Endless Debt Chapter 723 - 207 Romanticism

Bologue stood in front of the door, hesitated for a while, unsure if visiting was the right decision, but he quickly made up his mind, raising his hand to knock on the door.

Sounds of movement came from behind the door; a few seconds later, the door was pulled open, and Canary poked her head out. Noticing it was Bologue, her tense nerves relaxed considerably.

"It’s you."

As Belphegor’s Poet and entrusted to hunt Bai Ou, Canary knew many inside stories, such as the connection between Bologue and Belphegor.

Therefore, her attitude towards Bologue was evidently gentler compared to others. In her eyes, Bologue should also be a member of the Unfettered Poetry Society, especially since he bore the mark of Belphegor.

Bologue said, "Can we talk inside?"

After observing Gold’s condition, Aimou chose to stay voluntarily, studying Gold’s bizarre state and the essence of Original Matter with Duwa. To prevent further accidents, Lebius decided to accompany them, while Geoffrey returned to rest due to his injuries.

Bologue was temporarily free, and after pondering for a while, he decided to visit Canary.

After the battle, Bologue was resurrected again. When Lebius appeared with the wolf pack, he was quite worried about the subsequent developments.

After all, Canary was not a member of the Order Bureau. As a Negative Power User, her sudden involvement in this conflict makes her liable to be neutralized first under Lebius’s strategy, regardless of her intentions.

Bologue was ready to mediate in it but was even more surprised that Lebius’s demeanor was calm, as though he had long known Canary. Yet upon further inquiry, Lebius claimed he did not know her.

But Lebius was familiar with Belphegor’s power, the Devil hidden deep within the Order Bureau.

Suddenly, Bologue had a strange feeling; in a sense, the Unfettered Poetry Society and the Order Bureau were on the same side. The only distinction was whether they were entirely under the Devil’s control.

"Alright."

Canary didn’t hesitate long before stepping aside to let Bologue inside.

There was an inexplicable rapport between Canary and Lebius. After the incident, they exchanged a few words, and Lebius assigned this cabin to her on the Horror, without much questioning from others. Everyone trusted Lebius.

Reflecting now, Bologue understood why—Belphegor connected them, and while the Order Bureau was recovering the Original Matter, it also aided Belphegor’s revenge.

Thinking of this, Bologue clenched his fist, the sun’s mark still engraved in his palm. Even at the last moment, Bologue did not wield the Devil’s power, but the Devil’s goal was achieved, similar to an inevitable fate, leaving Bologue feeling somewhat helpless.

Bologue sat on a chair, while Canary returned to her bed. Bologue was unsure how to start the conversation, his gaze roving around, but Canary seemed unbothered, picking up a book she hadn’t finished and turning the pages carefully.

"Where is that guy?"

After a while, Bologue asked.

Canary said, "Do you mean Bai Ou?"

"Bai Ou?"

Only then did Bologue realize he didn’t know the other’s name. More strangely, like Canary, they were named after birds, making him wonder if it was a tradition of the Unfettered Poetry Society.

"He’s here, safe, no need to worry."

Canary roughly understood Bologue’s intention; she took out something wrapped in black fabric from under the bed, emitting a bloody odor and covered in sticky dark liquid, with a Deathly Dagger pierced into the top.

"I’ve tested thoroughly; Bai Ou’s Undying Nature keeps his flesh active, meaning no matter the wound, his flesh cannot be killed. But it’s limited to this; his flesh lacks the concept of ’death,’ but cannot heal on its own, so he needs that weird suture to reconnect the body."

Canary straightforwardly placed it on the table, the dark bloodstains spreading.

"This dagger is a Contract Object, known as Tooth of Deathly Silence."

Canary tapped the dagger’s handle, "Its effect is simple; it seals the target’s Ether, rendering its Alchemy Matrix silent, but the corresponding price is that my Ether falls into the same silence."

A dark, illusory chain extended from the dagger, entwining both Canary and Bai Ou, locking both their Ether and Alchemy Matrix.

Bologue said, "To control him, you’ve truly paid a hefty price."

"We show no mercy to traitors."

Canary’s charming smile appeared, but now it seemed extremely cruel.

Bologue pointed to the head, "Is this all that’s left?"

"Yes, this is all that’s left," Canary said casually, "Anyway, he’ll only need his head in the future."

Canary chopped up Bai Ou’s body and threw it into the roaring sea. Now the flesh has likely been devoured by fish, undigested, and spread across every part of the Seven Seas. Even if Bai Ou can escape, he can’t restore his whole body for at least a few hundred years.