"Dadada..."

The sound of crisp but rapid footsteps rang in the corridors of this magnificent church.

Yilumi is hidden under the eaves above the corridor, with legs supporting the corners of the wall so that it will not fall.

“Hu~Hu~”

A sixty-year-old man in a precious suit was running in the spacious corridor, breathing rapidly and looking back from time to time.

It seemed as if something was chasing him behind him.

"This person should be someone from the Presbyterian Church."

Yilumi judged his status on Meteor Street based on his clothes.

Most ordinary people on Meteor Street wear inferior robes, white or black.

Only people with high status and enough money can wear expensive suits, just like a successful person.

In fact, he is indeed a successful person and has considerable power.

Dusana, who claims to be fifty years old, may be over sixty years old.

He is one of the elders of Meteor Street. His duty is to collect various external information for Meteor Street, and he has many intelligence personnel under his command.

It is said to be an intelligence officer, but most of them are just wanderers in the eyes of outsiders.

"Dadada..."

Dusana ran and turned around, passed through the spacious corridor, passed the magnificent church hall, left the hall from the side door, and entered the interior of the church.

From here, it was pitch black.

"What is this old man afraid of?"

Yilumi followed him, her body hiding in the darkness.

I originally planned to knock him out and take him away and let him help him find Spirou's whereabouts.

But seeing the old man in panic and fleeing, Yilumi became interested in his heart. He wanted to see what the old man was running for.

“Ha~ha~”

Dusana gasped, looking back from time to time, staggering.

Yi Lumi could see that he could not run, but he was still trying to escape.

This is another corridor behind the church, without lights and is pitch black.

The moonlight poured in like a waterfall, illuminating the many exquisite oil paintings on the walls and bringing a hint of strangeness to the silent corridor.

"Ka...da..."

At this time, a rhythmic sound of footsteps came from the other side of the corridor, and a figure slowly walked towards him with a long shadow, unable to see his face clearly.

Dusana looked back, frightened to death, and ran forward more quickly with his staggering steps.

Yilumi was hidden in the darkness and looked at this scene with interest.

A figure wearing a black robe and a hooded head slowly walked towards Dusana.

He was slow, but his speed was just enough to hang behind Dusana, like a cat catching a mouse, just to tease him.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Dusana urged himself in his mouth, turned left at the corner of the corridor, and stood in front of the wall with an oil painting "Smiling Mother and Tearing Baby".

"Uh uh ~"

Dusana put his hands on the frames on both sides of the painting, and made a strong sound from his throat, and took the painting off the wall with great difficulty.

“Dusana ~”

A hoarse voice mixed with crazy sounded.

Dusana was so scared that his whole body trembled, his hands loosened, and the painting fell to the ground.

"You can't kill me!"

Dusana roared, and in panic, he pressed a mechanism on the wall with his left hand.

With a "boom", an iron door descended from the eaves of the corridor, blocking the black shadow outside.

"Shit..."

However, the black-robed figure raised his right arm and waved it quickly.

"Kaku..."

After a while, the steel bars on the iron door broke one by one and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Dusana was so scared that he stepped back, stepped on the oil painting that was overturned to the ground, and sat on the oil painting on the ground with a "bang".

"Give me the thing back~!"

The man in black robe held a slender black whip in his hand and slowly stepped towards Dusana.

"You took something that doesn't belong to you, Dusana~"

Dusana was so scared that his feet were weak, his head was sweating coldly, and his hands kept retreating.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about?"

"I've got everything...I deserve it."

"Ka...da..."

The figure in the black robe gradually approached Dusana, and a hoarse voice echoed in the corridor.

"You would rather die... than give up on the pile of stench and decay~"

"No...please..."

Dusana turned over and crawled backwards, like a lizard, and his eyes were filled with fear when he looked at the man in black.

"You are seeking death ~"

The man in black robe stopped behind Dusana who was crawling, lifted his hood, revealing a hairstyle that looked like a hedgehog.

It was Spirot, who raised his right arm and his slender whip slowly shaking on the ground.

"Slow down..."

Dusana suddenly turned around and raised his right hand to surrender.

"Lord, forgive me."

Dusana closed his eyes and prayed, suppressed his fear and got up, pressed hard on the wall, and a square area was instantly concave.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a trembling sound, the wall in front of the two people actually cracked a gap and slowly turned.

After the secret door was completely opened, a narrow passage was exposed inside, and candles were lit in the passage, and the lights were dim.

"What you want is here."

Dusana looked at Spirou and said in a trembling voice. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he walked into the secret passage with a staggering pace.

The slender black whip in Spirou's hand disappeared, followed him and entered the secret passage.

"lead the way."

After the two entered the secret passage, Spirou urged.

Dusana pressed hard on the wall next to him, and then stopped caring about the secret door. The two walked towards the end of the passage.

"Boom..."

The secret door slowly rotates, when it is about to close.

"Swish!"

In an instant, a black shadow flashed into it.

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"Balaona, an ancient kingdom a thousand years ago."

Dusana was walking in the passage with Spirot, and Dusana's trembling voice rang out in the passage.

"In legend, the king of Baraona, Baraona VII, received a secret treasure contributed by a seclusion man."

"This secret treasure can realize the user's wishes and let the user get what they dream of."

"After Baraona VII knew the ability of this secret treasure, he immediately ordered people to kill the hidden man who contributed the secret treasure."

"Baraona VII obtained the secret treasure, and in the following seven years the country's national power rose sharply and expanded wildly."

"But on the first day of the eighth year, the capital of the Kingdom of Balaona, [San Manzanillo] became a dead city overnight."

"The Kingdom of Balaona, which is at its peak, has been divided up by the surrounding countries and has been destroyed in the long river of history."

Spirou looked at Dusana, grinning and hoarsely as he looked at him.

"What are you doing when you tell me these inexplicable things ~?"

Dusana stopped talking, took Spirou to an iron gate, took out a key and opened it with a "click".

"The secret treasure that Baraona VII obtained..."

Dusana seemed to calm down a lot. He stood in front of the iron gate, looked at Spirou, and said in a deep voice.

"It is what your ancestors have passed down, and it is what you want now [Greed's Face]."

"The mask of greed."
Chapter completed!