Chapter 583: That's Right, That's Right, That's Right!
Chapter 583: That's Right, That's Right, That's Right!
"I... I know a little bit..."
Aware of Leon's ability to discern lies, the Emerald-eyed Maiden knew that denying it would be futile. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to come clean.
"When I was indirectly controlling the Gemini Bureau, I had access to many of their files. Among them, there were some records about your Virgin Bureau. It said..."
"Most of what's written there are probably just rumors!"
Leon shook his head at her words, unconcerned. "The situation in our Virgin Bureau is a bit unique; we do have more eccentric Cleaners, but everyone is fundamentally good. There aren't any irredeemable scoundrels... If you don't believe me, just look at me. I'm also from the Virgin Bureau, and I'm not abnormal, am I?"
"..."
You... you're normal?
Normal people don't kidnap princesses when they're on diplomatic missions. Normal people don't cut a princess's head with a knife. Normal people don't make me take the bus to deliver a coup d'etat speech. Normal people can't destroy a kingdom in just over two weeks.
Unconsciously, she raised her hand and touched the back of her head, where Leon had once sliced it open. The Emerald-eyed Maiden couldn't help but avert her gaze, her eyes filled with fear as she nodded.
"That's right, that's right, you're very normal."
"..."
What's with you? You used to be so straightforward, but now you're speaking in riddles. Who taught you that?
As she shifted her gaze, her buttocks slightly moving to the side as if trying to distance herself, Leon couldn't help but open his mouth, then asked with a hint of exasperation:
"Can I ask what exactly that record said about the Virgin Bureau?"
"That record... it just described how the people in the Virgin Bureau carried out their missions."
Felicia cautiously explained, "For example, there's the First-Class Cleaner Emma Alman, nicknamed 'Executioner'. In the thirteen joint operations she participated in, she accidentally injured sixty-three Cleaners and over six hundred civilians.
Most of the victims were forcibly dragged into Emma's specialized Manifestation, where they were subjected to repeated torture by over a dozen extremely cruel instruments. In less than twenty-four hours, they endured nearly a thousand instances of torture, resulting in immense psychological trauma. Some of them were so affected that they nearly suffered a soul collapse after being released..."
"Wait, wait! Those people can't be considered victims!"
Leon, knowing the full story, couldn't help but speak up in Emma's defense. "Many of Emma's Manifestations can discern good from evil. The Fulfilling Scale, for instance, distinguishes between good and evil thoughts, and the Punishment Coffin judges based on good and evil deeds.
And those so-called victims were primarily driven by evil thoughts to commit evil acts, resulting in severe consequences. They deserved to be executed for their heinous crimes!"
Is that how it was?
Hearing this, the Emerald-eyed Maiden breathed a slight sigh of relief, but she still continued with a hint of skepticism:
"There's also Jerry Beck, the Second-Level Cleaner known as the 'Sewer Emperor', and Amien Bellet, called the 'Poison Pandemic Alchemist'.
During a mission to suppress the Abyss Demon Sect, Jerry commanded over eight hundred thousand rats, biting and injuring tens of thousands of citizens in Monet City-State. As for Amien, he released a foul-smelling poison at the upwind point of Monet City-State, causing everyone to vomit and have diarrhea. The streets were flooded with excrement, urine, and vomit, even reaching the ankles of passersby..."
"I haven't heard Jerry talk about that, but I can guess what happened.
After listening to the Emerald-eyed Maiden's account, Leon couldn't help but furrow his brows, then spoke his conjecture.
"The followers of the Nightmare Cult love to perform rituals at night, summoning the Nightmare King's harbingers of nightmares. They traumatize the spirits of nearby sleepers through terrifying dreams and permanently devour a portion of their souls.
Jerry probably did this because he couldn't stop the Nightmare Cult's ritual. So, he had to let the rats disturb the people, keeping everyone in the area awake as much as possible. After all, being bitten a few times is better than having a part of your soul devoured, being sickly for life, or even bedridden forever."
"As for Amien, I'm not too familiar with him, but I've heard about his abilities. His potions have strong side effects, but their efficacy is actually remarkable. They can basically cure all 'abnormal' conditions."
"So, the foul-smelling toxic gas in the records was probably a large-scale release of diluted disinfectant to prevent the bitten people from contracting the plague or other highly contagious diseases. After all, compared to those deadly infectious diseases, a few days of diarrhea and vomiting is probably more acceptable."
After hearing Leon's speculation and reviewing the records she had seen, the Emerald-eyed Maiden realized that the outcome seemed to align with his theory. She couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that the records about the Virgin Bureau were mostly true, but they were somewhat incomplete and even biased, with the recorder's personal prejudices against the Virgin Bureau. The real Virgin Bureau was probably not as extreme as the records portrayed.
"I think I understand now. Those records were indeed biased, and many causes and effects were glossed over. They could be considered rumors."
Upon learning that the Virgin Bureau she was about to visit was relatively more 'unique' compared to the others, and not a den of lunatics and murderers, Felicia's tense expression relaxed significantly. She even curiously blinked her big eyes and speculated further.
"So, your bureau's 'Blood-haired Maiden' frequently indulges in heavy drinking during work hours, probably to numb herself against hidden enemies. On the surface, she constantly submits false reports to embezzle funds and even borrows money without repaying it. But in private, she has other arrangements.
When she physically attacks other Bureau Leaders with whom she has conflicts, it's probably a test to identify potential traitors like the Water Bottle Director."
"..."
"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"
"..."
Leon unconsciously turned his head away, gazing out the car window at the lush green winter cypresses rushing by. His mouth twitched, revealing a complex expression that was hard to describe.
"Oh, right, right, right!"
...
"Little Leon~"
Before Leon could knock on the door, the red-haired Director behind the desk opened the door with her hair and raised a bottle of tea, laughing heartily.
"You did an excellent job on this investigation! After this, even if Edward manages to defeat a true God, he's guaranteed to be in last place this year!
Ahahaha! He's finally getting a taste of his own medicine! Every year during the year-end review, he'd use his ranking to pressure me. Now it's my turn to give him a hard time!"
"..."
So, you're this happy because you can be second-to-last and rub it in the last-place person's face?
(End of Chapter)
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