Endless Debt

Opening the door, Boluogo and Jeffrey walked out of Lebius' office. The door was closed, and they were the only two people left in the empty corridor.

Unlike the uneasiness he felt at the beginning, Boluogo felt that he was gradually integrating into this place, at least it was no longer so strange to him.

"'Rupert's Tail' Special Operations Group..."

Boluogo glanced at the badge in his palm and whispered.

"To be honest, I'm starting to like my new boss."

Bologo said to Jeffrey.

He likes such people, such smart people. Lebius knows what Boluogo needs, and he doesn't mind lending a helping hand to Boluogo. Rather than talking with words, what Lebius is more eager to do now is to put it into practice. action.

Without the awkward polite words, the two of them were like indifferent hunters, exchanging information about their prey efficiently and briefly.

There is no need to agree with any philosophy, all that is needed is agreement in the general direction.

As long as Boluogo is willing to abide by their order, it doesn't matter to Lebius whether he is a debtor or a darker monster.

Boluogo never imagined that his employment would go so smoothly. He thought he would have to sign many clauses and swear an oath.

After thinking about this, he picked up the document under his arm, and Boluogo's eyes quickly turned gloomy.

People-loving.

Adele's death is related to "human addiction". Knowing this information is enough for Boluogo. Now he only needs to knock on the door with weapons and knock the bones of those guys one by one. Broken, pulled out their teeth, and pried out what they wanted from the whimpering gasps.

"Do you think you have a mutual affinity?"

Jeffrey noticed the change in Boluogo. He had long thought that the two would get along well, but when he saw such a scene, he still felt a little uneasy.

A "power bearer" who only cares about the results and does not care about the methods used in the process, and the other is an undead full of revenge and anger. It is really difficult to reassure people that these two extremely paranoid guys are together.

"When are you going to visit that unfortunate guy?"

Jeffrey glanced at the document. This was Burlogo's first task after joining the company.

"Go when you're ready."

Boluogo said that he was constantly being driven by a sense of impatience in his heart, filled with anger waiting to be vented. Borogo could hardly wait.

"It's a little hard to understand you...but that's right, you are immortal, and I, a cowardly mortal body, can't understand it."

Seeing Boluogo's impatient look, Jeffrey could only sigh repeatedly.

"I just couldn't stand the fighting and killing in the field, so I applied to be transferred to the logistics," Jeffrey recalled. "You really love your job, Boluogo."

Boluogo just smiled and said nothing.

There are many reasons why he loves this job. He wants to avenge Adele and understand the truth about the extraordinary world. Another reason is that by killing demons, he can accumulate fragments of his soul, and maybe he can use this to make up for what he is missing. soul.

"But... I still hope you can think more about it. Although you think you are an expert, in fact you are just a newcomer who has been working for one day. You don't understand the dangers involved."

Jeffrey became serious and said very seriously.

"But no matter how dangerous it is, I won't die, right?" Boluogo said.

Immortality is currently Boluogo's biggest reliance. No matter how dangerous the environment is, it doesn't matter to him.

At this, Jeffrey just sighed helplessly. He hesitated to speak, and then said, "Forget it, I will take you to meet those 'idlers' when I have time later."

"Who?" asked Borogo.

Jeffrey did not continue to explain who the "idle person" he was talking about was, but talked about something else.

"In that case, let me introduce some relevant things to you. For example, in your next mission, you may face more than just demons."

Boluogo still has a lot of knowledge to learn, but Lebius is obviously not suitable to be a teacher. In the end, this job still needs to be completed by Jeffrey, because he has done it many times and Jeffrey is already comfortable with it.

"Not just demons...what else?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Boluogo suddenly remembered something and looked at Jeffrey with a somewhat joyful expression.

"The Sublime One."

Jeffrey spoke a strange yet familiar word.

Boluogo knew what "Condensation" was, a method of condensing souls into entities, but he had never heard of "Condensation Master".

Seeing Boluogo's confused look, Jeffrey pushed Boluogo's body and motioned him to move forward.

"Let's go, it's time to eat, we'll talk about it then."

…

"They left?"

Uriel opened the door, leaned in sideways, and glanced around the room. Only Lebius was left in the office. He was sitting behind his desk, looking down at the documents in his hands.

"Um."

Lebius responded indifferently, without even raising his eyes to look at Uriel, but kept staring at the document, or the name on the document.

Borogo Lazarus.

"You seem really interested in him."

Uriel walked up to Lebius. As Lebius's deputy, she knew very well what kind of person Lebius was, and she also knew that no one had interested Lebius so much in a long time. .

"No, I'm not interested in him."

Lebius ignored Uriel's words and frowned, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.

Uriel remained silent, standing aside and waiting for Lebius. She knew not to disturb Lebius' thinking at this time.

After several minutes, Lebius let out a long sigh, put down the document in his hand, put his head on his hand, and rubbed his temples vigorously.

After several attempts to speak, Lebius fell silent. Finally, he asked slightly hesitantly.

"Uriel, have you met those people from the 'Club of the Immortal'?"

Club of the Immortal.

Hearing this word, Uriel seemed a little confused, but she vaguely remembered something, and there was caution hidden in her eyes.

Seeing Uriel's reaction, Lebius smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head helplessly.

"Yes, how could you have seen those people? But you must have heard of them."

Lebius gritted his teeth, his words filled with disgust for those people.

"A group of monsters who have lived for who knows how long, no longer have 'desires', and have cold hearts. In order to make their dead emotions rise and fall, they will always do some crazy things for so-called fun."

Lebius hates that group of undead very much. They are considered the most idle people in Opos, so within the Bureau of Order, people often refer to those guys as "idlers". Many times, the troubles in the Bureau of Order are caused by this. Brought by "idlers" looking for fun.

"I have seen those undead people. Like Boluogo, they received the gift of immortality from the hands of the devil, but their immortality is flawed and is a 'distorted wish'."

"What...what do you want to say?" Uriel didn't understand.

"Exchange of equal value.

All transactions with the devil are absolutely equivalent exchanges between 'value' and 'value', even for debtors who are favored by the devil. "

Lebius recalled that those undead people had lived for too long and had weird personalities. Lebius had only rarely dealt with them.

"If the wish-maker cannot pay the price required for the wish, the transaction will fail...but the transaction can also be enforced. If it is enforceable, the transaction will be 'amended'."

Uriel's face changed slightly. She knew the part about "correction", or "distorted wishes".

"Yes, just like a fair transaction, if the buyer cannot pay enough value, then the goods sold by the seller will also be 'deteriorated' accordingly."

Lebius whispered.

"Those 'idlers' cannot pay that high price. Their immortality has been distorted. Even the immortality of the 'Vellelis family' needs to be repaid with the endless future of the family."

Lebius looked at Uriel and asked.

"Have you not discovered the suspicion yet?"

Uriel's eyes were stiff. She had been alertly aware of it as early as Lebius's narration, but the information that followed was too terrifying.

"Bologo Lazarus...his wish, his immortality has not been distorted, a near-perfect 'immortality'," Uriel's eyes tightened and her words trembled, "What kind of price did he pay?" cost?"

What kind of "value" did Borogo Lazarus pay in exchange for such a perfect "gift"?

"I don't know. I'm afraid even Boluogo himself doesn't know. I even doubt that he is really capable of paying such a price?"

Lebius pondered, and then said affirmatively.

"I checked Boluogo's information. From the time he was born to the time he was taken into custody by the Bureau of Order, I can confirm that he is absolutely incapable of paying such a high price."

"Then what do you mean..." Uriel didn't dare to continue thinking.

"The problem is not Boluogo, but the guy who gave him immortality."

This is a disturbing conclusion, but it is also the only reasonable result based on current inferences.

Lebius stated as calmly as possible.

"Ten Weng'er coins can be exchanged for things worth ten Weng'er coins, but Boluogo exchanged one Weng'er coin for things worth ten or hundreds of Weng'er coins...

It was the devil, the devil who made a deal with Boluogo. It was it that gave Boluogo "immortality", and it was also it that was willing to make such a loss-making deal.

So why? "

Lebius muttered to himself.

"Why would that devil make such a deal?"

He couldn't figure out why the devil would make such a decision, and what was its purpose?

After pondering for a long time, Lebius' eyes became sharp again.

"I need to talk to the minister."