Franz pondered, thinking about the way to investigate Herag's background.

In half a month, Herag, with his strong constitution and Reese's meticulous care, had almost fully recovered from his injuries.

During this period, he stayed indoors, using various drugs to accelerate the healing process.

Herag was well aware that since the Abyssal Cultists had targeted him, they would not stop so easily.

There would definitely be trouble later, so he needed to recover quickly to deal with any potential problems.

During this time, Herag noticed that occasionally some strangers passed by his house.

They seemed to just be passing by, but Herag keenly noticed that they were actually observing his courtyard, likely checking on him.

Herag didn't need to think to know that it must be the Abyssal Cultists probing his situation.

After his injuries were mostly healed, he occasionally appeared in the courtyard, making everything seem normal.

The purpose was to let the enemy know that he was fine.

He couldn't expose the fact that he was injured or show his wounds to the enemy.

If the Abyssal Cultists knew he was injured, they could directly deduce that he had fought with Brown and thus gain some information.

But now Herag acted as if nothing had happened, making the Abyssal Cultists uncertain.

They couldn't ascertain the exact course of events.

During this time, Herag also contemplated how he had come under the Abyssal Cultists' watch.

Logically speaking, though he had been involved in the Abyssal Cultists' incidents several times before,

it shouldn't have led to him being directly ambushed.

He wasn't aware that Brown's visit was mainly to experiment with the effects of the Holy Artifact.

During this time, Herag coincidentally had no disturbances and had attended most of the events before the incident, making it suitable.

One day he was basking in the sun in the courtyard, while Reese peeled grapes for him.

While Herag was enjoying himself, the Talisman Stone lit up.

He glanced at it and saw a message from Goodwin: "Herag, there's a task specifically requesting you to complete. It's not a simple task, but the rewards are substantial, with contribution points. Are you interested in discussing it?"

"It's actually President Goodwin…"

Herag couldn't believe that it was Goodwin, the president of the Witch Array Master Association, who sent him a message.

"What task specifically requires me?"

Herag was a bit puzzled, but since there were contribution point rewards, it must be related to the official affairs of Serlandir.

A task from the Serlandir officials shouldn't be a problem.

He was also curious about what kind of task it was.

"Alright, when?" Herag replied.

"Tomorrow afternoon, here at the Witch Array Master Association," Goodwin said.

Upon seeing this location, Herag was even more convinced that it must be something to do with Serlandir's officials.

...

In the afternoon, Herag got off the carriage, shielding his eyes from the glaring sunlight, and looked at the building of the Witch Array Master Association ahead.

Since he was injured last time, this was the first time he had gone out.

The Witch Array Master Association was still as sparse as ever, unlike the Magic Pharmacist Association, which had heavy traffic.

As soon as Herag entered the lobby, a female staff member saw him and immediately walked over: "Mr. Herag, the president is waiting for you upstairs."

Herag nodded, allowing the staff member to lead the way.

He glanced at the name tag on the staff member's chest, which read Heini.

Heini walked ahead, her hips swaying, leading Herag forward, passing through the area where Herag had previously participated in the assessment.

Then they passed through a long corridor, at the end of which was a spiraling staircase.

This place was even more tranquil, resembling a private residence.

Heini's high heels clicked crisply on the wooden staircase.

Herag followed behind, catching a whiff of a lingering fragrance in the air.

After ascending the staircase, a right turn led to Goodwin's office.

"Here you are." Goodwin looked over, smiling as he spoke upon hearing the sound.

Herag said, "President Goodwin, good afternoon."

After bringing him in, Heini left, closing the door behind her, with the sound of her high heels fading away.

Inside the room, there were two other individuals; one was an elderly man who looked very senior, and another seemed to be a younger relative of the old man, standing by as a guard.

"Herag, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Franz, the most significant manager of the Mozambique Slums. He's here to ask you for help with an important matter," Goodwin introduced.

Herag turned to look at Franz, his expression unchanged, and smiled, "What exactly is the matter?"

Although he appeared normal on the surface, internally, he was quite stirred.

It was only because he controlled his expression well that he didn't reveal any anomalies.

From this old man named Franz, Herag sensed an extremely strong Abyss Plane aura.

If not for being in the Wizard Plane now, Herag would have thought he saw a demon from the Abyss Plane.

In Herag's eyes, this old man Franz, apart from having a humanoid appearance, had nothing to do with being human and was entirely like a demon from the Abyss Plane.

Apart from Franz, the young man behind him was the same.

The young man also had an Abyss Plane aura, albeit not as strong as Franz, but stronger than that of an ordinary Abyssal Cultist.

Their overwhelming Abyss Plane aura could only mean that they were almost constantly in contact with entities or things from the Abyss Plane.

Furthermore, they definitely bore the power of the Abyss Plane within them, making them significant figures among the Abyssal Cultists.

Herag quickly connected these two with the previous assault incident, suspecting that his attack was inevitably linked to these individuals.

At this timely moment, they came to see me, even specifically requesting me for some mission—the target must be me.

Herag was quite puzzled about why Franz, such an established Abyssal Cultist, could still interact jovially with official figures like Goodwin.

From the current situation, it appeared that Franz had some extent of fame and prestige in Silver Moon City, enough to garner a personal meeting with Goodwin.

Herag knew that the Abyssal Cultists wouldn't just let it slide and was prepared for encountering troubles again.

But he never expected that the opponent would meet him in such an open manner through Goodwin.

At this point, Herag was somewhat confused about what this Franz really intended.

"Here's the situation: Mr. Franz was personally funding to set up some witch arrays for the slums, so he contacted the Serlandir officials. Afterward, he heard that you have profound knowledge in witch arrays, so he wanted to commission your help," Goodwin explained.

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