Endless Debt Chapter 1573 - 91: Minor Issues_2

After a hectic moment, Aimou slowly let go of Bologue’s hand, her eyes full of doubt.

"What’s wrong? Did you find any issues?"

Bologue, always straightforward, never thought he would have any problems.

Aimou scrutinized Bologue repeatedly, "No... but I feel like you do."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Bologue felt amused; as a researcher and scholar, Aimou saying something so absurd seemed like she was just looking for trouble with him...

After a brief recollection of matters related to Aimou, Bologue was sure he hadn’t offended Aimou recently, so her intention should be to join him on an assignment, but he hadn’t refused her, so why was she reacting so vehemently?

"It’s not as complicated as you think, you didn’t offend me, I’m not doing it on purpose."

"How do you know I was thinking..."

Before Bologue could finish speaking, he found Aimou had somehow grabbed his hand again, their fingers intertwined and overlapped.

"Heh."

Aimou showed a crafty smile, while Bologue exclaims, "You’re cheating!"

"Alright, alright, I just feel you’ve been strange lately, Bologue."

This time Aimou completely let go of Bologue, the halo in her eyes shrank, as if focusing. "You really are normal, healthy limbs, sound psychological state, but... but I just feel there is something wrong, like a premonition."

Bologue spread his hands helplessly; some issues neither he nor those around him understand.

"Don’t dwell on it, Aimou, solve the problem if it arises, simple logic."

Bologue picked up the grudge sword placed aside, drew it and inspected the blade, the pitch-black sword body was covered with transparent gel-like substance, the void shedding sword oil was fully replenished.

Sheathing the blade, Bologue put it back at his waist, looking complexly at the weapon on the other side.

It was one of Bologue’s right-hand weapons, Original Sin Armament: Vengeful Saw Axe, but unlike before, this time the Vengeful Saw Axe was wrapped with layers of pale seals, densely covered with strange runes, like some inexplicable mysterious language.

In the corner where wrapping failed, the axe blade’s icy metallic hue gleamed with a sinister light, emanating an ancient yet malevolent power that sent chills down the spine.

Facing this weapon, Bologue inexplicably felt exhausted, sighing helplessly.

Aimou frowned, asking, "Can you put it away? It feels awful."

Though the Vengeful Saw Axe was sealed, its ferocious killing intent still vented mercilessly. It was a sharp, fierce killing intent, issuing an irresistible challenge to every life daring to approach.

The surrounding air seemed condensed by this killing intent, becoming heavy and oppressive, long gazes made observers hallucinate as if blood seeped through the pale seals, dripped and stained the originally hard metal hand axe crimson.

It was a heart-palpitating red, symbolizing endless slaughter and terror.

Since Sai Zong’s last loss of control, this weapon turned into its current appearance, usually only coming to life by drinking blood, now even without being thrown into battle, it’s kept highly active.

According to those overseeing the Vengeful Saw Axe, they once thought this thing should be classified as a Contract Object and tossed into the containment area.

Essentially, this thing should be worse than Contract Objects, which merely bore the Blood Contract, while the Original Sin Armament is a fragment of Devil’s power.

Bologue initially wanted to return the Vengeful Saw Axe to Sai Zong to prevent more slaughter and loss of control, but Sai Zong refused, not explaining much, only saying Bologue would use it in upcoming actions.

Like a bad prophecy.

Bologue carefully picked up his right-hand weapon, stowing it in a sealed box he acquired from the containment area, which could perfectly isolate the Vengeful Saw Axe’s unrest, though uncertain if it could still isolate the killing intent if it continued its rampage.

"We should go, are you ready?"

"Certainly."

Aimou stood up, pulling a suitcase out from under her desk.

"Good."

Bologue circled the desk, grabbing Aimou, the surrounding space began to wriggle, vision turned dark, amidst Aimou’s exclamation, the two vanished from the office, seconds later, vision cleared up, the bustling Curved Path Courtyard was close at hand.

In front of the enormous Curved Path Gate, the team had gathered, led by Holt and his members, these people had not contributed much in the Land of Secrets operation, each was aggrieved, eager to join this action.

Besides them, there was Bologue’s partner Palmer, surprisingly Church was present as well, since he’d been with Afeiya, Bologue felt he hadn’t seen him for a while.

Bologue greeted, "Good morning, everyone."

Everyone exchanged greetings briefly, preparing to leave the Order Bureau and commence the action.

"Isn’t the Deputy Director coming this time?"

Aimou looked around, noticing only Holt as the Seeker of Glory.

"The Deputy Director is still recuperating, won’t recover for a while."