Endless Debt Chapter 1022 - 95: Blood Hand Axe

Workday, the workday that Bologue loves.

Last night after he and Palmer finished watching "Fork Murderer," his tense nerves finally relaxed. It seemed like a good start to Bologue, except he didn’t expect the start to be a bit too good.

Palmer’s nature is still that of a loafer, and the intense anger of the past few days has left him utterly exhausted. He invited Bologue for a movie marathon, but Bologue glanced at the time and refused outright.

Movie marathon, an activity exclusive to Bologue and Palmer, refers to choosing a series of films and watching them all in one go.

The longest movie marathon between the two of them lasted eighteen hours, and by the end, both were on the verge of collapse, completely sprawled on the couch.

"Next time," Bologue didn’t refuse completely, "after this incident, we can invite others to join us for a movie marathon."

Bologue even thought of the venue, "How about the Undying Club, it should have enough seating."

After making the plan, Palmer buried himself under the blankets and drifted off to sleep; he was worn-out, and when Bologue called Palmer in the morning, he was motionless on the bed. If it weren’t for the faint sound of his breathing, Bologue would have checked Palmer’s vital signs to see if he had suddenly died due to bad lifestyle habits.

Bologue didn’t wake Palmer up. After tidying himself, he set off alone for the Order Bureau. The Order Bureau was noticeably quieter today, likely because many staff had been deployed to seal the Great Rift and prepare for upcoming actions.

In the oppressive, hurried atmosphere, Bologue behaved as if he had no troubles, relaxed and at ease. In the schedule Bologue devised, he planned to first visit the office to see how Lebius was doing. Ever since the street conversation that day, Bologue had been quite concerned about his team leader’s mental state.

Upon entering the office, Bologue felt uneasy when he didn’t see Lebius at his familiar desk. Just when he was about to take further action, Yuriel explained things.

"The team leader? He should be resting." Yuriel said.

Bologue was taken aback, "Resting?"

Yuriel pointed to a door within the office that was rarely opened and easily overlooked.

Only then did Bologue remember, Lebius lived in the office, and this door led to his bedroom, embodying the true spirit of a workaholic.

To a large extent, this workaholic demeanor was influenced by Protection·Eternal Labor.

Following Yuriel’s signal, Bologue noticed a sign hanging on the doorknob, which Lebius hadn’t flipped over, indicating he was still inside the bedroom.

As Lebius’s assistant, Yuriel was familiar with certain details about Lebius’s life, like the fact that Lebius didn’t like bitter coffee.

Ultimately, Bologue didn’t have the courage to knock on the door, not out of fear but awkwardness. Bologue tried to maintain the cold image of Lebius in his mind.

Leaving the office, Bologue’s next step was to head to the Sublimation Furnace Core. It had been some time since Bologue delivered the Phantom Dagger to Aimou; he wondered how Aimou’s progress was going.

Ordinarily, Bologue wouldn’t rush Aimou, but with the sealing of the Great Rift, a sense of unease and urgency lingered in Bologue’s heart.

No one knows when the King’s Shield Guard’s offensive will break out. Bologue must ensure he’s always in peak condition, and obtaining stronger Alchemy Armament is a necessary part of that.

Bologue sometimes thinks about whether to apply to the Decision Room for some Contract Objects to fight with.

Contract Objects are imbued with Devil’s Power; they typically possess extremely powerful but bizarre abilities, but correspondingly, they also require users to pay a certain price.

Bologue’s Face of Horror is a standard Contract Object; it exerts mental pressure on targets, but this pressure also rebounds onto the user.

As for the Grim Bite, it’s also categorized as a Contract Object, but it doesn’t have any obvious price demands. Bologue just considers it a reward he won from the Devil, along with Ewen’s blessing.

Given the Order Bureau’s immense scale, Bologue believes the warehouse must contain many Contract Objects hard to use in practical combat. Bologue thinks he could pick one for himself; after all, the Undead fear nothing more than cost.

Perhaps it was the excessive pressure from the Silent Ones and Shadow King, those high-tier Condensers, which triggered Bologue’s slightly distorted sense of extracting power.

Bologue sometimes thinks about using some Alchemy Potions, not worrying about potential bodily harm, since after dying once, everything resets to its original state.

Like an epiphany, Bologue realizes the body of the Undead should be pushed in such life-threatening directions—the more you sacrifice, the stronger the power you gain.

After a brief reverie, Bologue calmed down, controlling his desires to avoid falling into a trap of power.

A few minutes later, Bologue found Aimou in the Sublimation Furnace Core. It seemed like work had wrapped up at the laboratory; she wasn’t in that dark, sunless place but was instead tinkering with a piece of equipment in the Sublimation Furnace Core.

Bologue glanced at the furnace-like equipment; not being a researcher, he couldn’t understand its purpose, but following others’ guidance, he heard them say Aimou was on it.