Baekeland, St. George Borough, in a room filled with junk in a factory.
The mirror with obvious cracks flashed as its surface turned dark and deep, as though it was connected to another World.
Suddenly, a white hand reached out from beneath the mirror, as though it had penetrated through layers of water.
A figure walked out of the mirror. It was none other than the sweet and beautiful Demoness Trissy, who was dressed in a black dress.
Her face was unusually pale, as though she had lost all color. Her forehead was covered in sweat.
With a thud, the suitcase in Trissy's hand fell to the ground. She could no longer suppress the horror in her eyes.
Following that, she muttered to herself with a blank expression, "His messenger is actually an angel …"
"His messenger is actually an angel …"
At that moment, Trissy felt a chill run down her back as though a cold wind had blown past her.
She had never expected that summoning a messenger would be so dangerous. Thankfully, the woman with the four heads didn't do anything after watching silently for a while. She just received the letter and left.
…
North Borough, 160 Böklund Street, inside Dawn Dantès's manor.
"Who sent it?" Klein asked with anticipation as he received the letter from Miss Messenger.
Reinette Tinekerr's four blonde, red-eyed heads said one after another:
"Vessel of …" "Filthy …" "Darkness …" "Darkness …"
This nickname … Klein was taken aback when he heard that. He was momentarily unable to immediately figure out who Miss Messenger was referring to.
His mind quickly flashed to the people who had the method to summon messengers as he filtered them one by one.
In just a few seconds, he had a conjecture.
Trissy!
According to what Klein knew, this Demoness who had been renamed Trissy Cheek was very likely one of the mediums for the Primordial One's awakening or descent.
In such a situation, it wasn't impossible to call her a "vessel."
And anyone who knew enough about the mysterious World knew that the Primordial Demoness was an evil goddess. She was known as the Terminator who ended everything. Her goal was to create the apocalypse and destroy everything. Furthermore, she wielded the authority of emotions and emotions related to desires. "She" was described as filthy and dark. It wasn't too appropriate, but it was understandable.
Similarly, filth and darkness could also describe Trissy, who had been corrupted to a certain extent by an evil god.
As expected of an angel, to dare speak of the Primordial Demoness in such a manner … Klein marveled inwardly and was about to open the letter to read it quickly.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly looked at Miss Messenger.
"How did the sender react to you?"
"She's …" "Very …" "Scared …" Reinette Tinekerr's three heads spoke one after another. The one that didn't get a turn could only open its mouth.
Klein's expression turned slightly solemn as he deliberated and asked, "What's the matter?
"Did you mark her?"
Reinette Tinekerr's head, which hadn't been able to speak, spoke first.
"No …"
The remaining three golden-haired, red-eyed heads added.
"Because … She … She … Has …"
"The … aura … of the Primordial …"
Klein was silent for a few seconds before he nodded.
"I understand."
After watching Miss Messenger step into the void and leave, he unfolded the piece of paper and quickly scanned through Trissy's letter.
She's actually looking for me to deal with Saintess of White Katarina … Isn't that exactly what I wanted to do … Klein's eyes flickered a few times as he immediately found a black blob that resembled paste.
Right on the heels of that, he transformed into German Sparrow and evenly smeared the blob onto a small mirror in the room.
After patiently waiting for nearly ten minutes, Klein failed to contact Demoness Trissy even after the black blob completely evaporated without leaving anything behind.
Indeed, Trissy, who has been corrupted by the Primordial Demoness to a certain extent, recognized Miss Messenger's level. She was frightened by the angel who delivered the letter … For the time being, she probably won't be contacting German Sparrow … Sigh, if I had known that Miss Messenger was an angel in a special state, I definitely wouldn't have let "Her" appear in front of Trissy. Or I would've exhorted her to send "Her" letter along with the Demoness's summons … Klein sighed silently. All he could say was that he was really unlucky.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a series of illusory pleas.
…
In a dark alley in the Baekeland Bridge area.
Xio hid Wintry Blade and entered as she warily looked around.
"Not bad. You're getting more and more experienced."
As a deep male voice sounded, a figure walked out from the darkness around the corner.
He was tall and wore a golden mask that revealed his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and cheeks. He was none other than the MI9 member who had previously contacted Xio.
"Why did you contact me so urgently?" Xio took the initiative to ask.
The golden-masked man did not exchange pleasantries either.
"You seem to be monitoring Viscount Stratford's surroundings. Have you noticed anything unusual recently?"
Xio thought for a moment.
"Yes.
"He had intimate contact with a woman of unknown origin. He had asked her to come to his mansion late at night several times.
"I tried to follow the woman, but failed twice.
"Also, Viscount Stratford suddenly went out two nights ago. I don't know where he went. I couldn't follow him."
The golden-masked man tersely acknowledged and asked for all sorts of details. As for Xio, she answered according to what she had seen back then. She only hid the fact that she had met Shermane in the carriage and had followed Viscount Stratford to the warehouse.
"Not bad. Your persistence has paid off." The golden-masked man nodded slightly, as though he didn't doubt Xio's words at all.
He exhaled and changed the topic.
"With this matter, your contribution points will increase by quite a bit.
"To be frank, if this continues, it won't take long for you to accumulate enough contribution points to exchange for a Sequence 6 potion. However, before that, there will definitely be a strict qualification review. As for your background, heh heh, there's no need to doubt it. I know very well that your background definitely won't pass the review.
"Actually, there's no need for you to seek the truth. I know that this is the motivation for you to persist in the mission related to Viscount Stratford, but my personal advice is to let go of this matter.
"With your current Sequence and abilities, it's enough for your mother and brother to lead a good life. Don't worry, no one will come looking for trouble with you.
"And if you insist on persisting, I can't guarantee what will happen."
Although Xio had already expected such a speech, she still couldn't help the palpitations and surging emotions in her heart when she heard it. She blurted out, "That's right.
She blurted out, "Who are you?"
"I'm just an ordinary Mid-Sequence Beyonder." The golden-masked man smiled and said, "You might not know this, but the position of captain of the royal guards has the corresponding authority of MI9. It's equivalent to the deputy director in charge of matters related to the royal family. When your father was still alive, I was his subordinate, and I received his help in various aspects. After he passed away, I, who didn't commit any mistakes or know of any secrets, was excluded from the core authority of MI9. You see, heh, I can only be in charge of peripheral intelligence agents like you."
Having said that, the golden-masked man sighed.
"Your father has helped me a lot, so after I recognized you, I deliberately made you an intelligence agent under me. I'll provide you with some help within the limits of my authority. However, I have my own family and my own life. It's impossible for me to do anything too dangerous or take on too much risk for you.
"How about this? I'll help you get the Judge potion formula. After that, you don't need to accumulate contribution points or seek advancement. Instead, you should exchange for something that will make your life better. As for what you plan on doing in private, I don't know, nor do I want to know."
Xio fell into a daze as her lips quivered.
"My father, what kind of person is he?"
The golden-masked man replied with a sigh,
"He's a truly heroic, noble, and just noble, but he's not perfect. He's impulsive, impatient, irritable …"
Xio listened quietly. She wanted to ask something else, but all she said was a phrase.
"Thank you."
"Go back. I'll leave a message for you to meet me after I get the formula for Judge." The golden-masked man waved his hand.
After Xio's figure completely disappeared from the alley's exit, the golden-masked man was about to turn around when he suddenly heard an ethereal voice.
"She's lying.
"It is certain that she followed Viscount Stratford near the scene of the crime."
The golden-masked man was silent for a moment.
"She was probably just worried that it would arouse suspicion.
"With her Sequence, how can she defeat Viscount Stratford? Furthermore, wasn't it said that Viscount Stratford had a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact?
"I believe it's very likely that she didn't even dare to get close. Otherwise, she wouldn't have survived!"
The ethereal voice replied, "That's right.
"Regardless, since there are suspicions, we have to conduct further investigations. Don't ask about the subsequent matters. "
Outside the alley, Xio was calmly walking along the street lamps.
She had deliberately not mentioned that she had followed Viscount Stratford.
This wasn't to hide it or to clear herself of suspicion or to avoid trouble. Her true goal was the opposite.
Before the Tarot incident, her original plan was to say that she had followed Viscount Stratford to a warehouse in the dock area and had been frightened away by a terrifying tornado. This would be more convincing, more believable, and less likely to arouse suspicion. However, after knowing that The World, German Sparrow, was interested in this matter, she had secretly changed her mind. She decided to leave her story open to suspicion.
She felt that at her level, it was very likely that she would need another three to five years, or even longer to investigate the king's secrets. Perhaps there was no hope forever. And with the help of The World's strength, she might succeed this time.
For this, she was willing to take the risk and place herself in the middle of a torrent.
And today, before meeting the golden-masked man from MI9, Xio had prayed to Mr. Fool, asking "Him" to pass on her thoughts to The World, German Sparrow.
PS: Early update on the first day of October. Seeking a guaranteed monthly ticket ~
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