Chapter 583

Knowing Leon has the ability to detect lies, lying to him would be useless. After hesitating for a moment, the jade-eyed maiden straightforwardly confessed:

“During my indirect control of the Gemini Division, I reviewed many files from them. Among those, some were about your Virgo Subdivision… It was written…”

“That majority should be rumors!”

Leon shook his head upon hearing this and casually remarked, “Our situation in the Virgo Subdivision is rather special. We do have more eccentric cleaners, but most of us are good people; there aren’t any irredeemable bastards… If you don’t believe me, look at me. I’m also part of the Virgo Subdivision. Am I not normal?”

“…”

You… normal? Does a normal person kidnap a princess on an official mission? Does a normal person slice open the back of a princess’s skull with a knife? Does a normal person make me take the bus to incite a coup speech? Can a normal person dismantle an entire kingdom in just over two weeks?

Unable to resist, she stealthily lifted her hand and touched the back of her own head, which Leon had once sliced open. She couldn’t help but shift her gaze, looking at him with fear and nodded.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re totally normal.”

“…”

You… weren’t you always so straightforward? Why are you suddenly speaking in innuendos? Who taught you that? Watching the girl subtly move her little bottom away, clearly trying to distance herself from him, Leon opened his mouth and asked somewhat exasperatedly, “Can I ask how the Gemini Division’s records describe our Virgo Subdivision?”

“That record… just plainly wrote down how your people in the Virgo Subdivision carry out their tasks.”

Phelia carefully explained: “For example, Emma Arman, the Level 1 Cleaner nicknamed ‘The Executioner,’ among the thirteen joint operations she participated in, she accidentally injured sixty-three cleaners and over six hundred civilians.

Most victims were forcibly dragged into ‘The Executioner’s’ anomalous item and subjected to repeated torture by over a dozen cruel instruments. Within twenty hours, they endured nearly a thousand tortures, causing immense psychological trauma, and some even experienced near-soul collapse after being released…”

“Wait! Those people can’t really be considered victims!”

Upon hearing this, Leon couldn’t help but interject to explain on behalf of Emma: “Emma Senior’s anomalous items can distinguish between good and evil. The ‘Heartfelt Scale’ judges based on good and evil thoughts, while the ‘Judgment Coffin’ distinguishes based on good and evil actions.

And those so-called victims were mostly driven by evil intentions and committed serious offenses, resulting in grave consequences, committing crimes deserving execution. That’s why they were captured by Emma Senior’s anomalous items. They got exactly what they deserved!”

Is it like that?

Hearing this, the jade-eyed maiden unconsciously sighed in relief but still questioned suspiciously, continuing her narrative: “There’s also the Level 2 Cleaner Jerry Beck, nicknamed ‘Sewer Emperor,’ and Armin Beret, known as the ‘Toxic Epidemic Alchemist.’

In one operation to purge the Nightmare Black Cult, the former drove over eight hundred thousand rats to bite tens of thousands of citizens in Monet City, while the latter released foul toxic gas upwind in Monet City, making everyone vomit and defecate uncontrollably. The feces and vomit blocked the sewers and flowed all over the streets, even reaching the ankles of pedestrians…”

“This incident… I haven’t heard Jerry Senior talk about it, but I can guess what happened.”

After listening to the jade-eyed maiden’s account, Leon furrowed his eyebrows and speculated: “The believers of the Nightmare Black Cult love performing rituals at night, summoning the Nightmare King’s messengers to create terrifying nightmares, inflicting mass mental injuries on nearby sleepers and permanently devouring parts of their souls.

As for Armin Senior, though I’m not very familiar with him, I’ve heard about his abilities. His reagents may have significant side effects, but their curative effects are actually excellent, basically able to remove all ‘anomalous’ states.

So, the foul toxic gas mentioned in the records might be large-scale diluted disinfectants being released to prevent infected citizens from contracting diseases like bubonic plague after being bitten by rats. Compared to those highly lethal infectious diseases with high mortality rates, merely vomiting and diarrhea for a few days should be acceptable?”

If that’s the case… it seems reasonable enough. After hearing Leon’s speculation and comparing it with the records she had seen, the jade-eyed maiden couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

It seems that the content of the records regarding the Virgo Subdivision is true but incomplete, mixed with the recorder’s bias against the Virgo Subdivision. The real Virgo Subdivision probably isn’t as outrageous as described in the records.

“I think I understand what’s going on. That record is indeed biased, glossing over many causes and consequences, so it can be regarded as rumors.”

Realizing that the upcoming Virgo Subdivision she was heading to was merely relatively “eccentric” and not a den of lunatics and murderers, Phelia immediately relaxed, her previously tense expression lightening considerably. She even blinked her big eyes curiously, extrapolating and guessing aloud:

“So, your division’s ‘Blood-haired Princess,’ who often gets drunk during work hours, might be doing it to麻痹hidden enemies; officially submitting disorderly reports to embezzle funds and not repaying borrowed money, but secretly having other arrangements; occasionally losing her temper and directly assaulting conflicting bureau directors, actually testing them to uncover potential traitors like the Aquarius Director?”

“…”

“Why aren’t you saying anything? What’s wrong?”

Without missing a beat, Leon instinctively turned his head away, avoiding the jade-eyed maiden’s gaze, staring out the car window at the rushing winter pines outside, his lips twitching slightly, revealing a complex expression beyond words.

“Ah, right, right!”

…

“Little Leon~”

Before Leon could knock on the door, the red-haired Bureau Director directly pulled open the office door with her hair. Behind the desk, she raised a wine bottle filled with tea, laughing heartily: “This time, you did an excellent job! Even if Edward kills an incarnated True God this time, he’ll definitely be dead last this year!

Ahahaha! Never thought he’d have this day. In the past, every year during the annual review, he would always mock me with his ranking. This time, it’s finally my turn to mock him!”

“…”

So you’re this happy just because you can stand at second-to-last and ridicule the absolute last place? (End of Chapter)