Ben Fuller stared into Kyle's eyes, which were calm but seemed to contain thunder.
Kyle's counterattack was precise and sharp, dragging himself into the vortex of suspicion. He even brought up the proposal of third-party notarization, which he could not flatly refuse in public.
He glanced again at the milky white holy sword marks left on the necks of the hundred cold corpses, which made him feel a chill in the depths of his soul, and his Adam's apple rolled imperceptibly.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the faint sound of Linus' headless body swaying in the wind on the city gate.
"What Brother Kyle said...is actually a safe strategy."
Ben Fuller's voice regained its composure, even tinged with a hint of false approval. "Under the Holy Light, the innocent are cleared. To ensure the absolute fairness of the investigation and avoid any possible criticism, accepting the temporary supervision of the Adventurer's Guild and awaiting the arrival of the Holy City Inquisition's messenger is indeed a good idea."
He nodded slightly, as if making a difficult but noble decision. "Then let's do as Brother Kyle says. This... young lady from the Adventurer's Guild?"
He turned to Ailian, who was watching the show, and put on a professional smile. "I would like to ask the Adventurer's Guild to arrange a quiet residence for me and my entourage. Please also provide convenience for Brother Kyle and Sister Ruby. Before the Holy City envoy arrives, all of us will abide by the supervision of the guild."
He didn't even bother to ask Ellen's name.
Ailian didn't care about Ben Fuller's attitude at all. She slowly swallowed the last crumbs and clapped her hands. Her obsidian eyes flashed with a light of insight.
"Of course, Your Excellency, it's my duty. There are several independent courtyards behind the guild. They are quiet and safe, perfect for waiting for good news. Please follow me."
She was leading the way lazily, holding her little black dog, as if she was just taking the tenants to see an ordinary property.
The independent courtyard provided by the Adventurer's Guild has a quiet environment and lush flowers and trees. Compared with Ben Fuller's luxurious residence in the Dragon Slaying City Parish, it seems simple, but it is comfortable enough.
However, once the door was closed, blocking out the outside world, the last trace of disguised gentleness on Ben Fuller's face was completely stripped away, leaving only a cold and gloomy look.
"Stupid! Self-righteous!" He cursed under his breath, pacing anxiously in front of the desk covered with clean linen.
Kyle and Ruby's counterattack was unexpected, especially Kyle, the seemingly mild-mannered fledgling of the Holy City, who was able to drag him into the water so calmly and even borrowed the Adventurer's Guild to restrict his freedom.
Although the Adventurer's Guild did not dare to truly restrict him, he could not risk being seen by a group of fools and do something illegal.
He himself could not go out freely, but he could not let this great opportunity slip away from him.
"Someone come here!" he shouted.
A confidant dressed in inconspicuous gray casual clothes, with an aura that seemed to blend into the shadows, appeared silently at the door.
"grown ups."
"Go." Ben Fuller's voice was very low, with an unquestionable ruthlessness.
"Find a few clean-handed, tight-lipped local adventurers, or our shadows. I need evidence—proof that Kyle Spence and Ruby Montoya, while in Osborne Town, colluded with the Black Gold Gang... Never mind, that won't do. Proof of collusion with heretics or even the Enlightenment Society!"
"Correspondence, secret meeting places, suspicious transfers of money... anything that leads to them! Got it? Quick! And it has to be flawless!"
"Yes, sir." The confidant's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He bowed and stepped back.
"besides."
Ben Fuller walked to the desk, spread out a piece of specially made letter paper with a faint holy light anti-counterfeiting mark, and picked up a quill pen filled with mithril powder.
"I need to write a letter to my teacher. We need to inform the Holy City of the truth about Osborne Town first."
The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.
He was confident that the speed and secrecy of the magical encrypted communication channel he controlled, which was personally blessed by a high-level divine magician, could not be compared with ordinary official letters issued by a small Osborne Town Adventurer's Guild.
When the envoys of the Holy City Inquisition arrived with a "preconceived" impression.
Even if Kyle and Ruby are not labeled as traitors who cannot defend themselves, there will definitely be a stain in their Holy City records, including the person behind them!
As for the killed cavalrymen and drug dealers... Ben Fuller's pen paused slightly.
That sword mark...Alfonso Lin!
That crazy genius who walks on the edge of the rules!
He was indeed afraid of the terrifying power of the leader of the Holy Knights, but he understood the power operation within the Church of Holy Light better.
No matter how powerful Alfonso is, he is just a sharp sword, a lonely and unsociable sword.
He killed people, mostly out of disgust for the Lisbon family's minions, or simply to clean up the unsightly garbage.
We will never and have no interest in getting involved in the subsequent mess in Osborne Town.
It is even more impossible to challenge the factional forces that have already been deeply entrenched in the Holy City just for the sake of two minor characters, Kyle and Ruby.
After all, when Alfonso Lin resigned from his position to coach the Holy City Monastery, he didn't even return to the Holy City.
Because even if he was a madman, he should know that it would be meaningless even if he returned to the Holy City.
In the Church of Holy Light, it has never been about who is the most powerful, who is the most talented, or whose words count!
The power behind Ben Fuller is enough to influence the decision of the College of Cardinals!
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On the other side, Mark rubbed his still aching forehead and drank black tea by the window of a second-floor room in a hotel opposite the Grizzlies Tavern.
Three days had passed, and the aftereffects of using the forbidden scripture were still tormenting him.
As expected, things related to the soul are not something that a mere third-level cultivator like him can easily dabble in.
No, it's level four now.
Several months have passed since we arrived at the Holy Dragon Continent.
He really didn't expect that he could advance from an untransferred state to the level of a mid-level professional so quickly.
Even the warriors who fought almost every day on the border of the Orc Dynasty might not have improved as fast as their team.
Only adventurers who regularly challenge various dangerous missions, or nobles who have a large amount of experience potions to use, can achieve such a speed of improvement.
Of course, if you think about it more carefully, it is not easy for them to make such progress.
Just look at Beta and the others. After such a long time, only Beta and Siqi have barely entered the fourth level.
Jimmy, who joined the group with Anna, has not yet reached the third level.
After all, almost every battle of their team is a challenge across levels, so it is reasonable that they can grow so fast. If it were anyone else, they would have died countless times!
If you think about it more carefully, the people from the Qizhi Society have probably figured out all the cards of their team.
It may not be so easy to steal professional experience from the middle and high-level professionals of the Qizhi Society as easily as it was a while ago.
We still have to proceed step by step!
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