The salary king in the comics

Chapter 379 The answer to the mystery is written on the mystery

When Ash was making a big fuss about the siege and meeting, Geralt was standing with Hill in the observation room of an interrogation room in Las Vegas, looking at the man in the orange prison uniform across from him.

"I really didn't expect that the answer to the mystery is written on the surface. The so-called 'doing things in the name of a saint' is actually this!"

Hill complained about the things she had racked her brains for these days. Ever since Geralt told her that prophecy, she had collected a lot of theologians and historians, just to answer such an inexplicable sentence.

As a result, in the morning news report of the tea restaurant, I got the answer to this sentence.

The man in the interrogation room is Gabriel Cortez, the largest manufacturer and seller of washing powder in Mexico. They use family ties as their business and monopolize washing powder in South America.and he
And their family is named after their surname—Gabriel. Isn’t the act of selling washing powder just like doing things in the name of a saint!
To be honest, Geralt didn't expect to find the news so smoothly. Originally, he planned to find a chance to fool a few demons into opening the passage to hell.

As a result, S.H.I.E.L.D. found this big fish, and they really found Mephisto's believers in the world based on that sentence.

Geralt was almost stuck to the glass, and he stared at Gabriel Kertesz opposite, the hellish aura from that man was already strong enough to overflow.

Seeing Geralt's state, Hill slapped him hard on the back, resulting in Geralt's whole body shrivelled, reaching out his hand to cover his chest, panting deeply.

Hill helped Geralt up and asked, "Are you still in good health?"

"Almost, as long as Kasas is exiled to hell, my transformation into the dead will be terminated."

As Geralt said, he took out a bottle of Goddess' blessing, took a sip carefully, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hill took Geralt by the arm and asked, "Are we going to let the Bureau of Investigation transfer the prisoner? They will transfer the prisoner to the death penalty prison at 03:30 tomorrow morning. This is a chance."

"Why hand over? He will definitely escape. Mephisto will not let his little brother stay in the cage. He needs more fallen souls."

Hearing Geralt's words, Hill didn't say anything more, and at the same time she understood Geralt's thoughts, it's a long line to catch big fish.

Leaving the observation room, Geralt suddenly broke free from Hill's support, turned upside down the goddess blessing bottle he had just finished drinking, and connected it with the water of life he carried with him, letting the remaining two drops fall into the water of life.

Geralt gave Hill a wink and opened the door of the interrogation room himself.

Before Gabriel Kertesz could react, Geralt held up the bottle and poured the water of life all over his head.

The holy water and the breath of hell began to collide. Gabriel Cortez seemed to be splashed with sulfuric acid, and his skin began to peel off, revealing the scarlet body that had already been transformed into a demon.

The change in the interrogation room caused the agents of the Bureau of Investigation, who were always watching the situation, to rush over. Because of S.H.I.E.L.D., they could give them a separate space, but that didn't mean they could do anything to their prisoners.

When the door of the interrogation room opened, half of Gabriel Kertez's face, who was bound to the chair, changed.

Geralt withdrew his hand pouring the water of life in an instant, put the bottle on the table and took a step back, Hill noticed that Geralt's other hand grabbed something from the prisoner.

The change in the interrogation room left the Bureau of Investigation at a loss as to how to deal with it. They thought they had caught a big laundry detergent seller, but it turned out to be the minion of the mysterious Ce.

Geralt quietly winked at Hill, asking Hill to come forward and explain the matter clearly, and he could also get a favor from the Bureau of Investigation.

When Hill finished talking on the phone with Russell, the deputy director of the Bureau of Investigation, the entire prison had changed. The ATS armor bought from Ashner blocked the main passage, and the fire trucks full of holy water began to clean up.

The investigation bureau needs as much equipment as holy water and exorcism, which is the benefit of establishing a relationship with Ash.

After Hill revealed some of the information to Russell, he took Geralt to a safe house in Las Vegas.

Standing in the penthouse suite of the building, Geralt sighed inexplicably looking at the crowd driven by desire early in the morning.

"What should I do next? The Bureau of Investigation has given up their plan to detain them. They have pushed everything to SHIELD. How many troops do I need to mobilize?"

Although Hill was asking, his hands were constantly operating the tablet, giving instructions one after another.

Hill raised his head and asked, "By the way, what did you get from that guy?"

At this moment, Geralt stretched out his left hand, which he had been holding all the time, and there was a black aura writhing in the palm of his hand.

"Did you know? Sullivan was kicked out of Elsir in Cold Valley."

"I know that he also rebuilt Illsir in the North Pole, and even Ash showed absolute strength."

Hill showed the picture of the North Pole to Geralt, and Geralt stroked the short beard on his chin, looked at Ash's super magic, and commented on the nonsensical words to himself.

Hill retracted the tablet, gave Geralt a blank look, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say is that Illziel was divided up, so I also got a batch of spoils..."

Geralt smiled and took out a weird utensil. It had the basic shape of a weapon, but it looked like a candlestick in his hand.

From the handle upwards, eight small candlesticks extending out act as the hilt of the sword. The body of the sword is stacked with rings. Under the overall golden painting, it is elegant and luxurious.

"This is Bishop Youshen's worship candlestick. It is a sword and a magic wand. It has also been solidified with a special prayer, and it can see the lights guided by fate."

[Saint Candlestick: Candlestick used for worship by the secluded bishops.It is both a sword and a magic wand.Under the guidance of Macdonald in Cold Valley, they not only became priests, but also magicians.Combat Skills: The guided light lights up the candlestick to temporarily illuminate the surroundings, and you can see more suggestions. 】

Geralt pressed the black air in his left hand on the candlestick of the saint, and the candlesticks on the hilt of the sword were lit up one by one, and the surrounding environment began to change. Even though there was bright sunlight outside the window, the room gradually became dark. Only Jie The candlestick in Lot's hand provided the light.

He held up the saint candlestick, and an orange light appeared under the shadow of the candlestick, and the words that Hill couldn't understand were displayed in the light.

As soon as Geralt saw it clearly, the flame of the candlestick went out, and the surrounding environment returned to normal. The sun shone on him, warm and genial.

Geralt was bathed in the sun, looked at Hill, and asked, "Want to take a quick trip?"

(End of this chapter)