7 Pinster Street. Leonard, who had specially returned home to participate in the Tarot Gathering, was just about to head out to Saint Samuel Cathedral's basement to read through the information in preparation for the night's operation to placate the souls when his vision suddenly blurred. He saw the messenger wearing a dark and complicated dress holding four blonde, red-eyed heads.
As a Soul Assurer, he could directly see spirit-type creatures.
After receiving the letter from Klein, Leonard didn't even have the chance to thank her before Reinette Tinekerr turned around and walked into the void without any hesitation.
"… Old Man, why would Klein have a messenger of this level? Is this a benefit of a Blessed? "Leonard couldn't help but lower his voice and ask Pallez Zoroast.
He had originally fantasized that this was a standard configuration for Tarot members, but he later realized that he had been overthinking things.
Pallez Zoroast's slightly-aged voice immediately chuckled.
"It should be unique to Klein Moretti. Everyone has their own special encounters, don't they? Isn't it the same for a fellow like you?
"Heh heh, I thought you would use 'incomplete angel' to describe 'Him,' but you changed it to 'messenger of this level.' Not bad. You still remember my warning."
Leonard curled the corners of his mouth as he unfolded the letter and read the contents.
As expected of a Blessed of Concealment and Fate … Pallez Zoroast quickly scanned the beginning with Leonard's eyes.
Leonard didn't look at the ground as he took a few steps back and threw himself into the embrace of the sofa.
Then, he said, "Klein can see through the theft and substitution of fate … Then, there's no need for us to be in a hurry to search for demigod-level items of the Marauder pathway."
"Even if you're in a hurry, you wouldn't know where to search." Pallez immediately scoffed.
Even at the gathering of the Hermits of Fate, such items would only appear once every few years. And the next gathering would be at the end of the year.
Leonard was momentarily at a loss for words. All he could do was cast his gaze at the last two paragraphs.
After a brief silence, he chuckled softly.
I've always wondered where Klein got a high-level charm from the Sun domain when he faced Megose. I thought that it was given to him by the Death Consul, but I couldn't understand why an angel from the Death domain would collect high-level charms from the Sun domain. Was it suicide? Now, he finally understood.
"Old Man, it's not like I haven't possessed 3-0782 before. Why didn't you discover that there was a drop of Eternal Blazing Sun's divine blood hidden inside? If you had stolen some power in advance, you wouldn't have, wouldn't have … "
Leonard originally wanted to laugh at the old man, but as he spoke, he fell silent.
Pallez Zoroast sighed in his mind.
If that drop of god's blood could be found so easily, that mutated Sun emblem wouldn't be in Tingen.
Leonard was silent for a few seconds before he asked,
He then asked, "Then, how do I find a chance to obtain that Sacred Emblem and create a Flaring Sun charm?"
Although Klein had made it sound easy in the letter, Leonard knew that it wasn't an easy task. This was because he was no longer a Nighthawk of Tingen City. Even if he returned to visit his former colleagues and teammates, he didn't have the right to enter Chanis Gate.
Upon hearing his question, Pallez Zoroast snapped, "Why are you asking me such a trivial matter?
"Why are you asking me about such a small matter? Can't you think for yourself?"
Leonard coughed uncomfortably. He quickly mobilized his brain cells and began to seriously search for a solution.
I'm acting alone now, but the archbishop has given me the authority to mobilize the local Nighthawks from the affected areas for help.
Yes, if the souls in Baekeland have been placated, but I haven't completely digested the potion, does that mean I can expand to other parishes?
At this time, if there happens to be a paranormal incident in Tingen, then it would be reasonable for me to return and mobilize two Nighthawks to obtain 3-0782 …
After Leonard finished muttering to himself, Pallez Zoroast chuckled and said, "Not bad.
You've found a train of thought so quickly.
"But have you ever thought that you're going to placate and not purify? This is contradictory to obtaining 3-0782. It's easy to arouse suspicion."
Leonard, who had received confirmation, immediately laughed.
"Old Man, you don't get it, do you? When I first joined the Nighthawks, the education I received was this: Placate can only achieve the best results if you have the ability to purify.
"Rosell The Great also said that you need a stick and a carrot to solve a problem."
Pallez Zoroast tsked and said, "Then do as you say.
"Then do as you say. Of course, the premise is that you can complete the tasks given by Anthony Stevenson within a week or two. If you haven't gotten the 'Sun Flare' bullets by the time the operation to eliminate Amon officially begins, then it's not necessary."
Leonard recalled the mission list that was filled with a few pieces of paper as his forehead twitched.
He then forced himself to forget this vexation and mumbled inwardly.
I wonder when the mission to punish that Sanguine will begin …
I wonder if the Sanguine has a Sealed Artifact at the demigod level of the Marauder pathway …
A temporary World of Dreams … I can create it myself. I can find an opportunity to make it into a charm, but can such a level of power withstand the corrosion of the darkness in the Forsaken Land of the Gods?
…
In a house in Cherwood Borough.
Fors held a book and sat on the sofa as she watched Xio walk to the hall and wear her boots.
Finally, Fors couldn't hold back her puzzlement as she said, "There's no rush. That gentleman won't issue the investigation mission that quickly."
Xio glanced at her and said, "I'm a bounty hunter.
"I'm a bounty hunter. I have other missions."
At this point, she paused and said hesitantly,
"Fors, don't you think that Miss Justice is very similar to Miss Audrey?"
Fors was stunned for a few seconds before she snapped back to her senses. She subconsciously waved her hand and chuckled.
"How is this possible …"
Before she finished speaking, numerous similarities flashed through her mind, and her eyes grew wider and wider.
After a while, she whispered:
"It's not impossible.
The Spectator pathway, Psychological Alchemy, a noble lady, blonde hair and blue eyes … Among the nobles I know, she's the only one who fits the criteria … Of course, there are even more nobles I don't know, and even if I know them, I wouldn't know if they're related to Psychological Alchemy …
Xio quietly listened to her friend and thought for a moment.
"Fors, do you still remember the tasks that Miss Audrey entrusted to us? I originally thought that it was incited by Earl Hall, but now that I think about it, it might be from, hmm, the gathering …
"Also, do you remember how we learned of Mr. Fool's honorific name? From the book we borrowed from Viscount Glaint! There was an ancient piece of paper hidden in its cover! "
Fors nodded in enlightenment.
"If we can discover it, Miss Audrey, who's Viscount Glaint's good friend, might discover it too! This can explain why she was able to join the gathering … "
"Yeah." Xio agreed with Fors's guess.
Fors gaped and was about to say something when she suddenly recalled the Sanguine's failed surveillance. She looked around warily and said, "Xio, let's try not to discuss matters related to the gathering.
"Xio, let's try not to discuss matters related to the gathering.
"As for Miss Audrey, uh, we meet once a week or two. We'll observe her when the time comes."
Xio snapped to her senses and nodded heavily.
"Alright!"
She then opened the door and went all the way to a bar in East Borough. She sat at the bar counter.
Rapping the table, she said to the bartender who looked up, "What's the new mission today?"
"Are there any new missions today?"
Indeed, I have to wait until tomorrow or the day after … Xio looked around and retracted her gaze.
She asked in puzzlement and concern, "I haven't seen Sherman in a long time. Do you know where he went?"
It was a young man who believed that he was a woman. He was one of Xio's informants.
The bartender chuckled and said, "I haven't seen Sherman in a long time. Do you know where he went?"
The bartender chuckled and said, "Maybe he ran off with some man.
"Maybe he ran away with a man. You know, as long as a man likes him, he's always happy."
"This isn't something worth discriminating against," Xio retorted seriously, feeling an inexplicable sense of worry.
She propped herself up with her hand and jumped off the high stool. She planned on searching the other places Sherman frequented.
…
Baekeland Bridge area, Iron Gate Street, Bravehearts Bar.
Emlyn pressed down on his top hat, pinched his nose, and tore through the crowd that had all sorts of smells. He found the red-eyed Ian in a card room.
"Mr. White, what's the matter this time?" Ian smiled as he led Emlyn to an empty billiard room.
Emlyn took off his hat and mumbled, "Just a trivial matter.
"Just a small matter. Help me issue a mission to the bounty hunters. The content is to follow a person called Ernes Boyar and figure out his daily movements. The bounty is 100 pounds."
"100 pounds?" Ian subconsciously asked.
For a tracking investigation, 100 pounds was an extremely ridiculous bounty. After all, if a bounty hunter could complete this mission alone, he could take a year off, even if he had to support his family!
Emlyn nodded.
"The target is rather dangerous."
After his discussion with Tarot, he had already thought things through. He believed that following Ernes Boyar was definitely an easy mission. The Sanguine Viscount would definitely pretend not to notice him and deliberately give him a fixed trajectory.
Therefore, the 100 pounds was actually a reward for Miss Judgment for risking her exposure to join the operation. Of course, in order to mislead and conceal the truth, there would definitely be many bounty hunters completing a portion of the mission. They would receive different amounts of rewards, and Emlyn could only guarantee that Miss Judgment would receive the most.
"I see." Ian extended his hand in understanding. "Advance payment, specific address, danger level, looks, and characteristics. It'll be best if there's a portrait."
Emlyn then handed over 30 pounds in cash and information on Ernes Boyar's portrait.
"Red-eyed?" Ian flipped through the piece of paper in his hand and blurted out.
"Yes." Emlyn nodded slightly and looked around. He suppressed his voice and said, "There's one more thing. Help me gather clues about the Rose School members in Baekeland."
"… Rose School?" Ian was taken aback as he asked in puzzlement, as though he had never heard of such a name before.
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