standard fine aristocrat.

When the two chatted, the other party called himself Mr. Murphy, and revealed that he was an intelligence broker, whether it was spying on information, stealing secrets, or stalking, it was all within his scope of business, and the professionalism was in place, and the work was neat, but the asking price was twice as high as that of his peers.

The two worked together a few times and got along well.

Mr. Murphy demonstrated his unique skill in the process, claiming to be a skilled hypnotist who would allow passers-by to unknowingly help him with his intelligence work, and be very secretive after the fact.

Then, there's the things that have to do with Gallo.

"Very good, it seems that you do have the idea of reforming yourself, which is very good, keep up the good work!"

Gallo put away the lie detector bell in his hand, and after confirming that the other party was not lying, he patted the other person on the shoulder and stood up.

Not only did the other party provide the location of Mr. Murphy's haunt, but also described the man's appearance in detail, so it was enough to know this, and then it was good to trouble the old bishop.

The young mage couldn't help but be overjoyed, this skull crusher actually let himself go?

Are you infected by your sincerity?

Or are you intimidated by your family background?

But in any case, as long as he can escape this fate, he can turn around and let this villain and that Gallo taste the wrath of the Enlais family together!

In order to survive and take revenge, he endured the pain, piled a distorted smile on his face, and said with great sincerity:

"Thank you, thank you for giving me a chance to mend my ways, I will definitely be a good person in the future!"

"Well, come on!"

Gallo encouraged, and snapped his fingers.

In the next second, the young mage felt an overwhelming force rushing towards him.

In front of that force, he was like a little ant looking up at the mountains, as small as dust.

This made him involuntarily feel fear and awe, regardless of the injury on his legs, and forgot the idea of revenge, and involuntarily wanted to kneel down and repent.

But before he could kneel, the terrible force crushed him...

Even if he did have the idea of sincere repentance in his heart, his fragile brain couldn't withstand this huge force at all, and after a muffled 'bang', it shattered into a mess of flesh and blood.

Gallo also regretted this:

"Alas... It's a pity, it's almost a little bit, if you work a little harder, you can become a good person..."

After that, he suddenly slapped his thigh again and exclaimed:

"Suffered!"

"I should have inquired about his family again!"

"Well, forget it, let's trouble the old bishop again..."

Gallo said, originally preparing to release the Holy Flame and destroy the corpse.

He didn't need to earn Captain Wendiny's 10 silver coins now, and he wasn't too busy to leave any more traces.

But after thinking about it, he gave up this idea again, and in the end it only disappeared, not the corpse.

It's not that he wants to meet with the Captain again, but he intends to let people know that the Skullcrusher is back.

This can deter the little ones in the city a little, and tell them that the skull-crusher has not been arrested and is still active.

The second is that you can lead the people of the duke's family to take the initiative to find you, and when you turn around, you can turn around and eradicate them one by one.

He had already decided in his heart that this Enlais family was all bad guys, and he couldn't do it if he didn't teach them to be people again.

Look at this mage, how cunning is it? He walked in front of him, and instead of admitting his guilt, he launched a counterattack!

His counter-attacking magic was really powerful, silent, swift and sharp, almost breaking through the triangular shield!

It's really dangerous!

On the way back, Gallo was still thinking about the information that had been tortured.

The name Murphy is mostly fake, and the other party should not be a simple intelligence broker, and it is definitely not hypnotism, it is definitely a strange magic technique.

However, this kind of person actually shows his head in a grand manner, goes out in public places, and even shows his magic skills to others without hesitation, which is not low-key at all.

How confident is he?

With all kinds of doubts, Gallo returned home, rinsed his body briefly, lay down on the big bed, and began today's confession:

"I'm sorry Mia-sama, I couldn't uproot that Enlais family tonight..."

"It must be that I'm not strong enough..."

"Being weak is a sin, and I hope the Goddess will forgive me."

After that, he didn't think much about it, and just fell asleep.

At breakfast the next day, Gallo and the old bishop recounted what had happened the previous night.

He didn't say much about the process of rehabilitating people, but focused on the weirdness of that Mr. Murphy.

The old bishop thought about it, and took out the divination props such as maps, petals, and copper coins from his bosom, intending to take a look at the divination.

As a result, after a round of divination with flower petals, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

He quickly grabbed a little milk cat that was still licking goat's milk at his feet, put it between a few copper coins, and continued to chant words in his mouth.

The little milk cat looked aggrieved, but her body moved from side to side, stepping on those copper coins with her fluffy little paws.

After a moment, the old bishop came to a conclusion, put it back under the table, and spoke:

"Petal divination and milk cat divination, the result is the same..."

"The man's name and appearance and occupation are real..."

"Huh?"

Even Gallo was dumbfounded.

He was mentally prepared that all this information was fake.

Is it all true?

Now I can understand why the old bishop looked incredulous.

The old bishop pondered for a moment, and then speculated:

"This guy is probably not the fallen priest I'm looking for, he hasn't even joined the sect, he's an unbeliever."

"How is this possible?!"

Gallo asked with a look of horror.

He determined that the so-called hypnotism that could control others was a divine technique, and that the breath and fluctuations could not deceive him.

But the old bishop would not lie to him, this man was indeed a faithless man.

How do unbelievers learn divine arts?

The old bishop did not continue his discussion with Gallo, but looked out the window into the distance, as if thinking about something.

He looked at it for a long time, and it wasn't until Gallo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes that he came back to his senses.

"Ahem, in short, this situation is really unexpected and beyond common sense..."

"It's best to catch that guy named Murphy..."

"I've sucinated his address."

Although Gallo agreed with the old bishop's statement, he couldn't help but say with some concern:

"But it's daylight..."

The old bishop shook his head and said:

"It's okay, this time, I'll go."

"Captain Wentini should be coming to you soon, you should deal with her first."

"But... This..."

Gallo still looked like he wanted to say something, but the old bishop hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Alright, let's decide."

"You don't have to worry, I'm not that old."

In the end, Gallo could only nod helplessly, and then blessed the old bishop with a lot of magic skills, and turned around and asked the little donkey Amiya to accompany him.

"You must protect the old bishop!"

Before leaving, Gallo kept admonishing.

Amiya nodded, crossed her hands over her chest, and gestured with an 'X'.

The old bishop walked slowly in a donkey cart, and wrote a letter on his lap.

After writing the letter, he told Amiya to take a detour to the Church of the Light, where the crusaders at the door would bring the letter to Bishop Jerk and pass it on to Artanis.

He arrived at the 'Thorny Rose' bar around 10 a.m.

It's said to be a bar, but it's more like a high-end club, and it's also open in the morning, providing a place for the rich to have morning tea.

Although the old bishop was a little more modestly dressed, he was still given a rather warm reception after giving the waiter a silver coin.

"This is Mr. Murphy."

The waiter led him to a table by the window, where a middle-aged nobleman with an extraordinary bearing sat reading today's newspaper.

When the old bishop had sat down on his side, Mr. Murphy put down the newspaper, lit a cigarette, and pointed to the headline of the newspaper:

"The scoundrel of the Skull Crusher is really becoming more and more rampant, and even the people of the Duke's family dare to kill it..."

"I wish he had been brought to justice sooner!"

"Alright, Lord Bishop, what can I do for you?"

"Tell him to come out to me."

The old bishop put one hand on the table and the other in his coat pocket, and whispered.

"Excuse me?"

"Tell him to come out to me!"

The old bishop raised his voice a little, and said word by word.

There seemed to be some kind of magic in his voice, which made Mr. Murphy's eyes gradually blur.

But he quickly returned to normal, with a kind smile on his face, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stood up, bowed slightly to the old bishop, and said very humbly:

"Long time no see, Yoro-sensei."

"It's so delightful to see that you're in good health."

With that, he sat back down, snapped his fingers, and called the waiter beside him.

"I need an 'Angel Scent' from Canning, a small glass of fresh milk, two sugar cubes from the Garden Mountains, and a small jug of piping hot water."

"Okay Mr. Murphy, please wait."

The waiter replied.

After the attendants had left, 'Mr. Murphy' turned around, looked at the old bishop, and asked with a smile:

"Teacher, I should remember your favorite flavor correctly, right?"

The old bishop did not say anything, but stared at him silently, as if to see through his soul.

The two looked at each other in silence until the waiter brought the things.

Angel Fragrance is a very special taste of tea, after brewing, there will be a mellow aroma and bitterness similar to coffee, so it must be paired with fresh milk and sugar cubes to adjust the taste suitable for drinking.

This troublesome drink is clearly not for the common people and is only enjoyed by the upper class.

'Mr. Murphy' patiently stirred the sugar cube with the fresh milk, and then brought it to the old bishop with both hands respectfully.

The old bishop picked up the teacup with the hand on the table, lowered his head and took a sip, the serious expression on his face relaxed a little, but he still did not say a word.

"Will he do this for you?"

'Mr. Murphy' asked suddenly.

The old bishop shook his head, and finally spoke:

"No, he's not as well-behaved as you."

The 'Mr. Murphy' on the other side suddenly showed a relieved and relieved expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, outlining a slightly bitter smile, raising his eyebrows again, reaching out and touching the corners of his eyes, as if wiping away the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

"So, I'm still your most proud disciple?"

He followed up with another question.

"No!"

The old bishop said coldly.

'Mr. Murphy' suddenly showed that nervous and cramped look, as if he had been criticized by a teacher, and his face was full of embarrassment and grievances, writhing from side to side on the sofa, like sitting on pins and needles.

After performing for a while, he relaxed again, leaned his back closer to the sofa, struck a match, rekindled the cigarette in his hand, and took a hard puff.

After spitting out a beautiful smoke ring, he continued:

"He... It's called Gallo, right? ”

The old bishop did not answer.

'Mr. Murphy' continued:

"Damn! He's such a jealous guy! ”

"Damn it! Gallo is such a nice name, it's really great! ”

After saying two damn words in a row, his countenance suddenly distorted, and a beastly roar came from his throat:

"But the name was supposed to be mine!"

The old bishop was not frightened by this sudden Yan Yi, he calmly took a sip of tea, and then pushed the teacup to the side with one hand, and said very calmly:

"Put away your pompous performance, you should know that it can't fool me."

The expression on Mr. Murphy's face immediately returned to normal, and he changed to the elegant gentleman in the eyes of others, and then asked rhetorically:

"Then can I ask you not to try to sooth me again?"

"You should know, it's useless to me."

"After all, I'm your proudest disciple, at least I once was."

The old bishop took a deep breath, and finally took out the hand that had been in his pocket all along.

His fingers were covered with broken petals, and he looked like he was bleeding.

"Whatever you're planning, don't go near the City of Innocence!"

"Is this your warning?"

'Mr. Murphy' asked rhetorically, tilting his head slightly, with a somewhat playful smile on his face.

"No, that's advice."

The old bishop replied with great seriousness.

The other party's expression was slightly stunned, and then he laughed again and replied:

"Thank you for your advice, I'll keep it in mind..."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Yoro-sensei."

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