Chapter 61: A Reminder

Hearing Ada's words, Silas was invigorated and quickly said, "Ada, are you planning to help those undocumented homeless people register their identities?"

Ada nodded. "Yes, with identification, they can become official citizens. At that time, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can surely achieve a better tomorrow."

Hearing this, Silas's mind immediately thought of Helles and Bernice.

"In that case, could it be possible to have them register their identities along with them?" Silas's heart immediately warmed with enthusiasm.

Ada looked at the thoughtful Silas with a smile and asked, "You're a detective, so you probably come into contact with some homeless people, right? When the time comes, please don't be harsh with them or make things difficult for them. If possible, you can introduce them to me; I can help them find a place."

Saying this, Ada took Silas's hands in hers. "I know you are kind-hearted. If it's within your ability, please help those poor people."

Silas, his mind full of Helles and Bernice, said with an ear-to-ear grin, "Rest assured, Ada. I will definitely not disappoint you."

"This is perfect. Handing Helles and Bernice over to Ada will not only make Ada happy but also greatly improve security. After all, if they are sent through Ada, it can significantly reduce the probability of suspicion."

Thinking of this, his mood, which had been disturbed by the Green Flame Brotherhood, immediately brightened.

After the meal, once they had tidied up, the two prepared to go out.

"By the way, Ada. Lupo will be going out with me to investigate matters from now on. I discovered yesterday that he has the potential to be a police dog," Silas said, putting on his gloves.

Ada's face lit up with a happy smile upon hearing this. She squatted down and hugged the Husky. "Haha, really? That's wonderful!"

The Husky already had an overflowing affection for Ada and thoroughly enjoyed being hugged by her.

"To be able to make animals so close to you, Ada, you truly are a natural saint," Silas sighed.

Ada slowly stood up, a hint of radiance on her simple, classically beautiful face. "I believe all things in the world have inherent goodness – humans, insects, beasts, even plants. As long as they strive for goodness and their hearts are bright, I will treat all beings equally."

The moment he heard these words, Silas didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a flash of light pass over Ada.

"What's wrong with you?" Ada asked with concern, seeing Silas dazed.

Silas smiled and shook his head, then left with Lupo the Husky.

"This ideal, this sanctity, I will definitely protect it with all my might," Silas said forcefully, clenching his fists as he walked down the road.

"Awooo!" the Husky beside him suddenly barked.

Silas looked startled, then rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "Forget about 'with all my might.' My own life is the most important. Yes, I'll strive, I'll strive to protect this kindness."

Today, the city was very calm, at least it looked very calm. The cleared snow was piled up on the roadside. People wore thick overcoats, their breath like puffs of smoke as they quickened their pace, wanting to reach their workplaces and embrace the warm air of the fireplace.

Silas smiled looking at these people. For some reason, he possessed an extremely strong resistance to cold. The current temperature of minus 20 degrees Celsius meant nothing to him.

Thinking of this, Silas suddenly recalled the situation with Helles and Bernice that morning.

"Those two should have also received similar enhancements. The indoor temperature at that time was at least minus thirty degrees, yet they wore thin clothes without any discomfort. However, this matter is somewhat strange."

Silas's brow gradually furrowed.

"They said their instincts told them that beast blood could alleviate the cold. This means that beast blood contains energy that resists cold. Considering blood therapy, this isn't hard to understand, because the blood of any creature in this world possesses hidden mystical energy."

"But what is that instinct of theirs? Do other ordinary people also have this talent?"

"Also, they used the flesh and bones of those beasts for sacrifice. Through this sacrifice, it helped them understand how to master their own power. But here's the problem: to whom exactly were their sacrifices offered? I certainly didn't receive anything."

This world was full of unknown and bizarre things. This kind of sacrifice, which would seem utterly ridiculous and impractical on Earth, made Silas very wary.

Because in this world, there was simply no such thing as a useless sacrifice.

"I need to investigate this matter when I have time. Otherwise, if my believers keep offering sacrifices to some completely unknown deity and even gain my knowledge, then I'll be at a huge loss," Silas resolved in his heart.

When Silas arrived at the police station, it was already bustling.

Some were sorting through case files, others discussing cases. Some were complaining about the boredom of mediating disputes, while others were racking their brains over a serial killer.

The vast hall was filled with busyness and vitality.

First, he found his seat, took off his overcoat, then took out the silver pendant wrapped in a handkerchief. After some thought, he turned and walked towards Master Jeros's temporary office.

Knocking on the door, Jeros's distinctive voice came through, "Enter."

Silas then walked in and saw Jeros, with his pipe, reading a letter.

"You've recovered quite well," Jeros said, putting down the letter after seeing Silas.

Silas smiled. "Thank you for your care."

Jeros gestured for Silas to come and sit down. "Is there something?"

Silas immediately and carefully handed over the pendant in his hand. "Master, I've discovered a mystical incident."

Jeros put down his pipe, casually picked up these ordinary metal ornaments, looked at them, and said calmly, "The dragon is power, the spire is divine authority, the inverted cross represents chaos, the pentagram represents demons, and the goat's head represents devils. If these five are put together, and some mystical materials are added, such as a water ghost's liver or a resentful spirit's eye, they can form a very malicious curse formula."

Hearing this, Silas's eyes widened. "Is it that simple?"

Jeros put them down and glanced at him. "If it were that simple, this world would have been in chaos long ago."

"That's true," Silas scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

"Tell me, where did you get it?" Jeros was now interested.

Silas immediately and truthfully recounted the matter concerning Ada and the magician, though he instinctively omitted the details between Ada and the magician.

Jeros, after listening, stroked his chin and asked himself thoughtfully, "When did he come in? What is his purpose?"

Silas really wanted to directly reveal the matter of the Green Flame Brotherhood, but his rationality told him that if he said it just like that, he would be courting death.

"Could it be that some other cult organizations have infiltrated? Taking advantage of the fact that we were dealing with the ghost ship and the mystical defenses in other parts of the city were weak?" Silas asked in a casual tone.