Time flew by in an instant.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the black mist, Raven flew swiftly through the distant sky toward Silent Town, his expression grave.

During these three days, he had reported everything about that youth's situation and the various abnormalities he displayed to their Matriarch, engaging in deep and intense discussions with multiple high-ranking officials.

They had preliminarily ruled out the possibility that the target was a Plague Doctor.

The logic was simple—all beings who followed the path of Plague Doctors were, without exception, Chaotic Evil existences.

They would not, nor would they stoop to, using such methods to infiltrate their organization.

Regarding the Pig-Headed Butcher and Bloodsaw he mentioned, further investigation and evidence collection were still needed.

The Matriarch had already issued an order.

They could vote among themselves to decide whether to absorb him into the Night Doctors' community.

The reason was quite straightforward—his wicked abilities could easily turn him into a demonic figure spreading evil and panic. Rather than letting that happen, it would be better to absorb him to prevent his future corruption.

After all, if evil beings were absorbed into their ranks, there would be no evil beings left outside.

"Three days have passed, I wonder how things are going in the town."

Raven frowned slightly, feeling deeply concerned.

He was very worried that the youth might have been subjected to sarcastic remarks or private punishment by his subordinates.

Due to the previous curse losing control incident, his subordinates held no goodwill toward him—getting beaten up would be considered a light punishment.

When he was around, he could enforce strict discipline.

But these past few days he had been absent...

His brow furrowed tightly as he muttered, "I hope nothing bad has happened..."

With that, he accelerated his speed toward Silent Town.

...

Several minutes later.

Raven slowly descended from the high sky into the town.

The moment he landed, he immediately noticed something unusual—the entire square was completely empty, and the house where the youth was under house arrest also appeared deserted.

"Could something have happened?!"

His heart instantly tightened.

Otherwise, why would the entire town be devoid of people?!

Then, in the next moment, his gaze suddenly caught sight of several black leather garments hanging on a nearby clothesline.

His pupils instantly contracted.

Those were precisely the outer coats and masks of his subordinates!

What kind of joke is this!

And there were dried bloodstains on them too...

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

A terrifying thought emerged in his mind.

Could it be...

That the youth's curse had recurred, attacking the townsfolk here and his subordinates?!

Once this thought appeared, it immediately made his entire body tense up.

Without another word.

He immediately flew up into the sky, urgently searching the entire town.

Then, in the next moment, he suddenly heard sounds coming from the direction of the town's church, and there seemed to be light inside.

There were people inside?!

Survivors?!

He immediately soared up urgently, swiftly rushing to the church's main door. With a loud shout, he forcefully reached out and pushed the door open with a crash.

"Is anyone still alive?!"

He abruptly stepped into the church.

And in the very next moment, he clearly saw the situation inside the church.

...

Inside the church, candlelight flickered.

Lynn was seen sitting in a chair, eyes closed, holding a homemade wooden guitar in his arms, his fingers plucking the long strings, looking like a little prince of love songs.

A series of pleasant and rhythmic guitar notes echoed through the church.

Surrounding him, a group of Night Doctors and townsfolk (✪‸✪) sat around him in three inner rows and three outer rows, pricking up their ears to listen, their expressions extremely focused and immersed.

Strum~ strum~ strum strum—strum~~♫

Hum—

Raven's expression went blank.

What the actual hell!

He began to wonder if he had opened the door incorrectly, causing such a severe shift in the atmosphere.

Had he somehow traveled to another world?

Seemingly hearing the noise from outside the door, Lynn raised his head and looked toward the entrance, immediately spotting Raven standing at the doorway.

His eyes lit up slightly as he said, "Mr. Raven, you're back?!"

All the surrounding Night Doctors also showed stunned expressions, instinctively turning to look toward the doorway.

"Commander Raven!" everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Raven's expression stiffened.

It seems... that wasn't the case...

One Night Doctor immediately rushed over to Raven with delight, standing at attention and saying:

"Commander Raven, welcome back—"

Thump—

Raven closed his eyes, his fists cracking as he clenched them tightly. A large bump instantly appeared on the head of the subordinate in front of him, who then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The entire place fell silent.

Gulp—

The sound of swallowing.

...

Half an hour later.

Inside the church, one after another (x﹏x) Night Doctors with large bumps on their heads stood nervously in line, heads bowed, large drops of cold sweat falling from the backs of their heads.

Raven paced back and forth in front of them, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze serious.

"You all were having quite a happy time, weren't you!" Raven sneered with a cracking sound as he paced, veins throbbing visibly on his temples.

"I told you to monitor him, restrain him, and instead you started a concert with him? Feeling comfortable, are we?! One big happy family?! Playing music?! Why aren't you playing now?! Weren't you playing just fine earlier?!"

He roared, pointing a finger.

Strum strum strum♫—~

The sound of guitar strings being plucked came from the distance.

"..."

A brief silence fell.

All the Night Doctors' gazes stiffly turned in unison toward Lynn, who was confined inside the wooden bars.

Lynn widened his eyes, instinctively moving his hands away from the guitar.

"Uh... sorry."

An inexplicably awkward atmosphere spread recklessly around them.

Raven was so furious.

He closed his eyes, his fists cracking as he clenched them tightly, taking more than ten deep breaths before saying:

"Alright! Who's going to tell me what the hell is going on?! Explain it to me! Let me hear your excuses properly!"

His deputy officer widened his eyes, nervously stepped forward, and saluted with a milky voice:

"Reporting, Commander Raven, the target has shown good reform, cooperating fully with our monitoring. So after careful consideration, we agreed to his request for some recreational activities..."

Raven was so angry he gritted his teeth with a cracking sound:

"Speak properly! Don't talk with that pinched voice, you're hundreds of years old, you think you're some loli?!"

He angrily reached out and yanked off her mask.

Instantly.

A chubby, wide-eyed, nervous loli face appeared before him.

"..."

Silence fell all around.

Raven's gaze went blank as he said, "Who are you?"

The loli widened her eyes, instinctively swallowed, and subconsciously stood on her tiptoes in her platform shoes, saying:

"Re... reporting, Commander! I... I am your deputy officer!"

Raven's gaze went completely vacant.

He instinctively turned his head, looking at this row of subordinates.

An indescribable sense of confusion instantly surged within him.

"Black Skull! Get out here..." he said blankly.

From the crowd, Black Skull coughed awkwardly, walking out with sweat covering his head, and said awkwardly:

"I'm here... Commander Raven."

A distinctly feminine, delicate voice.

Raven instinctively shuddered, turning his head stiffly to stare vacantly at this old friend and long-time subordinate standing before him.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Black Skull's plague doctor mask.

Then pulled it off.

Whoosh—

Instantly.

A thick head of black long hair cascaded down.