Chapter 92 I developed two informants
Backlund, Holy Wind Cathedral, 7pm.

"The storm is with you, Deacon Roy." Old Blue held a thick book in his left hand and saluted by hitting his left chest with his right fist.

"The storm is with you. What have you gained? Report." The thin Roy sat behind his desk, still reading documents.

"Yes! According to your instructions, I went to find the famous 'arbitrator' Hugh Dilcha in the East District today, and successfully developed her into an informant. This is her information. She is very enthusiastic about this matter and has strong ability to handle things."

"Huh?" Roy was very surprised. The order to develop as many informants as possible was just issued last night, and today this outsider found a local informant? It seems that this old man has not been hanging around for nothing for so many years... He entered a new environment and immediately adapted to it...

"The arbitrator... the royal family... is he a descendant of the nobility?" Roy took the two files and took a quick look. He couldn't help but be even more surprised. The resume of this Ms. Dilcha... is a practical person at first glance. She is an arbitrator in the East District and has injured gangsters... Small problem. Storm appreciates such a tough lady, as long as she is not in Storm's way... Yes, she will be very helpful for this incident...

"According to her, her ancestors were indeed nobles, but they were stripped of their titles and lost everything. She herself inherited extraordinary abilities and was born a 'half-arbitrator', and later gradually became a true 'arbitrator'. I think she should have the goal of restoring the glory of her ancestors, and she must have gone all out for the Storm mission."

Roy nodded, took out the seal from the drawer, and pressed it directly without any hesitation. He took out the file below and frowned, "Fors Wall...what's going on again?"

"Yes! Ms. Wall is Ms. Dilcha's roommate. When I went to contact Ms. Dilcha today, I accidentally discovered that Ms. Wall is also a Beyonder. She was very moved by Ms. Dilcha's treatment and offered to work for Storm! I think Storm will not reject such a spontaneous believer!"

"A best-selling author... is actually also a Beyonder..." Roy glanced at the book in Old Blue's left hand, "Is that the work of Ms. Wall?"

"Um, yes, I... specifically asked Ms. Wall for her autographed work "Storm Manor"! She now wishes to reprint it in the future under the name "Storm Manor"! To show her loyalty to the church!"

"Yes, we need believers with social influence like this. You did a good job. Put the book down and file it together." Roy took the seal and stamped it again, not even caring about what the "apprentice"'s abilities were.

"Well... well, I originally wanted to collect it and wait for it to appreciate in value..." Old Blue pushed Ms. Wall's masterpiece over with some reluctance. Well, he had a bunch of such books, and he really troubled Ms. Wall before.

Roy raised his head and said with satisfaction:
"You are a devout believer of Storm and a pragmatic agent. I am impressed by you. These two female informants can serve as propagandists for the church when the time is right. Let others see that our attitude towards women is not what is rumored by the outside world.

"Once they have enough merit, they will be prioritized to be absorbed into the Lord's team of substitute punishers and become official members. We need more fresh blood.

"You're doing great, the storm is with you."

"The storm is with you!" Old Blue is indeed a truly devout believer in the storm.

After the old man left, Roy adjusted his captain's hat, picked up the thick hardcover book and took a closer look, then said to himself helplessly:

"Storm Heights, yes, it's the one my daughter wanted... It's signed. Oh, I didn't expect to get it this way... What's so good about this book..."

……

Backlund, MI9 meeting room.

Qonas Kilger, whose eyes were deep blue and almost black, sat casually in a chair and said in a cold voice:

"Have you found it? So many people, but not one of them came back?"

A member of MI9 with blond hair combed back and a high hairline stood by, holding a folder, quickly placed it on the table in front of Qiunas, and said loudly:

"Yes! Mr. Deputy Director! Only Heras was found at the scene. The naked man at the center of the table in the photo is him.

"Katie, Parker, Beric...still no news. Now, we suspect that these three were completely eaten by Qilingos using 'Creeping Hunger' as flesh and blood...

"No extraordinary properties were found at the scene. Heras's spirit has completely disappeared. It is suspected that he was 'herded' by the glove...

"The Church of the Storm is working with the Church of the Dark and the Mechanicus to investigate the kidnapping incident... During their communication, they found clues that the police department was involved, so they were somewhat resistant to our joining the investigation... Apart from that, they didn't find any other clues...

"Mr. Deputy Director, please give me your instructions." Qiunas's shoulders were unusually broad, making his black suit look tight. He stretched out his slightly long arms, picked up the file, flipped through a few pages and said:

“You’re a little nervous.

"Why panic? They can't find anything. Even if those people are caught, they won't be able to get any secrets out of them.

“Things over there are continuing. We are not allowed to interrupt the progress because of this incident. We need more slaves and hard laborers. If necessary, I will go there to escort them personally.

"Backlund, please be more restrained and clean up your mess. If necessary, let the Psychological Alchemy Society take action.

“Qilingus… not sure if it’s him, it shouldn’t be him… tell the church, we will send out elite troops to ‘help’ them search for this pirate.

"Remember, the future of the kingdom requires us to carry on. Everything we do is for the kingdom! For our king! In front of the country, even the church cannot stand in the way!"

"Yes! For the king!" The blond member of Army 9 swore loudly with a fanatical look.

……

Backlund, Hillston District, in a house with a stable and a garden.

Qilingos sat at the dining table in Baron Gramire's house, eating delicious food that should only be enjoyed by the baron, while watching the baron scolding the servants and giving various orders to the butler with mottled hair. There were at least four people present, but no one paid attention to this rude pirate.

A layer of fine dark golden scales appeared on the surface of the glove on his left palm, and his eyes turned into light golden, ruthless vertical pupils.

The "Creeping Hunger" herd has a "psychologist" who has mastered the ability of "psychological suggestion". Qilingos actually used it to give hints to everyone including Baron Gramiel, and hid in the baron's house so openly!
Qi Lingos thought coldly and disdainfully in his heart:

"...How troublesome and stupid, nobles, that I have to waste my time learning their strange pronunciations of certain words and their so-called aristocratic accents...

"The baron, who was reluctant to hire even ordinary security personnel, actually maintained a configuration of butlers, valet, attendants, maids, housemaids, coachmen, horse feeders, gardeners, cooks, and cook assistants...

"For them, respectability is everything...

Suddenly, a servant turned around and said to Qilingos expressionlessly:
“Don’t cause any bloody incidents recently. Someone is imitating you. The three major churches are now checking all districts to find your trace.

“Every night late, I would have a man come over and satisfy the desire of this glove.

"Until that happens."

Qi Lingos raised his gloves suddenly, but saw that the manservant had returned to normal, and the people around him seemed to have not heard the conversation just now...

He turned around suddenly and looked around, but there was no outsider in sight.

"Someone is imitating me? I really want to taste your...

"High-Sequence Experts... That organization..."

He grabbed the slices of sea fish from the plate with his right hand, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them with big mouthfuls. A ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of desire, as if he saw his future self.

　Thanks for watching! At this stage, each chapter has 2000+ words, and it is updated twice a day. This is the example of many big guys, and I will learn from it... Squid Big Guy has 3000+ words per chapter, and updates twice a day. I don't know when I can do that...

　　
　
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