Chapter 39 Chapter 39 She glanced at the long and powerful...

The sensitive ear flesh was wrapped and rubbed hard by the girl's teeth, and the piercing tingling made him moan instantly.

The overly licentious look faded away like a phantom, revealing the handsome face of the three-headed dog itself.

Errol's identity was exposed within a minute. He refused to even struggle, and said in a coquettish tone, "I thought you were pretending so well... How did Miaomiao see through it?"

"If you don't want me to notice, at least be serious." Lin Miao thought of the time he pretended to be Reese, and was really helpless to complain. "If you only change your face, it will be difficult for me to pretend not to know you."

She glanced at the pair of slender and powerful hands, and her face began to burn again.

Just went in and out yesterday...

How could I forget so quickly!

Lin Miao looked at Errol's new look again.

His long golden hair was tied loosely into a ponytail and fell on his shoulders. His strong and straight body was covered with a simple white robe, occasionally adorned with a few silver decorations, looking abstinent and solemn.

Last night, the dissolute and destructive demon who had seduced her with his lustful eyes and dragged her to ruin, transformed himself magnificently the next day into a golden-haired, white-robed, cold and holy high-ranking messenger of the Society of Light. He held a divine staff, believed in light and order, and spread the doctrine of peace and love to his believers.

Fragmented and ridiculous.

How ridiculous.

how……

The ultimate contrast.

His body was aroused by some subtle excitement, and Lin Miao discovered with disdain that his degree of perversion had been increasing day by day since he came to this world.

Her legs felt weak, and she had to hold onto the three-headed dog's shoulders to steady herself.

"...Why did you replace the members of the Light Association?" Lin Miao asked, already having the answer in mind. There were only two factions, so of course he had to go all-in on the investigation. He'd already ruled out the association, remembering the demons' previous suppression by the Light.

"The Illuminati Association has no fewer secrets than the Royal Palace." Errol carried her directly to the sofa and sat down, sneering, "There are even more dirty things."

"While I was searching for a replacement for the association's leadership, I happened to see this vice president attempting to force himself on a civilian woman. I killed him and used his identity to infiltrate the association."

"Well done." Lin Miaoshu gave a thumbs-up, then turned worriedly, "The position of vice president... there are too many people interested. If they were discovered, wouldn't it be difficult to deal with it?"

"I searched his memories before he died." Errol played with Lin Miao's other hand and said casually, "It's a pity that this vice president seems to be a garbage can for show. His mind is full of nothing but waste and sewage. He didn't even get anything recyclable. It really is a waste of land if he dies."

"It's a huge loss."

...When his mouth gets venomous, it can even rival that of his good brother. Lin Miao silently changed the subject: "So, what have you discovered these days?"

Errol's expression grew serious, his brows furrowed. After a long pause, he said darkly, "That plague was likely man-made. ... The Illuminati Association is implicated and may even be the driving force behind it."

Lin Miao had long expected that the plague was man-made, but she still felt a sinking feeling that the Bright Association played such a large role in it.

Illuminati Association, does this evil intention originate from the thoughts of the believers in God and the angels who favor them? Or perhaps...

"A hundred years ago, the second president of the Bright Association, Jarrus, was in charge," Errol said. "Since then, there have been three. If there are any clues, they are passed down by word of mouth among the successors."

"So I first went to find the current president's retreat. I discovered it was protected by a powerful formation. Breaking it by force would surely attract the birds of heaven." The demon narrowed his eyes in disgust. "So I had no choice but to find the next best thing and contacted Fed, the other vice president."

At this point, he couldn't help but sneer: "Guess what I found?"

"His memory has been placed under an interesting restriction."

"interesting?"

"Yes," Errol said with a narrowed eye. "The restriction itself isn't complicated. It simply hides a certain memory. The interesting thing is that this spell is unique to Hell."

"...Magic?" Lin Miao raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Errol looked meaningfully at the girl sitting on his lap and agreed silently.

“…”

Ever since the defeat of the Demon King a hundred years ago, the creatures of Hell have been imprisoned in Hell and are not allowed to take a single step out. Apart from the three-headed dog, the only ones who can come to the human world are three other high-level demons, who have to pay a terrible price for doing so.

And obviously, none of the four of them took action.

"Could it be the Dark Association?"

Errol shook his head slightly: "Not likely."

"Firstly, for this technique to succeed, the caster must be stronger than the target. Fidd's favor is high, but the Dark Association is short on talent and doesn't have anyone who meets the criteria. Secondly, performing the Hell Mysticism requires face-to-face contact. He was in the Association during the period of restriction, so the chances of him being contacted by a Dark Awakener are extremely small."

"...That's hard to guess." Lin Miao murmured.

How could the Light Faction, who believed in gods and always despised hell, practice magic—and why did they use the secret arts of hell on the vice-president?

"But it's not completely without gain." Seeing her raise her eyes, the devil deliberately paused for a moment, until Lin Miao couldn't help pinching his thin waist, he smiled and continued speaking quickly.

"I discovered from his memories that there's a secret room hidden beneath the association's library. Thinking those hidden memories might be related to this 'forbidden area', I went to explore it."

"After entering, I saw some books and papers related to the epidemic. On the table were various well-preserved letters. Most of the content was about knowledge exchanged related to divine favor, faith, and the use of spiritual power. There were also some research reports and experimental data on magic and hell spells. Because they were preserved with spiritual power, the specific years could not be determined."

"The experimental data subjects of magic are all human beings."

"...You mean, they're using living humans to test their infernal magic?" Lin Miao's eyes widened in disbelief, then he frowned. "...Too easy." "Don't you think these clues were too easy to come by, too deliberate?" Lin Miao asked. "We just suspected the Bright Association of having a hand in what happened back then, and now this clear evidence is delivered to our doorstep—it's like it was tailor-made for us."

Errol remained noncommittal and continued, "After checking the letters, I was about to leave, but when I reached the middle of the basement, my defense mechanism was triggered."

"...You've seen the attack methods before."

Lin Miao exclaimed, "Ah!" and guessed casually, "Lightsaber? Purification?"

"...It can't be the residual soul of the Demon Realm, right?"

Lin Miao said she swears to God that she thought it was funny before, but after looking at Errol's expression, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Using the residual soul of the Demon Realm to protect the secret of "framing" the Demon Realm, is this the best use of resources?

The move by the Illuminati Association is too cruel.

Thinking of the strange coldness she had sensed at Capet Manor, her face turned even worse.

"After dealing with those residual souls, something floated into my hand." The demon opened his palm upwards and stretched it in front of her.

Lin Miao saw a feather.

A white, light, beautifully shaped feather.

From the perspective of the naked eye, it seems very similar to the one in her storage ring.

She suppressed the "fuck" that was about to come out of her mouth.

"Look at the feathers of the birds of paradise," Errol whispered, unable to suppress a sarcastic laugh. "It's getting more and more interesting, isn't it, Miaomiao?"

Is it funny?

She only saw a desperate man who was suspected to be the reincarnation of the devil.

"Lord Errol, if the angels are involved, it would not be friendly to us." She expressed her disapproval in a subtle way.

Errol didn't say anything, and his arms around Lin Miao's waist tightened slightly.

If Lin Miao lowered his head at this moment, he would find that his clenched fists were trembling slightly, with veins bulging.

Even though he had digested this information for a while, when he told it to Lin Miao, he still felt anger, hatred, fear, and uneasiness...

Strong emotions stirred the three-headed dog's body like a knife, and his soul sea was in turmoil. The pain was so severe that he almost wanted to turn into his original form and roll on the ground.

But he knew that Lin Miao was worried, even afraid - he could no longer impose any negative emotions on his human.

He could only sum up his investigation with a casual, smiling sarcasm.

--interesting.

It was so interesting that he agreed with Reese's value of force supremacy for the first time. It was so interesting that he kept thinking, if only he could be stronger,

He could kill all those who posed a threat to her and clear away all obstacles that stood in her way, both in the past and now.

"By the way, I have something to share with you."

Lin Miao's words were like a stop at the edge of a cliff, pulling back his half-fallen sanity.

The girl briefly summarized the information Daisy had told her, and when she mentioned the tower in the palace, Errol's expression became solemn.

"It's really strange." He lowered his eyes and tapped the armrest of the sofa intermittently. "Those guys in Heaven have always only issued oracles through the Illuminati Association and never interfered with the palace... They insisted on building the sacrificial tower within the palace. They must have some ulterior motive."

"That person hasn't delivered an oracle in eighty years, yet the Archmage issues a decree upon request, and even builds a tower to worship himself. No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem right, does it?"

"So I think maybe we need to speed up the process." Lin Miao said, still thinking about the feather.

She had to explore Capet Manor and put the matter of finding her employer on the agenda as soon as possible. Lin Miao felt that time was running out.

She clearly had no memory and no power, the truth was still confusing, yet she was surrounded by enemies and fires from all directions. She didn't know when a bomb would explode. She hated this feeling of being restricted everywhere.

"Master Errol, please accompany me to explore Capet Manor tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow is the Spring Flower Festival. —His Highness the Seventh Prince fell in love with the Third Miss Capet at first sight. It makes sense that they quickly fell in love and got married early, right?"