After hearing this, Silas had some clues and said directly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a human-faced rat."
"Human-faced rat? What is that?" Elaina had never heard of this kin.
Silas explained, "Human-faced rats belong to the lower-class kin. They generally have bodies slightly smaller than monkeys, are extremely agile, and have claws similar to human hands. Their appearance is not much different from larger rats. But they grow human faces. Ordinary rats, as rodents, have noses and mouths that protrude outwards, presenting a special three-dimensional triangular shape. You just said the rat's face was round; then it's very likely it has a human face."
Speaking of this, Elaina suddenly remembered, "Yes! When it rushed out, I vaguely saw that compared to normal rats, its face was much flatter."
Silas nodded. "Coupled with the fact that ordinary people cannot see it, and it exists within the Spirit Vision system, if I'm not mistaken, it's a human-faced rat."
"Is there such a thing among the kin? Why do I have no impression of it at all?" As an experienced mystic, remembering the kin data was a basic skill.
But she couldn't find any records of this thing in her mind.
Silas thought to himself, "Of course you can't find it; this is a setting from the source material I saw on Earth!"
"I came across this kind of thing unintentionally in some ancient texts. It's normal that you don't know about it here," Silas explained, simultaneously showing off his extensive reading.
Unfortunately, Elaina's attention was not on this at the moment. She hurriedly asked, "Then what abilities does this thing have? How much Spirit Vision is needed to see it?"
"Uhhh… I'm not very clear about this. That ancient text didn't say," Silas replied somewhat awkwardly.
Elaina pouted, turned her head to look at the operating room next door. "That assassin's surgery is still ongoing; I can't leave here. You should quickly go and inform Master Mir of this news, let him think of a countermeasure. If possible, deal with that thing as soon as possible."
Silas nodded. "Master Mir happens to be looking for me for something. I'll go over now."
With that, he quickly left with Helles, heading towards Master Mir's mystical workshop.
"Your Holiness the Pope, this witcher gives me a different feeling from others. I don't feel that terrifying oppressiveness or sense of disgust from him," Helles said in a low voice.
Silas was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.
Under normal circumstances, witchers and demonesses were almost natural enemies. Even witchers not from the Holy Blood Church mostly engaged in hunting demonesses as their main business. Therefore, every demoness was very afraid of witchers, feeling an instinctive fear upon seeing them.
However, for Helles to say such a thing now made Silas's thoughts more flexible.
"Is this because Helles obtained the Storm Hunt Seal? Or is it because of Mir's own recovery of emotions? Recovering emotions seems more plausible, because Elaina also seems to get along well with him."
Lost in thought, the two arrived at Mir's magic workshop. As soon as they entered, they faintly heard a piercing scream.
Silas knew that another poor soul had lost its life.
Mir was not at the experimental site. At this moment, he was wearing a casual undershirt and shorts inside, with a white lab coat on the outside. His overall appearance looked incongruous.
"You're here quickly!" Mir turned his head and grinned.
Silas stepped forward, bowed slightly, and then said with a grim expression, "Master Mir, I just discovered a very rare kin, a human-faced rat…"
After listening to Silas, Mir stroked his chin. "Human-faced rat, you actually got it right. There is no such kin in the current kin data."
Silas said with a grave expression, "Could it be that there are still many kin that haven't been discovered?"
"Of course. Kin themselves are very twisted, with various forms. Their forms almost all violate normal life forms. We can't even analyze how they are produced or how they evolve," Mir said, a hint of helplessness on his face.
Hearing this, Silas thought to himself, "From the current situation, many kin from the original story's setting have not yet been discovered by people. I thought it was because my authority wasn't high enough."
Silas had previously read some information about kin, but it didn't record many types. Only about half of the kin that appeared in the original story were present, with more being monsters and beasts.
Of course, there were also kin that Silas hadn't seen in the original story.
For example, the three-handed stone man, the grey beast, the Logia flying insect, and so on.
Mir's voice came again, "What's the name of the ancient text you saw? Does it have detailed information about this thing?"
Silas shook his head. "The name is no longer visible. I'm not too clear about its specific abilities or the required Spirit Vision. However, according to its introduction, the birth of this kind of kin is rather strange. It's not created by those deities from beneath the abyss, but formed naturally through a twisted transformation. It says that almost every human-faced rat is transformed from a deceased cult fanatic and pledges allegiance to their original master."
Mir understood instantly upon hearing this. "So that's how it is. No wonder it can freely shuttle through my defense network without alerting it. Its body doesn't have an astral aura."
"That's right. Although this thing belongs to the kin, it's very likely born in the present world, so it doesn't carry an astral aura," Silas said with certainty.
It was rumored that the abyss was a passage connecting the astral plane and the present world, and the kin that crawled from the abyss into the present world all came from the astral plane.
Therefore, their bodies all carried an aura incompatible with this world. This aura was the astral aura and also an important mystical material.
"Deceased cult fanatics… Then it seems the information that this assassin arrived here has already been leaked," a cold glint flashed in Mir's eyes.
Silas immediately thought of Giss and the others who had left.
"These guys wouldn't really be stupid enough to betray Her Majesty and defect to the Duke of the Mountains and his faction, would they?" Silas frowned slightly.
Mir picked up his teacup and said calmly, "The one they truly defected to should be the cult leader controlling the human-faced rats. I can feel that there is a higher-level hand manipulating things here. The Duke of the Mountains and the Jizhou Research Institute are merely pawns in this process."
Hearing this, Silas took a deep breath. "Looks like there will be a lot to do next."
"Alright, let's put this matter aside for now. We'll deal with that little mouse together later. Now, I need to talk to you about something," Mir then changed the subject and said to Silas with a smile.
Silas felt that something was not right, his face showing severe vigilance. "Master, if it's about that matter… please allow me to refuse!"