Chapter 1496: Chapter 918: Spy (Part 2)
He couldn’t help but conceive a thought.
Huang Guang must already know what is currently happening in the Sain Dungeon, and can certainly guess Gong Qiying’s purpose. Yet the other party has not taken specific action; could it be because they’ve anticipated this situation?
They anticipated that the dependency of the Skamelon people on the "God" is so great that one incident in the Sain Dungeon wouldn’t break it.
"Since that’s the case, I’ll create more incidents."
If the Sain Dungeon couldn’t even firmly control the nearby Hepa Town, what qualifications does it have to influence other places?
He turned around and started walking towards his residence in Hepa Town, with most of his thoughts already back in the Dungeon.
Think, think carefully.
What else can I stir up next?
With this in mind, Gong Qiying sat on the altar he painted golden, lost in thought.
A few seconds later, he raised a finger.
"Ah, I have an idea."
Meanwhile, in the rebel camp in Hepa Town.
The spy was roughly thrown to the ground, the pain from the fall abruptly waking him up.
He opened his eyes and then closed them again in pain, because of the scene he didn’t want to accept that appeared before him.
Not until a heavy kick landed on his stomach did he reluctantly open his eyes.
What appeared before him was a group of high-ranking members of the rebel army gathered to watch.
If the spy had a bomb on him now, he could detonate it and take out the leadership of Hepa Town.
"You guys... I surrender."
Quickly assessing the situation, the spy chose the most self-preserving option at once.
Hevi stepped forward to confront him, his face immediately turning to an angry expression as he took the stern approach and said, "Who sent you? Speak quickly and I can grant you a dignified death."
On the other hand, the Golden Bishop, who seemed kinder, stepped forward planning to take the soft approach, but he hadn’t even uttered a single word when—
"I confess, I confess. It was the Speck family who sent me!"
The spy’s rapid surrender left the Golden Bishop’s prepared words forgotten, staring dazedly at the other.
People looked at each other, clearly seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.
This spy, does he have no professional integrity?
"Before you, we’ve caught countless spies trying to infiltrate, but none have volunteered information, let alone pleaded like you." Hevi squatted, looking at him.
"Doesn’t this just show that I’ve been subdued by you..." the spy said with a nervous smile, sweating.
"But your straightforward attitude is rather suspicious. Who knows if you were sent to deliberately spread false information?"
Hevi raised a hand and said,
"Take him away, interrogate him until he tells the truth."
"Ah, ah, ah—"
As the spy was dragged away, people showed looks of "this is the right thing to do."
"Okay, with the unexpected factor gone, where were we?"
The people had been gathered to hold a meeting, which was interrupted by the sudden arrival of the spy.
Sitting in a chair, Fingerley raised a hand and said,
"Professor Hades still hasn’t come out from the Sain Dungeon, it’s been four days since he last went in."
Hades was teaching Rogen in a small room inside, completely oblivious to the passage of time outside. By now, four days had passed, and it was already evening, soon to be the fifth day of his entry into the Dungeon.
Staying in the Dungeon for five days? Did he enter some Painting World inside, or perhaps used the Sain Dungeon to teleport elsewhere without telling them?
"Our investigation shows that there’s no trace of Professor Hades in the Resurrection House or elsewhere, and even tracking magic hasn’t worked, so he must still be in the Dungeon, and his safety should be assured. We’ve sent someone to inform Professor Turci." said the official in charge of town order.
Fingerley nodded. If Hades didn’t come out from the Sain Dungeon, he was a bit hesitant to go in himself.
Who knows what might have trapped him inside? If there were unknown dangers, he might get trapped too. His power was about on par with Hades... Perhaps he was slightly stronger.
The critical point was that Turci and Vienma were still secluded in magic research, and Nadi had gone back to the Warrior Country to call for reinforcements, or rather to call dragons.
The rebel army didn’t have extra combat strength to accompany him to the Dungeon, and although the Dark Moon Sword had manpower, bringing them to such high-risk areas felt burdensome. Fingerley wanted to form an elite team with his fellow combatants.
As for Leon and the others, let’s just say they didn’t have the time now.
The rebel army now has a very respectful attitude towards these professors. Though Turci and the others’ temperaments weren’t smooth in interaction, under their guidance, Hepa Town’s city defense magic improved significantly, and just this made the rebels grateful for Fingerley bringing the professors over.
"Am I late?"
At this moment, Luluwo pushed open the door, bringing with her a smell of sulfur, looking as if she had just returned from the Dungeon.
"It’s just a chat anyway, sit wherever." Hevi moved an empty chair for her, glancing at her head and asking: "Recovered?"
"Yes, it’s healed."
Luluwo touched her now tumor-free head, feeling refreshed.
"There really is a way to cure it in the Demon Relics, eating something called Fallen Egg Medicine does the trick. I brought a bag back for you guys, now you can visit the place too."
People were more interested in her exploration of the Demon Relics rather than preventing tumor growth.
Regarding everyone’s inquiries, Luluwo appeared a bit disinterested, casually waving her hand and said:
"Elite Monsters are popping up everywhere like they cost nothing, and there’s a particularly huge Monster that’s bothersome. I reckon I have to defeat it to leave the Demon Relics, currently working on it."
She complained a few more sentences when she saw the guards push open the door carrying a strange machine, saying:
"Reporting, the interrogation is complete, and the criminals have confessed everything."
The guards distributed the records among the group, and after reading just a few lines, their expressions turned peculiar.
According to the spy’s confession, he was a mercenary hired by the Speck family, at most considered an assassin, and hadn’t received any training as a spy.
His actions were unrelated to the Holy Light Church, solely the independent actions of the Speck family.
And this time, the objective was to use a Faith Machine from the Holy Light Church to harass the entire Hepa Town, making sure to destroy the Faith Machine afterward, ensuring it wouldn’t fall into the rebels’ hands.
But... the rebels already got the machine now.
This guy’s professional competence is exceptionally low, is this the capability a family-trained spy should have?
For a moment, people began to think the Speck family might be a shoddy organization.
However, the spy had another target.
"Assassinate the adventurer named Luluwo..."
Luluwo read the words on the record and then pointed to herself in a daze.
"I’m a target too?"
