The demon lord son live as a exorcist

Team 4 stepped into the industrial zone, expecting eerie silence, abandoned buildings, or at least some sign of the disappearances. Instead, they found… normalcy.

People bustled about, workers carried crates, and children played in the distance. The streets were clean, the buildings sturdy. There were no signs of struggle, no missing-person posters, nothing to suggest the recent vanishings.

Ivan adjusted his glasses, scanning the area. "Strange. You'd expect tension, but everything feels… normal."

Noah sniffed the air. No rot. No blood. No lingering traces of fear. "It doesn't make sense. If wraiths were here, people should be terrified."

Liza sighed, arms crossed. "Well, maybe we got the wrong place. Because this doesn't look like a hotspot for paranormal activity."

As they walked, they noticed something else—groups of people gathered at street corners, handing out flyers. Others stood near makeshift altars, speaking passionately about "The Lord's Grace" and "The Path of Salvation."

A woman in white robes passed by, smiling warmly as she handed Ivan a flyer. "May the Lord's blessings be upon you. Come, join us for prayer."

Ivan took the paper hesitantly. The others peered over his shoulder. It wasn't just any religious gathering—this was an invitation to a church that promised protection from the disappearances.

Noah frowned. "A church in the middle of a peaceful town, promising safety? That's suspicious."

Liza smirked. "So, what do you think? Secret cult? Mass brainwashing? Or something worse?"

Ivan folded the paper. "Only one way to find out."

Their investigation had just begun.

To Be Continued...