Lord of the Secret Art! Chapter 537

  Chapter 537 "Acquaintances"

   Shua!

   Using mirror transfer, Flynn appeared in a city far away from the border city, not a city adjacent to the border city.

  The reason for doing this is to avoid being caught by the cult organization and set up an ambush.

  What I have done this month must have aroused the anger of the major cult organizations. Now the cult organizations must be eager to eat his flesh and blood raw. He still has this self-knowledge.

   "Smell enhancement."

   "Scan."

  Felin used the olfactory enhancement of Type V enhanced gemstones to enhance his sense of smell.

  Then used the scan to start looking for the stronghold of the cult in the city.

   More than half a day passed, and Flynn completed his search for the city.

   "No cult stronghold."

  He did not find the stronghold of the cult organization, and there is no stronghold of the cult organization in this city.

   "Nor does the murderer smell."

  The reason why he used the olfactory enhancement of the strengthening gem was to find the stronghold of the cult organization and at the same time pay attention to the murderer who had the evil god's item on his body.

  However, in the past month, he has been to many cities, but he didn't find the scent of the murderer.

   "Could it be that he has left the Kingdom of Heidelberg?"

  Ferring had a bad guess in his mind.

  If the murderer is still stealing corpses in the cities of the kingdom, then it is impossible for him not to detect the smell of the murderer.

   Can't be found, either the murderer is hiding somewhere and has not taken any action for a month, or the murderer has left the Kingdom of Heidelberg.

  Compared with the former, he thinks the latter is more likely.

  The power of the evil god's item is already comparable to the extraordinary. As long as it continues to grow and grow beyond the ordinary extraordinary, it will be difficult for even a large-scale secret art organization to do anything about it.

  The murderer could not resist this temptation, so he believed that the murderer might have left the Kingdom of Heidelberg and went to other kingdoms to steal corpses, which is not good news.

  Although the Kingdom of Heidelberg doesn't know the face of the murderer, he remembers the smell of the murderer and can track the murderer.

  In other kingdoms, they don't know the face of the murderer, and because they have never been in contact with the murderer, they don't know the smell of the murderer. They can only use the murderer's stealing of the corpse as clues. The difficulty of searching is undoubtedly greatly increased.

   "I didn't find the murderer who possessed the evil god's item, but I found the smell of an acquaintance."

  Flynn had a sneer on his face.

   After the former elder of the Security Bureau, Oguchi Onie, was able to escape the first wave of siege after his identity was exposed, there was one person who played a vital role.

   And the smell of "acquaintance" he smelled belonged to Wolawi Makudi, the Bishop of the Ghost Face of Hell.

   "I didn't find the stronghold of the cult organization, and it seems to be a good harvest to capture a ghost-faced bishop of hell."

  Ferring followed the direction where the residual smell extended.

  Finally, he discovered that the smell extended into a large villa, and did not extend out.

   That is to say, Wallawi Makudi should be in this villa now.

   I just don't know the relationship between Wolawi Makudi and this villa, whether it is a visitor or the owner of this villa.

   "Stealth."

  Ferrin used the invisibility of the Hidden Necklace to hide his body shape, his own smell and aura.

   Then, from the opened gate of the villa guarded by guards, he walked into the villa.

   Walking into the villa, he went straight to where Worawee Makudi was.

   On the sofa in the lobby, he saw a middle-aged man wearing high-end custom-made clothes and a well-trimmed beard.

   His strong sense of smell made him sure that this person was Worawee Makudi, Bishop of the Ghost Face of Hell.

   "Master Viscount, this year the wine estate in the suburbs earned 150,000 gold pounds. After deducting the cost of 70,000 gold pounds, the net profit is 80,000 gold pounds."

   Opposite Worawee Makudi, there is a man dressed as a butler, holding a ledger in his hand, reporting to Worawee Makudi.

   But the name he called Worawee Makudi surprised Flynn. The real identity of Worawee Makudi was actually a nobleman of the kingdom.

  The source of power of **** ghost face believers comes from the masks they obtain, so they must wear masks during actions.

  The existence of masks can not only give them abilities, but also allow them to hide their true identities well.

  The most important thing is that once it is removed, it will become no different from a normal person.

  Some people whose real identities are bright and do not want to expose their true identities, among the several major cult organizations, will be more inclined to join the Hell Ghost Face.

  He didn't expect that the real identity of Wolawi Makudi, who holds the important position of bishop in the ghost face of hell, is actually a royal nobleman.

"well done."

  Hearing the benefits of the wine estates in the outskirts, Wallaway Makudi nodded, quite satisfied.

  He didn't notice that a strong enemy appeared less than tens of meters away from him.

  Obviously, the Necklace of Concealment, which has been upgraded to Type IV and has enhanced abilities, can hide Feilin very well.

  The man dressed as a butler reported the income of some industries and left the hall.

  After he left, Wolawi Makudi, who was in a good mood, poured a glass of red wine produced by his manor and tasted it leisurely.

   "It seems that you are in a good mood."

  Ferring uncloaked the Necklace of Concealment, took off the curse mask, and appeared in front of Wolawi Makudi.

   "You, who are you? What do you want to do?"

  Seeing Flynn appearing, Worawee Makudi showed a moment of panic on his face, but it was fleeting and turned into panic and fear.

   "No need to pretend, since I have appeared in front of you, I have already recognized your identity."

  Ferrin stared at Wollavi Makudidao.

   "I am... the Viscount of the Kingdom. If you... dare to do anything to me, the Kingdom will not let you go. If you want money, you can go to the safe in the study on the second floor to get it. I have the key."

  Worawee Makudi was awe-inspiring as an aristocrat, but at the same time subdued appropriately, fully interpreting a nobleman whose life was threatened by robbers.

   "Good acting."

  Seeing Worawee Makudi whose acting skills exploded, Flynn chuckled and said.

   "It is worthy of being a bishop-level cultist, and its performance is much better than other cultists I have encountered these days."

   "I don't know what you're talking about, please don't hurt me, it's not good for you."

  Wolawe Makudi still didn't give up, and still took chances, trying to conceal his identity as a follower of the ghost face of hell.

   "Wolrawee Makudi, until how long are you going to act?"

  Ferring was a little impatient.

   "Your detection ability should not be able to detect me without a mask. How did you find me?"

  Hearing Flynn call out this name, Worawee Makudi no longer took chances, and asked with a pale face.

   "Smell, I really can't detect you without a mask, but your smell can't be changed."

  Flynn said.

"I see."

  Wolawe Maku looked regretful, he didn't expect that he would eventually be exposed because of the smell.

  As if giving up, he sat on the sofa weakly.

  However, it was in the next moment.

  His hand quickly reached under the clothes on his chest, and took out a mask shaped like ice.

   It is the ice mask that has extraordinary abilities and serves as the source of his strength.

  (end of this chapter)

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