Unbeknownst to Rivesside, however, Robert V, who had mastered the entire black market trading network, had completed an important upgrade with the help of the mechanical chapter fragments provided by Alfie.

After completing the upgrade, Robert V has become more humane, and even has some human feelings, and the direct consequence of this is that Robert V is no longer as impersonal and selfless as before in the implementation of certain rules, but mixed with a lot of human factors, so the information of the auction participants who should have been kept strictly confidential was given favors by Robert V......

Rivesside now feels extremely remorseful, and deeply reflects that he should not easily leave his fate in the hands of others, even if the other party's reputation is fully guaranteed.

At the recently concluded black market auction, Levesside returned in vain. After a large number of munitions appeared at the auction and it was clearly stated that they needed potions as auction chips, Rivesside keenly deduced that there must be a shadow of the Imperial Military Department behind it.

In fact, the Imperial Military Department did not conceal this, that is, to clearly tell the other people participating in the auction: All the potions of the Imperial Military Department have been packaged! At the same time, it is secretly warning those forces that have potions that no potions are allowed to circulate on the market!

After coming to this conclusion, Rivesside immediately dismissed the idea of auctioning the magic suppression stone in exchange for the potion, otherwise he would create such a big enemy as the Imperial Military Department for the Holy See branch in the storm.

The appearance of the mysterious sweeper next made Rivisside have a bad premonition, he didn't believe that this mysterious force did not know the plans of the Imperial Military Department, but this force still dared to do it blatantly, and this unscrupulous behavior made Rivisside feel even more frightened.

Sensing the danger of impending rain, Levesed hurried out of the black market after the auction was over, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone was forbidden to leave during the auction, he would have left the land long ago.

At the same time as the mysterious force that was in opposition to the Imperial military department appeared, Rivaseid could almost conclude that everything that happened at the black market auction must have been predicted by Ista as well, otherwise the mysterious force would not have been so well prepared.

After feeling that he had entered the prophecy again, Rivisside had a strong sense of crisis, and he suddenly found that no matter how strict the secrecy measures of the black market were, there was no secret in front of the oracle, even if the oracle could not predict the identity of the people participating in the auction, but from the final result, his identity could definitely be determined. In this way, the news that he has hidden the magic suppression stone on his body will probably be leaked out because of this.

Levished was horrified to find himself unconsciously in an extremely dangerous situation: the magic suppression stone that was not sold at the auction was enough to arouse the covetousness of those magical sanctuary, and Alfie, who had been tracking down the corpse case, would definitely find him, with his current image, attending the black market auction on behalf of the Holy See branch was a very abnormal thing in itself, even if Alfie did not suspect him before, he would be suspicious of him now.

This was the real reason why Levase didn't dare to rush back to St. Jessica's Cathedral after coming out of the black market, and he knew very well that if anyone wanted to track him, the best way was to stay near St. Jessica's Cathedral.

The surest way out of this precarious situation is only to wait until the light is fully lit and return to the branch of the Holy See in the crowd of visitors to the cathedral. Rivisside believed that neither the coveting Suppressor Stone, nor Alfie, would risk the world's condemnation to attack him in public.

After the plan was decided, Rivisside began to wander around the imperial capital "aimlessly", but fortunately it was already dawn, not far from the daily opening hours of St. Jessica's Cathedral, and the streets had begun to appear sparsely populated after a night of silence.

The existence of the black market has long been a tacit thing for everyone, and at this time of the day, there will be a large number of people wearing black market cloaks in the imperial capital, and people who are used to morning activities have long been familiar with people wearing black market cloaks.

'It's almost time. Rivesside counted the time, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: the auction had been over for so long, and there were no suspicious people around him, and it seemed that he had thought too much.

Levased quietly adjusted the direction of his stroll, and inadvertently blended into the flow of people to St. Jessica's Cathedral - according to past experience, every year after the New Year's celebrations, St. Jessica's Cathedral ushered in a peak of tours, and believers from all over the empire would take advantage of this opportunity to pay their respects, and this year it seems that the crowds that converged from different streets have crowded the square outside St. Jessica's Cathedral.

Looking at the Cathedral of St. Jessica, which was already close in front of him unconsciously, a treacherous smile hung on the corner of Revised's mouth in the surging crowd, and it was not easy to find him out of the crowd. Rivisside quietly took off the hood from his cloak, and it was too dazzling to wrap himself so tightly at this time.

Seeing that the gate of St. Jessica's Cathedral was about to arrive, Rivisside suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis, and the solemn gate seemed to have turned into a giant mouth, trying to swallow him.

Rivisside glanced around in surprise and saw that he was surrounded by believers with pious and solemn expressions, and did not notice anything unusual. Levesside couldn't help but wonder, where does this sense of crisis come from?

Rivisside hesitated, instinctively telling him that he must never step into the church door, but the believers around him had no such concerns, and under the "surrounding" of the crowd, he had to follow the flow of the tide step by step to approach the hideous "big mouth".

Rivesside felt as if he was being held tightly by an invisible giant hand, constantly pulling him into the huge mouth, his heart twitching rapidly, as if to squeeze all the blood out of his body, and his breathing became rapid, and the giant hand seemed to squeeze every breath of air out of his lungs.

'I can't just sit still!' Rivisside screamed with all his might, but his mouth felt like a ball of cotton, and he couldn't make any sound. He struggled to ask for help from the crowd around him, but found that he could no longer command even a little finger, and all the people around him had a hint of excitement and fanaticism on their faces about to enter the Holy Land, and none of them noticed the anomaly of Rivasided among them.

'It's over!' Rivisside felt a pang of despair, a feeling of powerlessness that he hadn't felt even during the undead scourge of the Battle of Frosakken. Under this invisible pressure, he had no power to resist at all, even if the true skills he had been hiding had been suppressed.

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