Chapter 1010 Situation

"Betrayed? Do you mean that Viscount Field has been abandoned by the real mastermind?" After listening to James' words, Gregor thought for a while and then asked.

"This is obvious, and Field did not expect this situation."

James said, obviously, based on Field's performance just now, he didn't want to die yet, and he didn't expect his own mutation. In his cognition, he shouldn't mutate now.

Why? At this point, James thought of Field, before he met them, a butler-like figure gave him a cup of tea.

If... that cup of tea was a drug that suppressed his mutation, then his mutation would definitely not have come so quickly. It was because Field drank that cup of tea that he felt at ease to follow him to the Security Bureau.

But what if that cup of tea is not actually a drug that suppresses mutations, but instead stimulates mutations?

As a discarded pawn, Field mutated in the Security Bureau, and the poison gas he released destroyed the entire Security Bureau, and the threat to the real mastermind was also reduced.

Thinking of this, James, who was trying to suppress his discomfort, looked at the hunters lying on the ground and wailing around him, and couldn't help but frown.

Now, although the poison gas did not destroy the Security Bureau, it temporarily paralyzed it. In this case, neither the hunters nor James himself could go out. They could only hope that the people from the church would come quickly and see how much they could recover in a short period of time, and then go after the mastermind after the recovery as soon as possible.

James' intuition told him that since even a chess piece like Zui Field had been abandoned, the mastermind behind the scenes might be about to make some big move.

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In the afternoon, in the northern mountainous area of ​​Igwynt, deep in a dense forest, stood a large Western-style villa.

This western-style building has four floors. Although it is not high, it is very spacious. There are nearly ten windows on both sides of the gate. The red walls have sloping roofs and pointed roofs on the four corners. A long iron fence surrounds a wide courtyard with trimmed trees and a small fountain in the courtyard, and some gardeners and security guards coming and going.

This is one of Viscount Field's villas in the North Mountain, and it is also the most hidden one. It was built and passed down by the previous generation of Viscount Field. In fact, the actual owner here has been quietly changed since 1949.

In a spacious room by the window, an old man named Luer, dressed in butler's clothes, was sitting on the main seat of the sofa with his legs crossed, flipping through a book with a green cover. Next to him was a servant who was concentrating on making tea for him.

Although he was wearing the clothes of a butler, Luer acted like the master at this moment, and this was the norm in this villa. In the inside story unknown to the citizens of Igwinter, he had already been the real master in this villa.

Before the war, Luer, who was being hunted, met Field who was traveling. Luer then used the "Cup" to corrupt him, making him his puppet and pretending to be Field's butler. He then followed Field back to Igwinter, and used Field to develop his own power in Igwinter, creating the Red Communion and preparing for his own promotion.

And now, the time is almost right.

At this time, a knock on the door echoed in the room, and Luer, who was reading a book, spoke bluntly.

"Come in."

As soon as Luer finished speaking, the door opened and Bill, dressed in a neat suit, walked in. He came to Luer, bowed and said.

"Teacher, the ceremony site has been arranged. Now we just have to wait for the Holy Number."

"Well, you've worked hard. You've prepared a lot for today. It's time to settle matters in Igwinter." Lue nodded in response, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"When I get promoted to Chalk, I'll make those guys in Tivian pay the price."

Bill straightened up, looked at Luer with a hint of worry in his expression and spoke slowly.

"Teacher, I'm still a little worried about that mysterious organization. Will they take advantage of this opportunity to make a move?"

"Don't worry. I don't think that so-called organization is anything special. The reason why they were able to severely damage Buck and his group was largely because they took advantage of the Security Bureau. Now that Field has mutated inside the Security Bureau, even if he can't destroy the Security Bureau, he can at least severely damage them. I don't believe that those guys can come up with anything without the momentum to take advantage of."

As he spoke, Luer closed the book in his hand and placed it on the table. The title of the book was written on the cover - "Voodoo Forest Exploration Journal".

"The instructor spent three whole days using poison identification to slowly turn Field into a poison gas monster. It was for this moment that Field mutated in the Security Bureau. Haha... I guess even if James was present, it would be enough for them..."

Looking at the secret book on the table, Bill sighed and said, "Because of the different types of poisons, the monsters they eventually mutate into will also be different. For example, Field was cursed to become a poisonous plant thanks to this secret book. Like the author of this adventure log, Field was cursed to become a poisonous plant in the end."

"Field is the most useful chess piece I have ever used. Even if I can achieve great success and immortality in the future, I will never forget him." With a slight smile, Luer made his evaluation of Field, then looked at Bill and continued.

"Okay, it's almost night, the holy hour is approaching, let's make the final preparations."

"Yes, mentor."

Then, Luer and others slowly walked out of the room. On the wall near the window of the house where they had just talked, a gecko was lying there and spitting out its tongue.

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A carriage was parked in a woods two kilometers away from Field Villa. Dorothy was sitting in the carriage with a frown on her face.

After confirming that the other party had reached the destination villa through tracking the beacon talisman, Dorothy parked the carriage at the edge of the puppet's control radius. She then used the crow puppet to carry other small puppets to fly to the distant villa. After landing on the roof of the villa, she began to conduct all-round detection.

Through the passive ability brought by identification, Dorothy can directly see the existence of highly spiritual objects in her field of vision, so she bypassed the few extraordinary detection equipment such as the radiant lights in the house, and carefully collected intelligence in every corner of the house to prepare for the subsequent raid. However, just now, the intelligence she collected surprised her.

"Fuck, that butler is actually the mentor? Viscount Field, who was captured by the Security Bureau, is actually just a puppet?! And a puppet that can mutate into a poison gas bomb? The Security Bureau may be paralyzed now..."

Dorothy's mind was in turmoil, and she began to worry about Greg, hoping that nothing would happen to him in this wave of poison gas attack.

Anyway, the current situation was far beyond Dorothy's expectations. Her original plan was for the Security Bureau to hold the mentor back while she dealt with the gang in the base and rescued the children, and then collected some money before the Security Bureau arrived. But now her plans were all messed up.

The mentor managed to escape successfully, and the shell he escaped from temporarily destroyed the Security Bureau. Now the stronghold Dorothy has to face is not full of minions. The mentor of the Red Communion who is of the Black Earth rank is personally in charge, and there may be one or two apprentices and a bunch of mortal pawns. How can she defeat them?

Thinking of this, Dorothy's face became very gloomy, and Vanya, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel worried.

"Ah... what happened to her? Did she fail in her intelligence gathering? It's really difficult to gather intelligence from such a long distance. Even as a guide, I can't do it. I don't know what kind of Beyonder she is, but I'm making it too hard for myself..."

Looking at the solemn and gloomy face of the girl who was about two years younger than herself, Vanya thought so. She was shocked when she heard that Dorothy was going to gather intelligence in such a far place.

"Um... Miss Dorothea, did you see anything in that villa? Did you find those children? If we can't find any information, why don't we go back and tell the Security Bureau about this place and ask them to join forces with the church to destroy the base of this blood-eating cult."

Vanya said to Dorothy that she was still a little scared facing the vicious blood-eating cult "Cup". She thought that since she had determined the other party's location, she would go back and report it and let professionals handle it. She was only a professional nun, and it was best to stay as far away from such a dangerous place as possible.

Listening to Vanya's words, Dorothy smiled bitterly and then spoke.

"Go back? Haha... I'm afraid it's too late. The ceremony is about to start, and those children are probably in danger. And even if we go back now and tell the Security Bureau, they probably won't be able to handle this matter at this moment.

"Now... I'm afraid the only ones who can save the situation are you and me."

“Eh…”

Vanya's stunned expression froze on her face as she listened to Dorothy's words.