I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 226

"Sir, may I inquire as to the nature of your discourse?"

Mr. Trap's pupils quivered intensely, his words betraying a profound incredulity, unable to fathom the contents that reached his ears.

He never expected that Merete Chambers, the shining star among the Night Watchers of the Demon Hunt Agency in Tatsumi City, and the special operatives of the Sword-wielding Troop from the Demon Hunt Agency, would...

She actually chose to betray openly at this particular juncture.

"Why?" his tone was brimming with anguish, as well as perplexity.

The slime was unsure of the current situation, only noticing that the golden hue on its body was gradually fading, causing it to emit a gurgling sound.

After a while, the slime was transported away by a burst of black mist.

"Gurgle!"

This is the poignant phrase it uttered in its final moments.

While Amy plunged into contemplation, she silently examined the current residual functionality of the mecha.

Does the Savior possess anticipation of the present circumstances?

Regardless, Amy can ascertain one thing without a doubt: the severely damaged White Angel is absolutely incapable of defeating Miss Witch, who boldly declares her betrayal.

After a while, she no longer needed to ponder over this matter, for the White Angel was also enveloped by a black mist.

The game of Babel Tower has once again come to an end.

All subsequent events that unfolded didn't belong to the realm of the "game."

Merete Chambers lifted her head and spoke, saying, "..."

"You may wonder why I chose to betray, but the reason is quite simple... Both the Demon Hunt Agency and the Night Watcher were nothing more than stepping stones for me."

She extended her hand with a smile, and one by one, the white pages surrounding her fluttered into the air, only to gracefully descend and vanish into the palm of her hand.

"I have obtained it now, a Ruin-level Relic that surpasses all Civilization-level Relics, so I am about to seek even greater things."

Merete Chambers' tone was remarkably calm and composed, as if reminiscing about past events with an old friend, exuding an utmost tranquility:

"I, unlike you all."

"In my dreams, I can vividly immerse myself in the experiences of past lives, countless lifetimes, each holding a narrative about my very own existence... It is a profound encounter surpassing the immersion of mere films, as if I have truly journeyed back in time."

"Every evening, I undergo the profound experiences they offer."

Merete Chambers smiled and continued, "Now, I am more than just Merete Chambers. Their experiences and tragic outcomes have long become an integral part of my consciousness."

"Many centuries ago, there was once an 'Ultimate Witch' who was just one step away from reaching the Seventh Throne, but she lost everything under the collective suppression from the 'Rainbows'."

She gazed at the sky and uttered, "That is who I am, or rather an inseparable fragment of my memory... In this lifetime, I don't seek to prove anything, but rather, I yearn to reclaim everything that rightfully belongs to me."

Then, Merete Chambers calmly bypassed the elderly person lying motionless on the ground and gently pushed open the door behind him.

She entered the room where the "sealing" ceremony was taking place.

In this relatively small and pitch-black room, an emaciated and dying elderly person sat silently in a chair.

In front of him sat a small table, upon which rested a constantly trembling and intricately inscribed yellow spell, seemingly symbolizing an aerial view of the city. Surrounding the intricate illustration were circular red lines meticulously traced with blood, enclosing it.

"This is the truth, Mr. Trap."

Merete Chambers calmly gazed at the elderly person, who, in turn, chuckled with a hoarse and raspy voice that bore no resemblance to the well-known Mr. Trap familiar to the outside world.

The true him was so frail, aged, as if his life was near its end.

She said slowly, "All along, the Tatsumi City Demon Hunt Agency director known to the public, Mr. Trap, has merely been a puppet manipulated by you... This is your extraordinary power."

"I wasn't wrong, right?"

In the end, she didn't disrupt the "sealing" ritual but simply left the Demon Hunt Agency in a grand manner.

Everyone learned from her own lips that Miss Witch had betrayed, but all the Night Watchers also received orders directly issued by the director through their earpieces.

Do not impede her!

The Night Watchers were shocked and bewildered, finding themselves at a loss when faced with Miss Witch, whom they had once admired and respected.

Why did it turn out this way?

Meanwhile, they also felt perplexed by the directives issued by the director.

This is a compromise.

It is a compromise by the Night Watcher towards evil and betrayers.

Undoubtedly, this is a shame, and the director who issued the compromising orders will undoubtedly become synonymous with weakness in the eyes of the kings of the Air Alliance!

And when all the high-ranking officials become aware that Merete Chambers effortlessly took away the "Ruin-class" Relic, Mr. Trap will also find it difficult to absolve himself of blame.

"By doing so, you must relinquish the position of director."

Stepping out of the Demon Hunt Agency building, Merete Chambers smiled under the night sky and said, "Every choice carries its own destined consequences, Mr. Trap, and it is time for you to retire."

She raised her head and gazed at the nightfall.

An immensely colossal black curtain had appeared in the sky, its timing unknown.

It was so immense that its full extent was invisible, slowly closing in the sky, gradually enveloping the entire city, causing all the stars to vanish from sight.

This is known as "sealing."

An unimaginably massive barrier, completely protects the city of Tatsumi City.

Within each independent city of the Air Alliance, there exists a ritual of "sealing".

The conditions of this ritual are actually extremely similar to the price paid while receiving the "Book of Prophecy"...

However, what it demands is not someone else, but rather the vitality and lifespan of every director of the local Demon Hunt Agency who initiates the "enclosure".

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The witch, upon witnessing the disappearance of the myriad stars, ceased gazing at the heavens and instead prepared to depart entirely from this place.

At this moment, her countenance underwent a transformation.

An unexpected individual, at this rather inopportune moment, "coincidentally" appeared at the entrance of the Demon Hunt Agency.

It seemed as though he had been waiting for her arrival all along, for an unknown duration of time.

"Ah, my master, I never expected that you would be waiting for me here."

Merete Chambers squinted her eyes and playfully stuck out her tongue at Bai Yan, who was standing not far from the entrance.

Curious.

In theory, he should have been in the midst of battling with "the Undefeated" just moments ago, so why did this fellow manage to find her so quickly?

Unbeknownst to her, Bai Yan possessed the ability to embody the incarnation.

At this very moment, standing here is none other than the incarnation that Bai Yan had long ago crafted.

"Witch."

Bai Yan, with calm composure, turned his gaze towards her and spoke:

"Let's have a conversation, shall we?"