Franz pondered, thinking about the way to investigate Herag’s background.
In half a month, Herag, with his strong constitution and Reese’s ticulous care, had almost fully recovered from his injuries.
During this period, he stayed indoors, using various drugs to accelerate the healing process.
Herag was well aware that since the Abyssal Cultists had targeted him, they would not stop so easily.
There would definitely be trouble later, so he needed to recover quickly to deal with any potential problems.
During this ti, Herag noticed that occasionally so strangers passed by his house.
They seed to just be passing by, but Herag keenly noticed that they were actually observing his courtyard, likely checking on him.
Herag didn’t need to think to know that it must be the Abyssal Cultists probing his situation.
After his injuries were mostly healed, he occasionally appeared in the courtyard, making everything seem normal.
The purpose was to let the enemy know that he was fine.
He couldn’t expose the fact that he was injured or show his wounds to the enemy.
If the Abyssal Cultists knew he was injured, they could directly deduce that he had fought with Brown and thus gain so information.
But now Herag acted as if nothing had happened, making the Abyssal Cultists uncertain.
They couldn’t ascertain the exact course of events.
During this ti, Herag also contemplated how he had co under the Abyssal Cultists’ watch.
Logically speaking, though he had been involved in the Abyssal Cultists’ incidents several tis before,
it shouldn’t have led to him being directly ambushed.
He wasn’t aware that Brown’s visit was mainly to experint with the effects of the Holy Artifact.
During this ti, Herag coincidentally had no disturbances and had attended most of the events before the incident, making it suitable.
One day he was basking in the sun in the courtyard, while Reese peeled grapes for him.
While Herag was enjoying himself, the Talisman Stone lit up.
He glanced at it and saw a ssage from Goodwin: "Herag, there’s a task specifically requesting you to complete. It’s not a simple task, but the rewards are substantial, with contribution points. Are you interested in discussing it?"
"It’s actually President Goodwin..."
Herag couldn’t believe that it was Goodwin, the president of the Witch Array Master Association, who sent him a ssage.
"What task specifically requires ?"
Herag was a bit puzzled, but since there were contribution point rewards, it must be related to the official affairs of Serlandir.
A task from the Serlandir officials shouldn’t be a problem.
He was also curious about what kind of task it was.
"Alright, when?" Herag replied.
"Tomorrow afternoon, here at the Witch Array Master Association," Goodwin said.
Upon seeing this location, Herag was even more convinced that it must be sothing to do with Serlandir’s officials.
...
In the afternoon, Herag got off the carriage, shielding his eyes from the glaring sunlight, and looked at the building of the Witch Array Master Association ahead.
Since he was injured last ti, this was the first ti he had gone out.
The Witch Array Master Association was still as sparse as ever, unlike the Magic Pharmacist Association, which had heavy traffic.
As soon as Herag entered the lobby, a female staff mber saw him and imdiately walked over: "Mr. Herag, the president is waiting for you upstairs."
Herag nodded, allowing the staff mber to lead the way.
He glanced at the na tag on the staff mber’s chest, which read Heini.
Heini walked ahead, her hips swaying, leading Herag forward, passing through the area where Herag had previously participated in the assessnt.
Then they passed through a long corridor, at the end of which was a spiraling staircase.
This place was even more tranquil, resembling a private residence.
Heini’s high heels clicked crisply on the wooden staircase.
Herag followed behind, catching a whiff of a lingering fragrance in the air.
After ascending the staircase, a right turn led to Goodwin’s office.
"Here you are." Goodwin looked over, smiling as he spoke upon hearing the sound.
Herag said, "President Goodwin, good afternoon."
After bringing him in, Heini left, closing the door behind her, with the sound of her high heels fading away.
Inside the room, there were two other individuals; one was an elderly man who looked very senior, and another seed to be a younger relative of the old man, standing by as a guard.
"Herag, let introduce you. This is Mr. Franz, the most significant manager of the Mozambique Slums. He’s here to ask you for help with an important matter," Goodwin introduced.
Herag turned to look at Franz, his expression unchanged, and smiled, "What exactly is the matter?"
Although he appeared normal on the surface, internally, he was quite stirred.
It was only because he controlled his expression well that he didn’t reveal any anomalies.
From this old man nad Franz, Herag sensed an extrely strong Abyss Plane aura.
If not for being in the Wizard Plane now, Herag would have thought he saw a demon from the Abyss Plane.
In Herag’s eyes, this old man Franz, apart from having a humanoid appearance, had nothing to do with being human and was entirely like a demon from the Abyss Plane.
Apart from Franz, the young man behind him was the sa.
The young man also had an Abyss Plane aura, albeit not as strong as Franz, but stronger than that of an ordinary Abyssal Cultist.
Their overwhelming Abyss Plane aura could only an that they were almost constantly in contact with entities or things from the Abyss Plane.
Furthermore, they definitely bore the power of the Abyss Plane within them, making them significant figures among the Abyssal Cultists.
Herag quickly connected these two with the previous assault incident, suspecting that his attack was inevitably linked to these individuals.
At this tily mont, they ca to see , even specifically requesting for so mission—the target must be .
Herag was quite puzzled about why Franz, such an established Abyssal Cultist, could still interact jovially with official figures like Goodwin.
From the current situation, it appeared that Franz had so extent of fa and prestige in Silver Moon City, enough to garner a personal eting with Goodwin.
Herag knew that the Abyssal Cultists wouldn’t just let it slide and was prepared for encountering troubles again.
But he never expected that the opponent would et him in such an open manner through Goodwin.
At this point, Herag was sowhat confused about what this Franz really intended.
"Here’s the situation: Mr. Franz was personally funding to set up so witch arrays for the slums, so he contacted the Serlandir officials. Afterward, he heard that you have profound knowledge in witch arrays, so he wanted to commission your help," Goodwin explained.
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