Exorcist's Self-Cultivation Chapter 509 509 506. Yes I am His Excellency the Duke 3rd

Chapter 509: 506. Yes, I am His Excellency the Duke (3rd update) Chapter 509: 506. Yes, I am His Excellency the Duke (3rd update) Your Excellency the Duke…

This title made Du Wei sowhat unable to accept it.

He looked at the more than ten hunters in front of him and said in a deep voice, “What did you call ?”

His appearance had not changed at all.

Before, Matthew and the church’s Pope Ferran both thought he was His Excellency the Duke, purely because of a misunderstanding, and because he intentionally pretended to be in order to extract information.

But in fact, Du Wei knew that even if he was His Excellency the Duke, it could only be the Evil Spirit version of himself.

And it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

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However.

The more than ten hunters replied nervously, “Your Excellency the Duke, please don’t be dissatisfied with us. The reason we ca late is that there are cultists in London right now summoning Evil Spirits, and we had to take care of them.”

Upon hearing this.

Du Wei’s gaze beca extrely strange: “What ti is it now?”

Soone hurriedly took out an old brass pocket watch from their pocket, glanced at the ti, and said, “It’s five eighteen in the afternoon, but my watch is definitely not as accurate as the clock tower.”

Du Wei frowned and said, “The exact year, month, and day.”

The person answered, “April 3rd, 1845.”

At these words.

Du Wei fell completely silent.

He looked at those people with a very odd expression.

Had he co to London in 1845?

Wasn’t that the Victorian Era?

Based on the information provided by Matthew, the so-called His Excellency the Duke, like himself, was a person of this era.

But the most important thing was…

Why would they call him His Excellency the Duke?

His appearance was Asian, and the Evil Spirit Du Wei only looked exactly like him because it had transford into him.

No matter how he looked, he didn’t resemble His Excellency the Duke…

However.

The current situation made Du Wei dare not act rashly, especially since there were more than ten hunters in front of him.

If they made a wrong move, and the others took action against him.

It would make things even more troubleso.

So, Du Wei just said, “How did you recognize ?”

This “” referred to His Excellency the Duke.

The person who had just answered him said, “You are one of the strongest hunters of this era. Although we have never been in contact with you, before you arrived in London, we had all seen your photograph.”

As he spoke, the man took out a black and white photograph from his pocket.

“Your vigilance is really strong. No wonder they call you His Excellency the Duke.”

Du Wei took the photograph. Although it was black and white and had a pungent strange sll, it was indeed a picture of himself.

This…

Du Wei, suppressing the confusion at the bottom of his heart, adopted a calm deanor and said, “I apologize, I indeed have a high level of vigilance towards many things. You know, I’m in contact with those horrific things far too often.”

The other party replied respectfully, “We understand you.”

Du Wei humd in acknowledgnt and asked, “What’s your na?”

“Your Excellency, my na is Corrine… Corrine Dowqui.”

The hunter nad Corrine Dowqui smiled at Du Wei.

But Du Wei’s gaze was very unusual.

He couldn’t help saying, “Are you from the church’s Dowqui family?”

The other party answered, “Yes, I didn’t think you would know. The Dowqui family, it’s truly an honor for .”

Du Wei looked at Corrine Dowqui and felt an indescribable complexity in his heart.

The relationship with the Dowqui family had beco rather awkward.

Andrew Dowqui’s skin had been burned by , and the Evil Spirit had been killed by .

Alvin Dowqui had no knowledge of these matters before his death, yet he spoke of sharing the glory of the Dowqui family with .

And the man before was likewise a mber of the Dowqui family.

Thinking this.

Du Wei then asked, “Do you know Andrew Dowqui?”

After he spoke, he froze.

Because if it truly were the Victorian Era now, in 1845, then Andrew Dowqui would not be born for another eleven years.

Corrine Dowqui said with a puzzled tone, “Andrew? I have not heard of this person.”

That said, he thought to himself, “The na Andrew sounds quite nice, though. If I ever have a child, maybe I’ll na him Andrew.”

Du Wei shook his head slightly and said, “Perhaps I rembered wrong, but anyway, could you tell about the current situation in London?”

Since this person claid to co and receive “His Excellency the Duke.”

Then deducing from that, my arrival must indeed be for so pressing matter.

And probably not unrelated to the Evil Spirit and the hunters.

However, that was just an excuse.

Du Wei wasn’t here to deal with the Evil Spirit; he wanted answers he needed and also to clarify if he truly had arrived in the Victorian Era.

After all, the current course of events was exuding strangeness at every turn.

Corrine Dowqui looked at the others, then said to Du Wei, “Your Excellency the Duke, let’s discuss this on the way. After all, the situation in London is a bit complicated now, not quite the sa as what we had communicated earlier.”

Du Wei uttered an affirming noise and said, “Very well, lead on.”

The ten or so hunters hesitated before saying, “Corrine can show you the way, but we will stay behind you. Otherwise, it would be an offense to you.”

Their attitude was very earnest.

They were not lying.

Du Wei raised his eyebrows, musing to himself, “His Excellency the Duke commands such influence in the Victorian Era, so why can’t I find any records of him in modern tis?”

“And moreover, why does he look exactly like ?”

“Could it be that I truly am His Excellency the Duke?”

With this thought, Du Wei softly said, “If that’s the case, then Corrine, please take trouble on my behalf.”

Corrine responded with a hint of fear, “It would be my honor.”

…

And so.

The group of hunters began to walk the streets of London with Du Wei.

All along the way, the architectural style and the cultural landscape were exactly like those of the Victorian Era.

And the more it was so.

The more absurd Du Wei felt it to be.

He was not of this world to begin with, and now after traveling through ti, he had ended up in the Victorian Era?

How could that be possible?

If a portal to hell could do such a thing, he wouldn’t need to struggle against Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods.

He might as well just end it all.

“This cannot be the Victorian Era; it’s more likely just a bizarre place, like a projection of the past,” Du Wei told himself internally.

anwhile, Corrine Dowqui at the front continued narrating.

“Your Excellency the Duke, you have been summoned to London because the city is heavily infiltrated by a Cult organization. That person nad Akaret is extrely sly, ceaselessly offering sacrifices to the so-called Vedas.”

“Now, every night in London, people are disappearing.”

“Corpses and blood can be found every day in sewers and alleyways.”

“They proclaim themselves the Veda Sect, employing thods that are exceedingly cruel and malevolent. Moreover, we’ve found that they seem to want to awaken Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods.”