"My name is Percy, and he's a captain... His status in the Bureau is not low, he's a middle-level leader..."
"And, he is very trusted to be able to temporarily take charge of that magical item..."
Aaron recited his honorable name silently, called out the spirit body, looked at the sleeping Percy, and mobilized the power of the secret source to start purification.
This is not just about planting a spy in the investigation bureau. The key is that the other party has met him a few times and is considered to be destined to have a good impression.
Of course, the most important thing was the opponent's decisive blow at that time, which successfully delayed Roberts and bought time for Aaron's subsequent pursuit.
So in Aaron's opinion, this is meritorious!
Now seeing how miserable the other party is, I naturally want to give him a chance.
Redeeming the other person is a gift!
Moreover, it doesn’t matter even if the other party doesn’t want to be this second-rate guy, his existence itself is a channel to contact the Investigation Bureau!
Even if you betray him in the future, it doesn't matter. If you do something intolerable, just kill him!
Buzz!
Under the soft light, the bandages on Percy's face fell apart, revealing a layer of terrifying lines, and a large number of blood vessels squirming like living creatures.
But in the end, they fell off one after another and became tangled with each other, forming a ball of thread the size of a thumb.
"Non-human level pollutants can be used to make special bullets, the power of which is on the same level as evil curses and parasites..."
Aaron opened a box, put the ball of flesh and blood thread inside, closed it gently, and then unceremoniously took out the bottle of smelling salts, opened it and shook it under Percy's nose.
"ah!"
Percy's eyes trembled violently, and he suddenly stood up, his forehead covered with cold sweat, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
After he woke up, he saw a figure standing on the edge of his hospital bed. He was of medium build, in his thirties, with blue eyes...
"Who are you?"
Percy subconsciously touched the gun at his waist, but his hand came up empty.
The long period of training caused his eyes to scan around, looking for items that could be used as suitable weapons.
"Percy Anias!"
Aaron put down the medical record book hanging on the hospital bed and said with a smile: "Although I am not from the Investigation Bureau, is this how you talk to your benefactor?"
"benefactor?"
Percy pressed his forehead and suddenly thought about it.
I used the 'Ghoul Mask' myself and was contaminated by this magical item, almost going crazy!
Even at this time, he could still recall some mysterious knowledge about ghouls, but his spirit was very calm, without feeling manic, chaotic, or bloodthirsty.
He immediately understood that not only had he met a bold and wild Extraordinary, he also had an extremely miraculous healing ability!
As the captain of the Investigation Bureau, Percy knew that he would most likely not be saved, at least not by the Green Forest City Investigation Bureau.
As a client, he has a better understanding of how bad his situation is than the doctors in the bureau.
And now, his mysterious 'injury' has been healed. This is simply a miracle! No, a miracle!
This also made Percy even more wary of this mysterious man, and he couldn't help but glance outside the ward.
"I'm afraid your partner won't be able to wake up unless he sleeps all night."
Aaron maintained the mysterious man's style and put great pressure on Percy who was lying down.
"What do you want to do? Or...what do you want from me?" Percy asked in a low voice.
He understood that at this time, he could not resist at all.
Although, he has long been determined, if the other party wants to betray the Investigation Bureau, then he would rather die!
Aaron seemed to see through his mind and chuckled: "In this world, there are many things more terrifying than death... And even death is not the end... The reason why I saved you is just because
You are luckier, right... As for the price? Well... you have two choices now, the first is to recite my Lord's name with me, the second is to die here directly, you choose!"
Most of the time, reciting the true name will not result in an immediate response from the hidden existence, but it has already registered with the other party, and it may explode at any time in the long life ahead!
Percy was deeply aware of this and immediately fell into a struggle.
"Don't worry, although I asked you to recite the honorable name and join my side, you currently have no plans to become an enemy of the Investigation Bureau..."
Aaron seemed to see his concerns and continued: "If you really encounter a task you don't like, you can still choose to die..."
Of course, you can also choose to sell out, but this will inevitably result in divine punishment from an unknown being, and you will not have peace after death...
This is the inherent knowledge of the mysterious world.
But in reality? Aaron does not yet have the power of divine punishment...
If Percy didn't admit his guilt after eating and wiping his meal, he would have no choice but to stare blankly or go out and punish the opponent himself.
"What honorable name?"
Percy clenched his fists.
Although he was panicked, he understood one thing.
Even if this is a solicitation by the evil god, he can still choose to report it to the bureau after knowing more information!
Because trying to die here is the most stupid and useless thing to do.
"Very good, follow me and recite in the language of the spirit world... The false spirit wandering in the unknown, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer!"
Aaron smiled.
"Is it the spirit of falsehood? Are you a member of the destroyed Ethereal Spirit sect?!" Percy's eyes widened: "No...this secret existence that cannot prove its own existence actually exists!"
After the previous miracle of treatment, he no longer had any doubts about the existence of the spirit of illusion.
At the same time, he also knew that once he recited the honorable name, he would inevitably fall into the trap of a hidden existence and would never be able to escape from it for the rest of his life. This curse might even be passed on to future generations through the bloodline.
Even if you are determined, you can't help but hesitate.
"I believe in the great False Spirit, but I do not belong to the False Spirit Religion... How about? If you join my group, I will also tell you the truth and follow-up of the Roberts case..."
Aaron smiled and offered another price.
'Captain, and Cassidine...'
Percy clenched his fists, his eyes became firm, and he recited the honorable name of 'False Spirit' in the language of the spirit world.
Although nothing happened, he had an ominous feeling that he had fallen into the abyss.
"Very good... then, I will abide by the agreement."
Aaron told Percy all the ins and outs of the Roberts case, and finally said: "In the end, Roberts, who was on the run, was killed by an 'evil spirit'..."
"The path of 'Netherworld', the evil spirit of the fourth element?" Percy asked in surprise: "Who is he?"
"He is a senior member of our religious order. Of course, this is top secret information at the moment!"
Aaron smiled: "Your current mission is to recover from your injuries. In the future, the Order may be of use to you in the Investigation Bureau..."
He stood up and walked to the door.
"etc……"
Percy was tied to the bed and couldn't move at all. He could only shout: "Your religious order... no, which one is our religious order?"
In his mind, a series of names of evil associations emerged.
For example, School of the Sunset, Society of the Lotus Eaters, Order of the Fallen Star, Blood of Decline, Gourmet Guild, Ring of Oak, etc...
At this time, Aaron had already walked out of the ward, and only the voice still echoed: "Invisible Hermitage!"
