Herag picked up the wood-carved rose and gazed at it in his hand.

The rose was intricately carved, showcasing the carver's exquisite craftsmanship. It was almost a work of art.

If it weren't for the purple worm writhing inside, this wood-carved rose would indeed be a fine piece of craftsmanship.

From the first moment Herag saw Muse, he knew he was an Abyssal Cultist.

The strong scent of the Abyssal Plane on Muse was too obvious in Herag's eyes.

But he couldn't say anything, as he couldn't accuse Muse of being an Abyssal Cultist without evidence.

Herag then remembered someone gave Max's wood carving to Amisha, yet Amisha didn't become an Abyssal Cultist, while the servant in her home did.

He quickly speculated that the servant might have stolen Amisha's birthday gift and became tempted by the demon in the carving, turning into an Abyssal Cultist.

When Herag thought this, he didn't show any abnormality. After checking the birthday gift and finding no wood carving, he had basically determined what had transpired.

In the following inquiry of Muse, Herag could tell from Muse's breathing, heartbeat, and eyes that he was lying; it was almost certain.

Now, having found this wood-carved rose in Muse's room, there was solid evidence proving Muse was indeed an Abyssal Cultist.

Holding the wood-carved rose, Herag turned and asked, "Muse, how do you explain this wood-carved rose?"

Muse looked at the rose, his breathing becoming rapid, stammering, "I... I also don't... don't know, maybe it... it was left by someone from before; it's not related to me."

"Miss, please step back." Blanc immediately positioned himself in front of Amisha to prevent Muse from harming her in desperation.

Even though Amisha was an Official Wizard and Muse was just an ordinary man.

Still, it was Blanc's instinctive action. After confirming Muse had issues, his first thought was to protect his young lady's safety.

"Muse! I didn't expect you to dare touch my things!" Amisha scolded angrily.

"No... I... I didn't..." Muse was utterly flustered now.

His mind felt like it had been hammered, utterly blank.

Muse knew exactly what was happening. Last year he secretly stole two of Amisha's birthday gifts, intending to sell them in the black market for some money.

He didn't dare take much, only two small gift boxes.

He didn't dare take the big boxes, as it would be too obvious and hard to sneak away.

The wood-carved rose was packed in a slender little box that Muse slipped into his clothes and stole without anyone noticing.

Muse had done this kind of thing before, knowing the young lady wouldn't care about the gifts in the storeroom, even if someone took some away.

But unexpectedly, he was discovered this time.

When Blanc called him to the storeroom, Muse didn't realize the seriousness, thinking he was just to fetch something.

But upon hearing it was about last year's birthday gifts, Muse felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

He still had a sliver of hope, thinking it might not necessarily be about finding the two items he stole.

But when Herag used his Magic Sense and mentioned the word wood carving.

It was like the sky had fallen, hearing the man specifically sought the wood carving; it must be about investigating the Abyssal Cultist issue.

Muse knew one could communicate with a great entity from the Abyssal Plane through that wood carving and acquire some power from it.

He also understood that those individuals were called Abyssal Cultists, and once discovered, there was only a dead end.

Muse constantly prayed in his heart for the great Gods to protect him, to get him through this peril.

Until Herag broke the wooden board under the wardrobe and took out the wood-carved rose, Muse's hope was thoroughly extinguished.

It was all over.

Muse's mind was blank, and he took quite a while to come back to his senses.

When he did, he found Blanc looking at him vigilantly, while Amisha stood behind Blanc with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.

Across from him, a young man named Herag held the rose, smiling at him.

Run!

Seeing this scene, the first thing that came to Muse's mind was to run.

If he didn't run, he would die; being caught meant death.

Muse had this single thought, not considering how an ordinary man could escape a wizard.

The moment he turned, he felt his whole body stiffen and unable to move.

"Dark Imprisonment." Herag gathered magic power in his hand, directly binding the fleeing Muse.

He was quite pleased now, didn't expect to capture an Abyssal Cultist in the Morri Family; this meant Contribution Points.

Herag took out a test tube, broke the wood-carved rose in half, used tweezers to extract the purple worm inside, placing it into the test tube.

This demon was irrefutable evidence and also Contribution Points.

Amisha, seeing the purple worm, turned pale and involuntarily stepped back.

She felt a sense of relief, thankful she hadn't opened that gift box.

Who would have thought such a beautifully crafted rose could hide such a frightening worm within?

The very thought still sent shivers down Amisha's spine.

Herag placed the test tube into the Space Ring, took out a talisman stone, and sent a message to Pries: "I found a servant likely to be an Abyssal Cultist while investigating the Morri Family. Inside a wood-carved rose, I found a Demon Worm."

Pries quickly replied: "Good! Bring back the person and the items. I'm too busy to come personally right now. How powerful is this person, can you handle it?"

If the opponent was too strong, Pries would send reinforcements.

If Herag could handle it himself, it would save some manpower.

"Just an ordinary person, no problem, I'll come back right away." Herag replied.

"Alright, be careful on the way." Pries advised.

Herag put down the talisman stone and said to Blanc: "Miss Amisha, Mr. Blanc, I now suspect this Muse of being an Abyssal Cultist, so I need to take him to City Hall for questioning."

Since he was from the Morri Family, he felt it was necessary to inform them.

Of course, it was just a notification, not a request for permission.

Blanc nodded: "Understood, I'll drive you there immediately."

Dealing with an Abyssal Cultist, Blanc dared not delay, nor could he hinder.

The emergence of an Abyssal Cultist in the Morri Family would lead to exhaustive internal investigations.

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