Who hid My Corpse!
Chapter 533 - 16 Each One’s Schemes_2

Chapter 533: 16 Each One’s Schemes_2

What is going on here?

They had a traitor in Rhein, a traitor in Holy Sound, and now there’s a traitor in this Wildfire cult?!

Even though Fig considered himself the most intelligent of the four bishops in Rhein, he was still overwhelmed by this massive influx of information.

What exactly is going on?

Wasn’t this simply supposed to be about pursuing Ulu and retrieving the corpse blocks?

Why has it become more complicated?

Fig rubbed his temples in frustration, forced himself to calm down, and began analyzing the situation.

Initially, that Rhein Priest being chased not being Ulu seemed quite concerning, but upon further thought, it didn’t matter as long as he retrieved the corpse blocks.

To put it more bluntly, only the corpse blocks matter, not the person.

However, he needed to pay some attention to the actions of the Wildfire cultists.

Upon entering Wildfire’s territory, Fig vaguely sensed that these faithless cultists seemed to be plotting something, and that chased boy was the best evidence. This indicated that the actions of Wildfire were not a response to their invasion but rather their intrusion coincidentally collided with the cultists’ actions.

Monitoring the Wildfire cultists was Fig’s responsibility, as his church was the closest to this land.

But honestly, Fig had never given the cultists much regard.

The reason was simple: these people had no deities backing them.

In this world, without divine blessing, struggling mortals would always be a disorganized rabble. If not for the limit of Rhein’s ruling area, they could conquer this land, which once belonged to the God of Senluo, in half a month.

Such a weak "opponent" wasn’t worth worrying about.

But this time, Fig sensed that these people were indeed brewing something troublesome.

So then...

Fig pondered for a moment, then raised his head to the knight before him again.

"Are you sure that the Rhein Priest and the wolf boy both escaped without being caught by the Wildfire cultists?"

The knight nodded: "Yes, I saw with my own eyes that the unknown priest took the wolf boy away, and all the remaining Wildfire cultists have been killed. I originally wanted to pursue further... but I couldn’t control two Devourers alone, and with the divine arts ineffective, the corpse ghosts could attack me as well, so I could only manage to bring back one Devourer with all my strength."

Fig glanced at the nearby coffin. _{fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m}

The returned Devourer had been sealed away again.

Fig approached the coffin, studying the lock as he softly said, "In other words, now it’s a cat-and-mouse game."

"...A cat-and-mouse game?" the knight asked, "You mean the Wildfire cultists are chasing the false priest and wolf boy?"

"No." Fig shook his head, "It’s us chasing them."

The knight was confused: "But we’ve already lost their trail."

"You’ve lost it, but it hasn’t." Fig placed his hand on the coffin, "If that person really has the corpse blocks, it will certainly not lose track."

"But we’ve lost the bell, it’s out of control..." the knight’s words faltered, before suddenly realizing Fig’s intention, his eyes widening, "Do you mean..."

"The Wildfire cultists call their elite forces pursuers, so it’s time to show them what a true pursuer looks like."

The knight gaped: "But letting the Devourer run wild will cause many to die..."

He dared not continue.

"Many, many cultists will die." Fig smiled, completing the knight’s sentence, "But it also shows us the way, doesn’t it? We just need to follow the mountain of corpses and sea of blood until we get what we want."

And in doing so, solve the problem of the Wildfire cultists once and for all.

No matter what they’re plotting.

Just kill everything alive,

and there will be no trouble.

...

Vic uneasily lowered his hood.

Even though he had triple-checked his appearance before leaving, ensuring nothing from Ade was visible, he still felt nervous.

If anyone discovered...

No, no, no, no one would discover anything.

Vic took a deep breath and walked toward the little girl who was currently arguing with Bai Wei, the young proprietress.

"Um... hello." When the girl’s gaze landed on him, Vic instinctively stepped back but still forced himself to speak, "I wanted to ask how to contact the hunters in this city?"

The girl tilted her head: "Hunters?"

"Yes, hunters."

Seeking hunters was Vic’s own decision.

Because he suddenly realized that ever since meeting Bai Wei, whenever he encountered anything, his immediate reaction was to ask Bai Wei.

This was wrong.

Regardless of whether Bai Wei might be deceiving him or not, Bai Wei wasn’t from this land, and the information he provided might not be accurate.

Thus, there was no need to hang himself on a single tree.

Gathering more intelligence and information was what he should be doing now.

Just as Bai Wei had said, the difference between humans and animals is the ability to think independently, so he needed to separate from Bai Wei and think independently.

Um, based on Bai Wei’s words, thinking independently from Bai Wei, does that count as separation from Bai Wei?

Vic involuntarily fell into deep thought.

The more he pondered, the itchier his scalp felt as if something was about to grow from inside.

"Hey, hey, hey." A hand waving in front of him interrupted his thoughts, Vic looked up to see the young proprietress looking annoyed, "What are you doing? You ask me a question and then start daydreaming, do you want to find hunters or not."

"Oh, oh, oh." Vic snapped back to reality, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, I want to find them."

If he had to choose, Vic would rather trust the hunters than Bai Wei, the Rhein Priest.

After all, all the changes he encountered originated from that old hunter’s guidance to go to the lost sacrificial arena.

So it seemed like only hunters who had also been to the lost sacrificial arena would know what was happening to his body.

Unfortunately, the only hunter who had properly interacted with him was the deceased old hunter, so he, as a new hunter, had to rely on others for information on other hunters.

Luckily, the young proprietress knew the whereabouts of hunters. She asked, "Why are you looking for hunters?"

"Uh." Vic scratched his head, honestly replying, "To ask a few questions."

"Questions? Not commission work?"

"No, not that."

"In that case, would a retired old hunter do?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Vic nodded vigorously, "That would be even better."

The older the better.

Because that means they know more information.

Under Vic’s eager gaze, the young proprietress smiled and extended her hand.

"What?" Vic didn’t immediately understand.

"Pay up." The young proprietress rolled her eyes, "No one’s going to take you otherwise."

"Uh, okay then."

A few minutes later, sitting by the window, Bai Wei watched Vic follow the bouncing young proprietress out of the inn, holding a cup of hot tea.

He looked like a loyal little dog.

Vic going to find hunters was something Bai Wei permitted... no, more accurately, something he hinted at.

As Bai Wei had been saying, Vic needed to find himself.

Who Vic ultimately was depended solely on him; Bai Wei couldn’t interfere.

And the only thing Bai Wei could do was...

"I truly hope I won’t have to kill you myself in the end."

Bai Wei drained the tea from his cup and turned to leave.