Before Mark and the others could react, Os transformed into a black mist, passing through the Police and rushing towards the staircase.
Merlin raised his hand and grabbed a Shadow from the black mist that passed him, but the black mist did not dissipate and continued to rush up the stairs.
Calcifer's voice echoed in Merlin's mind, "Hurry and chase him! It will be very troublesome if the Nightmare escapes."
Merlin did not hesitate, directly chasing the black mist out of the storage room.
Before the Police could react, another Shadow jumped down from the corner of the room, quickly passed through the crowd, and also ran away with them.
For a moment, only the secret Police were left in the entire storage room.
Some of the secret Police's legs went weak, and they collapsed directly onto the ground, gasping for air, looking as if they had just survived a catastrophe.
Mark's body also relaxed slightly.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked at his colleagues lying on the ground.
Their bodies were already stained red with blood, but they were still breathing; the flintlock's power was not great.
He quickly shouted to the Police around him.
"Quick! Stop their bleeding! Send them to the hospital!"
The surrounding Police reacted and immediately began to frantically stop the bleeding and treat the wounds of their colleagues.
The Policeman, who was about the same age as Mark, approached him and whispered.
"Mark, given the current situation, how should we explain this to our superiors?"
Mark frowned and thought for a moment, looking at the mess around him, and recalling everything that had just happened, he sighed.
"Let's report it truthfully. Everything that has happened now has gone beyond what we can handle."
In this era, natural science was not yet so developed, and there were almost no materialists.
Many mysterious legends still existed, although most were exaggerated rumors after artistic embellishment.
However, these Police were still very accepting of such supernatural events.
The Policeman said gravely, "What exactly was that thing, and who was that man who suddenly appeared? Even such a terrifying thing was afraid of him."
Mark was silent for a moment and said, "We can only hope that some people at the top know the truth."
The man nodded.
For Mark and these lower-level Police, they were well aware that many terrifying and important secrets were buried in the hearts of those at the top who controlled most of Britannia's power and wealth.
They were not surprised that these people knew the truth of tonight's supernatural event.
However, it was clear that magic had been disconnected from this World for too long.
Even if the power of destiny brought it back to this World, it was unlikely that those unrelated to destiny would have had contact with the mysterious.
"How is the situation? Has Marquis Os been found?"
With a Marquis missing and his life unknown, such a big event occurred, and the other nobles naturally could not continue to attend the banquet.
Alicia also returned to her private chambers in the palace.
It seemed that because her eyes could not see, the room was very simple and had many blind-friendly designs.
She sat by the window, questioning the maid who had just finished gathering information.
Just now, the Director of the Secret Investigation Office in Queens was reporting the case to the Minister of Internal Affairs, and she happened to be nearby.
The maid pondered for a moment, seemingly organizing her words, then she said, "According to Director Hargus, after Marquis Os disappeared, he began to organize his Police to seal off the entire imperial capital and conducted house-to-house searches."
"Finally, they found traces of Marquis Os about six hundred meters from the crime scene, but when they arrived, Marquis Os was already dead, his chest pierced by a sharp object, and the murderer was nowhere to be found."
Alicia nodded with a solemn expression.
Originally, this was just an ordinary murder case, except that the identity of the deceased was special.
However, as the maid continued to narrate, the situation began to go awry.
"When the secret Police were preparing to continue a full-scale search for the murderer, Marquis Os resurrected right under their noses."
Alicia frowned, "Resurrected?"
The maid nodded, with obvious fear in her eyes, "According to the eyewitness, Mark Inspector, it was more like being possessed by an evil spirit."
"He said that the thing was more evil and terrifying than any heinous criminal they had ever seen, and it also possessed evil magic."
"All the secret Police lost control of their bodies the moment they looked into his eyes, and were manipulated by him like marionettes."
"He manipulated them to point their guns at their own comrades, wanting them to kill each other."
"What happened next?" Alicia asked eagerly, "What happened to those secret investigators?"
"Then a You-Know-Who appeared," the maid said.
"You-Know-Who?"
For some reason, Alicia thought of the fellow who had appeared at the banquet, the prime suspect in the kidnapping of Marquis Os.
"What did he look like?" Alicia asked.
The maid recalled and said, "Black hair and black eyes, wearing a long black robe, but the specific details are not very clear."
It was similar to what the people at the banquet described, Alicia thought.
Although black hair and black eyes were not unique in the imperial capital, she was now 100% certain it was that person.
The maid's narration continued: "That evil spirit seemed particularly afraid of that You-Know-Who.
After seeing him, he roared, 'How could you possibly come to the human World?' and then fled."
"How could he possibly come to the human World?" Alicia's brows furrowed slightly, "What does that mean? He's not from the human World?"
"I don't know, but according to Mark Inspector's guess, it should be a more powerful and terrifying existence than that evil spirit."
Alicia fell into thought, then she said, "Is this You-Know-Who good or bad?"
"I don't know," the maid shook her head and said, "But according to Mark Inspector, it can be confirmed that the You-Know-Who and the evil spirit are probably not together."
"According to his speculation, the reason the mastermind kidnapped Marquis Os was perhaps to allow that evil spirit to possess Marquis Os's body and operate in the upper echelons of Britannia as Marquis Os."
"If all those who witnessed this were silenced at that time, then their plan would almost certainly have succeeded."
"But the appearance of the You-Know-Who saved all the secret investigators present at that time, and this conspiracy was naturally broken."
Alicia fell silent.
She recalled what the man had said at the ball about returning a favor.
At the time, she thought he was just saying it casually.
But now that she thought about it...
He might not have appeared there by chance, and he might not have been the one who kidnapped Marquis Os.
He had known about this conspiracy all along and was waiting there to destroy it.
But why did he do all this?
With the power he possessed, those two thugs could not possibly pose a threat to him, so there was no such thing as a favor.
Or... was the reason he appeared there at that time to deliberately approach her?
Was his goal me?
Alicia gently pursed her lips, pushing the increasingly jumbled thoughts in her mind aside, and continued to ask.
"How did the Minister of Internal Affairs handle it?"
"He initially didn't believe the report and cursed Director Hargus, but there are now four secret investigators lying in the hospital, and these cannot be fake."
"Then, he went to the church to invite Bishop Bach, and they are still talking."
"It's not surprising, these supernatural things always involve the church, but can they really solve such things?" Alicia murmured softly.
"Probably... yes?" the maid said somewhat uncertainly.
The history of the church was much longer than that of Britannia, and its status in the hearts of the people of Britannia was also extraordinary.
"Even the greatest works of art will eventually be dulled by time, and so will traditions.
Although the church of Britannia still believes in the Supreme Lord, it cannot be said to be orthodox."
Alicia said calmly, she pondered for a moment, and continued.
"Lies woven under a sacred banner are also exceptionally easy to believe."
The maid tilted her head in confusion, she somewhat did not understand the meaning of the Princess.
"If the church can't handle it, then we can only rely on the Wizard."
Suddenly, the maid seemed to remember something and looked up, saying, "Speaking of which, have you heard that rumor?"