Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 700 - 700 Two Hundred Nineteen

700: Two Hundred Nineteen.

The Friendly Evil Spirit 700: Two Hundred Nineteen.

The Friendly Evil Spirit Lu Li knew very little about the Exorcist Association.

Most of what he knew about it came from Tesla, with a small portion gathered from sporadic encounters.

This was related both to the mystical nature the Exorcist Association maintained and to the fact that Lu Li had no time to delve into it.

However, it seemed even more bizarre and mysterious than he had imagined—allowing spirits tainted by the aura of the Inner World to retain their self-awareness, not degraded into the instincts of malevolent spirits.

Unfortunately, he found out too late.

If it had been before the downfall of Arlen Kingdom or even before the total annihilation of the third disaster expedition, Lu Li would have had a chance to explore its secrets.

Now, with the nearly complete loss of the elite exorcists, and the three major organizations being hard to contact, Lu Li needed to overcome even more obstacles to find the answers.

But it wasn’t entirely hopeless; maybe the Rope of Descent on the other side of the island at the Ruins of Belfast knew something.

“Did that voice deceive me?” Anna, who was also reading the parchment, asked.

“The story is true, but the voice might not necessarily be from the Rope of Descent.”

Anna hadn’t seen the person, only heard the voice.

“I will go with you to Ghost Prison,” Lu Li put down the parchment.

“This could be a trap,” Anna didn’t want Lu Li to get involved in dangerous situations; human bodies were too fragile.

“It’s inevitable,” Lu Li replied calmly.

The plots of the heretics involved the ruins of Belfast, which were too close to Elm Forest.

And Lu Li wanted to know why Old Micklos retained his consciousness.

“What happened?”

Raimy arrived at the entrance of the shelter.

She had noticed the merchant enter and leave while she was taking care of Annie.

Lu Li handed the parchment to Raimy and told her about Anna’s experience.

“That’s too risky,” Raimy said worriedly, agreeing with Anna.

Even if Lu Li’s will was as vast as a sea of stars, it still supported a fragile body.

An injury insignificant enough to be overlooked could lead to his tragic death.

“Nowhere is absolutely safe, even hiding at the refuge,” Lu Li opened a drawer, took out 10 precious inscribed bullets from a cardboard box, leaving one and calmly replaced the silver-plated bullets inside “Redemption.”

“I can go with Anna,” Raimy suggested.

Whoosh—

Lu Li closed the drawer and looked up at them.

“Then the three of us will go.”

…

Cold winds swept across the jagged rocks, mournfully swirling above the island.

Carrying Lu Li, Anna gently landed in front of the damaged wall of Ghost Prison.

“You have come…”

A deep, aged whisper echoed in their minds and seemed to emanate from a dark cavern, laden with weakness and fatigue: “You are faster and more harmonious than I envisioned…”

“How should I address you?” Lu Li looked towards the pitch-black cavities.

“You may call me Old Micklos…or the Rope of Descent,” the voice replied.

At that moment, Raimy lowered her voice and said, “There are remnants of ghosts’ essence inside…and a nauseating feeling, probably from those heretics.

The entity we are talking to is clean; I think it means no harm.”

After Raimy finished speaking, Lu Li calmly conversed with Old Micklos: “What do you want us to do?”

“The heretics have taken the prisoners…and my essence…draining power…

They are plotting a dark and bloody scheme…

Stop them…

Before everything transpires…”

“How could they capture your true form?” Raimy couldn’t understand.

The true form is the weakness of all evil spirits, fragile as pottery, and even a child could easily destroy it.

The condition is that one can withstand the furious backlash of the evil spirit.

Old Micklos was unlucky, those heretics had found his weak point.

“I cannot harm anyone…

not even the heretics who worship evil…”

“Then why are you still here?” Raimy asked.

“I have lived here too long…

this is my second home…” Old Micklos spoke like a dying man, his weak words filled with sorrow, “There isn’t much time left…

I wish to return to the theater to await death…

but it’s too far away…”

Raimy fell silent.

Lu Li asked, “Where are those heretics?”

“Their nest…

follow the twisted footprints through the forest…

all the way up…

the distorted beings will tell you that you are getting close to them…”

“If even you couldn’t do it, I don’t think we can,” Anna said coldly.

After a moment of silence, Old Micklos bitterly answered, “I thought you would have called the Exorcist Association…”

“This world has already fallen into disorder,” Anna shook her head.

“Yes…

they are no more…” Old Micklos lamented, no longer insisting that Lu Li and the others salvage the dreadful situation, “If you want to leave Belfast…

please hurry…”

Adding a bunch of oddities to an already odd-filled Belfast seemingly couldn’t make things worse—where else could it go?

“We want to check out the prison,” Lu Li said.

“Of course…

but other than the cold stones…

there is nothing left…”

Raimy echoed Old Micklos’s sentiment that there was nothing here, but just to be safe, she and Anna didn’t stray too far from Lu Li near the mouth of the cave.

Compared to a prison, this place resembled more a morgue storing coffins.

Thick, sealed sarcophagi made of Deep Sea Stone were neatly arranged.

Only the ghosts sealed inside had vanished without a trace.

“Does your offspring know about your current state?” Lu Li was still conversing with Old Micklos.

Old Micklos slowly replied, “Young man…

I understand your concerns…

please rest assured…

I have no offspring…

I am Miklos Blevins.”

Lu Li nodded slightly, “There’s a question I hoped you could answer.”

“As the final traveler in my life…

please tell me your question…”

Lu Li’s gaze fell on Anna not far away, “Anna is deeply troubled by the aura of the Inner World, I want to know how you maintained your sense of self.”

“I don’t know…

after being taken to the Exorcist Association…

what they did to me…” Old Micklos paused for several seconds.

“I don’t know…

they didn’t tell me…

young man…

if you wish to learn the answer…

go find the Exorcist Association…”

“They are no more,” Lu Li repeated his earlier words.

“But perhaps some embers remain…

I can see she is important to you…

don’t give up…”

After exploring the prison, Anna and Raimy started to return, Lu Li didn’t continue the conversation but instead spoke, “I also need Deep Sea Stone.”

“There is plenty here…

if you need…

this place is yours now…”

“There is no other presence,” Anna returned to Lu Li’s side.

Before leaving, Lu Li suddenly said to Old Micklos, “I have a way to deal with them, but I can’t guarantee your true form will remain unharmed.”

“My origin power is nearly depleted…

even if I do nothing, I will soon dissipate…

the tasks they once entrusted to me…

I have completed them…

so…

I leave the rest to you…

young man…”

The Rope of Descent whispered weakly, drifting with the wind.