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Elysande's eyes widened in disbelief and she involuntary got to her feet, loudly striking the oak table with her fists. "What did you just say?!"

Adam's face was indifferent, his eyes deeply scrutinizing the woman in front of her. With the help of the white lotus, he could truly sense the genuine shock emanating from her subconsciousness.

So she's not the one, huh? The youth thought to himself.

Elysande had always been his prime suspect. After all, according to him, the one to benefit the

most from Brigham Flynn's death was his eldest daughter who would be set to inherit

everything.

But now it would seem that she wasn't actually the culprit. Adam was sure of this because although it was possible for one to fake their facial expressions, it was nigh impossible for them to alter their subconscious emotions. It was something that came naturally.

Elysande glared at Adam with bloodshot eyes. "Tell me who it was!"

Adam shurgged in a nonchalant manner. "I don't know. Two people attacked me last night. They had nothing on them that would suggest which organization they belonged to."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "I killed the first one and before I got the chance to interrogate the second assassin, he committed suicide."

Elysande's expression turned extremely solemn. "They were Rank 2?"

Adam nodded. "Pretty skilled ones at that. It was like they were trained to be killers since they were kids or something. Now, I've been attacked by assassins before, but these guys... they were on a whole different level."

"Then how did you survive?" Elysande's brows creased together into a knot and she inadvertently said, "You're just a-"

"Herbalist?" Adam interrupted her with a playful smirk. "Well, this Herbalist just easily infiltrated your room without you noticing and could have just as easily killed you, again, without you noticing."

Elysande's eyes narrowed. "Are you threatening me?" Although she admitted that the youth sitting before her was very skilled, she still couldn't help but be offended by how he talked to her.

"Heh," Adam scoffed. "Lady Flynn, don't be ridiculous. I'm just stating facts. You should be grateful that I'm even here to divulge information regarding the culprit who poisoned your father."

Elysande deeply looked at Adam for a few moments before she sat back down with a helpless sigh. "You're right, I apologize."

She then looked at him and asked, "What else do you know about these assassins?"

"I know their secret verbal greeting," Adam began. "I tried to deceive the second assassin into divulging intel, but the man was very cautious. He spoke a code sentence, to which I couldn't reply. Following that, he promptly poisoned himself."

Elysande remained silent for a long time. Inwardly, she was very shocked as she thought to herself, Is this young man's fighting prowess so great that the assassin thought he wouldn't be able to escape, so he decided to kill himself?

If those two assassins really were as skilled as he claims... then I have to reevaluate his strengths. This young man is far stronger than he appears to be.

Just thinking about how efficiently Adam had stopped her blade was all the proof she needed that the youth was indeed strong. Perhaps even stronger than her.

"What was their secret greeting?" she asked.

"The night is full of shadows."

Elysande once again went into deep thought, trying to recall if she had ever come across this statement. But in the end, she shook her head, "No, this is the first time I'm hearing it."

"I see." Adam nodded. "No worries, I've already asked someone. I should be getting details about it soon enough. I'll let you know when I learn of it."

"Did you seek help from the Herbalist Guild?" Elysande asked.

Adam smirked, "Guess?"

The woman flatly replied, "You shouldn't hold out any hopes then. The Herbalist Guild doesn't specialize in intel gathering even though they might have a vast network. It would be better if I-"

Before she could finish what she was about to say, the space beside her rippled and the colors in that small area started to saturate. The reds turned redder, the blues became bluer, and the blacks became blacker.

Seeing such an incredulous scene happening right in the middle of her office, Elysande reached out for her weapon yet again, however, she was stopped by Adam.

"Wait!"

The woman retreated a few steps from where a small portal to an unknown place was slowly being formed. She glanced at Adam and coldly asked, "What is the meaning of this? Who are you summoning?"

Adam didn't reply to her, instead, he glanced at the portal with slight surprise. "Oh? That was quicker than I thought."

As soon as he had reached Saratoga last night after dealing with the assassins, he had written a letter to Elrick, telling him about everything that had taken place.

Since Elrick claimed to be an information-monger, Adam believed that if there was someone who could help him unravel the clues left behind by the assassins, it had to be him.

He raised his right hand and held it in front of him. The following moment, a white owl flew out of the small portal and gracefully landed on his forearm. It glanced at him before pointing at its feet with its beak. novelbuddy.cσ๓

A small, rolled paper was tied to the bird's foot. Adam unfastened the string before taking the paper. Then, it gently patted the owl on the head. "Thanks."

The owl cast one last glance at the youth before diving back inside the portal.

After the portal closed and the space mended itself back, Elysande couldn't help but speak in a slightly surprised voice, "Was that... a spirit messenger?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Adam asked as he unfurled the small piece of paper and started to read

its content.

Spirit messengers were very rare in this world. It was due to the difficulty in raising and training them since these creatures resided in the Spirit World and not the material world.

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Only an organization with a deep background and an enormous amount of resources could afford to raise such messengers.

Elysande couldn't help but think just which organization Adam had the backing of. Is it really the Herbalist's Guild? If it's them...

Her thoughts were brought to a halt when she witnessed Adam's expression darken upon reading the contents of the letter. "What is it?" she asked anxiously.

"It is as I had expected." Adam passed the paper to her. "It really is them."

Elysande grabbed the paper and saw that it contained the complete secret verbal greeting as well as the clandestine organization that it belonged to.

She slowly read it out aloud, "The night is full of shadows; the shadows hide the blood."

And when she saw which organization the greeting belonged to, her hands involuntarily

trembled.

"It can't be...."