Chapter 127: Purification (For You Are My Despicable Alliance Leader!)

"Liliyate Duolun..."

Upon hearing about the Green Forest City Ring of Power theft case, the name of the suspect naturally surfaced in Aaron's mind.

"It seems she succeeded."

He listened in on the traders discussing more news, though it was far less sensational than the previous Benjamin case and the theft of the Ring of Power.

When the free trading session began, Aaron watched Miss "White Dove" and discovered that this lady was staring straight at "Cleric" Nicholas Inamu; upon finding that the other party made no move, she also seemed very disappointed.

Seeing this, he smiled slightly, called over a waiter, and handed over a note.

"Like this, everything connects!"

Aaron nodded, his sitting posture becoming solemn.

Sizzle!

Seeing this, Aaron's gaze flashed: "I need to know who the person cursed is, and where that curse comes from... This will allow me to better perform exorcism and Purification..."

Aaron lay comfortably on the sofa, his right leg crossed over his left, answering in a very relaxed manner.

After all, the Spirit of Delusion is most adept at this kind of Purification.

Miss "White Dove" seemed terrified, her voice even carrying a sob...

Miss "White Dove"'s figure instantly began to tremble, as if enduring some pain.

"Dixa Lingmu?"

"Wait... how is the payment calculated?" Miss "White Dove" asked vigilantly.

"So that's how it is..."

"Interesting, truly interesting!"

"But that's not right either... Liliyate Duolun has a pair of Magical Item glasses, so... could it be that she used a Magical Item to conceal her appearance, perhaps even with a certain obfuscation effect? Causing me to never notice?"

"High-sequence Evil Spirit!?"

It seemed the curse had already begun to be "Purified"!

But Aaron's expression suddenly became grave; his eyes were filled with white light, and he had abruptly activated Spirit Vision.

And within this illusion, there seemed to be another blurred human figure overlapping with her!

"Not a vengeful spirit... but a higher-level one... an Evil Spirit's thought!"

"..."

Aaron listened, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

Not long after, Miss "White Dove" pushed the door open and glanced at his mask: "It's you? 'Rapier'! Do you have a way to lift the curse? Or do you just want a refund? Let me tell you, once a trade is reached, it cannot be undone, unless you want to be boycotted by everyone here..."

"Impossible... there absolutely shouldn't be any evil intent directed at me on that..." Miss "White Dove" said, losing her composure: "Of course, I cannot hand it over to you for inspection either!"

Miss "White Dove" almost forcibly suppressed herself to keep from screaming.

"Then... connecting it all, that batch of artifacts is also the funerary objects that 'Beast' and his team sold to the auction house? They come from that Sothoth Mausoleum relic site!"

"Alright, then next, I will first use my own Extraordinary Ability to give you a 'Purification'. If that still doesn't work, perhaps we will have to resort to Ritual Magic to increase the power of the Purification."

Iris Room.

Aaron sat quietly, closing his eyes to rest.

"A piece... a piece of Dixa Lingmu... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"'White Dove', you've killed me... this is not an ordinary curse, it comes from a high-sequence Evil Spirit... not only did the Purification fail, but it also implicated me!"

Miss "White Dove" naturally knew the terror of a high-sequence Evil Spirit's curse and understood that she was almost certainly doomed, and might even implicate others; her heart was filled with self-reproach, and for a moment, she failed to keep the secret.

The surrounding environment suddenly became dim and hazy... even Miss "White Dove"'s figure became illusory.

"'Purification' 10 pounds, ritual 50 pounds, this is the cost of materials... if successful, an additional 100 pounds! Of course, if you have clues to the items I need, it can be free!" Aaron had already thought of the price.

Miss "White Dove" shifted her body uneasily, feeling that Aaron's gaze was too weird, making her inexplicably afraid, as if all her secrets were laid bare in the eyes of the other party.

Miss "White Dove" breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa, and looked at Aaron's purple eyes again, lost in thought.

"And within the relic site, there exists a terrifying Evil Spirit!"

"Recently, the only mausoleum in Green Forest City is probably the one discovered by 'Beast'... which also happens to be of a Sothoth noble..."

"Miss 'White Dove', you've misunderstood. I am a 'Sun' Extraordinary, and I have a certain expertise in Purification-type spells..."

Aaron snapped his fingers, and a white light like a tide surged out from him, submerging "White Dove".

Under the scouring of the white light, wisps of black Qi emerged from her body.

"A smart choice."

"The height is similar, the eye color and such don't match... especially the temperament..."

"Tell me, what exactly did you dream of?" Aaron pretended to be a victim, carrying a righteous interrogation.

Pop!

The white light dissipated instantly; the Purification failed!

Even Aaron's spirit suffered a certain Backlash, feeling his head spin, and a bit of black airflow, like an earthworm, spread along the occult connection and attached directly to Aaron's body.

At this moment, he was also "cursed"!

"And Auguf Auction House recently acquired a batch of precious Fabri Dynasty artifacts... isn't that a bit too coincidental?"

If the other party were the same person, his spiritual intuition would have reacted long ago, just as it did when meeting Nicholas Inamu.

Aaron let out a low growl, appearing particularly angry.

"What... is going on?"

"Generally speaking, relics may be tainted by the evil thoughts of certain ancient powerhouses and evil objects, or perhaps there are specialized traps set on them..."

Aaron was no longer a novice in Occultism at this time, and he speculated.

"White Dove" was silent for a moment before saying: "It's me! As for the source of the curse, it comes from an ancient relic! The specific manifestations are constant Weakness and Nightmares..."

"It's so dark, let's begin!" Miss White Dove complained in a low voice, but she still chose to begin.

"Mr. Rapier, what are you doing?"

Aaron had a guess in his heart and carefully sized up Miss White Dove.

In reality, he did not care much.

'Huh? That's not right... How could Miss White Dove be afflicted by the Lingmu curse, unless the artifact in her hand happened to come from that Lingmu... Was she also at the auction house, buying the item carrying the curse, or is it... Liliyat Doren?'

Aaron increased his input of Spirituality, barely able to recognize that the Evil Spirit's resentment had a male physique, wearing complex and gorgeous aristocratic clothing, but it was tattered, with bleeding gashes everywhere.

At this moment, black-red illusory blood gushed out continuously, easily submerging Miss White Dove...

'So the result of my previous divination did not recommend that I go to the Lingmu at this time, because it is indeed very dangerous!'

"I am considering the issue of compensation..."

Aaron answered with a straight face.

(End of this chapter)