Chapter 1485 A Cage <TOC> Chapter 1487 The Pursuer’s True Face
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“Putting so much effort into crafting this cage, it would be somewhat beneath me to take matters into my own hands over a trifle like this,” said Alex. “I’m inclined to believe that the cage’s creator would have appointed a purifier to eliminate anyone who uncovers its secrets.”
“Of course, I could be wrong with my assumptions. After all, I’m not omniscient nor can I fathom the will of the heavens.”
Angel chuckled, “It seems to me you understand the creator’s intentions rather well. Are you planning to start looking for the real culprit now?”
“I’ve been considering it, but I’m not sure if I should take action. Everyone who has come close to the truth has died… The only exception is you,” said Alex, looking intently at Angel. Until now, Alex hadn’t cared much about Angel’s background. But this circumstance made him curious about Angel’s identity.
“I’m just a passerby who stumbled upon this,” Angel shrugged.
“Will you help me?” Alex’s question appeared casual, but his gaze was locked onto Angel, as if trying to discern his allegiance.
Could Angel be deceiving him? Or perhaps Angel was on the same side as the cage’s master, or even was the master himself?
“If your actions involve determining specific location information here, I can help,” said Angel.
However, Angel helping Alex came with the stipulation that he would stay in the place. If, for some irresistible reason, he had to leave earlier, then there was nothing he could do.
Alex watched Angel for a few seconds before nodding lightly, “Thank you.”
Though Angel didn’t directly promise to assist, the quest for specific location information would inevitably lead to uncovering the truth about this cage.
In the time that followed, it seemed Alex had set his mind on cracking this case to uncover the truth.
He pulled out a box full of files, and Angel, who was watching, noticed these were all records Alex had previously collected on a series of murders.
“You said earlier that you weren’t interested in these murder cases, so why have you gathered so much information?” Angel questioned with a tone of mild mockery.
Alex hesitated for a moment: “Initially, I started collecting the data because I thought it could potentially involve me. After all, I initially believed the murderer was selecting victims at random, and I could be a target.”
“However, as I accumulated information, I discovered the secret pattern behind his murders. As long as I don’t tempt fate, I won’t bring trouble upon myself. So later, my gathering of information became simply a hobby.”
A hobby? Angel noticed that when Alex said this word, his emotion was utterly flat — entirely different from the compassion he had shown when comforting Lady Connie.
Utterly indifferent.
Angel: “So your ‘hobby’ is to write down the details of their deaths? That doesn’t sound like something a priest, who should be consoling people, would say.”
Alex: “Being a priest is just a surface occupation. What lies within can be anything. At least, I don’t create needless trouble for the faithful.”
“I remember there are only two priests in the Church of Kruja, right? You’re like a junior priest, and the other one is Father Bertrand. So, when you talk about someone who adds trouble, are you referring to him?”
The corner of Alex’s mouth twitched, but he said nothing.
Reflecting on the past deep interactions between Bertrand and Alex, Angel suddenly found it very interesting.
Alex is not only pensive but also highly skilled at self-restraint and nuance. Though he appears to interact warmly with people, his emotions are quite detached. He’s passionate only about his clearly defined goals; nothing else, not even a pressing emergency, would make his heart waver.
He’s like a demon who’s nothing if not polite.
But just because this demon doesn’t devour people doesn’t mean he respects them.
Of course, a demon is a demon. If necessary, Alex won’t hesitate to kill.
As Alex himself has said, he won’t “needlessly” trouble his followers. But what if there is a reason?
In the blink of an eye, it’s the next day.
Angel hovers in the confessional booth of Church of Kruja, quietly observing as Alex subtly reveals to Lady Connie the last wishes of Knight Reven.
Even a demon, no matter how polite, has fangs. As is the case right now.
“In the 132nd chapter of the Holy Scriptures… the Father God once told his followers to live life without regrets if possible. If one harbors regrets, even if they are led to the kingdom of God, they will still be consumed with worry and even fall into temptation,” Alex concludes.
For a moment, Lady Connie appears lost in thought, as if she’s decided on something.
“Lady Connie, what are you thinking? Let’s continue reading the new chapters of the Holy Scriptures. This is the only way to liberate your grieving heart from the cage Knight Reven has set up.”
Finally, Lady Connie responds, “Oh, I wasn’t thinking about anything. Alright, let’s continue reading…”
Before Lady Connie leaves, with a look of compassionate concern, Alex once again subtly brings up the last wishes of Knight Reven.
Lady Connie departs, seemingly deep in thought.
After Lady Connie left, Father Bertrand came in and exchanged a few words with Alex. He patted Alex on the shoulder and praised, “Lady Connie is very pleased with your advice. She just told me that through her devout conversation with the divine, she now understands what she needs to do. You’ve done an excellent job!”
Alex accepted Bertrand’s praise with a smile.
When the confessional was empty except for him, his smile remained, as if he was still pleased by Father Bertrand’s commendation. But what truly made him happy, perhaps only he himself knew.
“Do you plan on pushing Lady Connie into the abyss of death just like that?” Angel descended slowly, gazing at the still-smiling young man. The door of the confessional remained open, and a gust of wind lifted his half-long white hair, which, along with his handsome appearance, resembled an exquisite oil painting.
“I haven’t,” Alex said, “I’ve simply shared the information I have about Knight Reven with her. How she chooses to act on that is beyond my control. Each person’s life, every decision they make, is their own. How could I make decisions for someone else?”
His words sounded noble, but was that truly the case?
To catch a killer, the simplest method is for another death to occur. At the moment of the crime, it’s the easiest time to identify the murderer.
And bringing about a new death is actually quite simple. One just needs to align with the killer’s logic, and a new victim can easily be created.
Alex has shifted his focus onto Lady Connie.
Lady Connie lost her beloved son and is in a state of sorrow. If Alex tells her that Knight Reven’s dying wish was to buy a ticket to the Church of Song for his loved one, there’s a high probability that Lady Connie would genuinely buy the ticket to fulfill her son’s wish. Coupled with Alex’s persuasive words, the likelihood of Lady Connie traveling to the Holy City could even exceed ninety percent.
Once Lady Connie leaves Ghust Town for the Holy City, she would naturally become a target for a murderer.
This is Alex’s plan. Although he never stated it explicitly, the implications and innuendos have clearly revealed what he intends to do.
Alex takes out paper and pen and starts writing feverishly at the table.
Angel glances over and quickly grasps Alex’s plan. He has already factored in Lady Connie’s death as a given in his calculations. It’s evident that his spoken words and inner thoughts are completely at odds.
After Alex finishes outlining his plan, he looks at Angel and says, “Now that Knight Reven has been laid to rest, given Lady Connie’s personality, she’s likely to prepare for departure soon. The time will be this afternoon.”
“Mr. Pat, will you be coming with me?”
Both Angel and Alex know exactly what for — to identify the true identity of the murderer.
Chapter 1485 A Cage <TOC> Chapter 1487 The Pursuer’s True Face