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Chapter 975: Chapter 351: The Useful D-Level Card_3

Fortunately, they combined various deeds and found the name of this exorcist, Exterminator Thirteen, in the nearby City Exorcist Mansion.

Upon hearing this, Exterminator Thirteen denied it on the spot.

He emphasized that he hadn’t done such a thing, nor had he even been to the Territory of the Wood Demon Tribe, and it was impossible to return the money he had won at the mahjong table.

Nevertheless, the merchant insisted that it was Exterminator Thirteen who did the good deed.

Because, according to him, he had the rare chance to witness Exterminator Thirteen himself during that Great Demon extermination event.

In his words, he could recognize Exterminator Thirteen even if he turned to ashes.

Since they all had drinks that night, Exterminator Thirteen thought the man’s words were nonsense or maybe he was hallucinating.

However, after this incident, strange events began to follow one after another.

Exterminator Thirteen began to hear a new rumor about himself every few days.

For instance, when and where he single-handedly wiped out a Wicked Demon’s old nest, or encountered an evil Great Demon and killed it, or how many people he had saved under the jaws of demons, and so on.

It was quite puzzling to hear rumors about oneself, especially when they weren’t true.

The key point was that those rumors today were in the east, and tomorrow they appeared in the west.

Could it be that someone was impersonating him and could also fly?

The crux of the matter was, Exterminator Thirteen could not deny it either.

Because some brave deeds had been recorded with an Image Talisman, and the person inside was indeed Exterminator Thirteen himself.

You could say that appearance might be faked, but weapons and means certainly couldn’t be faked, could they?

Thus, over the years, his reputation gradually began to spread among the people.

At first, Exterminator Thirteen thought about finding and unmasking the person pretending to be him.

After all, whether for good or bad, being impersonated was always unpleasant.

But the other party appeared and disappeared without a trace, and there were people who saw him use the Art of Vanishing into Thin Air.

So Exterminator Thirteen spent a whole year without even catching a glimpse of the guy’s hair.

Then, he had no choice but to accept and even enjoy it.

As some merits were undeniably his, he just couldn’t deny them.

It wasn’t that he would go to the Demon Extermination Residence first to report, take the bounty list, and then go on to complete the mission.

This sort of behavior naturally attributed all the merits to him.

As a result, his score and salary in the Demon Extermination Residence grew higher and higher, leading to job promotions.

Above the top-level demon exorcist, there was the Supreme Exorcist.

Exorcists of this level generally would not take action easily, nor would they be assigned missions by the Demon Extermination Residence.

Unless the mission was too difficult, even the top-level exorcists could not complete it.

Exterminator Thirteen, who received his first Supreme Exorcist mission, regretted it very soon.

Although he had no desire for progress and even concealed some of his strength.

He was not truly at the Supreme Exorcist level, but rather just barely touching the threshold.

As a result, the completion of the first mission was extremely difficult, and he almost lost his life.

Just like this time, his fifth assignment as a Supreme Exorcist. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

To subdue an extremely powerful demon beast.

As soon as he engaged in the fight, Exterminator Thirteen was defeated and fled in panic.

Although this situation was not new to him, every time before he managed to survive the danger, he felt like he was doomed to die.

The endless wilderness seemed as hopeless to him as the road to life that he could not find.

At the moment when he was feeling utterly disheartened, Exterminator Thirteen suddenly heard an eerie sound coming from a distance.

It sounded like someone rapidly and repeatedly rubbing an iron stick against a metal mirror.

It sounded like the sharp laughter of a menacing ghost.

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