"A murder occurred in a small town called Wensai in the north of Pita City the day before yesterday. There were traces of sacrifice left on the scene. It was initially suspected that it was done by the demon apostle. I am going to hand over this task to you."

When he arrived at the church, he just met the monk Ossi and had no unnecessary nonsense, so he went straight to the topic.

"Is there any specific information?"

"No, you can ask the police there when you arrive at the local area." As he said, as if he was afraid that Shire would misunderstand, the monk said again: "Whether you are a professional witch hunter or a foreign editor, you should learn to be independent. The church is only used as your logistics."

Shire nodded.

He had expected this.

Seeing that he was so "calm", the monk couldn't help but smile gently, then got up and went to the bookshelf, picked up a blue note and handed it to Charles.

"This is some of my experiences when I went out for a mission in my early years. It contains various characteristics and coping strategies about the demon apostles. You can take a look at it if you have time."

"Be careful when doing things. Some cultists will anticipate the opportunity for the church to hunt them and then set traps, so it is best for you to think more and observe more when you go on this trip."

"You must not be impulsive when you are on a mission for the first time. It is best to cooperate with the local police to investigate. Don't think that you have learned to cast spells and don't take them seriously. Apart from some special spells, they are still working on finding people."

...

With endless advice, Charles kept nodding in response. Finally, the middle-aged monk added: "Also, don't have any sympathy for the demon apostles, because they are not worthy of mercy. Letting them go will make you regret it for life."

"What did he do?" The monk Ossi looked complicated when he said this, and Charles couldn't help asking.

"He killed his wife and his children." The monk's face remained gentle, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Then he dug out their hearts and cooked them and ate them."

“…”

“Cruelty is virtue and the best choice to please the devil.”

Shire couldn't help but think of a sentence from a book.

...

After saying goodbye to the monk, Charles did not intend to delay any further. Before it was dark, he hired a carriage to set off.

Wensai town is located in the north of Pita City, only half a day away from the Canyon Town of Shire's "territory" and he arrived at the Canyon Town that night for one night, and then arrived there by carriage at noon.

Charle thought the task would be tedious and wasteful, just like those adventure stories, and there might be many more dangers.

However, when he arrived in the town to find the chief, he was told that the cruel demon apostle had been captured by them!

"Catch it..." Charles, who was rushing here to make a big fight, was a little stunned.

"Trust was very unlucky. It was difficult to find the mountain to escape, but he fell into the trap set by Master Madden a long time ago; Oh, I forgot to introduce to you that Master Madden is the most powerful hunter in our town. He once even fought a wild boar alone..."

Shir was speechless while listening to the explanation of a middle-aged local policeman.

Is the legendary demon apostle like Luther? He was caught by a group of ordinary people in an ordinary, or even forgotten trap?

I originally thought that I would be a great savior when I came here from afar, but it seemed that I could only make soy sauce. This made Charles feel a vague sense of loss, but this feeling was fleeting. Although it seemed that there was a lack of some "pretending" opportunity, it also reduced a lot of trouble.

Under the leadership of the mayor named Winters, they came to the "police station" of the town.

It is better to say it is an ordinary house with an overall wooden structure and a slightly similar stilt house in my memory. It stands quietly near the edge of the forest in the town, covered by the lazy shadows of the trees.

After pushing the door open and looking around, there were not many staff members in the house, only two policemen in their forties.

At this time, they were bored and reading the newspaper inside. When they saw the mayor bringing people in, they quickly got up and greeted him.

"This is the monk Kolanston who was sent by the church to purify the demons." The mayor introduced.

"Oh, hello monk, welcome to Wensai Town!"

The two policemen were enthusiastic in their behavior. Although they were a little surprised by Charles' tender appearance, they were only a little surprised, and more were joy.

"You're here. After Trus was arrested, he cried and howled every day, and occasionally made all kinds of weird and intimidating sounds, which made us panic. If the pistol hadn't been able to kill him, we would have blown his head long ago..."

Worriedly, leaving the mayor to help stay behind, the two policemen couldn't wait to take Charles to the underground cell of the "Police Department".

It is called a prison cell, but it is actually just a basement, with the wooden entrance in a corner of the house.

After walking down the short wooden ladder, a man who fell to the ground, covered in dust, dirty and smelly, as if he ran to the stinky ditch and rolled around and was dried, then came into his eyes.

Apart from his sloppy appearance and the faint black fluff on his skin, he looked upright and could not see the cruel appearance of his people. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Charles overturned his initial impression.

"I raised them, I gave them life, what's wrong with me taking back these things!? You nosy scumbags, they are mine, everything is mine!"

The man tied tightly to the ground roared, struggled and rolled, staring at Shire fiercely, his anger was very strong, and his black hair seemed to be much denser because of this.

"Just like the one who judged in the church." After a few glances, Charles came to the conclusion.

From the monk's notes, he learned that this demon apostle with a faint black hair on his body was only at the lowest level. He might have been infected with the breath of hell from the simple rituals, or he might have been infected by others.

However, although they are low-level apostles, they still have the common characteristics of hell demons - immortality!

Ordinary weapons can injure them, but they cannot kill them completely, whether they are exploding their heads or crushing their hearts.

As long as the body's rough outline remains, they cannot truly die.

Of course, if they have the ability to cut them into minced meat or burn them to ashes with fire, then this immortality will not work. However, this involves another issue - the infectious nature of the apostle's flesh and blood...

The characteristics are so obvious that there is no possibility of injustice, and Charles doesn't need to interrogate anything. So after taking a few glances, he ignored the man's roar, and directly pulled the thorn cross necklace hanging on his neck and held it in his hand.

Under the reverence of the two policemen and the prisoner's madness, the young man looked down and stretched out his right hand to the prisoner tied up on the ground. As the pendant swayed and swayed, a majestic spell rang out from this slightly dark basement.

The cross light followed, emerged, turned, and the heat waves came, and the temperature in the basement gradually rose, and finally reached the point of baking, and the apostle was greatly tortured.

"ah--!"

It was like putting it on a hot stove and baking it. The pain caused the person at his feet to twist and hide his facial features, and he kept struggling and rolling. The screams were loud and shrill, but it lasted for a short time and became weaker due to extreme pain.

Finally, the white light cocoon was wrapped and scattered again, the high temperature twisted the air, revealing a pile of inconspicuous black dust.

"It's solved..." Looking at all this, the police sighed.

No matter how they deal with it, they could not really kill the monster. They were burned to ashes after just a few short sentences of "words". This situation really hit people.

But this is the fact. In the face of some existences, mortals seem to be able to watch the show on the side and cannot do much help.

Of course, because this kind of thing is not very common, this drama is still very interesting...

After returning to the top one after another, after briefly explaining a few words, Charles was about to leave when a policeman suddenly called him.

"When we captured Truss, we discovered a special situation. Please check it out."

As he said that, he handed Charles a letter.

Not an ordinary event?

Secretly confused, Charles took the letter and opened it, and then frowned.

This is written on a communication letter written by the apostle who had just turned into ashes to an official in the capital. It is basically a statement waiting for follow-up words such as things have been done, and there is no cause and effect. Charles seems to understand it; but he can see a fact that an official in the capital has colluded with the demon apostle.

Or when writing this letter, wasn't the demon apostle who turned into a pile of ashes?

"Is the weather going to change?" He put away the letter and thought secretly.

The capital officials colluded with the demon apostle, and there were many things hidden behind this matter...

But this does not mean that these contents are completely true. Maybe it was the nonsense of the demon apostle.

"It's better to leave it to the church. Even if it's true, I, a small minion, cannot get involved in such a thing, and it's more likely that it's fake. How could the capital officials contact the inconspicuous villagers of such remote towns..." While thinking secretly, he bid farewell to the enthusiastic mayor of Wensai Town and the two policemen, and began to rush back without stopping.

Finally, on the morning of the morning, he returned to Pita.

...

"You're very quick."

After not seeing each other for two days, the monk Ossi still looked gentle and quiet. When he saw Char walking in, he greeted him with a friendly look.

"How is it? Is it going well?"

"It went very smoothly. After I went there, the policemen had already arrested the target in prison, only one shot was left to purify it." Charles shrugged.

The monk nodded in understanding.

"This is true for most missions. Ordinary weapons cannot cause harm to the apostles. Only the power of the Lord can completely eliminate evil." As he said that, he turned around and bowed to the statue of God.

Charles was not as pious as him. Seeing that he seemed to be starting to pray, he hurriedly handed the letter to the monk.

"This is a little new discovery, maybe there is a secret."

"Secret?" The monk turned around and took the envelope, opened it, and narrowed his eyes slightly. However, he had no other expression. After putting the letter in his cuffs, he took out another letter and handed it to Charles.

"It's also a letter?" Seeing this, Charles was stunned.

He had just sent a letter to the monk, but then he received a reply letter. He suddenly saw it and seemed like a transaction.

"What is this? It's not a secret, right?"

"This is your growth path."

"The road to growth?" Charles was quite curious. After taking it, he was about to open it and see it. The monk Ossi stopped him with a smile.

"You'd better watch it after you go home, just be a surprise, remember not to be discovered by others."

"Is it necessary?" She rolled her eyes secretly, and Charles nodded on the surface.

Then as soon as he walked out of the church, he couldn't wait to open the envelope.

When I opened it, I saw a list inside. Charles looked at it and couldn't help but ponder.
To be continued...