"Yes," Brandi nodded, "Although I caught one last time, it was enough for me to be directly promoted to the veteran level, but I feel that these people are definitely not that simple."

"Your feeling is right," Schultz said. "The 'Seventh Generation' sect is now prevalent among all the cults in this country. It is only slightly less powerful than the most powerful Cheronian cult. Their leader

, Virgil Edwards, you can also call him 'Shepherd', is a genius level speaker and sadist, he used the evil teachings he realized while smoking marijuana and opium to seduce a large number of lost people.

They are willing to serve him, and it is said that they have made big moves recently. You know, that madman is very supportive of using armed struggle to 'purify' the world."

"That's not something I can solve, not even with you and Jiang Ge." Brandy knew very clearly about the strength of her side. "However, I think that if his wings can be properly clipped,

So, a tiger that has lost its wings is just an injured tiger, isn't it?"

"You're right, Brandi," Schultz said, taking out a page torn from his diary from his breast pocket, "I recently found out about another important member of theirs.

Bethany Delamere’s movements, she has recently gathered congregation members in Mount Ambarino and its surrounding areas, and she doesn’t know what she is doing.”

Brandy picked up the page, unfolded it, read it, nodded, stuffed the page into her breast pocket, and said, "What do you want?"

"Just 10% of the bounty." Schultz drank the whiskey in his glass.

Brandi patted Schultz on the shoulder and said as he left the bar, "That's reasonable. Thanks, Mr. Schultz."

"Be careful, Brandi," Schultz reminded. "You captured Obadiah Fitch and attracted the attention of those madmen. I can only detect their location, but their purpose is unknown.

People know, be careful if it’s directed specifically at you.”

Brandy chuckled and responded: "Don't worry, Mr. Schultz, I can still handle that kind of situation."


Chapter completed!