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Chapter 225 Unclean Whispers
"They may not have lied." Facing the determination of the soldiers, the psyker now believed a little or two.

"Do you really want to notify the people in the Arbitration Office?" After leaving the room, the officer still hesitated.

The people there are all paranoid lunatics, and some "purists" among them even preach that all human beings who know a little bit of demonic knowledge must be completely wiped out.

And now the warriors who faced the devil...

"Armor battalion." The psyker pointed in a certain direction.

Since returning from the last battle with the Zerg, the city arranged for the executive officer of the Arbitration Office to come over to help the mech pilots of the armored battalion train the ability to resist psionic shocks.

This plan has been started for a while, and the executive officers who can be selected to be the training instructors may not be so paranoid. It should be no problem to ask them to come and screen them in private.

"That's fine!" the officer nodded.

At least this kind of movement is not big, otherwise it would be a very complicated matter to initiate an application across departments.

It's nighttime, no training missions.

The invited executive officer heard that it might be related to the devil, and professional ethics instantly took over the dominance of the body.

"go!"

No matter where they are, cleaning up all elements related to demons is the duty that their executive officers must do.

"I invite you to come here today, just to let you see if there are any hidden dangers left by demons on their bodies." Neither the officer nor the psychic explained the matter in too much detail, out of the stereotype of the executive officer of the arbitration office, They also don't want these executives to get too involved in the matter.

It's not up to their executive officer to make decisions about the affairs inside the barracks.

"Hmm." The burly and burly executive responded briefly, "Where is he?"

"in."

Open the curtain and enter the room.

The soldiers of the joint team still waited quietly.

The executive officer stretched out his hand and took out a crystal ball-like prop from the void. After injecting it with psionic power for a moment, he insisted on it.

"No."

Each executive officer has his own unique means of distinguishing the breath of demons. To fight against demons, discrimination is the basis.

However, no.

"No?" The psyker was a little dumbfounded. He encountered a demon, but he didn't have the slightest hidden danger left by the demon.

A perfect battle against the devil?

"Really?" The officer was a little dazed at the moment, and asked back in disbelief.

After somewhat accepting the fact that these soldiers really encountered demons, he was already thinking about how to arrange the follow-up.

Encountered a demon, maybe not everyone has a problem, but one or two can't escape, right?

This person definitely cannot be directly handed over to the executive officer to be dealt with on the spot. The person in the barracks should be dealt with by the officer above.

But right now... no?
All the plans in my mind fell through, and the absurd predictions that followed came back in an instant——

The joint team repelled the high-dimensional demons, and there was no proof of death. Is this a military record?How to remember?
"My lord... are you sure?" the officer murmured subconsciously in disbelief.

"This is our duty. They are just ordinary people who have nothing to do with demons." The executive officer glanced at him, and the blood that had been boiling had gradually cooled down at this moment.

After a long time, I was happy for nothing.

Hunting down everything related to demons is his duty and his lifelong pursuit.

He is the one who suffers the most when expectations fail right now.

"Okay...don't worry, my lord." The officer sighed.

"What's going on?" The executive officer was not in a hurry to leave.

Any clues related to demons must not be let go. These fighters themselves may be fine, but they may be able to be traced back to something really related to demons.

"It's such an adult..." Anyway, his people are clean, so the officer calmly stated the information he got, "They went to perform a mission to meet the refugees, but in the place where the refugees were entrenched, they met A demon avatar... and then..."

"So..." The more the executive officer heard, the more he felt uncomfortable, and his emotions gradually became agitated. He looked at the officer with a look like a fool, and then turned to look at the psyker, "You guys Do you believe what they say?"

"..." The psyker was stimulated by his gaze, and retorted softly, "We didn't believe it at first..."

"Do you know the level of demons that are just repelled instead of killed?" The executive stared at the psyker with contempt.

"I know... the original demon."

"The original devil!" The executive laughed angrily. "Return the original demon... Since you know the original demon, you should know how difficult that kind of thing is, and they can defeat an original demon?"

That is an existence that their executive officers have to mobilize collectively to deal with it carefully. Only one... oh no, just one, one big soldier who has not even had much contact with relevant knowledge can repel an original demon?
Then what do you want their executives to do?
At first, I thought that even if these fighters were fine, they might have clues about the devil, but now, it was purely an oolong incident.

"And..." the executive wanted to educate the psykers in the barracks to prevent similar oolong incidents in the future, "You need to know one more thing - how many refugees did they say?"

"More than 400." The officer responded immediately.

"More than 400 people!" The executive officer sneered, "How can more than 400 refugees summon the original demon? Even the real body!? The more powerful the demon, the more difficult it is to appear in the material world. It is very difficult to come to the material world by means of will, let alone the original demon! More than 400 people can summon the real body of an original demon, and this world has long been the world of demons!"

Waving his hand, the executive officer turned his head and was about to leave, "They are 100% fabricated. This is your military camp's own business. I will leave first."

"Go slowly, my lord..."

Before the officer's respectful voice fell completely, a calm voice suddenly sounded, "But my lord, why didn't you ask about the detailed battle process?"

It's Baier.

In fact, he didn't value the military merit of repelling the demons very much. From a selfish point of view, he hoped that more things would be better than less things.

But the facts have already happened, paper can't hold fire, and what so many people know is absolutely unstoppable.

In the future, when the case is reversed, he will be asked why he concealed it. How should he answer this?
What's more, after confronting the devil himself, Bai E also experienced the disaster of being planted by the devil once.

I can only make sure that I am fine, but what about other fighters?What about the refugees?
Could it be that there are some hidden dangers above the soul, as the psykers in the military camp said?Is there a chance of being exploited by the devil in the future?

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that the military camp would pay more attention to this matter.

So it's better to stick to your own opinion now, if they think it's true or they think it's a lie...then it's a lie.

Bai'e's speech made the executive officer who had already taken a step pause, and turned to look at Bai'e, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

"You are so brave!"

"I just hope that adults will pay attention to this. Of course we have no problem, but there is no guarantee that the refugees will be the same... and the few surviving scouts."

On the road, Baie found that their mental state was not very normal, and their energy and energy were definitely not in the state that a fighter should have.

Was he really beaten up?Or is it because the seeds planted by the devil still take root in the corners of their souls?
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" The executive officer's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flickered.

"If there is any offense, it is not my intention."

"..." The executive officer didn't speak any more, but stared at Bai Er with a gloomy gaze.

The din of the high latitudes whispered in his ear constantly.

At this moment, it seems to have more substantial content, as if to say——

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill this madman who offends your majesty!"

A frightening spiritual pressure surged in the room, the airflow flowed slowly and with difficulty, and the cold breath even spilled out of the door.

No one spoke.

No one dared to break the silence at this moment.

Until a series of hurried footsteps quickly approached this place from a distance, accompanied by the familiar voice of Marshal Wesling, "The debriefing room is over here. The joint team from the mission just came back. Register the action log here."

"Wow~"

The door curtain was lifted, and Egleya, who had not stepped into the room, felt the spiritual pressure in the air.

So the first time after entering the door, he looked at the only executive officer in the room.

"What are you doing?!"

The spiritual pressure from the high-level psychic instantly controlled the audience, and the majestic female voice resounded in the soul of everyone present.

Psykers have different core abilities, but most psykers are actually quite clever.

To support strong spiritual energy, a sensitive and intelligent brain is essential.

As one of the few A-level managers of the Administration, Agleya can almost be said to be one of the few outstanding ones selected from all the psykers in the entire city.

Both strength and wisdom are top-notch.

She didn't even need anyone to explain, just by smelling the atmosphere, she could roughly guess the reason why the atmosphere was so solemn.

After all, the facts may indeed subvert the cognition of some ordinary people... including ordinary executives or psykers.

Agleya's voice was like a basin of ice water in summer, instantly clearing the executive's mind.

The hustle and bustle of whispers in my mind faded away instantly.

"Master Agleya..."

He bowed his head back and began to confess himself.

When every executive officer of the Arbitration Institute is fighting against demons, he also bears the constant erosion of those unclean whispers in the high-dimensional space.

Just now, he almost sank.

During the time he came to the barracks, in the process of teaching the soldiers in the armored battalion, the silent sense of superiority and irritability made him lose himself.

Maybe he should consider returning to the life of hunting demons...

Agleya glanced at him and looked back.

Turning to look at Baie, this is the core of all the low-pressure atmosphere just now.

She didn't need anyone's introduction, she also locked the target.

"You are Baier?"

Standing in front of her was the tall and slender figure, who was even a few centimeters taller than herself, making the opponent's presence extremely oppressive.

Baie looked up, his eyes were calm, and his voice never wavered, "It's me."

"It's fine if it's you." Egleya pursed her lips slightly, somewhat satisfied with the soldier's reaction.

(End of this chapter)