Chapter 208 Calling police?

208 Calling police?

Chapter 208

The man assured her in a serious voice.

The woman was silent upon hearing him and nodded. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly, though the fire in her eyes remained.

"You're right. I always feel baffled by the foolishness of these humans. To have opinions about exorcists? That's so ridiculous, haha!" Her laughter was sharp, edged with cruelty, her voice dripping with scorn.

The man continued reading the scroll in his hands, as if lost in thought. His eyes flicked over the ancient symbols, each one sparking a new plan in his mind, his focus unshakable despite the woman's mocking tone.

What he mentioned just now was a widely known fact.

Not only did normal humans not have favorable impressions of exorcists, but it was also simply impossible for them to have one.

Some people refused to acknowledge that exorcists even existed. Those people were the ones who had never faced any danger and spent most of their lives in the confines of the highly secure, modern cities near the capital.

Then there were those who felt the need to keep the exorcists in check, given the huge differences in power and mentality. To them, exorcists were too powerful, too separate from the normal human experience. They feared what they could not control.

To such people, exorcists should be treated more as tools of war than humans, their sole purpose being to serve normal humans. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

It was a ridiculous notion, but the Exorcist Union never bothered with it and continued doing what it wanted. Anyway, the majority of the population viewed the exorcists favorably, so it wasn't too big of an issue.

"Well, who are we to care? Thanks to these fools, there isn't a single exorcist in the entire city. We've been planning this for well over a year by now. Once it's released, the entire city will become lambs ready for slaughter!"

"You're right. Before the exorcists are even notified, we will have long accomplished our goal, hahaha." The woman let out an erratic laugh as she said this.

"Ahh, I can't wait. With this number of souls, we can definitely revive our lord..."

The two of them soon became immersed in their process.

Their breaths synchronized with the rhythm of the chanting, each word spoken with purpose, as though unlocking something hidden deep beneath the surface.

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Meanwhile, far from the sinister rituals taking place in the alleyways, Oliver had just arrived at the playground that was supposedly cursed. The air here felt heavy, thick with an unseen tension that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He looked around. There were still some people there at that moment, parents chatting as their children played, blissfully unaware of the danger that lingered just beneath the surface.

He made a quick call to the local police station, and soon someone picked up. The distant sound of the city faded as Oliver focused on the voice on the other end.

"Harlington Police speaking, may we know your issue?" A feminine voice sounded from the other end.

Her tone was polite, but there was a hint of weariness—likely the result of dealing with countless routine calls.

Oliver took a deep breath and said, his voice firm and authoritative completely unlike his usual self,

"I am an exorcist dispatched by the Mystic Purge Clan and am currently in the city."

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