Chapter 219

Jerome paced back and forth in his room, frowning tightly, with cold sweat on his forehead, with a panicked expression.

He looks like a standard upper-class man, with neat and well-groomed suits, sleek hair, a frameless monocle in deep eye sockets, and two sexy mustaches on his lips .

It's just that the flustered steps and the subconscious movement of rubbing his hands now make him look more like a headless fly with nowhere to go.

Jerome's expression was unpredictable, he glanced at the dimmed messenger stone in his hand from time to time, and kept muttering to himself.

"Judging from the last movement of the communication stone, the person in the bookstore probably didn't do it himself. The question now is what is his relationship with Prima? Why did he help her?"

"Plima has never been to that street before. She cannot be a customer of the bookstore. The owner of the bookstore has no reason..."

"Wait, damn it, what did that dark elf say just now, she didn't just break into the bookstore, did she?! This stinky bitch hurt me!"

"If you do this, you will completely offend that one..."

Jerome's face was ashen, and his trembling hands ruffled his decent hair.

As a member of the Truth Society, he still remembers the action of encircling and suppressing the God of Rain a few months ago. The battle turned into a battle of gods at the end, and then the ether star destroyer was destroyed...

This is an unforgettable picture for anyone present, enough to remember for a lifetime.

But for Jerome, there was another realization.

Because he relied on the success of that operation...to truly become a relatively core member of the huge organization called the Road of Fire Sword.

The so-called relatively core already refers to the existence of Zikaku and Rodney who have received strong support, and can have two-way contact with the organization at all times.

For example, Herris, the hunter in charge of the white wolf, is a member of the next level and can only passively accept orders.

For a pharmacist who is quite weak in his own strength, Jerome has come to his current position almost purely by virtue of his "wisdom and planning".

Jerome stopped scratching his hair, calmed down for a while, and suddenly his face became ferocious, he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of... He is powerful, but behind me is the road of the sword of fire, a god like Rodney, It's just a waste that was helped up by the path of the fire sword, if it was me, I would be able to do better than him."

Although both Chikaku and Rodney have been buried, this only shows that they are useless and not smart enough.

After taking so many resources from the Road of Fire Sword, he still failed in the end, which can only prove his own incompetence.

He, Jerome, had been an undercover agent in the Truth Society for so long, and had forced the vice president to leave his post for several months of observation.

"I have worked so hard for so long, how can I give up all my previous efforts here!"

Jerome's eyes flickered. After thinking for a moment, he walked to the table and touched a button under the table.

"Ku..."

There was a slight sound of the machine turning, and the bookshelf moved away, and behind it was a wall of bottles and jars, in which various colors of potions flickered or precipitated.

He reached over and picked out a few vials and put them in the mixing device on his sleeve.

These medicines themselves are only semi-finished products, or even a rough mixture of several ingredients. Even if they are checked by other pharmacists, they are all non-toxic, harmless and very common test samples.

But as long as these medicines are fused together, they will become a powerful ecstasy that will steal the soul.

Jerome named it "Spiritual Touch".

He has tested it on dozens of people, and the panic level can completely achieve barrier-free control.

Including the dark elf stalker this time, he also sprayed some spiritual touch on it, making her mistakenly think that this operation was still a transaction at the blood feast.

But in fact, because the original founder Zikaku was arrested, the blood feast has temporarily stopped large-scale activities, and only the top group of people are vying for control of the blood feast.

However, their current struggles are also useless, because the Road of Fire Sword will send people to take over.

Therefore, this so-called transaction is a scam from beginning to end.

"Andrew, my dear vice president, this time it's all up to you."

Jerome stroked his mustache, showing a sinister smile: "You can take the blame for me one last time."

"Anyway... You have more hatred with that person than I, a little guy."

...

The residences in the central area are all divided into letters.

From A to Z, from the center to the periphery, the closer the houses are to the central area, the higher the status of the occupants.

Of course, this status can be any of money, power, and fame.

As for those nobles who no longer have real power, they sold their ancestral houses long ago and moved to the outskirts, while those nobles who cling to the glory of their blood have a miserable life.

While desperately trying to maintain a decent appearance, raising a large number of servants, and replacing expensive daily necessities every day, it has long been unsustainable.

At the beginning, I relied on the help of "friends" around me, and then I borrowed money while welcoming it with enthusiastic smiles, and finally went to the tragedy of being unable to repay...

The most terrifying aristocratic family has completely become a puppet plaything, and the proud blood has become their last value. Regular banquets are the chopping block for female members to be selected, and the only way to repay their debts.

In the end, the family committed suicide by taking poison together one night, which became an ambiguous joke passed down by residents in the Central District.

Of course, apart from these hidden secrets, the prosperity and extravagance on the surface of the Central District are of course attractive.

The lifelong dream of ordinary people in Uptown may be to buy a house on the outskirts of the Central District.

As the vice-chairman of the Truth Society, Andrew has a high position and authority, and he is also of noble origin, so he naturally lives in the Central District.

No. B45 is his address.

"Jerome visiting?"

Listening to the servant's report, Andrew, who was sitting behind the large table, frowned slightly.

He remembered that the deputy director of pharmacy was a cousin of the now missing Margaret, and used to be in a competitive relationship, but after she disappeared, he kept a low profile, and even voluntarily refused the appointment, letting another deputy director become the acting director .

It seems that his reason was said to be that Marguerite disappeared, and he was too sad and worried as an uncle to deal with the affairs of pharmacy.

From the point of view of avoiding suspicion, it is very smart.

But at this time... what did Jerome come to visit him again?

After Andrew's battle with the God of Rain, his status fell again and again.

Some time ago, he let the group of lunatics from the "knowledge-only faction" go to the bookstore. Later, when he regretted it and intercepted it, he found that the order was executed inexplicably. After that, he felt that there was an inner ghost beside him.

But he didn't believe it, his cronies knew everything, and it was absolutely impossible for him to betray him.

Judging from all the signs, this inner ghost seems to be invisible, but it affects the entire Truth Society, as if there are inner ghosts everywhere.

In addition, the investigation of the staff of the ether monitor at that time did not have any results.

Andrew already had a guess in his mind.

It's not that there are many ghosts, but that ghost can control others...