Chapter 304: Passing the Test (1800-word bonus)

"It's her!"

Gazing at the woman performing divination, Aaron suddenly understood.

Within the Hidden Realm, there had always been a rumor—no, it was confirmed intelligence.

——Within the Investigation Bureau headquarters, there was a Divination Master who never stepped out of the Investigation Bureau, yet was the Nightmare of all secret organizations!

In the black market, the bounty on the other party was—100,000 pounds!!

Of course, no assassin was willing to challenge this mission; those who had tried were all dead.

Her codename was—"Fireworks"!

'This Ms. Fireworks is also quite miserable; what difference is there between this life and being a prisoner...'

Aaron watched Ms. Fireworks and sighed softly.

Feiliete stepped down from the high platform and bowed to Xisituosi: "But the times have changed... In the future, the Holy Spirit Church will replace the duties of the Investigation Bureau... A Pope who is an ordinary person without a shred of Spirituality is undoubtedly the most reassuring leader for all parties. Please, hand the burden and responsibility over to me."

Mentioning this, expressions of disdain immediately appeared on the faces of many investigators.

This "Philosopher" seemed to age ten years in an instant, announcing in a weathered voice: "Through the screening of the 'Spear of the Sun King', there is not a shred of Spirituality on Feiliete; he is a completely ordinary person!"

And at this moment, he also heard the other party's "prophecy."

But in the end...

Once this conclusion was out, even Yagebu's face showed a look of surprise.

Suddenly, Aaron's Spirit Body emerged from the "Gate of Hell," and not a single Mysterious symbol on the gate lit up.

Xisituosi, Yagebu, Fiona, Haixinge, and a group of other senior Investigation Bureau officials were all present.

Feiliete withdrew his palm as calmly as usual, nodded to the two notaries, and looked at Xisituosi again.

'As expected... those with High Primordial Quality on the divination path have the highest inspiration, though... that can no longer be called inspiration; is it some kind of intuition?'

"I want to prove my loyalty to the Kingdom!"

Investigators of various kinds stood solemnly behind them, watching the newcomer.

'I have to say, the idealistic nature of the "Spirit of Delusion" is actually good material for being a thief and for Investigation.'

In full view of everyone, Feiliete took off his luxurious purple robe, wearing only linen undergarments, and walked onto the altar like a saint, arriving before the "Spear of the Sun King."

Aaron arrived at the plaza, familiar with the route, and found that a circle of people had indeed already gathered, among whom were many familiar faces.

Behind Feiliete followed two solemn-looking witnesses.

'That woman... is lonely, quite lonely...'

He looked at Fiona and received a signal from her, knowing that everything was ready, and said: "The highest level of review requires Lord Feiliete to walk onto the altar himself and touch the 'Spear of the Sun King'... I must remind you, my lord, that you cannot carry any Extraordinary Item, nor can you have a trace of Spirituality in your body; otherwise, you will be burned to ashes immediately!"

While speaking, his palm had already pressed onto the shaft of the "Spear of the Sun King"!

1 second!

2 seconds!

10 seconds passed, and everyone's heart seemed to be in their throat, rising and falling like a roller coaster.

"Pope Feiliete, has he finally arrived?"

Among the Extraordinary, who didn't know that the "Holy Spirit" was just a facade, deliberately put out to occupy the high ground of faith?

"No... I just wanted to say... the 'Spear of the Sun King' is actually not its true name..."

After all, if one really wanted to use a magnifying glass to find faults, there would be no one in the world without flaws.

Outside the door, the old Watcher was still sitting behind the desk yawning, tears almost streaming down.

Aaron turned to leave, passing through the Gate of Hell to go to the plaza to watch the show.

Ms. Fireworks let out a sigh.

"We are witnesses from the Royal Family and the Upper House, and we will witness the entire process!"

The Holy Spirit Church Pope—Feiliete wore a purple robe, his golden hair scattered casually over his shoulders, like a golden god of war bathed in sunlight.

Although fireworks are brilliant, they are fleeting, which is quite fitting for the other party's identity.

Below, countless investigators secretly greeted Feiliete's parents affectionately.

"An illusion... perhaps?"

Aaron arrived before the "Gate of Hell," his illusory Spirit Body slowly merging into the pitch-black gate.

If the Royal Family and the Upper House had not sent representatives, perhaps Feiliete would have been declared problematic directly, or even died in the Investigation General Bureau's prison!

Nothing happened!

But that page of paper remained blank; nothing appeared.

Observing the other party's Spirit Body, Aaron made a judgment silently.

"Lord Xisituosi, I actually admire you, and the Investigation Bureau has indeed made outstanding and indelible contributions to the Kingdom."

He reached out his hand, paused in mid-air, and turned to look at Xisituosi: "My lord..."

Feiliete's outstretched hand continued forward, his eyes seemingly filled with the light naturally radiating from the spear: "We all know... it was born from that 'Betrayal War'. Although it is the weapon of our King, it is also the proof of his violation of the Contract... Its true name should be—the 'Oath-Breaker's Spear'!"

But this appearance had no effect on the determined investigators.

The two witnesses, who appeared to be nobles, said meticulously.

Self-requesting a review was inherently a very stupid act; even without problems, one could find problems.

"If the Pope wishes to give up, we have no power to force him." Xisituosi asked: "Does Your Crown wish to give up?"

At this moment, Ms. "Fireworks" suddenly looked in the direction where Aaron was.

And this Pope, Your Crown, seemed to have signs of madness.

The gray-haired noble representing the Upper House nodded, indicating that he had already checked the altar, and the effect was the same as what Xisituosi had described.

Once the Pope died here, he, as the Royal Envoy, would definitely be torn to shreds by Arthur VI!

Her eyes held a look of bewilderment, and the black notebook in her hand suddenly flipped open on its own, the pages rustling as they turned to the latest entry.

Precisely because of this, even Xisituosi found Feiliete's actions very puzzling.

The representative of the Royal Family looked at Pope Ferret with some concern: "Crown, His Majesty has always trusted you; there is no need to make such a dangerous attempt!"

The other party was not like them; performing high-intensity divination, perhaps even involving many Secrecy, how could it be possible not to pay a price?

"Although she looks like a young girl, she is already near death."

Feiliete said generously: "The Holy Spirit will protect me!"

When he rose, servants were already there to drape a purple robe over him.

In an instant, Feiliete seemed to have transformed back into that high and lofty Pope Crown: "I will announce later that on the 29th of this month, at the 'Marshal's Rostrum', I will give a speech to all believers to proclaim the arrival of a new era... This has been permitted by the King and the Upper House!"

(End of this chapter)