Eldritch Horror Theatre

It was a little strange.

Fu Qian's surprise stemmed from a simple fact: the Night Watchers had arrived a little too quickly.

Even working through the night, Li Weixuan might not have finished the report yet.

If they were rushing over to supervise, it directly contradicted their earlier stance.

"Thanks for the directions. I'll head over."

Despite his doubts, Fu Qian didn't waste any time and immediately took his leave.

By notifying him this way, Cass clearly felt something was unusual as well.

...

"Satisfied with the place?"

"More satisfied than I expected."

Fu Qian summarized concisely.

"Good. I always thought it was a shame to leave it abandoned."

Cass sighed before switching topics a second later.

"The Night Watchers' attitude is a bit strange."

"It is. Who else did they call?"

Fu Qian nodded in agreement.

"Everyone from yesterday. They said it was to review the investigation into the incident."

Cass looked equally baffled.

"Let's just see what they're trying to do."

Everyone...

Fu Qian quickly ran through the numerous faces in his mind, deep in thought.

"Sounds like the perfect opportunity for Linghui to raise another public objection. Are you worried?"

The next moment, Cass's expression turned odd as he winked.

"If they had that kind of capability, Yi'an wouldn't have died by my hands."

Fu Qian scoffed.

"It's far more likely that the Night Watchers think the incident is too severe and have gathered a large force to silence everyone involved."

"Yeah, it doesn't make sense... Let's head up. They should be here soon."

Very satisfied with Fu Qian's response, Cass simply gestured forward.

...

Inside the conference room, the atmosphere was even more oppressive than yesterday.

With Li Weixuan absent, not a single person was whispering to anyone else.

Most people were glancing around thoughtfully. When Fu Qian and Cass walked in, every pair of eyes locked onto him in unison.

As the Academy's newly appointed hero and a demigod who had appeared out of thin air, the sudden shift in the Night Watchers' posture left everyone unsure of how to greet him.

Among them, Lanaya looked the most melancholy. After staying up all night, her anticipated vacation had hit an unexpected snag.

Melancholy was one thing, but her stance remained firm; she immediately gave Fu Qian a slight nod.

The silence didn't last long. Shortly after Fu Qian and Cass took their seats, the doors opened again, and Li Weixuan walked in with several others.

One of them was unexpectedly Brother Yuan Fang, whom they had dealt with before. He looked as normal as ever, but the person beside him...

Middle-aged in appearance, pale-faced and beardless, looking sickly—it was actually the old man Chaumont he had encountered before!

This was a genuine Divine Emissary!

Fu Qian had already experienced old man Chaumont's methods back in the Unseen Hill, and his assessment was that the man was definitely a tough character to deal with.

Had he made a special trip just for this?

That puppet demigod had probably been stationed nearby too, right?

He had to admit, if the Night Watchers really were here to silence everyone, their success rate had definitely gone up by a few percentage points.

This...

Everyone here was experienced. Some of the instructors present clearly recognized Chaumont. Amid their shock and uncertainty, the tension in the room skyrocketed.

However, old man Chaumont remained quite low-key. He stepped to the side and merely gave slight nods to a few tentative greetings, showing no intention of speaking.

"Apologies, everyone."

After quickly taking his seat, Brother Yuan Fang spoke politely, even taking the initiative to apologize.

"Excellency Chaumont has just arrived and wishes to gather some information. That is why we invited everyone back. Please rest assured, this won't take up too much of your time."

The more he spoke, the more ominous it sounded.

The audience exchanged nervous glances.

That "please rest assured" didn't seem very convincing.

A Divine Emissary making a special trip and specifically emphasizing that everyone must be present—it really gave the impression that they were about to capture everyone in one fell swoop.

...

For Fu Qian, the situation was also rather tense.

Although he had used the name Andiel and a different appearance at the Unseen Hill, Tier 2 individuals possessed extremely sharp perception.

As a demigod who had suddenly popped out of nowhere and the main character in a murder incident, he was bound to draw attention.

Items like the Pope-Bestowed Mask and certain special methods absolutely could not be revealed.

In fact, at this very moment, Chaumont was studying him. His deep, unreadable gaze gave away nothing of his thoughts.

Fortunately, the word "guilty" didn't exist in Fu Qian's dictionary. He met the scrutiny with complete composure, radiating the unflinching, righteous aura of a man standing by his true name and surname.

Meanwhile, Li Weixuan and Yuan Fang had already begun reviewing the entire incident.

The version they presented was undoubtedly the Academy vice dean's edited cut. In it, Fu Qian played the role of a Disciplinary Department member who was perceptive down to the smallest detail, decisive and ruthless. Li Weixuan even openly mentioned the subsequent rewards for him.

Ni Huayuan, who clearly looked dispirited, and the even more lethargic old man Weilong raised no objections this time.

All three of them looked a little absent-minded.

But soon, Fu Qian noticed a trace of weirdness in it all.

Li Weixuan and Yuan Fang were understandable. They had most likely coordinated their stories earlier, so it was normal for them not to be in high spirits while humoring someone from above.

But Chaumont didn't seem to fit the persona they had just built for him. He didn't look like he cared about the content at all.

One obvious sign was that he didn't even dwell on Fu Qian for long. He quickly shifted targets, surprisingly sizing up each member of the audience one by one.

Fu Qian believed he wasn't the only one to notice this. The atmosphere in the audience grew even tenser than yesterday.

"That is the general situation... As for the victims, the roster has already been confirmed. We are actively treating them, and right now, with the exception of a few, the results have been fairly good."

Li Weixuan clearly disliked wasting time and quickly wrapped up the explanation.

"The Academy bears full responsibility for this incident. We humbly accept any feedback from the Night Watchers..."

"Understood."

Yuan Fang was noncommittal, turning to look at Chaumont instead.

"What do you think, Excellency Chaumont?"

"Let me see the roster of the people here again."

Chaumont thought for a moment before uttering a bone-chilling sentence.

Not the victims, but the roster of the people here? What was he planning to do?

In a suffocating silence, the group watched helplessly as Yuan Fang pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.

"Is everyone here?"

Chaumont glanced over it before asking Li Weixuan.

"...They are all here."

"That's good."

Old man Chaumont beckoned with his hand, and a faint light flared up.

Oh?

Fu Qian instantly recognized it. This was the exact method Chaumont had used in that bar in the Unseen Hill to lock onto his target—a relentless tracking technique.

The next second, prompted by a sudden thought, he took off his mask right before the mark could take effect.

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