Chapter 115: One-meter-five Copper Pea

"Mr. Blue, recently all the gangs in the East District, and even the hooligans and thieves on the street have sensed a different atmosphere and have all restrained themselves, especially when facing Storm. Um, when facing us, the Mandated Punishers, they are so scared that they hide away. After arresting a few and interrogating them, we don't have any valuable information." The new Mandated Punisher informant Hugh Dilcha reported to his superior, Old Blue.

"Yes, we have tried very hard, but don't we have too many competitors?" Even though Fors Wall didn't really want to do this mission, he was still taken to many places by Xio and met many colleagues. These people were all doing the same thing: looking for people, looking for pirates, and looking for missing persons.

Old Blue stroked his chin, thinking seriously, and said:
"So many people are looking for him in the East District. If Qi Lingos is more informed, or has an insider in Backlund, then he will definitely move to a place we think he can't go to... Well, forget about the Holy Wind Cathedral. Even if he is given more courage, he wouldn't dare to go there."

Quinn glanced at Fors, who was curled up on the sofa next to him, and told him the news he got from Audrey's golden retriever:
"We have another idea. We need to find out why Qi Lingos came to Backlund, and then set up an ambush at the target location.

“According to reliable information, Qi Lingos is trying to obtain an item that he has always dreamed of, which should greatly enhance his strength…

"Then he must have accomplices or contacts in Backlund. We will work towards this goal."

Fors nodded. Miss Audrey's information and analysis sounded very reliable. Perhaps they came from the extremely influential Earl Hall.

"Very good, you have a good idea, I am very pleased. This 100 pounds is for investigation. Well, if there are any additional expenses, remember to report them and I will give them to Deacon Roy." Old Blue took out a stack of banknotes. It was the money he had fleeced from the church a few days ago, just like the time when Old Blue complained to Roy about his misery.

Whoever gets paid does the job! I didn't take any money, so I can just do it! After all, let Old Bru investigate Qi Bru? Why not just report my ID number...

Ha, this is no different from asking Sherlock to investigate the "Black Emperor". He is indeed my most devout believer! Old Blue happily handed over the 100 pounds.

Xio's eyes lit up instantly, and she wanted to say something polite, but her hand had already taken the banknotes and began to count them habitually, "10 pounds new note..."

Fors also sat up straight, smiling and said, "Isn't this too much? We haven't got the key clue yet..."

“No, no, Storm will not let his followers bear these expenses. 100 pounds is not a lot. You can divide it among yourselves.

“I have a feeling that you are close to the truth, very, very close to Qilingos.

——Of course we are close, Qibulu is right in front of us.

"You must pay attention to your safety. If something goes wrong, run away immediately, or notify me and go directly to the Holy Wind Cathedral for help. Show your badges."

Old Blue had a serious expression on his face. He took out a batch of information, handed it to the two of them, and continued, "These are the information on some channels and secret organizations. Of course, those with a very high level of confidentiality are not included. You can read them when you have time, or read them after this matter is over. Remember not to spread it to others, especially not to let ordinary people get access to it. It's best to destroy it directly after reading it." Well, because there is a lot of information added in it, and there is also the ancient Hermetic name of a secret existence.

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you church! Storm is with you!" After Fors finished shouting the slogan, she hurriedly took it with a look of joy on her face. To her, these were much more valuable than 100 pounds! The knowledge in the mystical notes left by Mrs. Anlisa was mostly about the path of apprenticeship. Some of the books in the collection gave me a headache... The information provided by the Storm Church, which has been passed down for thousands of years, must be more comprehensive, and there is no risk, right? Probably?

Hugh held the banknote and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Mr. Blue, can I use the money to buy the formula of the 'Sheriff' potion from the church?"

Fors, who had just opened the information, said helplessly: "Hugh! The church is not short of money at all! With what we have... a rich man's donation at mass is more than that!" "...Yes, merit is what the church prioritizes. You are not a 'sailor' path, and there is not much competition in the church. Your promotion may not be so blocked. Well, at least Sequence 8 will be no problem.

"Ms. Dilcha may attract the attention of the military, but it's not a big problem. If you are promoted to Sequence 8, you should be able to become a formal Mandated Punisher, and then they won't be able to say anything."

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Blue. I may have been a little impatient... Because of our investigation recently, all extraordinary gatherings have been hidden, including the one where I met you last time, so I am afraid that the 'Sheriff' potion formula that appeared there will disappear..."

Xio's hands turned pale as she held the banknotes. She had never been so close to advancing to Sequence 8! With this 100 pounds and her own savings, it would be enough to buy the sheriff's potion formula!

Eh? Even if I buy the formula, I don't have the money to buy extraordinary materials... She suddenly felt a little depressed, but then she cheered up. At least Storm has everything! All she lacks is time!

Seeing the 1.5-meter-tall blonde lady regain her fighting spirit, Old Blue was very satisfied. Xiu was like the legendary copper pea that could not be steamed, cooked, pounded, fried, or exploded. No setbacks could dampen her enterprising spirit. She was perfect for the extraordinary path, so he said:

"Steady up. I told you that after the incident with Qi Lingos, maybe you will be able to get a Sequence 8 potion... well, it's a potion. You don't need to know the specific formula, and you don't need to look for other ingredients. You just need to pick it up and drink it in one gulp. Congratulations, you have become a Sequence 8 Beyonder."

……

After seeing off his superior, Old Blue, Fors suppressed his excitement and said with some doubt:
"When I heard you mention the formula for the 'Sheriff' just now, it suddenly occurred to me that Mr. Blue obviously knew about Mr. A's Extraordinary Gathering, which means that the Church of the Storm and the Mandated Punisher also knew about it. So why did they allow Mr. A to continue to exist? In the Eye of the Storm, aren't Extraordinary beings supposed to be locked up?"

Xio took out five 5-pound notes and handed them to his friend.
"Fors, you are really just a simple clinic doctor and writer. You should know that in many cases, dangerous people will lose most of their threats as long as their whereabouts and information are known.

"In Backlund, even the King of the Five Seas, Nast, had to be careful and was almost arrested. Mr. A is very powerful, but he can't fight against the Church of the Storm.

“Qilingus may not be as strong as Mr. A, but he can transform himself and hide his tracks, so he is such a big threat. Therefore, the church only asks us to find clues and traces, because as long as the pirate is exposed, he will be destroyed.

"Well, this is actually a popular course among the nobles. In the past..."

Fors looked at her friend in surprise and said, "Xiu, you're not that stupid..."

Xio raised her chin slightly, trying to make an elegant gesture, but because of the height difference between them, she lacked momentum and looked a little funny. She curled her lips and said as if she suddenly remembered something:
"Hey! Fors, did you notice that the mouse decoration on Old Blue's right shoulder is gone!"

“…Really? I didn’t notice… But I’ve wanted to complain for a long time. No normal person would hang a gray-and-white furry mouse on their clothes…” Fors put down the stack of information in his hand, looking puzzled.

　Thanks to "Book Friend 20190503030127228", "One Thought, One Destiny", "Mediterranean Garlic Turtle", "Smile - Denisa" for their monthly tickets! Thanks to "Mediterranean Garlic Turtle" for his reward! Thanks for subscribing! Thanks for watching!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)