QLeonard found that he wasn't too surprised. Klein was so eager to advance to Sequence 8 because he discovered too many coincidences in himself.
At that time, he had a certain degree of confidence... This was not only due to Klein's own meticulous thinking, but also indirectly proved by the revelations given by Mr. Fool.
This was why Klein, as a Low-Sequence Beyonder, was able to obtain some intelligence that was simply impossible to obtain through *divination"!
The gray fog blurred the figure flipping through the notes, and in its place was a towering palace and an empty bronze table, as if they had existed there forever.
One of the deep red stars that no one was watching gradually grew larger, as if it was melting and condensing into a new picture.
Outside the ancient castle eroded by the wind and frost of time, in the dark night that made its desolate and gloomy atmosphere even more embellished, two figures walked one after the other across the overgrown road and came to the front of the castle.
"I've seen this castle in a dream." Azik Eggers said as if in a dream. pointing to the front.
The young man following behind, hesitant to speak, was Klein.
The two men came to the basement. The middle-aged man walked forward, approached the coffin placed in the middle, paused, and pushed the lid open directly.
He stared at the headless skeleton quietly for a long time, then suddenly covered his face, retreated in panic, slid down against the wall, and let out a mournful wail.
Klein, who was standing next to him, showed a look of astonishment. He subconsciously wanted to step forward to help, but then stopped and looked at Azik with concern after he lost his composure.
After a period of silence, he finally regained focus.
"I remember some things, but only a small part," he said emotionlessly.
Remember something? Cattleya frowned slightly, because this sentence gave rise to doubts.
She knew this matched the characteristics of a Sequence 4 Undead in the Death Path, but this did not align with her judgment that Azik Eggers was the "Death Consul" under the "Fool".
...Ince Zangwill had taken away the characteristics of the descendants of the God of Death! She suddenly thought of something.
The skeletons in the castle are most likely Azik's descendants, which means that the angel "The Fool" is a descendant of the god of death.
The Death God of the Fourth Epoch fell after the Pale Calamity, and He also suffered severe trauma? Is this why he became the Fool's favored one?
On the way out of the castle, Azik suddenly spoke:
"Once this matter is resolved, I will resign and leave Tingen to pursue my lost past."
"Maybe, maybe I am a person who has lived for a very, very long time."
His eyes were deep and vicissitudes of life, as if one could see that time had left a deep mark on him.
The picture gradually moved away and gradually condensed into a group of deep red stars.
The Fool, who had appeared at the head of the long bronze table at some point, was watching quietly, as if pondering something.
Azik frowned slightly, a shadow of doubt passing through his heart.
Images flow within the stars.
Klein gradually adapted to the life of a Nighthawk and made encouraging progress in digesting the potion. To deal with the mastermind behind the coincidence, he risked suspicion and scrutiny by submitting a special application for a higher sequence.
A man wearing red gloves and carrying a suitcase made of silver-white metal walked through the corridor that passed through the basement of the church, looked at the intersection, followed the road on the right and walked up a flight of stairs.
He was about thirty years old, with short golden brown hair and dark green eyes. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a white shirt with a high collar that covered his chin.
"The person in charge of this examination is Creste Cesimus, one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks. The Holy Temple values you very much." Dunn Smith said in a low voice.
Klein looked visibly stunned. "Senior Deacon?"
"Well, his title throughout the extraordinary world is 'Sword of the Goddess.' Because he's been recognized by a holy relic, his combat power is no less than that of a newly promoted Sequence 4." Dunn nodded slightly and explained.
After Klein Moretti underwent several tests and confirmed that he had no hidden dangers. Creste Cesimma nodded with satisfaction and opened the silver-white box in his hand.
The scene suddenly became extremely strange, as if everything was stained by darkness. Even the kerosene lamp lit on the ground was extremely dim, and only the box was shining.
Inside the box was a pure white bone sword less than one meter long.
After being almost frightened, he looked away and asked cautiously:
"Sir, do you need me to place my hand on this holy sword?"
"Yes, come here." Krestey's voice was very soft, as if he was singing a lullaby.
Klein walked over cautiously. As soon as he pressed his finger on it. It was as if a phantom appeared on the screen.
The darkness, covered with moonflowers and night-blooming herbs. is endless.
There seemed to be a figure standing there, but all I could see was the hem of her skirt, which looked like a starry curtain, at her feet.
At the same time, above the gray fog, The Fool's gaze seemed to be directed towards the distance.
"Praise the goddess!"
Klein seemed unaware as he drew a crimson moon on his chest.
This... this video is implying that the Evernight Goddess is actually connected to Mr. Fool? They're allies?!
Even with Alger's cunning mind, he couldn't help but look stunned at this moment.
But he was not alone, because everyone present had the same shock and surprise on their faces.
The people in the Tarot Club just learned that the Goddess of Night had teamed up with Lilith, the ancestor of the vampire clan, to lay a conspiracy that lasted for thousands of years, causing the fall of the God of Combat and seizing his godhood.
Now, I realize that Mr. Fool might also be one of the gods who teamed up with the Goddess of Night! When Mr. Fool just revived... no, maybe before Mr. Fool was sealed, they had already been in contact!
Alger's heart was filled with excitement.
Audrey quickly calmed down, knowing that Mr. Fool and the Goddess of Night were currently allies. She exhaled softly, wondering: Had Mr. Fool and the Goddess been secretly allied since then? Was Mr. World the link between them?
But why Mr. World? To keep it secret?
Emlyn suddenly realized that the Goddess of Night and the First Ancestor were allies, and naturally, they were allies with Mr. Fool as well! No wonder, not long after Mr. Fool's resurgence, the First Ancestor sent down the oracle, choosing me as the savior of the vampire race to join the Tarot Club!
Cattleya's pupils constricted. The meeting between Klein Moretti, the Fool's favored one, and the Death Archon, quite possibly a descendant of the God of Death, was definitely no accident! Since darkness and death. were related, had the Goddess of Night been watching Azik Eggers from the very beginning?
Mr. Fool, as His ally, sent His followers to the Death Consul... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hold her breath, terrified by the secret plans of these gods.
Leonard should have felt as surprised and reasonable as Audrey, but as Pales' voice rang out, his expression gradually turned into shock and confusion.
"I told you it wouldn't be such a coincidence." Pales' voice was a little low, as if even in his parasitic state, he didn't raise his voice to discuss any hidden plans. "Azik Eggers was hurt by the death of the God of Death, and he kept repeating the cycle of death and rebirth, forgetting his past. But why didn't he disguise himself this time and appear in Tingen, the territory of the Church of Evernight?"
"Why did The Fool choose your former colleague, a follower of the Night, as his favored one? And why did he personally resurrect him?"
Coincidences in mysticism often indicate something unnatural! Leonard sat up straight, unable to hide his shock.
This was simply an arrangement... and even more quietly, more densely, like a web. He suddenly remembered that the goddess's honorific title included "Queen of Misfortune and Terror, and Mr. Fool's honorific title included "King of Yellow and Black Who Reigns over Good Luck"!
Was it fate that arranged all of this? How long ago had they set up this scheme?
Leonard's thoughts grew more and more serious. So, was Klein one of the chosen pawns? Was it a coincidence? Or was it a predetermined necessity?
As if guessing what he was thinking, Pales continued, "Your former colleague is likely quite important to The Fool."
Yes, as allies, they likely have leverage to prevent the other party from breaking the contract... Is Klein that leverage? But why is he so important to The Fool?
During Leonard's brainstorming session, Palez threw out a sentence:
"He might be the divine vessel of the Fool."
Leonard's mind was buzzing, and he almost couldn't understand what Pales said.
"God 's Container"?
He was extremely confused, stunned, and even a little scared.
Then he slowly came to his senses, his confusion and astonishment gradually faded away, leaving only inexplicable fear growing.
He discovered that what Pales said was not without clues. After disrupting George III's apotheosis ritual, Klein fell into Amon's control and successfully escaped... Mr. Fool said at the time that "He" was playing a game with Amon using Klein's body…
Because Klein didn't show any abnormal behavior afterwards, Leonard subconsciously didn't think much about it. Or perhaps his subconscious stopped him from thinking about it further, causing him to always believe that it was just a brief "divine visitation."
However, there could also be a reason why he stopped himself from thinking too deeply-Klein Moretti had always been Mr. Fool's divine vessel.
"Your former colleague has always had a close connection with Sefirah Castle. I don't need to explain this much; you know it better than I do."
Pales paused for a moment when he spoke here.
Leonard naturally completed the sentence in his head:
For example, within the Tarot Club, The World is always the member who understands Mr. Fool's thoughts best. Of course, this may also be because he is a Favored One...
For example, the unusual movements at Sefirah Castle during George. III's apotheosis ceremony. If Klein were just a Favored One, Mr. Fool wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths…
For example, why did Amon specifically bring Klein to the God-Forsaken Land? The old man said this involved the fight for Sefirah Castle, a plot orchestrated by Mr. Fool. But why would a Favored One intervene in a battle between a resurrected Ancient God, perhaps the Sefirah itself, and another Angel King for Sefirah Castle? And he even seemed to be in a rather important position…
But if Klein truly was the "Vessel of God's Descendants, why would Mr. Fool deliberately expose this to the Goddess? No, he had deliberately chosen Klein from the very beginning....
"What could be more suitable than a God's Drop Vessel... Hey, in your words, it's insurance." Pallez continued, "Of course, there's another possibility: Klein didn't return from the dead, but rather The Fool and Sefirah Castle. That would explain a lot."
Leonard was shocked when he heard the second guess and instinctively rejected this possibility.
He thought about it more deeply and realized that if the vessel of the divine descent was not Klein, considering only this matter, the move made by the two gods was quite clever!
The goddess only needs to pay attention to Klein, who is being watched by her, to know Mr. Fool's movements and cooperate with him... It is probably their mutual consent to disrupt George III's deification ceremony, and it is not just Mr. Fool who disagrees.
If the goddess has something that's inconvenient for her to do personally, she can use Klein to do it, such as planning the Death Consul related to the God of Death…
The more Leonard thought about it, the more frightened he became. He didn't dare to think about what great things they had accomplished together in the past.
He couldn't help but wonder, within this divine arrangement, what would Klein, as the vessel of divine descent," have to contend with? What impact would divine descent have on the vessel itself?
Azik remained quiet, not saying a word, staring at the screen quietly.
Under the many confused gazes, the magician could only knock on the table and say with a smile, "Maybe we should put our minds back on the movie.*
Klein didn't know whether he was nervous or relieved. The movie seemed to indirectly prove that the goddess noticed him after he took the oath.
However, since the owner of this space was able to tamper with some images and completely separate the two identities of "The Fool" and "Klein", he could still cover up for the goddess!
This could probably be achieved simply by trimming the timeline and adding some special effects, without much thought. Klein, who once had some knowledge of film editing, couldn't help but complain in his heart.
The notebook in the picture was turned over again, and the quill pen continued to narrate a new story under the blank page:
"There's a new twist in the story."
"Azik decided to go to Backlund in order to search for his past memories."
The pages of the notebook blurred and faded, replaced by a room with gorgeous lighting.
The light fell on a woman who had just come out of the bath. Her thin nightgown outlined her exquisite figure. Her long brown hair cascaded like a waterfall. Her brown eyes were clear, and she had a beauty that blended the innocence of a girl with the charm of a woman.
"Do you need me to help you deal with Maynard?" She walked to the bed with a smile and said in a sweet voice.
"Unless you can guarantee that no trace will be left, but that is impossible, and what can you do?" The middle-aged man on the bed frowned.
She just smiled softly and mysteriously without responding.
"In order to completely antagonize the Conservative Party and the New Party in Tingen City, and to vent the madness that had accumulated gradually after her body transformation, Madam Sharon decided to take the risk and kill Councilman John Maynard."
Hearing the name "Mrs. Sharon", Leonard thought about it and remembered that the death of Conley from the Nighthawks team was closely related to her!
He had only just discovered today that this was actually related to Ince Zangwill's behind-the-scenes manipulation!
A lady in a black long dress with brown hair and brown eyes was sitting on the sofa in the living room. A trainee female inspector was questioning her to obtain her confession.
"No, I really don't know..." She frowned slightly, her expression helpless and adorable.
Two men dressed as inspectors came in one after another. The one in front was quite strong, and the one behind was a young man who looked a little green.
They passed through the blockade and went up to the second floor under the respectful gaze of many trainee inspectors.
The lady in the black dress frowned slightly, and her eyes flickered gently.
In the guest room, the body was covered with a white cloth and still lying on the bed, with the sheets extremely messy.
"The cause of Councillor Maynard's death."
Klein pulled the white cloth down and silently repeated several times to the corpse. He took a few steps back, sat in a high-backed chair, and closed his eyes.
He seemed to have fallen asleep. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, took out a paper and pen from his pocket, and quickly drew a woman's face.
She has a beautiful face, a mature temperament and a pure look. and her age is hard to tell.
At this moment, a hoarse sound suddenly rang out, as if it had been suppressed in his throat for a long time. Klein turned his head sharply. only to find that the corpse, who should have been dead long ago, had its eyes wide open with vacant eyes, veins popping out on its palms, and it was clutching the bed sheet tightly as it sat up!
Klein seemed startled, his pupils constricted, but his reaction was extremely fast. Before the suddenly resurrected corpse could pounce on him, he jumped lightly and landed on the top of the high-backed chair.
Melissa and Benson were frightened and gasped.
After a struggle, Klein frowned and looked down at the corpse lying on the carpet.
After a while, he took out a copper whistle covered with mysterious patterns from his jacket pocket, and gradually revealed a confused look on his face.Danitz couldn't help but twitch his face. For some reason, he felt that this scene was a little familiar.
Oh, by the way, doesn't Gehrman Sparrow have a brass whistle that can attract undead spirits? His pupils contracted, and he suddenly remembered that when he and the crazy adventurer entered Bansi, the other party had thrown out this brass whistle to lure undead spirits.
Was this whistle given to Gehrman by Klein Moretti? Because they were both favored by Mr. Fool? Was this whistle actually given to the favored by Mr. Fool? He began to think of an answer he could accept.
Azik looked at this scene and suddenly smiled.
When he gave the copper whistle to Klein, he indeed forgot that it had negative effects, and only remembered it later.
However, since Klein didn't mention it, it meant that he could handle it well.
The magician looked at this scene and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
He suddenly remembered that he had cleverly used the negative effects of the copper whistle in battle many times…
"Why don't you arrest her?"
"She's a murderer! I'm going to sue her, and I'm going to sue you for dereliction of duty!"
When the evidence collection was completed and Klein followed another inspector down, an excited female voice echoed throughout the living room.
He looked over and saw two groups of people in the living room locked in a standoff. The loudest voice was directed at a plump, fair-skinned middle-aged woman, while her target was a timid, trembling woman in a black dress, protected by several gentlemen.
His gaze paused for two seconds, and just as he was about to look away, the scolded woman suddenly raised her head and glanced at him.
Blackthorn Security Company.
Luo Shan, who was sitting in a daze behind the front desk, was awakened by the sound of the door being pushed open. She looked up and found that the two women who came in were both wearing black bonnets and black long skirts. They were dressed in plain clothes without any makeup.
After they came in, they seemed to subconsciously look around. The thinner one spoke up. "There's a mission here."
The scene cuts to them sitting on the sofa in the reception hall, opposite Captain Dunn, while Roxanne and Klein stand behind them with curious expressions.
"The task we would like to entrust is to track and monitor Mrs. Sharon and find evidence of his crime."
The thin lady spoke calmly with a tone that contained something.
After seeing the two ladies off. Dunn turned his head to look at Klein and said, "This mission is up to you."
For a moment, the young man's face was clearly filled with confusion.
That's at least a Sequence 7 witch.
Audrey, who had previously learned a great deal about this sequence, initially felt a flicker of disapproval. Then, she realized that the people in the film didn't know as much as they, the viewers, did, and likely hadn't discovered Mrs. Sharon's Beyonder identity...
Well, although Mr. World is a fortune teller and is good at divination, Madam Sharon's sequence should be higher than his, so it is normal for divination without the help of Mr. Fool to be disturbed.
Moreover, behind Mrs. Sharon's murder was Ince Zangwill's manipulation using 0-08...
Did Ince Zangwill's plan require casualties among the Nighthawks?
Hmm... Mr. World should have survived, and then what happened that made Melissa and the others believe him to be dead? Or... another resurrection?
If the latter is the case, then Mr. Fool may value Mr. World more than they can imagine!
It was a deep and silent night.
The night shrouded in crimson moonlight spilled into a luxurious and gorgeous room. Skin care products, cosmetics, and various clothes and stockings were placed randomly and messily everywhere. The most eye-catching thing was an unfinished oil painting placed next to a silver-plated full-length mirror.
The image depicted above is of a naked Mrs. Sharon.
Klein just glanced at it, not even looking at it any further, and turned his attention to the paint, basin, and brushes beside him.
After a while, he looked around thoughtfully.
Some of the less experienced people present caught a glimpse of the painting and could not help but look away in embarrassment.
Danitz almost couldn't help but mutter, "Is this guy even a man? He doesn't even dare to look at such a beautiful woman right in front of him..."
But before he spoke, he remembered that Vice Admiral Edwina of Iceberg was sitting next to him. He also remembered that even if Klein was not the Fool's Favored One, he must have been under the Fool's watchful eye.
He swallowed his words silently.
Moonlight fell into a carriage traveling in the night. The brown-haired woman sitting inside had a pretty face and a relaxed expression, and was not affected at all by the death of Senator Maynard.
Klein seemed to pray to something, then picked up the pendulum and silently recited seven times: "Mrs. Sharon is a Beyonder."
The pendulum rotates clockwise.
His expression changed immediately, his eyes fell on the heavy safe in the room, his expression solemn.
The camera moves closer to the safe, and the objects behind the door are presented in perspective.
The first and second floors were filled with precious jewels, banknotes, and some documents without covers, but the third floor seemed empty.
When the camera slowly dropped down, people could finally see what was on the third floor.
-It was a photo, a black and white photo, showing a young man with a handsome face.
The shadow of a brown-haired woman emerged gently, her appearance almost completely overlapping with the man in the photo, except that she was more beautiful and more handsome, with an indescribable charm and temperament.
Many extraordinary people who knew the witch couldn't help but look a little strange, especially after seeing this comparison, for some reason it was difficult for them to look directly at it.
The two ordinary people were very confused. They vaguely grasped something but did not dare to think too deeply about it.
Only Danitz blurted out, "What does this mean? She-she's a man?!"
To be fair, his voice wasn't very loud, but the space was quite quiet when the film was still, so everyone could hear his question.
Edwina turned to look at him, her eyes tinged with pity as she explained, "He's probably on the Assassin Path. Sequence 7 on this path is a witch. Even if their original gender is male, they will be transformed into a female."
She thought for a moment and added, "Lieutenant General Tracy should be in this pathway."
Danitz's expression gradually became blank. This time, Anderson couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Don't worry. Normally, you wouldn't know if they were originally male or female."
Mr. Ten Thousand Pound Pirate glared at him and thought about what he said. He felt as if something was being tested, shuddered, and immediately stopped thinking.
Benson and Melissa only then realized what this scene represented, and couldn't help but reveal subtle expressions.
The camera still slowly approached the inside of the safe, passed the inside, and as if it was about to penetrate the wall, it suddenly revealed a mezzanine.
The interlayer contains items such as ointments, incense, herbal powder, etc., but the most eye-catching thing is a small bone statue.
The statue is the size of a palm and vaguely depicts a beautiful woman with extremely long hair, each strand clearly visible and thick like a poisonous snake. There is also an eye carved on the top of each hair, densely packed together.
The original witch? Cattleya immediately had a guess.
Mrs. Sharon got off the carriage, walked slowly back to her room. smiled and sent her maid away before opening the bedroom door.
As soon as she saw the scene inside, her eyes froze instantly.
The transparent, barely visible threads that should have filled the room now all broke, hanging down to the ground and swaying slightly.
"Aren't you going to try to sneak into Mrs. Sharon's house tonight and conduct a preliminary investigation?"
"...Found a problem?"
Dunn, who was flipping through the newspaper, gave Klein a strange look and said.
Klein nodded solemnly and said, "Yes."
"I suspect Madam Sharon is a member of the Witch Cult."
Dunn put down the newspaper, his expression quite serious.
"Dunn, who possesses strength close to Sequence 6, decides to take the initiative and gives Sealed Artifact '3-271' to Cornelius for use." The pen tip slid across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.
"This is my first time participating in such a dangerous operation."
The short-statured Cornley sat in the carriage, holding a mirror in one hand and speaking a little nervously.
Klein, who was sitting across from him, twitched his lips slightly. seeming a little nervous.
"Don't worry, maybe Madam Sharon has already run away."
In Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, a full-length mirror reflected a beautiful woman sitting naked in a rocking chair. Her face was flushed and she looked at herself in the mirror with a slightly intoxicated look, with a wonderful love in her eyes.
The bone statue was placed on the table next to her.
"We can't rush in and alert Madam Sharon." Outside Madam Sharon's residence in the night, Dunn looked at the crimson moon in the sky and said, "I'll try to lull her into a dream from a distance. If that succeeds, you and Conley will go in and subdue her."
"The two of them, along with Klein, returned to Madam Sharon's place. Dunn attempted to control the target by remotely dragging them into a dream."That's not a problem, but unfortunately. Madam Sharon happened to place the statue of the 'Original Witch' nearby."
Klein watched and listened quietly to the narration. In fact, after knowing that Ince Zangwill's goal was to corrupt the captain, he was not too surprised to find that Ince Zangwill was still manipulating all this.
But the truth behind Cornelius's death turned out to be a conspiracy that wasn't directed against him, and Klein couldn't help but feel sad.
After Cohen and Klein climbed the wall to the second floor and arrived at Madam Sharon's bedroom, Madam Sharon, naked, sat in a rocking chair, looking at the two uninvited guests with a faint smile on her lips.
Cornelia subconsciously pointed the mirror in his hand at her.
"don't want!"
Klein's blurted-out advice was too late. The beauty's figure instantly disappeared, and a full-length silver-plated mirror appeared.
The number "3-217" reflected in the mirror reflected Cohen, an expressionless, dark and silent Cohen.
His expression froze for a moment.
"So, the Nighthawks' plan failed, and in his nervousness. Cornelius took a photo of himself and saw himself."
"Madam Sharon was eliminated, and Conley also died. Dunn felt extremely guilty and, as usual, consumed the Beyonder's remaining Beyonder characteristics. This interrupted his digestive process, causing stagnation and causing his mental state to become quite unstable."
Leonard clenched his teeth.
Even though he knew that Ince Zangwill was dead, he couldn't help but feel angry and regretful when he saw how he had planned everything step by step and how he had killed Cornley and the captain.
After a thrilling battle, everything was settled.
After waiting for Klein to communicate with Mrs. Sharon's spirit. Dunn ordered Klein to leave.
He looked at the dead figure of his teammate, his expression dark and deep. Gradually, something formed from the wound on Cohen's body.
He slowly bent down, half-crouched, and swallowed the substance that looked like the starry night.
This image was reflected in the mirror fragments on the ground, and a pair of eyes happened to see this scene.
It 's Klein Moretti.
His expression was filled with shock and panic. Almost subconsciously, he moved away from the door, leaned his back against the wall, and held his breath.
Mr. Dunn has been consuming the Beyonder traits left behind by his teammates? Why? Does the Church know about this? Audrey wondered with equal astonishment.
In the deep night, a strange face with no eyes, no nose, and only a mouth emerged from the ground.
The "psychic" Daly was still awake and quickly picked up the letter that was held between her five fingers on her tongue.
"Dear Ms. Daly:"
"We just finished a mission..."
Her expression was initially a little surprised, then gradually turned into a smile. After a while, she went to the table and picked up a pen and paper.
"Dear Dunn:"
Just after she finished writing the letter, she picked it up with some dissatisfaction, looked at it for a few seconds, and then took another piece of letter paper.
Before she started writing again. Daly suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.
Dunn was stunned when he received the letter. He stroked the words on the envelope with his fingers before slowly opening it.
His hair was a little dry, his grey eyes were dim, and his face was haggard. Only when he read the end of the letter did he twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.
He tilted his head as if looking in some direction, his grey eyes deep and distant.
On his desk lay the telegram from the temple.
Printed on it was information about the pension for Cohen's death.
"We have to get Cornley home."
When Dunn said this, he seemed to be talking to himself.
The people standing nearby did not respond, remaining silent and quiet.
"I'm sorry. Cohen Li..." Dunn said halfway, took a breath, and was able to utter the remaining few words: "...died in the line of duty."
The young woman who received the news had a look of happiness in her eyes and a welcoming smile on her face. However, after hearing these words, she was caught off guard. Expressions of astonishment, suspicion, and panic flashed across her face, and finally gradually turned blank.
"You know what?... We're getting married soon." She muttered in a dreamy voice, her voice very soft and trembling slightly. "So, please don't make jokes like this, okay?"
Melissa recalled the moment she received the news of Klein's death and the performance of "The Return of the Count" that she was unable to attend.
She looked at the picture, feeling heavy in her heart.
Audrey pursed her lips, her eyes flickering, her heart still moved by the tragedy.
Leonard pressed the doorbell. After a while, a well-dressed elderly gentleman opened the door with a puzzled look. He looked at the somewhat unkempt officer with black hair and green eyes and asked politely but cautiously. "How can I help you?"
He smiled and handed over a photo of a young man wearing glasses. "Excuse me, have you seen this person?"
The old gentleman took the photo, put on his reading glasses, and looked at it again and again before he said uncertainly. "...He looks a bit like the tenant who lived next door at No. 62 for a while."
Leonard's eyes lit up.
"This is most likely the house where Lanevus lived under his alias," Leonard said calmly, pointing to No. 62 Halls Block in front of Klein.
The two of them dug out a letter from the secret compartment in the study. Leonard unfolded it and saw the following at the beginning:
"Hahaha, congratulations, congratulations on finally finding the letter!"
"This proves that you are not too stupid or dull to be qualified to participate in this game of life and death that I designed."
The young pregnant woman with long golden hair, emerald green eyes, and a calm and melancholic temperament suddenly looked up. She whispered softly, as if mumbling. "...Zotland Street, Blackthorn Security Company..."
She pressed her hand on her bulging belly and changed her direction without thinking.
"Under such circumstances, Leonard and Klein discovered the letter left by Lanevus."
"Megose was inexplicably summoned to Zouteland Street and joined the Blackthorn Security Company. The baby in her belly was in a critical period, and she was unable to stop her impulses."
Fors couldn't help but shrink back, feeling the horror of the audience and the seal within their path.
Even the offspring of the evil god cannot escape the arrangement of 0-81!
In the scene, Leonard and Klein had just finished reporting to the captain. After encountering Megose head-on, the two of them, one in front and one behind, both revealed expressions of inexplicable fear, as if they had discovered something was amiss.
They exchanged glances, and Leonard forced a calm demeanor, trying to calm the other. Klein, on the other hand, turned back and hurried back to the captain's office.
"Go home. It's dangerous here. Come back tomorrow." Klein leaned closer to Roxanne and whispered while pretending to take out the thermos.
Luo Shan's expression was stunned at first, but she quickly reacted and quickly and silently packed up her things.
As she passed Klein, she pursed her lips and whispered:
"Actually, as much as I hate others becoming Beyonders. I admire the Nighthawks just as much..."
The pregnant woman Megose, who was chatting with Leonard, seemed to be talking normally, but suddenly reached out and grabbed her blonde hair.
This should have been a very common action, but she just grabbed a full handful and threw it into the trash can next to her without caring.
The black-haired, green-eyed poet's expression instantly stiffened uncontrollably.
Klein and Dunn faced each other across the corridor, observing the situation in the reception hall.
At this moment, Dunn suddenly laughed at himself and said. "I forgot one thing."
Klein was startled. "What's going on?"
"Daly. let me explain it to you myself." Dunn turned his head and looked at him.
The young man's expression changed from confusion to realization to genuine joy. Even in such a tense situation, he couldn't help but smile.
The lady with blue eyeshadow and blush, who had a seductive temperament, suddenly looked up and looked in a distant direction.
After a while, she looked away and smiled.
"Ms. Daly, are you in a good mood?" a night watchman nearby asked curiously.
Her smile deepened, but it became meaningful: "The little boy will understand when he grows up."
There was a burst of laughter nearby.
"Dunn made detailed and correct arrangements, but he made one mistake. If he was determined to deal with Megose immediately, he would have been better off leading her behind the Chanis Gate and taking advantage of the environment and items. If he planned to wait for help, he absolutely must not have taken out Saint Selina's ashes."
"Unfortunately. Dunn, in a state of disarray due to recent events, failed to consider a crucial point in his haste. The offspring of the gods could sense the threat posed by the saint's ashes. As a result, they were stimulated and began to desperately absorb the mother's power, attempting to be born prematurely, even though that was not considered true maturity."
"Don't worry about me." Dunn turned around and smiled at the team members behind him, his voice as mellow as ever: "I'm not alone.
Adelaide, Dawn, Little It, and Cohen Li are fighting alongside me, no matter what dangers we face."
At this point, he paused slightly and said, "Don't forget, we are protecting Tingen City."
He walked towards Megose without any hesitation or looking back.
For people like Fors and Xio, who have been wild Beyonders for many years, official Beyonders are undoubtedly natural enemies that need to be avoided.
But at this moment, they all couldn't help but feel admiration from the bottom of their hearts, and re-examined the meaning of "Official Beyonder".
Audrey suddenly remembered the joke that the demigod giant had made when they were exploring the world in the book with Mr. World and Mr. Star and encountered him.
Only now did she clearly understand the weight behind that joke.
"Megose transformed into a monster, and the battle began. With the help of the Saint's ashes, the 'Vascular Thief,' and the strangely appearing high-level spell, Megose died, the offspring of the gods was exorcised. Dunn Smith died, and the power of Saint Selina's ashes was severely damaged, which perfectly matched Ince Zangwill's ideas."
A blazing light like the sun enveloped the area, and the light drove away the pregnant woman carrying the evil god's offspring.
There was a hole in Dunn's chest that he had dug himself. He placed his heart in Saint Selina's urn in exchange for the power to hold back Megose. His heart was still in the urn, beating slowly.
He turned around, with a gentle and relaxed smile on his pale face:
"We saved Tingen."
Then, his heart turned into a bright point of light, his hands relaxed, he fell backwards, and his eyes lost their luster.
Saint Selina's urn fell to the ground and rolled to Klein's feet.
Just as the sorrow was forming on his face, a hand suddenly pierced through his heart.
The middle-aged man in priest's clothes had no expression on his face. His blood-stained hand twitched back and grasped the urn of Saint Selina.
Melissa quietly watched as the black-haired, green-eyed man who had fainted at the beginning of the scene woke up and stood up. She watched him blame himself and cry in grief for his deceased teammates, and watched everything settle down.
Her eyes were already red, and she took a long breath, but failed to successfully cover up her sobs and heavy nasal sound.
"...I wish he wasn't a hero."
Her voice was very low, vague and ambiguous, almost like a breath.