Chapter 225: Holy Arts?!

"Aaaghh!"

Larkin felt his soul being torn apart... It was an indescribable pain as he died right after. Larkin didn't even realize that his body was also cut apart in the process.

Thud!

His body dropped to the ground, lifeless.

His suffering lasted for only a few seconds, but after letting out a shrill scream, the nearby people who had already noticed the disturbance in this brothel shivered in fright.

'Hurry...' Vale urged himself as he touched Larkin's body.

He then triggered his system and swiftly extracted the man. After getting two notifications, he felt the presence of the Untainted Sentinels just less than a hundred meters from him.

They were already nearby, so he had to leave.

"Tsk..." Vale felt it was a pity, but he had to stop being greedy, or he might get captured by these people.

He swiftly jumped back to the dark alley as his Extrasensory Perception Spell was then used to the fullest in order to hide his traces...

He didn't use it for a long time as it was only meant to confuse the Arcanists.

"Yvaine! Hide my bag inside the shadow... Hurry." Vale immediately instructed his Dark Spirit. Thankfully, Yvaine was relatively quick as she appeared silently with an opened treasure box.

Vale just shoved his bag into the treasure box before telling Yvaine to hide quickly.

As soon as he saw a crowd of people not too far from him, he went to hide in the crowd like a normal resident of the city.

He ignored the notifications he was getting whenever he bumped into the people on the streets as he acted like another curious passerby.

Soon, more and more police officers arrived at the crime scene.

Many of them blocked the people who were crossing the streets, and some officers also started questioning those who had witnessed the gruesome appearance of the Slender Zombie.

"I saw it! I saw it! That creature had long arms and feet equipped with various things on its body!"

"It must be those Summoners I've heard of!"

"That's right. They summoned a Demon in the middle of the city! Please capture those people! They destroyed my window!"

"Tsk... You were complaining about your window when my store's roof was torn apart."

"My wife was injured because of them. Officer, please help us! We don't have money to send her to the physician. The culprit must pay for it! Someone has to pay!"

Vale listened to the complaints for a while.

He was also a victim in this incident, so he could understand where they were coming from.

'I should leave now.' Vale thought as he started retreating from the crowd. It was enough to know that the situation was now settled, so he had to find another place to stay.

He can't return to the hotel room he was previously staying at for obvious reasons.

Luckily, he didn't have to show his ID card when he rented the room since he paid in front. They shouldn't find him easily unless they use some kind of magical ability to trace him.

Of course, with his Spell Dispersion, he should be able to avoid being tracked.

As he was retreating, he suddenly heard a shout coming from the officers who were checking the corpse on the second floor of the brothel.

"Dark Arts Practitioners! This was done by a Spellcaster from the Darkness Path!"

As soon as Vale heard this, several police officers of the Special Unit arrived and walked into the crowd.

"We apologize for the inconvenience, but all Arcane Arts Practitioners in the vicinity must follow us. Move in front and stay behind me." A female officer spoke sternly as she observed the crowd.

It was the same on the other side of the streets as the Special Unit officers gathered all practitioners hiding in the area.

This move prompted a lot of violent reactions from the Practitioners who were just looking around out of curiosity.

However, after clashing with these police officers for a few seconds, they immediately gave up as they followed their instructions.

Vale swiftly used his Divine Sense to scan these officers.

Combat Arts Practitioner with 8 filled Spell Lights.

Combat Arts Practitioner with 8 filled Spell Lights.

Combat Arts Practitioner with 8 filled Spell Lights.

Mystic Arts Practitioner with 13 filled Spell Lights.

Elemental Arts Practitioner with 14 filled Spell Lights.

Holy Arts Practitioner with 11 filled Spell Lights.

As Vale was scanning the officers, he accidentally sensed the members of the Orders as well.

"A 14-slotted Arcanist..." Vale commented as this was the first time he had seen a practitioner with 14 Spells.

This Elemental Arts Practitioner was quite eye-catching. He was wearing a red frock coat partnered with dark red trousers. It is quite weird, but it is certainly remarkable.

"You! Aren't you an Arcanist?! Come here!"

The female police officer interrupted his thoughts after being called out.

It appears that they have other methods of telling people whether they are a practitioner or not.

"I'm coming."

Vale stiffly smiled as he followed the officer's instruction.

'I should've left quickly...' Vale thought.

However, he shook his head at this as he also noticed a few more members of the Order monitoring the crowd and the surroundings.

If he tried to escape, he would surely be marked as the culprit once they found him.

Vale had no choice but to cooperate.

Soon, a total of six people were brought to the police station to be questioned one by one.

As soon as it was Vale's turn, he was brought to a small room. This time, he already conditioned himself, so he was no longer afraid to face them.

There is a table in the middle and two chairs on opposite sides. The blonde female officer from the Special Unit was seated on the left, so Vale took the seat on the right.

The officer had sharp eyebrows and a stern look on her face as if she wanted to kill people with her stare.

"You're not carrying any identity cards with you. However, my artifact reacted that you're an Arcanist. Tell me your name and the path you are practicing. Hurry." The officer asked impatiently.

"I don't think it's important... I'm not related to the incident. You're not even introducing yourself." Vale answered. He didn't want to be too cooperative with these people as he wanted to act like a real rogue Practitioner.

"Hmph... You can call me Alisha. Now, if you don't tell me about yourself, you might become the culprit of this incident, so you better start talking."

"Tsk... I'm Clovis Skye, a Holy Arts Practitioner."