The sun was shining brightly in midair, and in a silent and cool corner of the cemetery, Leonard Mitchell suddenly picked up the shovel that was stabbed into the ground beside him.
The two piles of soil gradually increased in height as the tomb was slowly revealed. Occasionally, people would pass by, but they didn't notice it at all. It was as though what was happening was just a dream.
Finally, Leonard abandoned the shovel and leaned down. He reached out his hands and grabbed the edge of the coffin lid.
With a sudden force, he pulled open the heavy wooden lid and discovered that the thick nails had fallen off at some point in time. There was nothing inside the pitch-black coffin.
There was nothing!
Leonard maintained his half-hunched body as he silently watched this scene. He didn't make any additional movements for a long time, as though he had turned into a stone statue.
…
In a blurry dream, Klein saw a stone monument. It was a stone monument with inscriptions written on it. It stood silently among its peers as it was dyed crimson by the moonlight.
This scene immediately shattered as Klein jolted awake. He confirmed that he was still Dawn Dantès and that he was still in the master bedroom at 160 Böklund Street.
The dream from before seems to indicate something … As a Seer, Klein placed great importance on every dream. It was no exception at this moment. He converged his thoughts and cast aside his sleepiness as he attempted to interpret it.
That should be a tombstone …
This represents a particular deceased person or something related to resurrection …
The crimson moonlight represents the Goddess, corresponding to the concepts of the Church of Evernight and the Nighthawks … If I directly see the moon, it might involve the Primordial Moon, Vampire Ancestor Lilith, and the Mother Tree of Desire …
The tombstone is dyed in a color that's close to blood. This means that it's not a good thing …
As Klein interpreted it, he connected the dots in an attempt to come up with an effective and meaningful conclusion.
After serious consideration, he began to believe that the revelation given by the dream was related to his past and the Church of Evernight.
Then, thinking back to what had happened in the past few days, Klein slowly came up with an answer.
As Dawn Dantès frequently heads to Saint Samuel Cathedral, he will definitely be placed on the investigation list. If Leonard hasn't left Baekeland, this will definitely attract his attention. After all, he knows that Dawn Dantès isn't a simple person. His origins are mysterious …
As an angel of the Marauder pathway, the grandpa in Leonard's body has a high chance of discovering the close connection between the gray fog and the Seer pathway. He also knows that the corresponding Sequence 0 is called The Fool …
This way, they'll naturally be able to link the previously circulated honorific name of The Fool to this matter. They'll believe that I'm a member of the secret organization that worships The Fool. And from this line of thought, they can also implicate the person who killed Lanevus, Hero Bandit Dark Emperor, who also used tarot cards …
Together with the German Sparrow clues that I deliberately left behind, as well as the fact that Leonard had previously been investigating Sherlock Moriarty, it's not impossible for him to connect all of this to the main suspect.
And in the early days, Sherlock Moriarty's disguise wasn't too good. As long as Leonard investigates deeper, it won't be difficult for him to discover that the great detective resembles his former colleague … So, he went to Tingen to dig up the grave to confirm it?
As he thought about it, Klein took a pillow and sat up. He felt that he had already found the answer to the dream.
He began to carefully analyze what would happen next, considering if he should give up on the identity of Dawn Dantès.
Leonard has no way of informing the other Nighthawks of his inference and results because he can't explain the key parts. This will expose his own secrets …
According to my experience and understanding of him, he will use other methods to guide me. It will be more complicated and troublesome, and it will take more time. Before that, I should find him and give him another warning. That should be enough to dispel his thoughts. After all, the Church didn't suffer any substantial losses this time, and no one died.
Yes, I paid attention to the timing of the identity of Dawn Dantès. I specially falsified the trajectory of my activities in the Southern Continent a few months ago, and I made it a little different from the date when German Sparrow's appearances decreased. And this involves the Intis colony, so it's rather difficult to verify …
That is to say, Leonard is at most at the level where German Sparrow is equivalent to Sherlock Moriarty is equivalent to Klein Moretti. At most, he will believe that I'm in cahoots with "them," and that I belong to the secret organization that believes in The Fool …
Heh heh, in his eyes, Dawn Dantès is likely a mysterious powerhouse who can directly sense the existence of the grandpa in his body, a demigod. That's clearly different from other identities.
Klein quickly came up with a countermeasure as he began thinking about the matter he had encountered at the East Balam Military Veterans Clubhouse in the afternoon.
Why would such an arms smuggling business come to me directly?
I just established a friendship with Member of Parliament Macht. I haven't experienced any trials, so I'm not that trustworthy …
Perhaps, this is a test in itself?
The firearms and cannons in the beginning likely won't be in large quantities, nor will they involve any good products. Furthermore, they'll have to pay first before the goods are delivered. If anything really happens to me, they won't suffer any losses. All they need to do is suffer the repercussions of a small batch of weapons entering their territory.
Hmm … To them, a tycoon like me who has a complicated history and a deep understanding of West Balam is a very good candidate. First, I have money. Second, I have guts. Third, I have resources and connections. I can sell the arms to suitable people. Fourth, I have no background in the kingdom's upper echelons. I can be thrown out as a scapegoat at any time.
They will likely send someone to supervise me in secret … As long as this "business" is completed successfully, I'll be a close partner of the military in the future … This will be beneficial to the investigation of the truth behind the Great Smog of Baekeland …
The problem now is that I don't have any actual understanding of the West Balam Resistance and the various tribes … I have no idea where Anderson is, and I don't have any means of contacting him …
Uh, Dhaniz might have a grasp of the situation in West Balam … Same for Ma 'am Hermit. It's the same for Queen Mystic behind her … I'll first gather information from these channels …
Having made up his mind, Klein's thoughts gradually calmed down as he felt sleepy again. Hence, he slid down bit by bit and burrowed into bed.
…
In the basement of Saint Samuel Cathedral, Leonard, who had just returned from Tingen, caught up with the team's internal meeting.
Sostel first reported the archbishop's conclusion and the spoils of the local Nighthawk teams.
"With the help of the Holy Cathedral, His Excellency Saint Anthony confirmed that the intruder was the German Sparrow, and gave the conclusion that the mad criminal was still alive, but not in this World.
"What a contradiction. I don't understand what it means, and His Excellency the Archbishop didn't explain.
"In short, our focus will be on the investigation of the German Sparrow.
"According to the information provided by MI9, the German Sparrow was a fake identity, and he was originally from Baekeland …"
After summarizing the clues, Sostel asked casually,
"Do you have anything to add?"
Leonard opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his eyes flickered twice before he became silent again.
Sostel turned his head to look at him and called out his name.
"Leonard, didn't you discover some clues?"
Leonard fell silent for a second before shrugging his shoulders.
"That clue has already been eliminated."
Sostel didn't ask any further as he turned to look at the other team members.
After a round of supplementation and analysis, he began assigning the missions of his Red Gloves team.
After everything was assigned, Leonard Mitchell returned to the upper lounge with a list of names that needed to be cross-checked. He threw his body onto the bed.
After sitting in silence for a while, Leonard raised his hand to tidy up his hair and prepared to take action.
However, the first dream he came to didn't belong to any of the names on the list.
His target was Dawn Dantès!
After repeated consideration, he decided to have a face-to-face conversation with this secret organization member, the undying monster from the Fourth Epoch, to see if he could obtain the corresponding information.
This seemed a little rash, but in a situation where both sides knew that the other had problems and secrets, it was a good solution.
…
160 Böklund Street. Klein's dazed mind suddenly jolted awake. He knew that someone had entered his dream.
He pondered for a moment before sitting in a reclining chair. He turned his head to look at the balcony and saw a black-haired, green-eyed man in a white shirt and black vest nimbly leap in. He was none other than Leonard Mitchell.
I didn't even go looking for you, but you came knocking on my door yourself … The other Nighthawks politely knock on the door to enter, but you are the only one who leaped onto the balcony … As Klein lampooned, he watched his poet approach.
At that moment, in Leonard's eyes, the Dawn Dantès in his dream was still dressed in a formal suit. His hair was white, and he had distinct facial features, making him look extremely charming.
At that moment, the tycoon's lips curled up slightly with a smile. He didn't hide the fact that he was maintaining his lucidity and wasn't affected by the Nightmare powers.
"Didn't Pallez Zoroast tell you what manners are?" Klein said in a tone that matched the image in his mind.
Pallez Zoroast … He's warning me again … Leonard was taken aback as he memorized the name.
He quickly reined in his thoughts and bowed in a rather standard manner.
"Please forgive me for disturbing you. You are on our list of suspects.
"This infiltration was done by you? Is this your goal for coming to Baekeland? "
"No." The Dawn Dantès Klein picked up the red wine beside him and took a sip. "It wasn't us. It was him alone."
He took on a stance as though he wasn't afraid of Klein knowing.
"German Sparrow?" Leonard asked in a deep voice.
Klein's blue eyes that hid the vicissitudes of life glanced at him.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"What does he want? He didn't take anything, "Leonard asked in passing.
Klein raised his hand to touch his white sideburns and chuckled.
"What do you think?"
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