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Ada wanted to say something else, but her expression turned difficult, so she stayed silent.

She thought to herself, my partner really is a bookworm straight out of academy.

The two didn’t come to a conclusion, but unexpectedly Reuel Bible laughed and agreed saying: “Noah, you’re right.”

Mushroomhead was surprised but encouraged, “Captain…”

Ada also looked over with curiosity.

Reuel Bible said, “When I was young, I thought like you… and did the same.”

As he spoke, his expression became strange, as if he was both smiling and not.

Mushroomhead hurried to ask, “And then?”

They thought they would hear an interesting story, but surprisingly, Reuel Bible raised an eyebrow as if telling a bad joke, “And then… now. You should know Director Cliff from the Eighth Division Bureau, right? And the Deputy Judge, Jean, from the Federation court? Back then, they were my assistants just like you. Now one is a director, the other a judge. And me? I’m still just a team captain.”

His tone was nonchalant, not showing the slightest hint of regret.

Mushroomhead:

Ada:

Both assistants rolled their eyes in unison.

Reuel Bible continued, “I used to be as cynical as you are now, outraged at the world’s injustices. When I graduated from Federation University, I had a dream – to become a supreme judge, dedicating my life to justice and order. But eventually, I realized… the two often conflict. I chose to stick to the latter, so here I am, a team captain for half my life.”

Both young assistants understood what he meant; these sounded like lessons on human nature in bureaucracy.

Ada also understood and said, “The captain is just too upright.”

But Mushroomhead looked somewhat dispirited and said, “Even if I remain a junior team member for life, I would still believe in the rights and wrongs of the world!”

Reuel Bible heard this and smiled, he admitted that he was not wrong at all and nodded in approval: “Hmm.”

But then, he said something profound: “But later I understood… even if I had become a supreme judge, I wouldn’t have been able to change anything.”

Both assistants gave him a puzzled look.

Reuel Bible’s gaze flickered with brilliance and instead of sharing more stories, he said something higher level, “Sooner or later I discovered… this is just a part of the world’s order. It’s like light and dark – where there is light, there is also darkness. Where there is order, there will be disorder. They oppose each other and yet are inseparable. This is a fundamental rule of the universe.”

Then, he looked at both of his assistants, “I can’t answer the question I asked earlier. No one can. Keep following your hearts and when you reach a higher point, you might find the answer for yourselves.”

“Oh.”

Both assistants fell deep into thought.

“Anyway… about the Lionheart Family, report the situation to the higher-ups. The authority we hold isn’t enough to change anything.”

Reuel Bible laughed and didn’t intend to keep speaking on the matter, “Unless we execute Young Master Kane right here on the spot…”

Both of his assistants twitched at his words.

This was an “outlaw” behavior, killing high-ranking nobility right here. How could he even suggest that?

Reuel Bible didn’t continue the conversation. Instead, he said, “Our task this time is to track down those guys from the Silver Moon Sect. Judging by the current situation, the dangers hidden in the Great Catastrophe’s unknown history far exceed the federation’s estimations. Right now relics from the Old Days are being discovered all over the Old Continent. The threat of religious contamination could be much worse than we imagined. If those Old Days believers awaken the will of God, we might face a civilization-ending catastrophe.”

With the pressing conversation, the three stopped discussing Young Master Kane.

The bigger threat lay with the Old Days Sect.

They talked about a few other things.

Suddenly, Mushroomhead said, “However, the suspect the Lionheart Family is after, isn’t he the one we’ve met before? That heirloom scalpel isn’t Plague Doctor Hensen’s weapon? It was the one that you, captain, lost in a bet…”

Ada: “Didn’t he give that to someone else? That guy’s just a Card Master Apprentice. Even if he advances, would he really pose a threat to Young Master Kane?”

Reuel Bible: “Not necessarily a different person. There aren’t many sources for high-quality Werewolf Material. The Black Wolf Mercenary Group has a few warrants out. The times and locations match up…”

As the hunters in the camp were creating a ruckus over the Lionheart Family’s actions…

Inside the heavily guarded small tower…

In the luxurious room, Young Master Kane looked at the lifeless naked young girl beneath him, a wicked fire still in his eyes: “Servants, hang these two corpses outside!”

The butler in the black swallow-tailed coat walked into the room.

He didn’t look at the bodies, but simply gestured, and the servants immediately brought out corpse bags to clean up.

After the servants left, the butler began to speak, “Young Master, the person in charge at the Hunter’s Association came by earlier. They mentioned that the hunters in the camp are causing quite the commotion and asked if we could perhaps remove the corpses hanging outside, lest unnecessary troubles arise.” “Take down the corpses? Ha… I want those plotting against me to see, I mean what I say! The Lionheart Family always repays a grudge!”

Young Master Kane scoffed, unimpressed..