Chapter 298 PTSD

Outside the Watchdog Cottage, on the path leading to the morgue, that barely human-shaped pile of charred remains still lay where it was, with several church guardians preparing to move the debris into a wooden box. They temporarily stopped their actions upon seeing the "Gatekeeper" and the cemetery custodian arrive.

Gatekeeper Agatha pointed to the pile of scorched remains, "What you saw yesterday should be this—of course, what remains here is just a shell. The 'visitor' who once occupied this shell has indeed left."

The old custodian approached the remains, bowing his head to observe them for a moment, frowning slightly, "He is…"

"If I'm not mistaken, he was one of the four heretics disguised as clergy last night," Agatha said indifferently, "This shell died from demon symbiosis backfiring."

The old custodian fell silent with a grave look, contemplating something, before suddenly raising his head to speak two minutes later: "That corpse you sent last night…"