Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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Your Excellency the Duke...

This title made Du Wei somewhat unacceptable.

He looked at the dozen or so hunters in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "What do you call me?"

His own appearance has not changed in any way.

Before, both Matthew and Pope Ferran of the church thought they were His Excellency the Duke, purely because of a misunderstanding, and they deliberately pretended to be for the sake of cliche.

But in fact, Du Wei knew that even if he was His Excellency the Duke, he could only be the evil spirit himself.

It has nothing to do with myself at all.

only.

The ten or so hunters said in fear: "Your Excellency, you must not be dissatisfied with us. The reason why we came late is because the cultists here in London have created some evil spirits, and we must deal with them. "

hear this.

Du Wei's eyes became extremely strange: "What time is it now?"

Someone hurriedly took out an old-fashioned copper pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the time and said, "It's 5:18 in the afternoon, but my watch is definitely not as accurate as the clock tower."

Du Wei frowned and said, "It's specific to the year, month, and day."

The man replied: "April 3, 1845."

heard the words.

Du Wei was completely silent.

He looked at those people with a very strange look.

Came to London in 1845?

Isn't that the Victorian era?

According to the information given by Matthew, the so-called Lord Duke is a person of this era just like him.

But the most important thing is...

Why do they call themselves Your Excellency the Duke?

My own appearance is an Asian face, and the reason why Du Wei, the evil spirit, is exactly the same as myself is only because it has become myself.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Your Excellency the Duke...

But.

The changes in the current situation made Du Wei dare not act rashly, especially when there were a dozen hunters in front of him.

If you are a little careless, in case the other party does something to you.

That would make things more troublesome.

Simply, Du Wei said, "How did you recognize me?"

This me refers to His Excellency the Duke.

The person who answered him just now said: "You are one of the strongest hunters of this era. Although we have not had contact with you, we have all seen your photos before you arrived in London."

As he spoke, the man took out a black and white photo from his pocket.

"You are really vigilant, no wonder they call you Your Excellency the Duke."

Du Wei took the photo. Although the photo was black and white and had a pungent and strange smell, it was indeed himself.

this……

Du Wei suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I am indeed wary of many things. As you know, I have been in contact with those horrible things too often."

The other party said respectfully: "We can understand you."

Du Wei hummed and said, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Your Excellency, my name is Corin... Corin Doquay."

The hunter, Corin Dowquay, smiled at Du Wei.

But Du Wei's eyes were very strange.

He couldn't help asking, "Is it the Dao Kui family from the church?"

The other party replied: "Yes, I didn't expect you to know, the Daokui family, it really makes me feel honored."

Du Wei looked at Corin Dauqua, feeling indescribably complicated.

The relationship between Daokui's family and himself can be said to be very embarrassing.

Andrew Doqua's human skin was burned by himself, and the evil spirit was killed by himself.

Alvin Dauqua didn't know about this before he died, and he said that he would share the glory of the Daoqua family with him.

And the person in front of him was also from the Daokui family.

Think about it.

Du Wei asked again: "Do you know Andrew Doquay?"

After speaking, he was stunned.

Because if this is really the Victorian era,

1845, then Andrew Doquay would not be born until at least 11 years later.

Corin Dawque said suspiciously, "Andrew? I haven't heard of this person before."

Having said that, he was thinking in his heart: "The name Andrew sounds pretty good. If I have children in the future, I can call him Andrew."

Du Wei shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe I remembered it wrong. By the way, what's going on in London now, can you tell me about it?"

Since the other party said that he came to pick him up, "His Excellency the Duke".

Then inferred, I must have something to do when I come.

It is likely to be inseparable from evil spirits and hunters.

However, this is just cliché.

Du Wei didn't come to deal with the evil spirits. He wanted to get the answers he needed, and he also wanted to find out if he really came to the Victorian era.

After all, the way things are going now is full of weirdness.

Corinne Dawque glanced at the others, and said to Du Wei: "Your Excellency, let's talk on the way. After all, the situation in London is a bit complicated now, and it is different from what we have communicated before."

Du Wei hummed and said, "Yes, you guys lead the way."

The ten or so hunters hesitated for a moment: "Collian can lead you the way, but we, let's walk behind you, otherwise, it will be an offense to you."

The attitude is very serious.

Not lying.

Du Wei frowned, and thought to himself: "Your Excellency the Duke actually had such influence in the Victorian era. Why is there no record of it in modern times?"

"And, why does he look exactly like me."

"Could it be that I'm really Your Excellency the Duke?"

Thinking of this, Du Wei said in a low voice: "In this case, then Corin, please trouble you."

Corian said fearfully, "This is my honor."

...

then.

These ten or so hunters walked on the streets of London with Du Wei.

What you can see along the way, the architectural style, cultural landscape is exactly the same as the Victorian era.

But the more so.

Du Weiyue felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

He was not from this world in the first place, and after traveling, he traveled to the Victorian era.

How can it be.

If a gate of hell can achieve this level, he doesn't need to fight against Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods.

You can kill yourself directly.

"It's definitely not Victorian, it's probably just an eerie place, like a projection from the past."

Du Wei told himself so in his heart.

And Corin Dawque, who was leading the way, kept talking.

"Your Excellency, the London side invites you to come here because it is heavily infiltrated by cult organizations. That man named Acaret is very cunning. He keeps offering sacrifices to the so-called Vaders."

"Now, every night in London, people go missing."

"In the sewers and alleys, dead bodies and blood can be seen every day."

"They call themselves Vaderism, and their methods are extremely cruel and evil, and we found that they seem to want to awaken Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods."