"Benette, have you held the things in your stomach for too long?"

At this moment of tension, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Sigmon, blocking Benite's view.

Compared to the strength of Gildo and Luda, this man was as thin as a half-year-old child. He was wearing an incompatible suit and was not wearing a top hat that most gentlemen liked.

It's a slightly worn round hat.

He held a pipe in his mouth, held a bowler hat with his right hand, and had a lazy smile on his face. He was even in the mood to joke with Benite.

"Are you going to stop the judgment of the church?"

Benite's face was gloomy, and the energy above his head was still shrinking.

"You are just level 3, Bennett, just like me. You are not a judge yet. To be honest, I don't know what crazy you did today, whether you went out and stepped on shit, or you saw too many beautiful nuns and were dissatisfied with desire."

Marek shook his head indifferently.

"He is my man, Gildo has told you."

"I know you are in charge of the city."

Marek put his hat on the back of his head, revealing a flamboyant face.

"But no matter where you are, the demon hunter is under my control!"

"He is not a demon hunter yet."

Benite clenched his fists.

"The fusion of spiritual power and spirit is very fulfilling. You can sign a contract tonight, so..."

Marek took a deep breath, and the fire in the pipe suddenly went out. He knocked off the residue inside and put the pipe into the pocket of his clothes.

After doing all this, he looked up at Benite standing opposite him and chuckled.

"So, are you going to fight me?"

There is no aggressive momentum, it is like asking friends for dishes to order for lunch.

"Do you think I dare not?!"

Benite growled, and the energy above his head was almost bursting out. At this time, Luda gave up and continued to entangle with Gildo and quickly came to Benite.

"Sir...it's Elm Street, and there are a lot of people around."

He whispered, then quietly lowered his head and handed Benite a vague look.

The expression on the face kept changing.

"Let's go!" The spiritual power on his body was restrained. Before leaving, Benite glanced at Sigmun and boarded the carriage not far away.

"Captain, he is Sigmun." Gildo ran quickly to introduce both sides.

Sigmun returned to his cane, but looked up but stood there in a daze.

"It's you?!"

This man, who was called the captain by Gildo, turned out to be the messenger he had seen during the day.

What kind of weird hobby is this?

"Yeah." Marek nodded and looked at Sigmun, looking like the two of them had never met before.

"Have you seen it?" Gildo glanced at the two of them strangely.

"First meeting." Marek replied seriously.

Sigmun opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. After just a brief contact, he felt that the captain was really weird.

"Now is not the time to speak, and the banquet is about to be late. I don't want to hear that old guy complain. Go quickly and follow the carriage in front!"

Marek ordered.

Before leaving, Gildo walked to Sigmon, "I didn't expect your progress to be so fast, and the sword just now..."

"This is over here in advance. Don't have any other ideas. When you actually sign the hunter contract and have the protection of the captain, Bennett dares not cause trouble for you rightfully."

"The pressure captain from Benite can help you solve it, don't have any other thoughts."

Gildo reminded.

"What can I think?" Sigmun chuckled, "I am just a little person, but the other party is a third-level extraordinary person."

"Sigmon Skinder!" Gildo's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Don't try to deceive a hunter's intuition. From beginning to end, you look at Benite as you look when you are hunting."

"You treat it as your prey!"

"I don't know where you got the confidence. After all, everyone has their own secrets, but don't be impulsive. Although the third-level extraordinary person is powerful, he is not invincible."

"I hope you have to think clearly, what is Bennett relying on behind him?"

"It's the Oracle Church!"

"It was the oracle church of a huge empire on the other side of the sea. They came across the sea and entered the Kingdom of Elland with a tough attitude."

"It forced the entire kingdom to bow to them and allow the power of the church to develop and spread."

"I hope you can understand what kind of enemy this is."

"Don't let yourself be prey."

Gildo breathed, "Don't go home tonight, go to Marek Consulting and Investigation Company immediately and wait for us to come back."

"You mean..." Sigmun immediately became alert.

"Although the probability is very low, we must also avoid that guy going crazy."

"All right."

Sigmun nodded, and at this time Gildo finally calmed down.

"Welcome to join, you will start a new life starting tomorrow."

The two shook hands and said goodbye, and Gildo waved his whip to follow Benite who had already walked away.

"What a alert guy."

Gildo looks rough. But he has a terrible intuition in combat, and in fact, if Marek appears for a few seconds late, Sigmun should have whistled.

When it reaches that point, things will slide into the unpredictable abyss.

But no matter what, Sigmund did not allow himself to be taken to the Church of Morning, as he hid too many secrets.

"You won't blame me for not taking action, right?" A familiar voice came from behind, and Ashley handed the pistol to Sigmun.

When sending Rebecca out, Sigmon naturally couldn't carry a pistol with him.

"The wound on your body has not been completely healed, and you are an assassin." Sigmun didn't care, but agreed with Ashley's choice.

The sunset fell in the sky, and night was approaching. When I returned to the apartment, I left a note. Sigmund did not walk through the main entrance, but followed the window to the back alley and then disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after he left, a burly figure came to the neighborhood, glanced around and walked towards the direction where Sigmun disappeared.

The sun had completely set, Sigmun stood on the eaves and turned his eyes to the distance.

Without riding a carriage or choosing the right path, Sigmun fully practiced the skills taught by Ashley, and continued to move forward in a nearly straight line along the gap between the house.

During this process, his body stretched, his skills and experience were integrated and corrected, his spirit became extremely focused, and even his perception became much more acute.

Suddenly, Sigmun seemed to notice something. He turned his head slightly and walked out of a burly figure with a grim smile on his face in the dark alley.

Luda Varis.

"Catch you."

Luda laughed strangely, and his huge body suddenly accelerated. Sigmun calmed down, stood at a high place, and glanced quickly.

Five minutes later, he saw Luda, who was chasing him again.

Ten minutes later.

Deep in a desolate and secluded alley, Luda blocked his way.

"We're meeting again."

Luda clenched her fists, "Mr. Miller told me that he just needs you to live and hope your head will think and speak."

"I'll deal with the rest."

"So you'd better resist more intensely. In this way, it would be natural for me to crush the bones on you in a while."

Sigmun was silent for a moment.

"Gildo has something right, huh... I really plan to do something."

The next second, Sigmun's lower abdomen suddenly bulged in the darkness. With the dazzling fire and loud noise, he pulled the pistol hidden under his windbreaker.
Chapter completed!