Arya slowly picked up the transparent vial, walked to the door of the room, and left a parting remark:

"No, you're not a fool, you're a madman!"

Vil's smile grew even wider, his face lighting up with happiness as he responded:

"Thank you for the compliment, but it seems you've forgotten—you're also a madwoman, wanting to resurrect the dead."

Arya paused, standing still for a moment, her head lowered as she looked at the transparent vial in her hand.

This was the potion Vil had given her, claiming it would incapacitate Finniel Morton without harming her health and would not trigger the protective spiritual treasure on her.

Moreover, the potion was undetectable by Morton Family's guards.

Because the potion only began to work after being exposed to air for a certain amount of time.

Of course, as the daughter of the Morton Family, Finniel Morton wouldn't be without something to protect her safety.

But the conditions for triggering that protection were simple: Finniel Morton had to be in mortal danger.

This time, Vil didn't intend to kill Finniel Morton. If he did, that perverse sorceress of the Morton Family, who had lived for over three hundred years, would undoubtedly spare no effort to kill him.

Once Arya left, Vil looked around the room, now empty except for himself. He sighed softly and muttered:

"Sigh, my strength is still not enough... But once the sacrifice is completed, my control over Delphilis' left eye will improve significantly."

"Then, my strength will increase at a faster rate. Who knows, in a while, I might even try to make a move against Holy City. After all, they're hiding something extraordinary there!"

"Let's take it slow. First, let's get ready to enjoy the show later!"

With that, Vil hummed a tune, picked out a conspicuously bright red formal outfit from the wardrobe, and quickly changed. He walked slowly to the mirror and winked at his reflection, now Duke Morton.

After leaving Vil's room, Arya quietly tucked the vial of transparent liquid into her chest, then walked down the long corridor, entering a room used to store pastries and sweets.

When she came out again, she was carrying a tray with a plate of delicate pastries and two glasses of Dorey City's signature drinks.

Arya made her way back to Finniel Morton's room with the tray, stopping at the door.

Eng, eyeing the items in Arya's hands, spoke up:

"President Arya, you know the rules."

Arya nodded and placed the pastries and drinks from the tray in front of Eng.

Eng immediately took out a few devices used to detect toxins and carefully examined the pastries and drinks. After thorough inspection, he found no abnormalities.

He then knocked on the door to Finniel Morton's room and softly said, "Miss Finniel, Arya has returned."

Once Arya entered the room with the tray of pastries and drinks, Eng closed the door behind her. He looked at the detection equipment in his hand, which showed no signs of anything unusual, and shook his head.

Perhaps, he thought, he was just overthinking things.

But that night, what exactly was the object that shattered the window and entered Miss Finniel Morton's room? Where was it now?

Eng took a deep breath. There wasn't much time left before the banquet officially began. Miss Finniel would soon represent Holy City and give a speech at the event.

He needed to go outside and take a look, see if there was any hidden danger. For now, he would leave it to the three Gold-level Hunter guards to handle things inside.

After making a quick arrangement, Eng headed down to the first floor of the banquet hall.

He began by surveying the entire room. Many of Dorey City's upper-class citizens were already present, dressed in fine clothes and displaying graceful manners. They were holding glasses of wine, gathered in groups of four or five, chatting away.

From time to time, the sound of laughter, light and carefree, would rise from the upper crust of society, accompanied by the cheerful sounds of a harp and a flute, creating a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in the hall.

As Eng walked down the stairs, many people subtly shifted their gaze toward him. Some even approached with their wine glasses, trying to engage him in conversation.

Eng, with a cold expression, kept his gaze fixed on anyone attempting to come near him. His clear intention to keep people at arm's length made Dorey City's upper class, who were eager to befriend him, hesitate and pull back.

At that moment, Eng suddenly noticed something. In a corner of the banquet hall, someone seemed familiar.

Where had he seen them before?

Ah, right—at the gates of Dorey City. This person had gotten into a conflict with Karot and Andrew, the son of City Lord Gavin.

At that time, Eng had subconsciously glanced at him and remembered his face.

He hadn't expected this person to show up at the banquet, but back then, this individual had already made City Lord Gavin very angry, and it seemed his relationship with Andrew wasn't very good.

He shouldn't have been invited. Could it be that...

In a corner of the banquet hall, Ed watched the scar-faced guard slowly walking toward him, feeling a bit helpless. He had been doing his best to hide.

True to the strength of a Gold-level Hunter guard, this person had spotted him with just a few glances.

Ed thought carefully for a moment, and perhaps it was the aura he was giving off that didn't quite fit the atmosphere of the banquet. After all, he had only ever seen such events in movies and games.

But being noticed wasn't a big deal. The other person would probably ignore him. After all, he had appeared in the recording stone that contained key evidence about Reve. As long as they watched that recording stone, they should know who he was.

Just as Ed was thinking this, his brow furrowed suddenly because he saw that the scar-faced guard didn't stop but instead quickly walked straight toward him without hesitation.

When the scar-faced guard reached him, Ed heard him ask in a cold tone:

"Who are you? You don't have an invitation, do you? If you do, please show it."

Ed was momentarily stunned. He looked at the guard's unblinking eyes, and a thought surged through his mind with alarming speed.

The Gold-level Hunter guard beside Finniel Morton didn't recognize him?

And he wanted to check his invitation?

This was not right. It shouldn't be like this.

Could it be that Finniel Morton and Arya hadn't shown these guards the recording stone, but instead conveyed the information verbally?

With that thought, Ed quickly replied:

"My name is Ed, from the Moon Eclipse Demon Hunter Association, where Reve is located."

What the guard said next made Ed's heart race.

He heard the guard respond:

"I know the Moon Eclipse Demon Hunter Association. Who is Reve? I've seen you at the city gate. You made City Lord Gavin very angry, and your relationship with Andrew and Karot isn't good."

"You were a slave once? Where is your invitation?"

Ed immediately realized that the worst-case scenario he had feared had come true.

This guy knew nothing—he didn't know who Reve was, didn't know Ed's name, didn't know anything about Duke Morton!

Something must have gone wrong that night, causing the key evidence they had risked everything to gather to be ineffective, despite the threat of Reve smashing their skulls with his fists.

What happened?

Was it Arya? Reve?

Could it have been Arya?

Ed's mind was racing. He looked at the scar-faced guard in front of him, his face showing impatience.

Without hesitation, Ed whispered:

"That night, in the town, the window glass in Finniel Morton's room was shattered."

Eng froze for a moment, his muscles tensing as he stared at Ed. He knew very well that the events of that night were not something a person like Ed should know.

Unless the events of that night were related to Ed!

In an instant, Eng wanted to take action against Ed. Regardless of the situation, subduing Ed first seemed like the most logical choice.

However, based on Eng's perception, this young man named Ed was quite capable, but he was still just a Silver-level Hunter. There was no way he could escape.

Before taking action, Eng had a few questions he needed answers to.

He looked at Ed and asked, "How do you know about that night's events?"

"Were you involved? What was the object that broke the window glass? And why are you telling me all this... Could it be...?"

Before he could finish his questions, Ed quickly responded:

"There's no time to explain much. The object that broke the glass was a recording stone. It recorded someone's plan to sacrifice five Gold-level Hunters and all of Dorey City's residents!"

"Duke Morton has been parasitized by a monster! He is now a monster!"

Eng's expression immediately became strange. He thought to himself, "Is this person crazy?"

No one would believe such a statement if it were casually spoken to them; it sounded like a dream.

Just as Eng was preparing to subdue Ed, Ed suddenly said:

"Arya is the problem! If you don't know, that recording stone must have been hidden by her!"

Eng froze. His mind flashed back to the doubts he had previously harbored about Arya.

At that moment, the music in the banquet hall stopped, and the upper-class citizens of Dorey City ceased their conversations.

Everyone knew the banquet was about to officially begin, and the most important figures were about to appear!

Under the watchful eyes of all, City Lord Gavin of Dorey City slowly descended the stairs, with Duke Morton smiling behind him, dressed in red formal attire.

Behind them were Finniel Morton and Arya.

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