Late at night, St. Paolo School.
Sister Mony personally sent Kieran to the small chapel and boarded her personal wagon. The coachman was the Captain of the School Security.
The Captain of the School Security looked reluctant, but he couldn't disobey Sister Mony's order.
In order to complete the mission as soon as possible, the moment Kieran boarded the wagon, the Captain of the School Security cracked the whip in his hand.
Pak!
A clear crack later, the wagon disappeared into the night.
Sister Mony turned around and went back into the small chapel after the wagon had disappeared.
Her Guardian Knight, Guntherson, stood in the shadow of the candlelight, maintaining his vigilance.
After a full 10 seconds, Guntherson walked out of the shadow.
"Just like what Kieran said, they have been watching the whole school.
They must have used some kind of binoculars. It's rare to see someone with night vision.
Those bastards are really daring! "
The Guardian Knight grunted coldly at the end of his sentence.
"So their attention has been attracted by Kieran?"
Sister Mony sighed softly, her words filled with worry.
"Don't worry. If Kieran chose this plan, he must be confident.
So far, everything is going according to Kieran's plan.
All we need to do is wait for Kieran's news. "
The Guardian Knight comforted the former saintess.
"Let's hope so!"
As Monica spoke, she slowly walked towards the statue of the goddess and began to pray again.
Guntherson's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
He walked back into the shadow.
The former Guardian Knight, now the Night Watcher.
His glory had faded, and the light had faded.
The vow to protect the goddess that he had forgotten was now clear as day.
He had started to face his own heart.
To Guntherson, one accident was enough.
He would not allow anyone to get close to Sister Mony again.
...
It was late at night, and the streets were empty.
The wagon could travel at full speed.
Therefore, in just 10 minutes, Kieran returned to his residence.
The captain didn't even wish to bid good night to Kieran and drove the carriage away.
Kieran shrugged helplessly as he watched the man leave.
He knew that it would be a beautiful wish for the stubborn girl to get along with him.
At least in the short term.
Kieran pulled up the collar of his coat, shielding himself from the chilly night wind, and went straight to his residence on the second floor.
There was no need to go through the first floor. The stairs were outside, so he could just go up directly.
The door was a single wooden door.
On top of the door frame, there was a small sign that said 'Kieran Consulting' in a crooked manner that was only the size of two palms.
Even though his name was written on it, the corner of Kieran's mouth twitched the first time he saw it.
If he could, he would rather not have such a signboard.
Taking out the key, Kieran opened the door and walked in.
The room consisted of an inner room, an outer room, and a separate washroom.
The outer room served as the living room, office, and dining room. It was quite tidy.
The inner room was a simple bedroom.
Kieran was quite satisfied with the arrangement.
Kieran was not a neat freak, nor did he have OCD.
It was just that no one would like to stay in a dirty and messy room.
There was nothing in the room that was worthy of his attention.
When he had returned last night, Kieran had checked the room thoroughly.
Therefore, Kieran went straight to the bedroom, put on his clothes, and waited patiently on the bed.
He was waiting for those bastards who were obsessed with the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn.
Kieran believed that they would come looking for him.
He was the best detective in the city.
He had also been at St. Paolo School for two days in a row. If yesterday's incident could be attributed to Altilly Hunter's disappearance, what about today?
Not only did he stay for a whole day, but he was also received by the principal, Sister Moni.
All these things were enough for those bastards to connect the dots.
After all, no one would go looking for a detective without a reason.
There must be something that required the detective's help.
What in the whole of St. Paolo School would require a detective's help?
The wealth of the Church of Dawn!
Other than that, there was no other possibility!
As long as the detective thought that way, he would come looking for Kieran.
Kieran was confident.
If it wasn't tonight, it would be tomorrow!
In order to give himself time to wait for the detective, Kieran had set a standard.
If the detective exceeded the standard, he would have to activate his backup plan.
Fortunately, it seemed like Kieran did not need to do that.
Twenty minutes had passed. His E + Intuition allowed Kieran to clearly hear the sound of the door lock turning.
It was not the sound of a key turning the lock.
It was from some other metal utensil.
It was not loud, but it was enough to alert Kieran.
Kieran took out his [M1905] and dagger and quietly walked out of the bedroom, standing behind the door and leaning against the wall.
Kak!
A clear noise later, Kieran's door was opened.
Through the crack in the door, a figure carefully walked in.
The figure glanced around before looking at the direction of the bedroom. Then, he walked towards the bedroom with light steps.
From the beginning to the end, the figure did not notice Kieran, who was in [Undercover] mode behind the door.
Kieran looked at the figure's movements and made sure it was only one person. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
According to Sister Moni's description, there were at least two of them.
If there was only one of them …
The thoughts in Kieran's heart didn't cause him to hesitate. He had expected such an outcome before this.
Kieran quietly walked up to the man's back and pointed the [M1905] at the back of his head.
The figure's steps froze instantly.
"I mean no harm!"
A slightly sharp voice sounded.
"I can explain!
I'm listening! But my patience is limited! "
The figure seemed to be hoping that Kieran would put down the gun, but Kieran did not care.
Instead, he pushed the muzzle forward with all his might.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!
We are here to work together!
The secret of the Church of Dawn! "
The figure said quickly when he saw the gun pointing at him.
Kieran curled his lips when he heard what the figure said.
In order to survive, the figure was obviously playing tricks.
He was using vague words to arouse Kieran's curiosity. The figure was confident that the Church of Dawn would not tell him anything. He must have used some sort of history of the Church of Dawn, some books, or even some pope's handwritten notes to brush him off.
If Sister Mony and Guntherson really knew anything about this so-called treasure that had been accumulated for a thousand years, everything would turn out as they had predicted.
Unfortunately, the figure did not know that Sister Moni and Guntherson did not know anything about the thousand-year-old treasure of the Church of Dawn.
If it were not for the figure's appearance, Sister Moni and Guntherson would have treated it as a legend.
However, in the figure's eyes, Sister Moni and Guntherson knew the location of the thousand-year-old treasure of the Church of Dawn, but they could not pinpoint its exact location. All they could do was search for it in silence. When competitors appeared, Sister Moni and Guntherson were forced to seek Kieran's help in the search.
However, the figure thought that they could win Kieran over.
They were using the thousand-year-old treasure of the Church of Dawn as bait.
After that, they would try to silence the figure.
Kieran knew what they were trying to do.
That was why Kieran gave the figure a direct answer.
Bang!
Kacha!
Kieran landed a kick on the man's kneecap, and a bone-cracking sound was heard right away.
The figure opened his mouth and was about to scream in pain.
However, before the man could make a sound, Kieran covered his mouth and punched him hard in the stomach.
Bang!
[Kick: Inflicts 30 Damage to Target HP, Dislocates joint...]
[Punch: Inflicts 20 Damage to Target HP, Target passes out...]
Looking at the unconscious man, Kieran pulled off the mask that was covering his face.
Under the dim light from the window, Kieran sized up the figure.
He had triangular eyes, a flat nose, a scrawny body, and his hair was half black and half white.
He was not eye-catching, even a little ugly.
Kieran searched the figure's body.
A dagger, a flintlock gun, a pair of binoculars and a set of lockpicking tools.
There was nothing special about the dagger, the flintlock gun, and the binoculars.
The set of lockpicking tools, which looked like a wallet, surprised Kieran.
[Name: Lockpicking Tool]
[Type: ETC]
[Rarity: Great]
[Attack: None]
[Attributes: Precision Lvl 1]
[Effects: None]
[Prerequisites: Lockpicking (Basic)]
[Able to bring out of the dungeon: Yes]
[Remarks: It is made with a hair clip, iron wire and a screwdriver]
...
[Precision Lvl 1: Lockpicking success rate increases by 10%]
...
"An attribute item!"
This was the first attribute item that Kieran had gotten since he entered the dungeon.
"As expected, only by completing extra missions can I get good stuff easily!"
Kieran exclaimed.
Then, Kieran looked at the uninvited intruder.
Kieran would never forget how the intruder had opened his door so easily.
Lockpicking!
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