Chapter 24

“The Great Eye of Order, the Guardian of the Light of Righteous Law,

“With your boundless wisdom and just power,

“You maintain the balance and harmony of this world…”

“…

“Today, we come with devout hearts and reverence,

“Under your watchful gaze, we sign this sacred pact…”

“…Witness our oaths,

“Guard our promises,

“So that we may never stray from the righteous path under your radiance…”

After reciting prayer words for nearly half a minute, the ordinary piece of paper in front of us began to emit faint blue spiritual light.

Like an engraving on the paper, a simple blue eye, resembling a hieroglyphic, was etched in blue light at the top of the contract, as if an eye was constantly watching over the words below.

“Please place your hand on it with me, Miss Xia’er,” Aivana placed her right hand above that eye.

Xia’er also extended her right hand and placed it next to Aivana’s hand. The blue light suddenly extinguished, and the texture of the paper used for the contract began to change, becoming rough like several crumpled pieces of paper stacked together.

“It’s done,” Aivana retracted her right hand and turned to look at Xia’er. “Now you can tell me, Miss Xia’er.”

“Can I keep this paper?” Xia’er pointed at the contract on the table and asked.

“Of course. We won’t damage this pact. If any external force tries to break it, I’ll receive a warning.” Aivana nodded and watched as Xia’er put away the contract.

After putting away the contract, Xia’er looked at Aivana and said, “I can tell you the truth, and please answer some of my questions… mainly about Extraordinary powers.”

“Of course.” Aivana nodded, turned her body towards Xia’er, and placed both hands on her thighs, ready to listen attentively, waiting to hear more.

Xia’er briefly recounted to Aivana the details of Duwen’s defection, Thomas’ conspiracy, the collusion with the Heishuidang, and the six-month-planned nested sacrifice plan.

Aivana listened intently. Whenever some details matched her suspicions, she would involuntarily lean forward. From the tips of her toes, one could see that she was enjoying the story immensely.

“Goodness… This could be the plot of a knight novel,” Aivana said after listening, breathing deeply and curiously asking, “Miss Xia’er, how did you investigate this? Did they not know you were an Extraordinary person? Were you fishing for information?”

“That’s another story,” Xia’er didn’t intend to elaborate further. She only promised to tell Aivana about her grievances with those individuals.

Aivana clearly wanted to hear more. She sensed that the investigation process must be the most exciting part, which might be related to her replication ritual.

Even more likely, this sacrifice might be a three-layered trap, where everyone ended up benefiting Xia’er, while others became the materials for her replication ritual.

If things truly developed that way, she was even more curious about the details.

Aivana showed no expression on her face, but inside, she felt like ants were crawling around. It was like the climax of a knight novel had been cut off, and the author announced that they were retiring.

“It’s my turn to ask now,” Xia’er pondered for a moment and then asked, “Which church do you belong to?”

“Me? I don’t belong to any church.” Aivana shook her head, thinking about how to get Xia’er to reveal more. “For example, in Borough City, there are still many Extraordinary organizations on the surface, such as the Order of Law, the Secret Magic Association, and Derton Manor. There are even more smaller organizations hidden in the shadows.”

“Do they all worship different gods?” Xia’er asked curiously.

“So, some organizations are united by faith in deities, while others follow the rules of pathways. But ultimately, whether it’s a church or any other organization, they all act strictly according to the principles of different pathways,” said Aivana, resolving Xia’er’s long-standing confusion.

Indeed, one can obtain power without believing in deities, and she herself was a good example. It seemed her example wasn’t particularly special.

Aivana glanced at the old clock hanging on the wall, then looked back at Xia’er and said, “There are only thirty minutes left. If I don’t return soon, my family will come looking for me.”

Xia’er originally wanted to ask more about those extraordinary organizations and how to obtain potion recipes, but she decided to change the direction of her questions.

With only half an hour left, she needed to ask about things more helpful to her current situation.

“If I don’t want any extraordinary organizations to find out about this murder, what should I do?” Xia’er asked straightforwardly.

“Who do you want to kill?” Aivana was curious. She wondered where Xia’er had so many enemies.

Of course, Aivana didn’t know that Xia’er was always targeting the same group of people.

“If you still have enemies, you need to consider their identities.”

Aivana thought for a moment and said, “If they’re like the Blackwater Gang, your previous methods would work well. The police officers would only hastily conclude the case when they see their identities and wouldn’t bother much further.”

“Your mistake this time was leaving obvious traces of the extraordinary for anyone to see, which led the officers to report to the investigation department. If you had taken away your notes and such, they would have concluded it as a personal vendetta.”

Xia’er nodded, silently memorizing this information.

“Of course, if you just want to eliminate some gangsters, you really don’t need to get involved yourself,” Aivana finally revealed her thoughts. “You can ask me; I have many ways to make them disappear—provided you exchange your story.”

“Of course, you have one free chance because I just received a spiritual material I needed, which you didn’t take.”

“Where can I find you?” Xia’er asked.

“Well… at the Borough City Police Station’s investigation department, or at Jazz Bridge 15 in the West District.” Aivana took out a delicate silver-white badge from the inside of her police cloak and handed it to Xia’er. “Give this to the guard at the entrance and tell him you’re looking for Aivana.”

“Alright.” Xia’er nodded and accepted the badge made of unknown flowers.

After asking some more basic questions about the extraordinary, Xia’er quickly realized it was time. Aivana stood up to bid farewell and left Xia’er’s house.

Soon after Aivana left, the police officers outside began clearing the area. The four bodies were quickly removed, and the isolation barriers were taken down. Soon, the rain washed away even the bloodstains.

Xia’er looked at the silver-white badge and the pact in her hand, nodding slightly.

She decided to stay a little longer to see if the pact was truly effective.

This simulation not only provided her with much knowledge about the extraordinary but also taught her how to commit murder without drawing attention from extraordinary organizations. She also met a young lady whose background seemed extraordinary.

The badge could be purchased at stores.

However, it was uncertain if the pact would still be effective once transferred to reality.

If it did, bringing it back to reality would activate the pact, giving Xia’er an ally who would never betray her.

She would never reveal Xia’er’s secrets, nor generate hostility or negative emotions towards her.

In other words, no matter what Xia’er did to her, her goodwill would increase…

Xia’er put the pact in her pocket.

This pact might prove useful in the future.