Chapter 211
The chief simply bowed and said, his voice stiff with formal deference, "Sir, it is our negligence that damned heretics have infiltrated our peaceful city. I sincerely request you to exorcise this filth and stop them from dirtying our city."
"Don't worry. Just maintain a distance from this area and ensure no one enters within range. I wouldn't want to endanger any civilians here." Oliver's tone was as cold as the night air, his focus already shifting to the task ahead.
His words, though calm, carried an undercurrent of authority that brooked no argument. The chief could sense it—this wasn't a matter of debate. No matter what, he still had to maintain a certain distinct authority as an exorcist.
Oliver nodded and walked past the policeman, entering the playground. The sound of his footsteps was soft, yet each one seemed to echo in the empty space.
