Chapter 79: The Top Prize!

Chapter 79: The Top Prize!

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When Kevin and the other agents all had their ‘Seals’ undone again, Kevin and the others recognized the people in front of them at a glance!

Hey! These Magic Prison Wardens were quite good at disguising themselves!

But what made Kevin and the others feel a bit frustrated was that ‘Polst’ and these Wardens kept denying their identities: “I’m really not Polst, you’ve got the wrong person.”

“I understand, I understand, sir,” Kevin said with a flattering smile.

It was really worrying…

Lord Polst wanted fame and also wanted to show off.

Sigh…

What to do, this Faceless One report definitely had to be written very ‘artistically’.

First, the achievements of the fugitives like Harold and others had to be attributed to Lord Polst… Hmm, he would just take thirty percent of the credit for himself.

Second, considering Lord Polst’s fondness for being in the newspapers, they had to get him into all the papers — look, hadn’t this Warden given them the materials? There was even a ‘biography of the Faceless One’ written by Lord Polst inside!

The handwriting was definitely Polst’s, he wrote it himself, he would never mistake it — if you weren’t the Faceless One, why the hell would you write a biography?!

And still pretending…

“Don’t keep calling me Warden, from now on I am ‘Voodoo Demon Marquis Ross’,” Ross stroked his beard, squinted his eyes at Kevin and warned: “Later I will be taking over the Voodoo Gang outside. If anyone exposes my identity from now on, delaying my lord’s important matters, I’ll pull out their soul! Turn them into a little doll! (Voodoo Doll)”

Looking at the fierce-eyed old man whose body resembled fragile cracked clay, Kevin couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye. It was rumored that the Wardens of the Magic Prison were extremely terrifying — especially the few who were inseparable from Lord Polst.

He used to think such talk was somewhat exaggerated — in this world, the most elite wizards were specially trained agents. No matter how strong other wizards were, how much stronger could they be than us?

At most, they just knew a few more Dark Curses than us. In a real fight, we could definitely kill you!

But after meeting them this time, Kevin felt he had been like a frog at the bottom of a well — ‘I’ve never seen a wizard who could single-handedly, easily take down twelve elite agents!’

No wonder Lord Polst could capture a criminal like Harold…

These twelve people combined could probably give Harold a run for his money.

As for this ‘Soul Reaper’ who possessed Ross’s body, he was probably ranked in the top ten below JQK.

Oh, wait, no.

Kevin glanced with a strange expression at the crowd by the long table — it should be the top 22.

“Time is getting late, let’s head out soon,” Louis glanced at his pocket watch and looked at a mirror that had just been placed on the table, saying: “Stuart, from now on Ross can freely enter and exit the Secret Realm.”

Ross gave the Boss a slight bow, then smiled casually and waved his fingers at the dozen or so other ‘Wardens’ who were doing push-ups and lifting dumbbells for exercise. After that, he grabbed Kevin and disappeared into the mirror.

Seeing that Ross guy could actually go out for some fresh air, many ‘Wardens’ eyes couldn’t help but burn with jealousy. They all raised their Wands, viciously shooting a bunch of fireworks at Ross, watching them leave.

After the group emerged from a mirror in the bathroom of a certain tavern, Ross coldly waved his wide sleeve. Then, the agents who were still stunned felt the world spin. Immediately after, the scene before the twelve agents turned into a Scarlet private room.

“Apparition? This is the Apparition Magic?!” Kevin gaped, staring dumbfounded at Ross. He had seen super Witches who could Apparate with two, even three or four people, but he had never seen anyone who could take twelve people at once!

And that when the twelve of them were completely unprepared, not actively cooperating!

“Little brats, the world is a big place.”

Shaking his robe, Ross leisurely crossed his legs and sat on the sofa. Then he pulled out a dragon-bone Smoking Pipe from his pocket and glanced around the room.

Inside the private room, there were currently a few fox girls performing striptease and a few Wizard guests. They were now staring dumbfounded at the thirteen people who had suddenly appeared.

Ross squinted his eyes slightly and said calmly, “Go home early.”

Ross’s voice was very plain, but it seemed to carry a terrifying Mana. After he finished speaking, the fox girls and Wizards all felt dizzy and confused, numbly put on their clothes, and walked out of the room.

Seeing this feat, Kevin couldn’t help but twitch violently at the corner of his eye — this was ‘Soul-Stealing Body-Snatching’! A classic high-level Dark Magic. But he had never seen anyone use it like that!

Thankfully this person was one of Lord Polst’s Wardens. The lord could keep him in check. Otherwise, if let loose outside, he would definitely be a leader-level Dark Wizard of some evil faction!

He didn’t know how strong the rumored real leader of the Voodoo Gang, ‘Voodoo Demon Marquis’ Ross, was, but how strong could a Four of Spades be? The twelve of them capturing him alive should be a piece of cake.

Hearing the thoughts of Kevin and the others, Ross curled his lip — Grandpa here is indeed just a Four of Spades. But do you really think that those of us who mix in the dark world are like you Ministry of Magic folks, where a higher rank means stronger?

The real wolves keep a low profile!

Taking a couple of puffs on his pipe, Ross looked at these little brats still standing there dumbly and said:

“Little brats. Hurry up and discuss matters with your informant. Then have your people arrange an identity for me… After I help your informant take over the Voodoo Gang in Blackhorn Alley, old Ross will be homeless — remember to report to the Ministry of Magic, get rid of Grandpa’s wanted poster.”

Kevin smiled: “Of course, Warden… ahem, Lord Ross, since you are turning over a new leaf, the Ministry of Magic will surely welcome you with open arms. This time the Voodoo Gang will be wiped out — Carter, quickly go invite Miss Yingling, she probably doesn’t know we’ve arrived. The Red Fox Den has special Magic Spells, ordinary people can’t Apparate here at all…”

After Carter left, Kevin and the other agents sat together, holding the materials and began discussing the ‘Investigative Report on the Strange Incident of the Faceless One’.

Ross idly stayed on the side, puffing on his pipe, a trace of loneliness showing in his eyes.

The Voodoo Gang should also disband. These years, not only had it been too flashy, but a bunch of riffraff had also mixed in. Using this opportunity to reshuffle could be considered a Nirvana rebirth.

Nirvana… keeping the elites would be enough.

He would choose carefully this time, keep all the good backbones. Afterwards, as long as he arranged for them all to go to a few hidden Ministry of Magic bases like the Red Fox Den. Then not only could they make a living, but their identities would also be cleaned.

That little fox called Yingling, hadn’t she bought quite a bit of real estate recently? There would be plenty of venues in the future, short on people.

The Ministry of Magic was also short on people.

In the future, he’d find opportunities to get the backbones Agent identities as well. For now… he himself would enter the Ministry of Magic first to look around.

Which department to go to…

Not long after, Miss Yingling, wearing a red cheongsam, strode in on her long legs, bringing two little foxes, Lilith and Zinnia. The many Agents all greeted Yingling. Yingling nodded at the agents with a reserved smile, then calmly sat down.

Taking the Smoking Pipe handed to her by Lilith, Yingling took gentle puffs while chatting with the agents with a smile on her face.

Looking at that little fox cub, Ross smiled a not-quite smile.

Damn it.

Back then, Grandpa here rushed over from Portugal, found that damn girl, and revealed my title. After chatting and coming out, everyone ended up being ‘introduced’ by you to Hydra — Grandpa here hid so deep, how many people knew that I was the Voodoo Demon Marquis? Huh?

Hah, the Boss here was looking for craftsmen at the time, and right after visiting you, I was invited by the Boss.

Isn’t that a coincidence?

Now Grandpa is out, and the Boss even told me to place the people with you, and you still say you have nothing to do with the Boss?

You still say you didn’t deliberately set a trap for your Grandpa back then?

Isn’t it obvious what was going on?

Damn it…

Watch Grandpa here trick you today!

Yingling didn’t see the murderous look in Ross’s eyes, but Lilith did. Lilith’s face turned pale, she pinched Yingling’s arm, her tail shaking in fright.

Yingling frowned and followed Lilith’s gaze. Seeing the old man in the corner puffing on his pipe, looking at her with a not-quite smile, her mind buzzed, her whole body trembled, and she stood up in fright, about to run.

‘Huh? Huh?? Wait… what am I afraid of?’

‘~ I really am the Faceless One’s woman now!’

Yingling sat back down, but her heart felt very weak — was this demon star really on the master’s side?

The master never told me… he never says anything… last night he hardly said a word either…

The only thing I remembered was his scent…

And Ross seemed to have the scent of ‘Him’…

The master and he must have met just over ten minutes ago!

He really might be sent by the master!

The big fox spirit felt weak inside, but her face became willful again, turned bland again — she saw her click open a fan, quickly fanning herself while raising her head, looking down her nose arrogantly at Ross.

Ross smacked his lips, his face pained as he turned his head away, not looking at Yingling anymore — as expected, he had tricked it out of her, she really was the Boss’s kept woman!

Damn it, she really hit the jackpot.

As Ross turned his head away with a pained expression, Yingling also turned her head away, eyes wide, face covered in cold sweat, fanning herself rapidly.

‘Damn damn damn damn damn damn it~~~’

‘He really was sent by the master!’

‘This terrifying demon star from atop the Fox!’

‘He’s now my follower?! My bodyguard?’

Thinking of this, Yingling trembled slightly with excitement — I really hit the top prize!

Just yesterday, I finished pleasing the master, my body still hurts — thought the master had forgotten about me.

And today this huge investment was sent over by the master!

In the future, who would I be afraid of in this Blackhorn Alley?!

Yingling felt it was a little dreamlike.

It seemed she really had latched onto this powerful thigh, really had a backer now…

This feeling of being under the protection of a super boss was really amazing!