Aaron's body was shocked and subconsciously looked outside the house. He happened to see Balls pushing open the door and walking in.

Damn it!

Listening to people's corners will make you live a life-threatening life!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became strange, and no one knew what attitude to face Balls.

Even Sartre had already taken a step back quietly and pulled Aaron, who was stunned.

Fortunately, this strange atmosphere did not last long, Alice took the initiative to step forward and said coldly: "Lord Balls, when did you come here?"

Although it was a question, she had no doubts at all, and even had a little hostility.

It is simply too simple for the extraordinary people of the Golden Level to avoid being discovered by the Bronze Level.

It is very likely that he has been standing outside the house and listening for a long time.

It is more likely that he just watched Aaron and his group encounter creeping hands, and watched the attendant die under Ed's sword.

"I've just arrived not long ago." Lord Bals said, his tone calm, as if he didn't know that Aaron was discussing him just now.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but sink. This "just came" was really subtle.

It can be understood as just coming, but it can also be understood as soon as possible.

"Then can you give us an explanation? Or...no explanation?" Alice had already grasped the sword, stared at Balls' face tightly, and said word by word.

She even suspects now that Lord Balls will also become a member of the cultist, and maybe Tien was murdered because of this.

Although in this world, the dead may not necessarily not be able to speak, the dead who have been drained from their souls and vitality may indeed have lost any opportunity to speak.

Even if Balls is strong, the Iris family does not lack the courage to draw their swords.

"This is not what you think." Barrs smiled, not caring about Alice's intentional hostility. "I do know that the shopping ceremony will be completed tonight."

"Then what?"

"I need to find the cultist, but not my man." Balls pointed to the body on the bed and pointed at Sartre. "Because there is no prophet in the whole city of Layden, I cannot guarantee that my plan will be discovered."

Sartre nodded thoughtfully, his eyes fluttering.

Without a prophet, it means that there is a lack of necessary means of identification. It can be said that the entire city lord's mansion and even the entire city of Laideng, cultists come and go whenever they want, and they can naturally obtain information by charming humans.

After all, cultists are almost no different from ordinary people before they show their extraordinary power.

After Teen's death, the destructive power of this silver-level cultist in Leiden City who can control people's hearts can be imagined.

"So, have you found us?" Alice vaguely felt something was wrong, but she couldn't react for a while.

When Aaron heard Barth's explanation, he was slightly stunned, pretending to look down at his toes, concealing the strange look in his eyes.

"yes."

"Don't you trust your people?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but that when I ask my people to monitor here, he will inevitably find out, and he will definitely know that I'm staring at him, so he will never be able to take action."

Aaron coughed and asked, "But why did he do it?"

He blinked the harmless eyes and hit the nail on the head.

He knew that the city lord of Laideng City was a golden-level extraordinary person, how could a cultist who probably only had silver-level combat power dare to be so arrogant?

Not only did he slip into the city lord's mansion, but he killed a bronze-level extraordinary person without disturbing anyone, but he did not run away, but he also found an opportunity to run back and hold a shopping ceremony?

Is this the law of revisiting the murderer's old place?

Don't you take Barrs seriously?

Balls obviously didn't expect Aaron to ask such a question, but just looked at Aaron deeply, "There is no reason for cultists to kill people. They have been ruined by their so-called Lord. They are just a group of monsters that can breathe and be covered in human skin."

This explanation seems to be a little too pale...

Aaron thought to himself, but he had to pretend to be thoughtful.

Obviously, if you continue asking, there will definitely be no good results, so it is better to stop.

Alice glanced at Aaron, still staring at Balls and said seriously: "Lord Balls, what's the result? We came here and almost met a cultist and killed a crawling hand, but what's the result?"

Her tone has eased a lot compared to what she had just now, "Have your plan succeeded?"

Balls nodded slightly, "Most of it worked."

"Most?"

"We successfully positioned the cultist, and we also made careful plans..."

Alice couldn't help but communicate with others.

It seems that the battle just now may not be the cultists observing them, but that they have really left.

However, his departure may be more appropriate to describe it as running away.

If that's the case, it's no wonder he didn't show up.

After all, he took risks and ran to the city lord's mansion to hold a shopping ceremony, but the monster was about to be killed shortly after it was summoned.

I guess anyone else would have to jump out and try to save it.

But... the city lord, just say it.

Aaron rolled his eyes and silently complained in his heart that he was not in the mood to listen to these unnutritious remarks.

"But he escaped. At the critical moment, several other believers put on his clothes. We failed to recognize him. In the end, several people escaped."

It's getting worse.

Aaron thought silently, but there was no sound.

The image of this city lord Balls in his mind has plummeted, and he has even raised his vigilance.

I made careful plans in advance and even cheated on my own people, but I actually let the cultists run away?

That's it? That's it?

"Running?" Alice never thought that Balls would answer like this, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Balls looked at Alice calmly and confirmed, "Run."

"Then shouldn't you go..."

"Those cult believers hid in the sewer. My people alone would probably not be able to explore the complete sewer of Laden City."

The sewers in Leiden City are complicated. If it were only for Bals and his men, they would probably not be able to catch this cult believer.

Sartre coughed softly, "If you can provide spices, I can try to hold the ceremony."

The prophet is not a combat profession, and the real factor in measuring his level lies in the ritual.

As long as the spices are sufficiently prepared, Sartre is indeed confident that he can find the silver-level cultist.

And he also guessed why Balls found them at this time.

He is the only prophet in Leiden City and a prophet who comes out of the Tower of Stars!
Chapter completed!