My incarnation is becoming a global calamity.

Chapter 27 No. 001 Beller Lane

Bot frowned even more as he looked at Rhys, whose face was calm.

Does this guy in front of me even know where I am right now?

Not only did they refuse to honestly reveal the whereabouts of the magical artifacts, but they also dared to make demands.

I don't know who gave me the courage.

This was the first time he had ever encountered such a scene in all the years he had interrogated people.

While inwardly complaining, he was also secretly wondering what gave this guy the confidence to say those words.

He absolutely wouldn't believe this guy if he said he had no confidence.

If they didn't have the confidence, how could they dare to say such things?

That person is either mentally unstable or courting death.

Judging from his pale yet calm face, Bot was clearly more inclined to believe the second possibility.

"Tell me your conditions. If they're reasonable, I might consider it."

After a brief moment of thought, he decided to listen to what conditions Rhys would propose first.

If the conditions aren't too unreasonable, he can agree to them.

After all, the Purification Crown is now practically tied to his life.

If he still can't find it within three days given by the king, his life will definitely be in danger.

Having served in the Royal Scouts for so many years, I've witnessed countless heart-wrenching separations and deaths.

But it was these repeated separations and near-death experiences that made him realize even more the preciousness of life.

As time went on, he came to cherish his life more and more.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's now a coward who's afraid of death.

Now that we finally see a glimmer of hope to survive, we certainly won't give up so easily.

However, if he cannot accept Rhys's conditions, he can only report to the king and let him make a decision.

That way, he can take on less responsibility and might even have a chance to survive.

"The request is simple: exchange it for the fan that Ke You brought out from the Holy Land."

Seeing the constantly shifting look in Bot's eyes, Rhys knew that the deal was most likely done.

Only by obtaining that fan can we achieve further cooperation with the church.

Even though he is an ordinary person, he can still gain the church's private approval.

If they don't even acknowledge their ordinary identities in private, their lives are absolutely ruined.

Just like those who had caused trouble in the city before, they died on the spot.

Therefore, for Rhys, that fan was a prerequisite for survival.

As Bot looked at Rhys, whose expression remained calm, his mind raced with thoughts.

To be honest, his original plan was to hand over the fan when he reported to the king in the afternoon.

That way, the king might be in a better mood, and I wouldn't have to endure the king's unpredictable temper.

However, the sickly boy in front of him demanded the fan as a condition.

This is a bit difficult...

While Bot was pondering, his gaze would always drift towards Rhys, intentionally or unintentionally.

Rhys naturally noticed this action and knew about his inner hesitation.

He wasn't actually that anxious about this situation.

Through Bot's previous subtle actions, he also knew the importance of the Purifying Crown.

If I'm not mistaken, this purifying crown should be related to Bot's life.

This was also the main reason why he was certain that Bot would agree to his terms.

Time passed quietly, and the two remained silent in the interrogation room.

Bot kept scrutinizing Rhys, trying to glean something from his calm expression.

Rhys remained silent as the other person scrutinized him, but the composure in his eyes was unmistakable.

After an unknown amount of time, Bote finally made a decision.

However, just as he was about to speak, a strange feeling welled up inside him.

This strange feeling rose from the depths of his heart without warning, and then left at an extremely fast speed.

He didn't even have a chance to grasp this strange feeling.

"Hallucination?"

Bot muttered to himself, glancing at Rhys without making a sound.

I happened to see him frown for a fleeting moment, and I became even more convinced that the feeling I had just experienced was not an illusion.

But when he tried to think more deeply, it was as if someone was gripping his head tightly, not giving him any chance to think.

But as soon as he stops thinking, everything becomes perfectly natural, as if nothing has happened.

After a brief struggle, he had already forgotten what he had just been thinking.

His gaze returned to Rhys, and he lowered his voice, speaking slowly and in an extremely serious tone:

"I can agree to your conditions. I can give you the fan, but you must first tell me the location of the crown."

Rhys pondered for a moment, then nodded calmly.

"Sure, I'll tell you the location once I get the fan."

Bot gave Rhys a long look, as if trying to see if he was lying.

But from his calm yet pale face, one could not discern the answer he sought.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a fan from his waist and gently placed it on the interrogation table.

After he confiscated the fan from Su Tu, he kept it hidden on his person.

This prevents loss and allows him to use it immediately in case of an accident.

However, after bringing Rhys and Su Tu into the camp, he didn't have a moment to put down his fan.

This also meant that after leaving the holy land, he kept the fan clipped to his belt and covered it with his clothes.

Giving this fan to Rhys now will save us the time of going out of our way to get it.

Rhys glanced at the fan on the table and reached out to take it.

However, before his outstretched hand could even touch the fan, it was pulled back by Bote.

"Don't rush, tell me your location first."

At this moment, Bote's voice also became calm.

It seems that he has now completely seized the initiative in the negotiations.

Rhys glanced at Bot, a hint of mockery flashing deep in her eyes.

He concealed this hint of sarcasm so well that it would never be noticed by Bot.

"The location is my home, which is 001 Beller Lane in the slums."

Rhys spoke very clearly, and the entire interrogation room could easily hear him.

Even the doorway could hear it clearly.

Bote silently noted it down and nodded slightly.

"Alright, I'll send someone to search for it right away. Once the crown is found, I will definitely give you this fan."

Hearing his very certain words, Rhys didn't care at all.

As a heritage dealer, he naturally understands people's hearts best and knows what they might be thinking at this moment.

It doesn't matter, all he needs to know is that the fan is now in Bot's hands.

"Okay, I hope you'll keep your promise."

He spoke calmly, seemingly without doubting Bot's words.

But only he himself knows what he is thinking.

Bote was also extremely puzzled by this.

This guy can actually trust his enemies completely; it just goes to show he's still too inexperienced.

"In that case, I'll go and arrange the manpower right away."

As he spoke, he placed the fan back on his waist and tucked it into his belt.

After he finished speaking, and with his fan already clipped back on, he simply turned around and left the interrogation room.

Walking down the corridor to the interrogation room, Bote still felt puzzled, but he didn't pay much attention to anything.

This is the Royal Scouts' base; it would be a huge joke if anything unexpected happened here.

As he walked away into the distance, the smile on his face gradually deepened.

"Is it at 001 Beller Lane?"

Outside the interrogation room of Rhys, Su Tu leaned against the wall, muttering to himself as he watched Bot's figure.

Soon, he headed in the opposite direction from Bot, intending to go and see the place Rhys had mentioned.

Let's see what's really going on with this much-discussed Purification Crown.