The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low-key manner

Chapter 16 Police Officer, Mist, and Ritual!

A child who looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old sat in the carriage calmly and naturally.

Although he was dressed rather ordinary, he could not escape Ansel's sharp eyes.

The other party is most likely a child from a wealthy family.

Then Ansel's gaze fell on the source of the carriage's pollution, the real lost man.

The lost people at this time felt as if their skin had been peeled off.

Muscles exposed to the air.

He was half-lying in the corner of the carriage, his arms twisted like a pretzel, and his legs seemed to be broken.

Large pieces of flesh and blood curtain inside the carriage were violently torn off.

It can be seen that the guy who was tearing flesh and blood was extremely powerful.

It’s just that… I don’t know where the torn flesh and blood went.

You know, that is the source of distortion and disaster.

At this moment, the lost man who was beaten beyond recognition was trying to dodge under the illumination of the silver lantern. At the same time, he was also absorbing the scattered flesh and blood and the blood flowing on the ground.

"Please step out of the car for inspection, sir!"

Ansel said in a cold voice with a cold and alert look.

But the person he was looking at was not the lost man, but Zorn.

Zorn paused and asked back.

"Mr. Officer, are you sure you're talking to me, and not this horrible and contaminated 'Lost One'?"

"Yes, compared to the Lost One, you are obviously more threatening."

"Please cooperate with the investigation."

After taking a glance at the recovering Lost Man, he determined that he would most likely not recover much in a short period of time, and even if he did recover, he would not pose a threat.

Only then did Zorn stand up and get off the carriage.

Officer Ansel stared at Zorn vigilantly the entire time.

Just when Ansel wanted to pull out the lost man.

Zorn spoke slowly.

"This guy's distorted and polluted spirituality is converging. It's best to let it completely converge."

"Otherwise, once it leaves the area, the pollutant source matter will be completely immersed in the carriage and cannot be expelled."

"The carriage that the coachman relies on for his livelihood will be completely scrapped."

"Even... the coachman and the horses are contaminated to varying degrees."

Zorn's words made Officer Ansel pause slightly.

Although he had received training in this area, this was the first time he had heard of such detailed practical content on distortion and contamination.

The other party's kind reminder made Ansel more curious despite his vigilance.

"all of these……"

Ansel pointed at the carriage and the "Lost One" inside who was recovering slowly.

"You did all this?"

Zorn nodded.

"This guy came to me on his own initiative. If possible, I don't want this terrifying aberration to land on the carriage."

"This will cause me a lot of trouble."

"Originally, I wanted to subdue this lost man and then go to the nearby police station."

"Now that you're here, Officer, it's easier."

Ansel took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"This isn't a matter of trouble or not, it's a matter of life and death."

"You... seem to be a transcendent."

Zorn nodded.

"The roar of the steam wave is resounding throughout the world."

"Mysterious power is resurrecting. If we nobles want to protect our family business, we must master a certain amount of power."

"My grandfather fought for the Republic, participated in many battles, and earned honors and a title. When he returned, he only had one leg left, the other one forever on the battlefield."

"My father, amid the roar of a steamship, discovered for me the mysterious and extraordinary power in the mysterious and unknown seas."

"And I will use this power to make our Korrik family great again!"

Noble! Extraordinary!
Ansel's heart moved slightly.

He had already noticed this from the other person's expression and attitude towards the police.

And from the confused man who was forcibly restrained from his distorted state, it can be seen that this young nobleman possesses astonishing strength.

However, the fact that the other party is a noble cannot be an excuse to avoid questioning.

All necessary inquiry procedures must be followed.

Fortunately, the young "noble" in front of him seemed easier to talk to.

As Ansel asked questions, Zorn cooperated very well.

After all, Zorn is also a "victim."

Although the Holy See and the Republic are trying their best to control the appearance of extraordinary people, and may even conduct investigations.

But it is a semi-public secret that the nobles possess extraordinary powers, and this is tacitly accepted.

After all, the current republic is ruled by the nobles.

In conversation.

Information about the officer "Ansel" in front of him also emerged in Zorn's mind, as well as plans and information about his "friends in the police station."

"The law enforcement sequence is the key sequence for maintaining order and combating crime."

"I need some friends in the police station so that I can complete my mission faster and better when fighting against those criminals from the Tantric sects and evil god organizations."

"It can help me solve problems, and at the same time, it can help my friends in the police station get promoted."

This win-win cooperation scenario is something that Zorn is very happy to see.

The police officer in front of us, Ansel, is a loyal and responsible police officer.

Zorn remembers that he was involved in many matters and was a talented partner worth working with.

If the other party is willing to cooperate, Zorn doesn't mind letting them climb to a higher position.

Soon, Officer Ansel learned the whole process of the incident from Zorn.

At this time, the Lost One finally managed to regain his human form.

He looked at the "monster" guarding the door and the police from the police station.

If the police had arrived later, he would have been beaten to death by that horrible monster.

At this time, Ansel glanced at Zorn.

His method of dealing with things has always been very direct, which is to kill the confused person on the spot.

Then let the church's law enforcement team come and deal with it.

But after killing the Lost One, this area is bound to be polluted.

The young nobleman before him, named "Zorn Kerrik," seemed to possess considerable knowledge of the supernatural regarding these horrific deformed and contaminated creatures. He should have a better solution.

"It's time to show off your real skills!"

Zorn took a deep breath and looked at Officer Ansel.

"Can you lend me the silver lantern?"

"of course can."

Officer Ethel handed the lantern to Zorn.

Zorn placed the lantern on the carriage door frame and glanced at the lost man.

At this moment, the lost man dared not move at all.

Confusion is real, and pain is also real.

The lost person at this time has not completely gone crazy, but still maintains a certain degree of rationality and is also afraid of pain.

Pour a little bit of Star Mark Qi into the silver flame.

"Zizi..."

For a moment, a silver light shone brightly.

Then he crossed his fingers and clasped his fists in front of his chest, chanting slowly in the "Ancient Language of Saint Yama".

"Following the will of the great Supreme, the explorer in the endless fog, Lord Philoeus Cavendish, I, in the name of the Mist Guide, will grant you your true name—George."

"You will follow this officer to the Land of the True Name to receive the gift from Master Philoeus Cavendish."

The intersection of secret words and ritual candles makes the silver light like a sharp blade, piercing through reason and confusing confusion.

As Zorn finished his explanation, the small "ceremony" ended.

The rising silver light then dimmed and returned to its original brightness.

The lost man who originally wanted to escape became dull and dazed in a short period of time, and his originally distorted and restless power was also curbed to a certain extent.

"Now……"

Zorn looked at Officer Ansel.

"He will obey your orders, Officer Ansel, and will follow you all the way. During this time, his distorted power will be contained, preventing him from causing any pollution or unleashing the power of the Lost."

"Until you take him to where he should go."

After observing the whole process and listening to Zorn's explanation, Ansel widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"Is this...really?"

"This is the Lost One, a Lost One with terrifying catastrophic and contaminating power. And it was contained just like that?"

Ansel, somewhat surprised, gave several instructions to the confused people in the carriage.

For example, getting off the carriage, squatting with your head in your hands, turning around, etc.

The confused young people strictly followed the police officer's instructions.

While issuing instructions.

Officer Ansel felt a surge of fear in his heart like a huge wave.

Although the Oglen City Police Department also trains and educates these extraordinary people who have mastered extraordinary powers, most of the extraordinary knowledge they learn is very superficial.

The young nobleman in front of him seemed to have mastered some special secret language. Through a small ceremony, he controlled this troublesome guy.

There is no doubt that he possesses very profound knowledge of supernatural science.

"If I had a friend or advisor like this who was well-versed in paranormal knowledge, it would undoubtedly be of great help to me."

After all, supernatural powers are constantly emerging in Oglan City.

He needs a friend like this.

Even...the police station in their foggy area needs such an extraordinary "career counselor".

After some thought, Ansel quickly made a decision.

"Respected Lord Zorn, thank you very much for curbing the Lost Ones and for helping me."

"You may now proceed in your carriage and make your journey."

"Also, regarding the coachman's situation, you should know better than I how to deal with it."

The fact that a mysterious supernatural being had beaten up a lost person was enough for him to take Zorn to the police station and even to the church for investigation.

But in that case, he would lose an important friend.

By pretending not to see it, he will gain a good friendship.

"Thank you very much, Officer."

Zorn boarded the carriage and waved goodbye to Officer Ansel.

"If you need some help with paranormal studies, or are looking for a paranormal consultant, you can come to see me on Gloucester Street. The address is in the notes you just wrote down."

As the carriage moved forward, the officer and his lantern were soon submerged in the thick fog.

"Dear... honored... guest!"

At this time, the coachman's trembling voice sounded, slightly interrupting Zorn's thoughts.

Zorn naturally knew what the coachman needed.

He spoke slowly.

"For the next three days, go to a nearby church to pray Zuhr prayer every day. If you miss Zuhr prayer, you can also pray Maghrib or Maghrib prayer."

"This will completely eliminate the influence of the Lost Ones on you. Oh, and if possible, the carriage should also be parked near the church."

The pollution of the Lost will make those affected easily forget their own names and suffer from memory loss and other problems.

The Holy Sun Church is the best place for treatment.

"in addition……"

He took out nine silver royal coins and handed them to the coachman through the front window.

This was all the silver dragon coins he had on him.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have met these guys you shouldn't have met."

"You deserve this."

The coachman, who had been worried about the situation, felt relieved after receiving the silver dragon coin.

"Thank you, generous guest."

The coachman's tone was filled with unconcealed surprise.

As the carriage continued to move forward, Zorn was also slightly lost in thought.

"A friend from the police station, maybe... he'll be of use soon."

"If we can cooperate with some of the powerful people in the police station, then some actions can be more rationalized, and we can even obtain a certain degree of threat immunity."

None of those who can reach the pinnacle of power in Oglan City are good people, and many of them even have a shady side.

As a [player], Zorn naturally knows a lot of negative information.

But before you have enough strength.

It is naturally impossible for Zorn to use these shady sides to threaten those bigwigs, as that would undoubtedly be courting death.

But as Zorn grew stronger, he made more friends.

That's easy.

(End of this chapter)