"Damn! Herace, this waste, can't even send a distress signal? ”

Outside the Caping Villa, a handsome man in a neat dress looked at the corpses hanging neatly on the street lamp at the door, his face instantly sank, and his golden eyes were full of anger.

He was hiding in the shadows and was responsible for protecting Kaping.

To be precise, to protect their 'business' with Kaping.

Usually with Heras they are protected, they don't need to take action themselves.

His presence is only a form of insurance in case they encounter an enemy they can't fight.

But only if it is.

He can detect enemy attacks in advance.

However, it's a pity.

Heras had not been able to give a signal until he died, and was now hanging from a street lamp.

If it weren't for a large group of girls who claimed to have been kidnapped by Caping who had fled to the church of the Night, if it weren't for the patrolling police who found the bodies hanging neatly all the way outside the villa, or if MI9 had been well informed.

I'm afraid he's still in the dark!

But he also knows that now is not the time for incompetent rage.

He had to enter the villa before the other forces reacted.

He needs to confirm the damage, and at the same time, destroy the incriminating evidence.

The handsome man glanced at the corpses above his head, and the spirits in their bodies were long gone.

The handsome man immediately gave up his psychic and turned to enter the villa, where he went straight upstairs over the corpses of the servants who had fallen to the ground in the hall.

He clearly had a clear goal, which was the study at the end of the corridor on the second floor, which was Kapin.

It's just that when he saw the broken door of the secret room in the study, his expression was gloomy and terrifying.

The chamber is empty!

Whether it's the finances that Caping has accumulated over the years, or the incriminating evidence left by that idiot......

"Wow wow wow wow wow!!"

At this moment, the handsome man suddenly became alert.

Above him, a short, screaming figure with a knife fell straight down on his neck.

"Imprisoned!"

The handsome man was alert in his heart, and as soon as he raised his left hand, he immediately fixed the figure rushing above his head in mid-air.

"What the hell is this?"

The handsome man looked at the little monster that was imprisoned in mid-air on the top of his head, still screaming at the monster, with a black hood and a scimitar in his hand that exuded a cold glow, but its body was translucent.

There is no doubt that this is a ghost.

And in his cognition, the extraordinary person who can manipulate the ghost is either the corpse collector sequence or the prisoner sequence.

"Stupid."

The handsome man sneered.

The other party arranged this ghost to sneak up on him here, but this was the stupidest move.

Because this is clearly a certificate for him to investigate the identity of the other party.

Even if the other party has eliminated Heras's spirit, this intact ghost in front of him can completely give him more information!

Just as he was thinking about it, the handsome man's spirituality suddenly warned again.

In the afterglow, a blinding scarlet shot out of the shadows.

"Imprisoned!"

The handsome man's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately raised his right hand to point at the figure.

In an instant, the attacking figure was imprisoned in mid-air.

But then he felt a pain in his wrist.

Although he had reported in time, his wrist was still bitten by a strong sturdy one.

And what bit him was a thin wild dog with scarlet eyes.

The handsome man's golden eyes shot furious flames.

A wild dog actually bit him!

……

"Someone touched my trap."

In a house in Hilston, Ember suddenly spoke.

"How do you know?"

Furth, who was holding Kurala and rubbing hard, asked a little strangely.

"Because the little slave died."

Ember explained casually, then pulled out a square urn with a harsh scarlet color and gently shook it with a spirit bell.

After a moment of silence, Ember suddenly said, "However, he is also dying." ”

"Why?"

Hugh was also a little strange.

"He was bitten."

Ember put away the urn, looked at the two of them, and said calmly.

"Just being bitten and dying? You poisoned? ”

Hugh and Firth looked at each other, both strange.

But they didn't doubt it—

After all, Ember is just a sequence 9...... A master of tricks who has just been promoted to Sequence 8.

No matter how strong his opponent is, he should only have Sequence 8 at best.

An official Sequence 8 Extraordinary, killing a wild Sequence 8 Extraordinaire shouldn't be a difficult thing to do.

And Ember didn't intend to continue explaining.

Does he want to explain that it was because the one who bit the other party was the scarlet and corrupt dog payroll king who carried enough to kill the gods?

Hugh and Furth had no intention of continuing to ask.

Even roommates who live together should not casually inquire into each other's secrets.

"That's right."

Suddenly, with some curiosity, Furth asked, "Are the Kurala assassins?" Hmm~, I mean the assassin sequence. ”

"Yes."

Ember glanced at Folth, nodded slightly, and asked, "She told you that?" ”

He would go to Carpin that night for trouble, certainly not because he was bored.

Instead, it is necessary to provide a chance for the Kulara sisters who have become 'at this moment' to play-

After all, assassinating scum like Kapin can not only provide Kulara with the opportunity to play, but also will not have any psychological burden.

"Hmm."

Furth's expression was a little strange, "Kulala must be a ghost, right?" How did you turn her into an assassin? ”

It is easy to understand that a person who drinks potions becomes extraordinary.

It's also easy to understand that animals drink potions and become extraordinary animals.

But.

Ghosts don't even have bodies, so how can they drink potions?

"It's simple."

Ember said calmly, "Pour the potion on their ashes." ”

"Are you a pervert?!"

Furth felt a little chilly, and he only felt hairy all over his body.

"Is that okay?"

Hugh is a little strange, the ashes drinking potion can actually react to the spirit, which is unheard of.

"I tried."

Ember is concise and to the point, with no idea of in-depth explanation.

Because it's not something to be seen with him.

He was now pondering another question, and that was the words that Capin had confessed before he died.

"Although he was stalling for time at the time, it should not be a lie."

"He didn't say that he was a royal family, but the information revealed by the side knock was quite obvious."

"And the extraordinary people around him can also confirm this very well."

Ember's eyes flickered, and he had a vague feeling that he seemed to have grasped some important information.

In his experience.

Ordinary people can only provide 1 soul.

Sequence 9 has 5 points for the Extraordinaire and Sequence 8 has 50 points.

The Extraordinary, named Heras, provided a full 5,000 soul points, so he could tell that the other party was a Sequence 6 Extraordinary.

It was the most generous extraordinary man he had ever seen in this world, and at the same time the strongest one he had ever killed.

And the other three, two are 500 points and one is 50 points.

That is, two-digit sequence 7, one-bit sequence 8.

This kind of security is not much different from that of Earl Hall, which is not the treatment that human traffickers should have.

If he was suspicious of Kapin's words, now he is almost sure.

The force that allowed Kapin to traffick human beings and provide him with a protective umbrella is the royal family!

But, why?

Why does the royal family support a human trafficker, and why does it need so many slaves?

Ember's thoughts suddenly paused for a moment, as he almost subconsciously thought of a possibility—

Something to do with the Black Emperor?