Duncan's deliberations were fruitless, as he didn't know where to go to find a second Suncultist who was still panting to test his conclusions.

This kind of thing depends on fate.

Duncan slowly stood up, and the faint green spiritual fire lamps in the basement swayed without wind in the confined space, and in the shadowy light and shadow, his thoughts slowly spread again.

Believers in the gods and receive blessings may be seen by the spirit fire as a "transcendent object," that ...... What about ordinary people?

This flame burns on ordinary people, can it have more impact than the "light and shadow effects" on the surface? If not, then how far does it take to believe in a god before this flame can be regarded as an effective "transcendent target"? Cultists who believe in evil gods can burn them, but what about those who believe in righteous gods?

Duncan calmly looked at the dim light in the room and suddenly smiled faintly.

"They're people."

So all thinking stopped at thinking, and he did not continue on this line of thought.

This flame is a powerful force, a great force that is not sinful in itself, but a weak will is very likely to lead to depravity, and since discovering that he has an unimaginable ability, Duncan has always reminded himself of this - no matter how famous "Captain Duncan" is, no matter how powerful the spirit fire is, he must always be alert to his boundaries as a "human".

He can't just test or master his own power and treat people as inhuman beings—even in this other world, even if he's not necessarily dealing with "humans" in the standard sense.

It's one thing to make a shot in battle, it's another thing to try a knife with a weak person in order to satisfy your curiosity.

Duncan exhaled softly, looked at the dark green fireball still burning in his hand, and waved it away.

The flames faithfully obeyed his orders and dissipated silently into the air.

Duncan smiled—he was, and always will be, the master of this flame.

After the spirit fire dissipated, the environment in the basement quickly returned from eerie to normal, and the faint green lights returned to their original bright and clear appearance one by one, and Duncan looked around, looking at the messy scene, thinking about what to do next.

The odd girl named Shirley was gone, and it looked like she had escaped by some otherworldly means, and he didn't know anything about it, and he didn't know where to find her—which was a pity.

He still had a lot of questions to ask, and now it seemed that there was no chance.

But Duncan always felt that he might meet the girl again - not unfounded speculation, but because the girl's purpose was obviously to get into trouble with this group of Suncultists, to find out something from this gang of cultists, and the Sunists in the city-state of Plain have been at their peak in recent times, and there will be countless similar gatherings operating in the shadows, in the style of Shirley and "Dog......

Sooner or later, they're going to make a big mess.

Duncan carries the usurped Sun Emblem on his body, and can sense the activities of the Sun Cultists in the city, although it seems that the perception range of this thing is not too large, but as long as he is idle and walks around the city, he may be able to encounter new fun.

As for the mess here, Duncan was not interested in helping to clean it up.

He simply picked up the golden mask left by the Sun Priest from the ashes on the ground, and carefully wiped the ashes and dust from its surface—it was his trophy to be taken to the Lost for study.

The priest was burned clean, and all the items related to the transcendent realm on his body were also turned to ashes, and the Sun Mask was the only "relic" he left in this world.

“…… It's okay to say that the palm-sized amulet might be a bit oversized......" Duncan muttered thoughtfully, after weighing the Sun Mask a few times, "And if you encounter professionals from the Deep Sea Church, you might even be detected by special means......"

It's hard to bring this mask back to the antique store safely, and even if you bring it back, you may be found by Nina, and there will be some mess at that time.

The best thing to do is to send it directly to a place that is absolutely safe.

In his thoughts, Duncan turned his head and looked at the pigeon that was perched on his shoulder, and he had a new test idea - could this pigeon walking alone in the spirit realm bring things back to the Lost Country without acting together?

The pigeon tilted its head and looked at Duncan with big eyes: "Sledgehammer eighty, hammer forty!" ”

Duncan Ichikaku: "Just work overtime, and I'll figure out how to get you some fries on the boat - see if you can bring this mask to the Lost Land yourself." ”

The pigeon flapped its wings and let out a distinctive high-pitched female voice as it flew towards the mask in Duncan's hand: "I wanted to refuse, but you gave too much!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Duncan saw a flash of light and shadow in front of him, and the dove and the mask disappeared from his vision at the same time—and in the depths of his consciousness, he clearly felt that Say's breath suddenly appeared in the captain's bedroom of the Lost Land.

The delay is barely a second!

This pigeon is so fast! Can it teleport items so quickly?

As soon as Duncan sighed in his heart, he felt a flower in front of him, and Ay in the form of a bone dove jumped out of thin air and landed on his shoulder—the bird flapped its wings, and its undead body turned into a white dove again, and raised its neck triumphantly: "Teleportation successful!" ”

Duncan nodded in his heart when he saw the state of the other party when he jumped out, and felt that things made sense: it was natural that the bone pigeon was faster than Ey.

Then he straightened his clothes, made sure that there were no suspicious traces of blood on his body, and that there were no traces of himself at the scene (in fact, he had not touched anything since he entered the door, for fear of leaving fingerprints or anything like that), and then carefully opened the iron door with his fingers on his clothes, and returned to the outside through the walking ladder when he came.

The sun, bound by the double rune ring, had sunk near the horizon, and a magnificent sunset spread along the jagged rooftops of the lower city, and in the sunset, the pale cracks in the sky were already looming.

As soon as Duncan saw the sky, he immediately dismissed the idea of continuing to investigate the city—Nina was coming home from school.

The kid's "Uncle Duncan" had just gotten better, and he couldn't stay awake all night.

Duncan walked briskly away from the abandoned factory and followed the route he remembered in the direction of the main road, through the crooked alleys, through the strange smell of sewage, and finally gradually heard the sound of traffic faintly coming from a distance.

It's not completely dark yet, and the last bus should still be in time.

But Duncan stopped abruptly.

At the junction not far ahead, he saw four men in uniform—two of them dressed in dark blue sheriff's attire with epaulettes, with batons and revolvers, and two in slightly ecclesiastical black coats that were halfway between a trench coat and a gown, with a large revolver holster at the waist and a steel sword that seemed out of place for the current era.

The two men in long black coats had something else standing out from their waists: a lantern decorated with runes, apparently used for night patrols.

The four people in uniform at the intersection seemed to be handing over the work, Duncan was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted:

They are the sheriffs of the town hall and the guardians of the church.

The sheriff kept the city in order during the day, the guardians kept the city-state quiet at night, and now the sun was sinking, and the time of day and night was approaching—the time for the secular and the theocracy to exchange places.

This is a unique "landscape" in this world.

The four didn't seem to notice Duncan.

Duncan walked over calmly—hesitating for a moment, but it quickly occurred to him that he had a clear conscience.

Law-abiding citizens take advantage of the fact that it is not dark to walk outside without committing crimes.

One of the church guards who was performing the handover finally noticed the figure walking towards him, and the tall young man raised his head, and immediately waved his hand at Duncan and shouted: "Citizen! It's getting dark, go home as soon as possible, it's not safe outside. ”

"Gentlemen! I'll report it to you," Duncan said earnestly as he quickened his pace and walked over, "I heard a lot of movement in the abandoned factory over there, and I saw a lot of sneaky guys coming in and out of there earlier......

Speaking of this, he paused, and added: "I read the newspaper before, and it said that everyone should actively report abnormal gatherings and abnormal noises around them......"