"No need to call for help, I'm here."
A familiar voice appeared in Joe Butron's ears. It was someone he hadn't seen for many years.
"Teacher! Why are you here?"
Joe Butran said in surprise as he looked at Arnold leaning against the door.
Arnold looked a little older than Jobtran remembered, but still in good spirits.
Arnold was holding a cane in his hand because his left leg was injured during an exorcism and he was now unable to move.
Arnold Lentz quit the Wildcat Society after Annalise's exorcism, but joined the Bureau of Mystery Investigations by chance.
In the Investigation Bureau, he gained a new understanding of the composition of the world. More knowledge made Arnold realize that there is not only holy light in the world, but also other beliefs and evil gods.
This alternative and secret knowledge made Arnold determined to explore more truths.
He used the resources of the Bureau to customize a cane and learned more spells in the Bureau's database that could maintain peace in the world.
Those are powerful systems that do not conflict with the Holy Light.
When Jobtran first became Arnold's apprentice, Jobtran and Tristigny were just two teenagers. Unexpectedly, that mission would take so many years to complete, and Jobtran is now an outstanding investigator in his thirties.
"What? You don't welcome me?" Arnold joked with Jobtran.
"How dare I? My master feels much more at ease with you around." Jobtran bowed, and Tristigne, who was standing behind Jobtran, also bowed.
Arnold is one of the most senior investigators in the FBI, and even one of them who has seen the true face of the FBI director.
Compared to Arnold's tiger-level status, Joe Butron is only a wolf-level investigator.
The status level of investigators under the Investigation Bureau is assessed based on a comprehensive calculation of their strength, the difficulty of completing tasks, and the number of tasks completed.
The order of levels from bottom to top is dog, wolf, snake, eagle, and tiger. There may be dragon-level investigators according to word of mouth among investigators, but no one knows how many dragon-level investigators there are or what they really look like.
The beautiful witch Selina who previously received Joe Butran into the underground of the Investigation Bureau is also a tiger-level investigator.
Such hierarchical classification will give them different resource allocation permissions and open more books for them to consult, so higher-level investigators will know more secrets, but at the same time they will need to bear more responsibilities and obligations.
For investigators, rights and obligations are equal; as long as you are willing to participate in and solve high-level tasks, there will naturally be opportunities for promotion.
It's like a system in a mercenary guild, where every time you become a higher level person, you will enjoy more freedom and benefits.
Whether you get promotion and challenges depends on personal choice, just like the beautiful witch Selina chose to stay in the Umr city headquarters for personal reasons.
Arnold's arrival boosted the confidence of the members of Team Six. They were no longer timid and cowardly, and all that was left was the desire to show off their skills in front of their seniors.
"I was just here to visit a good friend, but I guess I'm already too late. Never mind, I'll just go with you."
Arnold said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
In fact, Arnold came to see Father Mark, but he could feel the filthy atmosphere here from a distance.
The filth that could make the soul tremble was as glaring to Arnold as a drop of ink on white paper.
With the intention of saying goodbye to his old friend, Arnold came to Minster Church, but found that his disciple Jobtran seemed to be dealing with the problems there, so he decided that he would stay by his disciple's side this time so that he could hone his skills.
"Let's go. Why are you still standing there?" Arnold walked towards the main hall, leaning on his crutches, and shouted loudly.
"I understand, Master. Boys, let's go." Jobtran responded.
Upon hearing this, Virus took Pippi back to the queue.
"As long as there are Tiger-level investigators here, it must be safe." Varus thought to himself.
Since Arnold was there, Joe Butran naturally gave up the position of leader, but Arnold shook his head and said,
"Eagle cubs also need to spread their own wings before they can soar into the sky."
Jobtran understood the meaning of his mentor's words and adjusted his mindset.
He understood that this time Arnold would only be on the sidelines instead of being the main force, so he led the team to explore inside again.
When he reached the fork in the inner hall, Jobtran observed the terrain and made a quick judgment.
Although there was no carpet on the floor of the inner hall, it was impossible to observe Eisen's exact location, but a little thought would reveal that since Eisen was in a wheelchair, there was no need for him to explore up the stairs.
Looking at the dark corridor, Jobtran stood at the entrance of the corridor. He half-knelt on the ground, touched the ground, and squinted his eyes to look into the darkness.
He took out a tinder from his bosom, opened the seal and blew a short, forceful breath into it.
He broke off a dry branch from the side, lit it with a tinder, and threw it into the corridor.
The crude torch tumbled down the slope, illuminating the scene along the way.
There were several pairs of eyes in the darkness that glowed red due to the reflection of the torch, but they quickly left.
The torch stopped rolling after it hit the wall at the end, but it was still burning with a faint flame.
Jobtran saw a bloodstain on the floor of the corridor. Although it was not obvious, it was a clue that could not be ignored.
"Get the torches ready, and let's go down," said Jobtran.
The team members collected some dry branches, took out oily cloth strips from their backpacks and tied them to the branches. They lightly used a tinder to light the oil cloth and ignited it.
The oilcloth is stained with pine oil extracted from pine needles. This oil is relatively flame resistant during the ignition process and is one of the essential tools for outdoor adventures.
At this time, the team members walked into the corridor in a row of three.
The two men on the left and right held guns, while the man in the middle held a torch high, thus illuminating the dark corridor.
Their guns were loaded, ready to shoot the human-faced rats that attacked from the darkness.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, Jobtran raised his hand.
He heard some noises, like the sharp sound of metal rubbing against glass, or the eerie sound of someone grinding their teeth outside the window late at night.