Otaku Translation: I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent! C127

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Chapter 127: Ordinary People

[Acquired usable anomaly "Plague-Infected Bandage." Anomalous-colored Badge "Materialist Soul (Crimson)" activated.]

[Materialist Soul (Anomalous Color · Crimson · Unupgradable): ...]

[Equip Effect: ...]

[Upgrade Path: ...]

[Hidden Attribute: +3 badge slots. Current slots: 6. Total anomalies required for the next slot: 8.]

[Your Contamination Value has increased.]

[Current Contamination Value: 2.8]

...

The number of slots had indeed increased, but the required anomalies to unlock the next one had jumped from four to eight.

Staring at the description on his badge panel, Leon couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Including the [Plague-Infected Bandage] he’d just “acquired” through a rather friendly negotiation, Leon now possessed four anomalies in total: the goat’s head, the broom, the pendant, and the bandage. He was still far from unlocking another slot.

As for the husky currently sprawled across the goat’s head, fast asleep and snoring softly, it didn’t count toward the tally. Perhaps because it was alive and therefore not considered an anomaly "object," or maybe because it was still technically a juvenile—too young to qualify as part of the workforce.

Leon chuckled quietly, scratching the dog’s short, velvety fur before watching it roll over in its sleep, oblivious to the world. Then, turning to the female prisoner who was glaring daggers at him, he gave a polite nod.

"Thank you."

"...”

Thank your mother...

The prisoner wanted nothing more than to unleash a torrent of curses at Leon, but she bit her tongue. Riling him up might endanger the comrade they’d worked so hard to embed within the Secret Investigation Bureau. Instead, she clenched her teeth and turned her head away, seething.

Devil.

This damn man looked harmless enough on the surface, but once he dropped the act, he was nothing short of a manipulative demon. If she ever got out of here, she vowed to warn everyone: don’t be fooled by his appearance. This guy from the Cleansing Bureau was ten times more dangerous than he appeared.

"By the way, before I leave, I have a few more questions."

Glancing at the woman’s soul—half-fury, half-fear—Leon hesitated for a moment before asking:

"If you manage to escape from here, do you plan to continue with the rebellion?"

"??? What?"

Her eyes froze, though she said nothing. Her soul, however, churned violently.

"Though you seem relatively composed, souls don’t lie," Leon said calmly. "Your emotions are a swirl of hatred, anger, and determination—but curiously absent is fear of death. Yet when I mentioned your spy within the bureau, that fear flared up momentarily."

He paused, letting his words sink in. "So I assume the spy promised to rescue you. That’s why you were willing to hand over the bandage just to shut me up, right?"

"..."

Faced with Leon’s uncanny ability to dissect her secrets in under five minutes, the prisoner felt a chill run down her spine. All hope drained from her as she admitted defeat.

"Yes... You’re right about everything."

Knowing there was no point lying to this devil who could read souls, she decided to throw caution to the wind. With gritted teeth, she spat:

"Bobby Lion may be dead, but my husband’s revenge isn’t complete. It wasn’t just those fat-cat nobles from the Lion family—it’s this entire rotten kingdom. As long as my vengeance remains unfinished, if I escape, I’ll keep fighting until the day I die."

"I see."

Leon shook his head slightly, his expression tinged with regret. "I’m sorry, but once I’m out of here, I’ll arrest your spy immediately."

"You?!"

The prisoner exploded in rage. "You just took my stuff! Damn you! You tricked me!"

"Well..." Leon shifted uncomfortably, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I never promised not to catch him—I only agreed to stay silent. As our chief would say, ‘One thing has nothing to do with another.’"

After delivering this shameless explanation, Leon looked genuinely apologetic. "Look, if your attacks targeted only high-ranking officials, I might have let it slide. But every time you strike, countless ordinary people get caught in the crossfire. I can’t ignore that."

"And besides," he added, "both you and that scarred chief showed significant interest in me. The chief even harbors clear hostility. Given how your group operates, there’s a good chance they’d target my family. I need to prepare for that possibility."

He paused, then asked, "Just to be safe, I need to confirm: the chief with the scar—is he your mole in the Secret Investigation Bureau?"

"I don’t know."

Realizing Leon was about to dive into another round of soul-reading, the prisoner thrashed wildly, desperate to knock herself unconscious. But shackled tightly to the chair, all she could do was rattle the chains in frustration.

"It seems I guessed correctly."

Using his soul vision to confirm the answer, Leon pressed on despite her murderous glare. "Next question: does he possess an anomaly?"

"I don’t know."

"So he does have one… Is he weaker than you? Or stronger?"

"I don’t know!"

"A bit stronger, perhaps? Do you know what his ability is?"

"..."

Was she really clueless this time?

After probing further without uncovering any new information, Leon sighed and stood up.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Goodbye."

"You—you’re despicable! A hypocrite!"

The prisoner screamed, struggling against her restraints as Leon walked away. "Stop pretending to be righteous! You talk about not ignoring things, but you only act because you’re stronger than me. Do you dare take on those truly powerful people? Huh? Go ahead and clean them all out if you think you’re such a saint!"

"..."

Hearing her profanity-laden tirade, Leon paused at the door, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"You’re right."

"???"

Watching her baffled expression, Leon sighed again and confessed:

"Not only am I hypocritical, but I’m also cowardly. There are many things I despise, yet I lack the courage to abandon everything and change them completely. Not only am I cowardly, but I’m also stubborn. Though I can’t fix everything, I can’t bring myself to turn a blind eye either. And when I do intervene, trouble inevitably follows. I know better than to act impulsively, but I often can’t resist anyway."

"I’m a failure as a person. Sometimes, I even hate myself."

"..."

Stunned by Leon’s brutally honest self-assessment, the prisoner found herself speechless.

"So... So what are you...?"

"I’m just an ordinary person. I can only do what I’m capable of. As for the rest..."

Leon glanced at the glowing badges on his panel, his hand tightening slightly around the edge of the table. His gaze hardened, though not entirely free of doubt.

"That depends on how far I can climb."

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