Chapter 53: Evil Spirit Attached to the Body

The roar of the deep sea monster is bound to set off a raging wave.

But before this wave gains momentum, it is difficult for people to realize that a fatal crisis has emerged and is getting closer.

"The world is going to change..."

Looking at the dark clouds faintly visible at the end of the sea level, the young man sitting in the church bell tower observation deck said to his friend Anthony: "This is a rare thing. The last time it rained was on the day of the church test, which was not long ago."

"yes."

Blond-haired Anthony sat beside him, lowering his head and wiping a medal with a clean white handkerchief. "That day was truly unforgettable."

"After all, I won first place."

The friend with light brown hair smiled and said, "More importantly, if you get the appreciation of that old gentleman, you will have the chance to be received by the royal family."

"It doesn't seem to be very important."

"Oh? How do you mean?"

"When will the audience be?"

After wiping the medal in his hand clean and putting it away, the handsome Anthony took out another one and said absentmindedly while wiping it: "Maybe tomorrow? Maybe never?"

"So that's what you're worried about? Don't worry, didn't the old gentleman say that he wanted to see if a big shot called the Second Young Master could spare some time from his tedious official duties?"

The friend consoled him, "Who are the royal family? They will definitely not break their promise. What you need to do now is to wait patiently and be ready to face this opportunity and the noble Second Young Master with the best attitude at any time."

"You endured all those years of hard training and traveling around the country to sharpen your will, so why do you still care about these few days?"

Anthony just smiled and said nothing when he heard this.

Sitting on the bench, wiping the medal for a while, he suddenly said, "This is not my achievement."

"What?"

"The first place should have belonged to Andy, not me."

“Andy?”

My friend frowned when he heard this.

Thinking of the thin boy who once frightened him, he felt a little unhappy.

"What else do you want from a person who is already out of the mainstream?"

“But is this really okay?”

Anthony looked up at his friend and said with some doubt, "I am appreciated by the old gentleman, but he doesn't seem to take me seriously at all. Besides, those people said -"

"Those people said that you got the first place by flattery, not by your real ability."

Anthony's friend interrupted him, saying disapprovingly, "But before the assessment, they said you were the best rising star in the country."

"The same people saying different things over and over again is like farting - why do you care?"

“I don’t really care what other people say.”

Anthony said in an inexplicable tone, "But this kind of thing is not in line with the path of a Paladin... I have thought about it carefully during this period of time. Why was I not as strong as Andy in the face of the devil's will?"

"Because I have fallen."

"Are you trying to say that your pure will and faith have been tainted by the desire for power?"

The friend laughed when he heard this, "But this is how the world is. Without the appreciation and cultivation of the great men, what can you use to climb the path of the Paladin?"

"On your own?"

Anthony remained silent after hearing this.

Seeing this, his friend comforted him, "Don't worry, everyone is like this, it's no big deal."

"I really can't bear it. When you grow up and become a big shot, why don't you help Andy in return?"

Help Andy? Um...

This is a remedy.

Anthony thought for a while and finally nodded.

Then he continued to wipe the family medal of honor in his hand.

This was the item he was going to wear when he was received by the legendary second prince of the royal family. It had to be carefully cared for and could not have even the slightest flaw.

And now that I have figured out the path to "salvation", I naturally don't need to care about the inner entanglement.

So Anthony wiped it very attentively.

The friend was very pleased to see this, and turned his gaze back to the scenery outside the clock tower, but suddenly he exclaimed.

"Where did the Shrike come from?"

"You're not afraid of people?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger to touch the black bird that landed in front of him. It turned out that the bird was very alert and flapped its wings and flew away!

But it did not leave completely, but kept staring at the two young men in the observation deck with its dark eyes.

Seeing this, the friend smiled and said to Anthony, "The shrike is the most annoying bird. It not only eats insects, but also other birds. We call it the butcher bird."

"Butcher?"

Anthony, who was wiping the medal, said casually, "It sounds unlucky."

"Yeah, it's not very auspicious..."

…

York Harbor, inside the mayor's office.

The middle-aged mayor, who was about to get rid of his secretary and walk to the window to have a cigarette, also saw a bird landing outside the window and staring at him.

"Where did the Shrike come from?"

He was a little confused about this and didn't know why this kind of bird appeared in his country.

"What's so strange about a bird?"

The female secretary, sitting on the desk with her legs crossed and wearing black stockings, put on makeup and said, "Do you still think that it was sent by your wife to keep an eye on us?"

"If she had this ability, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

The well-mannered middle-aged mayor snorted lightly, and then did not take the bird seriously.

He picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs. Then he said contentedly, "I can live comfortably without Cardin messing with me."

"Cardan?"

Hearing the name of the former York Harbor Police Chief, the female secretary couldn't help but be curious, "Who did he offend? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

“Amazing people.”

The mayor said meaningfully, "I've long seen that something is wrong with Cardin, this idiot, but I didn't expect that he would be so arrogant as to offend such a big shot?"

"Who is it?"

The secretary became more and more curious, "Could it be the President?"

president?

The mayor just smiled mysteriously upon hearing this, and did not satisfy her thoughts. "Why are you asking so many questions? You just need to know that he is the backer behind me."

"Backer? When did you have a backer?"

"Of course it was recently. Who do you think first gave the big shot the clue about Cardin's matter?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

“I see…”

The female secretary suddenly realized what was happening and then looked at the mayor with admiration, as if she was looking at a hero.

This greatly satisfied the mayor's vanity.

However, in his opinion, women are just an appendage of power and a seasoning, not a necessity in life.

So even though he was very satisfied, he was very calm inside.

Calm, yet full of expectation.

"Capturing that boy is probably the best thing I have ever done in my life."

"If I can successfully establish a relationship with that old man, becoming president in the future won't be a dream anymore..."

Thinking back to when I went to report that ridiculous police chief with trepidation, the old gentleman said amiably, "Well done."

The middle-aged mayor felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It’s much stronger than what I got from the female secretary before!

"Unfortunately, I found no clues to the boy's whereabouts."

He was not satisfied with the results so far. "We only provided the address of Cardin's wife and daughter. I don't think it will be of any use..."

As I was thinking this, I noticed that the shrike outside the window had not left. Instead, it was staring at me without blinking. Its eyes were dark and deep, which was a bit creepy.

The mayor then opened the window and tried to drive it away.

As a result, before he could chase it away, the bird actually flew to a bulge on the wall next to him that was out of his reach, and continued to stare at him.

It's ridiculous to be provoked by a beast.

"Bring me my shotgun!"

The middle-aged mayor then turned to the female secretary and said, "I don't know where this stupid bird came from. It looks like I killed its entire family."

…

The sun's rays were gradually covered by dark clouds, and the flock of shrikes under the clouds continued to fall.

It fell in York Harbor, in the neighboring city of Gibson, in the transportation hub of Anka, and in the capital of York, Bernard...

There are a lot of them, but because they are too scattered, not many people notice them.

Even the housekeeper in the building, who noticed that he was being stared at by a bird, didn't realize what it meant.

The storm is brewing, and a bloody storm is foreseeable.

However, all this has not affected Andy yet.

At this time, Andy was squatting at the foot of the bed in the bedroom, staring at the black dough in the suitcase.

At this moment, "spikes" kept protruding from the surface of the dough. They looked very sharp, but when you reached out to touch them, you didn't feel any pain at all. The feeling of being corroded by evil forces was also gone.

This brought a smile to Andy's face.

In three days, the evil spirit has become more spiritual and no longer attacks its master!

This is very laborious.

Because during these three days, he not only used potions to awaken the evil spirits' wisdom, but he also continued to communicate with them through spirits, passing on some skills and knowledge.

Otherwise, even if its intelligence increases greatly, it will be difficult for the evil spirit to control its instinctive malice and erosion towards life for a while.

But now, this is no longer a problem.

In other words, this thing is already useful! Andy then poked his finger into the "dough", and as his mind turned, he gave the order, and a cool feeling began to emerge from his finger and spread to his whole body.

It was not the infiltration of some kind of power, but the black "dough" was like a stream of water, crawling along Andy's fingers and all over his body!

The process was very fast and didn't last long, only a few tens of seconds. The black-haired boy, who was originally wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, had been wrapped into a black "mud man".

The clay figurine is in extremely poor shape, with its facial features and limbs wrapped in surging black "mud". At first glance, it looks very scary.

But when he stood up and walked out of the bedroom door, the black mud was "fading" rapidly! From covering his whole body to being full of gaps.

Then it changed from being full of gaps to a terrifying image with a large number of black blood vessels protruding from the surface of the skin.

Finally, all the strange protruding blood vessels disappeared, and Andy's exposed skin returned to normal!

"An evil spirit that is good at hiding is quite suitable as a pet..."

As he muttered these words, his right index finger touched a vase on the table in the living room.

Then, with just a light touch of his fingertips, the vase, which should have been solid, instantly shattered into pieces! Andy couldn't help but frown when he saw the white ceramic fragments scattered all over the floor, and some inconspicuous black air lingering on the angular surface.

But before he could think about it carefully, a very loud noise suddenly came from outside the wooden house!

Andy turned his head and looked outside, but saw nothing at all.

But the noise became more and more intense.

It was harsh, sharp, and full of an ominous aura, like an air raid sirens, echoing over the island and heard by everyone!

As if to say, danger is approaching!

Lots of danger! (End of this chapter)