Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent

After they left, Samantha changed into a new set of clothes and headed out of the mansion.

On her way down the stairs, she encountered the servants she had befriended.

“Miss Samantha, are you heading to the imperial palace?” One of the maidservants asked with a smile.

Samantha was in a hurry, but she still responded politely. “Yes. I have to go there for an errand. I will be back this evening.”

“I see. Please have a safe trip, Miss Samantha.”

“You guys too.” Samantha excused herself and left.

She didn’t want her whereabouts to be known so she didn’t ride in a carriage. She looked around, making sure that no one was nearby.

After ensuring no one followed her, she released her mana and rushed towards the market area.

Unbeknownst to her, a figure emerged behind a tree and chased after her without a sound.

Samantha was unaware that she was being followed. Her mind was also occupied with other things.

I have to inform the others before it’s too late.

She had overheard Alaric’s subordinates talking about their plan to capture the members of the heretic cult.

When she arrived at the more populated part of the city, Samantha went to a clothing shop to change her attire. She also adjusted her hairstyle so no one would recognize her.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and nodded with a pleased look.

No one should recognize me now.

She paid for the clothes and left the shop. She then headed to another location on foot.

At this moment, a person wearing a straw hat quietly followed her. He maintained a distance between himself and Samantha to make sure that she wouldn’t discover him.

When Samantha would look his way, he would hide behind the crowd and blend in with his surroundings.

She’s more careful this time. Is she meeting the same person?

Caecus thought to himself.

As he followed her, he realized that she wasn’t heading to the flower shop. Samantha was heading to a different location this time.

Soon, Samantha stopped in front of a church. It was a church for the believers of the benevolent god.

Samantha looked to her left and right before she entered the church.

Caecus who was observing this from several meters away found it unusual.

Why would a member of the heretic cult come to the church?

He walked towards a different entrance while keeping his eyes on Samantha.

Inside, he saw her enter a confessional. A moment later, a priest entered the opposite side of the confessional.

Seeing this, Caecus thought about moving closer to eavesdrop on their conversation.

However, just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly sensed an oppressive aura behind him.

He stopped in his tracks, eyebrows furrowed.

“Young man, are you here to confess your sins?” A kind and aged voice drifted into his ears.

Caecus turned around. He couldn’t see with his eyes, but with his unique perception, he ‘saw’ the person who had just spoken.

He saw things differently from others.

Unlike normal people who could only see the outer appearance of things, Caecus could see the color of one’s soul.

A bright, white soul represented a kind person. Whereas a cloudy, dark soul represented a sinful person.

Caecus who was usually calm, revealed a look of surprise when he saw the person’s soul.

His soul…

It was dark, the kind of darkness that would make one’s skin crawl. It was so dark that it almost seemed like the void in space.

“I came here to offer my prayers. Please excuse me.” Caecus bowed to the old priest and walked away.

The old priest stared deeply at him. His lips curved up to form a grin.

A black dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

He was about to do something, but he changed his mind. He unsummoned the dagger and shook his head with a chuckle.

A peak Transcendent came here to confess his sins? How amusing…

…

The investigations on the suspected members of the heretic cult began. Several establishments all over Sorl were forced to close temporarily for allegedly protecting the members of the heretic cult.

The residents were startled by the big joint operation between the imperial guards and the inspection department. Many were afraid, but most were relieved to hear that someone was finally taking action against the cult.

At this moment, Alaric and his subordinates were leading an entrapment operation together with the imperial guards and the inspection department.

They were responsible for handling a bigger case so they brought more people.

Nivis was on her horse, looking at the target location with a baffled expression.

“So the target is a 3-Ringed Beast Soul Master. Why would an expert at that level join a shady cult?” She shook her head, unable to understand the reason for such a choice.

Alaric who was right beside her responded with a sigh. “When you are desperate, you will try to cling to something that gives you hope.”

Nivis looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“The target is a single father who has an ill daughter. He had been searching all over the empire to find a cure for his daughter, but he couldn’t find anything. Even the most renowned doctors and healers couldn’t do anything to save his daughter.”

“The heretic cult invited him to join them, promising him to cure his daughter in exchange for his faith. He didn’t hesitate and agreed to join the cult.”

“So he agreed to join the cult to save his daughter…” Nivis shook her head, her expression unreadable.

She looked at him and asked. “So did they save his daughter?”

Alaric shook his head and replied. “It wasn’t in the report. We might find out once we capture him.”

Suddenly, they heard a commotion inside the establishment. The sounds of blades clashing could be heard.

Hearing this, Alaric jumped off his horse with a frown.

“We should help out.” He said before he rushed towards the building.

Seeing this, Nivis clicked her tongue and reluctantly jumped off her horse to follow him.