After just seeing a glimpse of that red-haired figure and the iron mask, Simon abandoned all resistance and let the impact of the green light push him, tumbling and falling into the alley.
“Cough cough...”
Simon, who had rolled onto the ground, coughed up blood. But he quickly struggled to his feet, maintaining a half-kneeling, head-bowed posture, and said, “Your Excellency ‘Keyman,’ I didn’t know it was you...”
He could hear the ordinary person’s footsteps slowly walking to the edge of the rooftop. The sunlight cast her shadow in front of Simon. He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to peek in any way.
He didn’t believe that was truly an ordinary person... He probably had already fallen into the Keyman’s “dream” at so point without even knowing it.
At this mont, Ciel, standing on the rooftop, looked at the man kneeling below, only feeling waves of fatigue in her body.
She looked at the erald ring on her left little finger and slightly shook her head.
Ciel couldn’t sacrifice her own flesh to this sealed artifact. She could only let it draw blood.
Being drained of nearly 500ml of blood at once made Ciel feel sowhat exhausted and dizzy. However, thanks to her experience using “Deadly Blood Roland” multiple tis, she had developed considerable resistance to significant blood loss and anemia.
She looked at Tara, who was not far in front of the man, and said, “Begin.”
To prevent the noise of the explosion from making Simon hide, Ciel decided to split into two groups. She had Tara first distract Simon. After she assessed the success of the explosion, she would et up with Tara to avoid being caught off guard.
Fortunately, the explosion went smoothly. One siege explosive barrel almost collapsed a building and a half, severely injuring dozens of Blackwater Gang remnants. The two leaders and the attendant who had seen Ciel were torn to shreds by the explosive at close range.
No civilians died, and the detectives were alerted. Ciel’s goal of dealing with that batch of explosives was achieved. It was perfect.
And now, it was ti to co and deal with the captain of this Chaos Squad.
Having his location locked onto beforehand, even an ordinary person had a chance of killing a Tier 2 with firearms. However, to be safe, Ciel still used the “Stitching Seal Ring,” which caused less noise and commotion.
Moreover, using the seal ring seed to have made the other party mistake her for the Keyman, which saved Ciel a lot of trouble.
At this mont, Tara, who had heard Ciel’s command, slowly walked towards Simon. A white shadow erged from the shadow on the wall beside Simon and grabbed Simon by the hair.
“‘Sadhana’ will guide your future path, lost one.”
The mont their eyes t, Tara began the brainwashing.
A Tier 2’s spiritual power was significantly higher than a Tier 1’s. Moreover, it also needed to filter out the interference of the potion. Generally, the opponent had to be severely injured and ntally weak to guarantee success.
However, with the opponent having no will to resist at all, Tara very quickly implanted the “Sadhana Mark” into the opponent’s mind, making him a mber of the Divine Advent Church.
Such a skilled baptism. It seed Tara had already perford it countless tis—she just didn’t know why she remained a “Missionary” and didn’t continue to drink the next tier’s potion.
After Tara completely controlled the opponent, Ciel went along with the plan. She treated herself as the Keyman and gave Simon new instructions.
Ciel wanted him to receive a “ssage,” which was that the Keyman would feign death for a period, instructing them to remain still. At the sa ti, if other mbers of the Society of rrint ca looking for them, he had to transmit the ssage to Tara.
This way, other transcendents would still receive the ssage released by Deton Group that “the Keyman is dead,” while the Chaos Squad and even the Society of rrint internally would receive the “feigned death” ssage.
Until they found the Keyman’s corpse, the Keyman’s life and death would beco Schrödinger’s cat.
Only after Simon received the information and left with his injuries did Ciel leap down from the rooftop. After pushing off the wall a few tis, she landed steadily on the ground.
The matter with the Chaos Squad was also resolved... Unless sothing unexpected happened, there was nothing else she needed to do.
She would introduce Tara to Avena later, and then wait for Avena to finish her matters before setting off for Ansu City.
Ciel did not take a carriage. Instead, she took Tara and first returned to North-South Stone Street. She found the old landlady who had rented them the house previously and bought No. 44 for just 150 pounds.
Other more basic row houses, which didn’t even have a bathroom, might only cost around 50 pounds to buy. But the two-story building where Ciel and her sister had lived before was a bit better, and the price was several tis higher.
But this price was within Ciel’s ans, and she had specifically brought money with her this ti, so there was no situation where she would have to borrow a little from Tara first.
After buying the house and getting the key, Ciel just said a simple goodbye in her heart as she passed by No. 44. She didn’t go inside.
This 150 pounds could be said to be aningful, or it could be said to be completely aningless. After all, Ciel might never co back here again. Keeping this house was just to keep a nto.
Ciel was still a relatively emotional and nostalgic person. She was willing to spend 150 pounds to feel a little more at ease and also to have a place of rembrance.
In fact, this choice was very correct. If Ciel completely forgot about this place, it might indicate that her ntal state was already experiencing significant problems.
Many transcendents on the verge of losing control, without the help of a “Listener,” also relied on returning to places with deep mories to stabilize their minds and recall who they were.
After finishing this last matter, Ciel had nothing else to do in Clock Tower Alley. She took a carriage with Tara and returned to Avena’s manor, waiting for Avena to return.
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