Chapter 48 Prelude

At No. 7 Pinster Street, Leonard, who made a special trip back home to attend the Tarot gathering, was about to go out and go to the basement of St. Samuel's Church to read the materials and prepare for the action to appease the soul at night. Suddenly, his eyes blurred and he saw that A messenger with four blond hair and red eyes wearing a gloomy and complicated dress.

——As a "Requiem Master", he can already directly see spiritual creatures.

After receiving the letter from Klein, Reinette Tinekerr turned around before Leonard could say thank you, and walked into the void without stopping.

"...Old man, why does Klein have messengers of this level? This is the benefit of the favored ones?" Leonard couldn't help lowering his voice and asked Pallez Zarathustra.

At first, he fantasized that this was a standard configuration for members of the Tarot Society, but later found that he was thinking too much.

Pales Zarathustra's slightly old voice immediately let out a hey:

"It should belong exclusively to Klein Moretti. Everyone will have a special encounter, isn't it? Even for a guy like you, isn't it the same?

"Hehe, I thought you would use 'crippled angel' to describe him, but it turned out to be 'messenger of this level'. That's right, remember my reminder."

Leonard curled his lips, unfolded the letter, and read the content on it.

"It really is the favored one of secret and fate..." Pallez Zarathustra quickly glanced at the beginning with the help of Leonard's eyes.

Leonard didn't look at the ground, he took a few steps back, threw himself into the arms of the sofa, and then said:

"Klein can see through the theft and replacement of fate... Then we don't have to worry about searching for items at the demigod level of the 'Stealer' pathway."

"Even if you are in a hurry, you don't know where to search." Paleston sneered.

Even in the gathering of the hermits of fate, similar items may only appear once in several years, and the next convening will not be until the end of the year.

Leonard couldn't find the words to respond for a while, so he had to turn his attention to the next two paragraphs.

After a brief silence, he gave a low laugh:

"I've always wondered, when facing Megose, where did Klein get the high-level spell in the 'Sun' domain? I thought it was given by the 'Death Consul' before.

But I don't quite understand what an angel in the 'death' domain collects high-level spells in the 'sun' domain, committing suicide? Now, I finally understand.

"Old man, it's not like I haven't held '3-0782' before. Why didn't you find a drop of the divine blood of 'Eternal Blazing Sun' hidden in it? If you could steal some power in advance, you wouldn't have it back then, no meeting……"

Leonard originally wanted to laugh at the old man with this matter, but he fell silent while talking.

Pales Zarathustra sighed in his mind:

"If that drop of divine blood could be found casually, that mutated sun emblem wouldn't be in Tingen."

Leonard was silent for a few seconds, then asked:

"Then how can I find a chance to get that holy emblem and make the 'Yang Yan' charm?"

Although Klein said it was easy in the letter, Leonard knew that it was not an easy thing to do, because he was no longer a "Nighthawk" in Tingen City, even if he went back to visit his former colleagues and teammates now, he would not Eligible to enter that Chanis gate.

Hearing his question, Pales Zarathustra said angrily:

"You still come to ask me such a trivial matter, you can't think about it yourself?"

Leonard coughed uncomfortably, mobilized his brain cells, and began to seriously look for a solution:

"I'm acting alone now, but the archbishop gave me the power to send local 'Nighthawks' from the area involved to help.

"Well, if these souls of Backlund have been appeased, but I haven't fully digested the potion, can I develop into other parishes?

"At this time, if Tingen happens to have a haunting incident, then I can go back reasonably, draw two 'Nighthawks', and use '3-0782'..."

After Leonard finished "talking to himself", Pallez Zoroast laughed and said:

"It's okay, I found the idea so quickly.

"But have you ever thought that you are going to appease, not purify, this is contradictory to using '3-0782', and it is easy to attract suspicion."

Leonard who got the affirmation immediately laughed:

"Old man, don't you understand? When I first joined the 'Nighthawks' team, there was such a thing in the education I received: on the premise that you have the ability to purify, comfort can achieve the best results.

"Emperor Roselle also said that to solve a problem, you need a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other."

Pales Zarathustra immediately snorted:

"Then do as you said. Of course, the premise is that you can complete those tasks given by Anthony Stevenson within a week or two. Bullets, there is no need for that."

Leonard's forehead twitched as he recalled the task list filled with several sheets of paper.

He immediately forced himself to forget about this trouble, and muttered in his heart:

"I don't know when the task of punishing that blood race will start...

"I don't know if the blood race has a sealed item at the demigod level of the 'Stealer' pathway...

"The temporary dream world... I can create it myself, and I can find opportunities to make it into a spell, but can this level of power resist the erosion of the darkness of the 'Land Abandoned by God'?"

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Jorwood District, inside a house.

Fors sat on the sofa with a book in her hand, watching Xio walk towards the hall and put on the boots for going out.

"Don't be in such a hurry, that gentleman didn't release the investigation task so quickly." Finally, Forsi couldn't hold back her doubts, and said.

Xio glanced at her and said:

"I'm a bounty hunter, and I have other tasks."

Having said that, she paused, hesitated and said:

"Fors, do you think Miss Justice is very similar to Miss Audrey?"

Forsi was stunned for several seconds before she came back to her senses, subconsciously waved her hand, and said with a smile:

"how is this possible……"

Before she finished speaking, similarities flashed in her mind, and her eyes opened wider and wider.

After a while, she whispered:

"Not impossible.

"'Audience' channel, psychological alchemy meeting, noble lady, blond hair and blue eyes...Among the nobles I know, she is the only one who is eligible...Of course, there are more nobles I don’t know, and even those I know, I don’t know Let me know if they have anything to do with the Psychic Alchemists..."

After quietly listening to his friend's words, Xio thought for a while and said:

"Forsi, do you still remember the missions that Miss Audrey entrusted to us? I thought it was from Earl Hall, but now that I think about it, maybe it came from, um, a party...

"Also, how did we know the honorable name of Mister Fool, do you still remember? A book borrowed from Viscount Grelint! There is an old piece of paper hidden in its cover!"

Forsi nodded in amazement:

"We can find out that Miss Audrey, who is a good friend of Viscount Glaint, may also find out! This can explain why she can join the party..."

"Hmm." Xio agreed with Forsi's guess.

Forsi opened her mouth, and was about to say something more, when she suddenly remembered the failed surveillance of the blood clan, and quickly glanced left and right vigilantly, saying:

"Hugh, we usually try to talk less about party-related matters.

"Miss Audrey, uh, we will meet once a week or two, and we will observe then."

Take a break to wake up, nodded heavily and said:

"it is good!"

She immediately opened the door and went out, all the way to a bar in the East District, and sat at the bar counter.

After knocking on the table, she said to the bartender who raised her head:

"What new task do you have today?"

The bartender briefly talked about the general situation, but did not say that anyone wanted to investigate a Mr. Ernes Boyar.

Sure enough, we have to wait until the day after tomorrow... Xio looked around, looked away, and asked with a little doubt and concern:

"I haven't seen Sherman for a long time. Do you know where he went?"

It was a young man who thought he was supposed to be a woman, one of Hugh's informants.

The bartender said with a hey:

"Maybe ran off with some man, you know, as long as a man likes him, he is always happy."

"This is not something worthy of discrimination." Xio retorted seriously, feeling a little worried for some reason.

She pushed her hands up and jumped off the high stool, planning to search for other places where Sherman often moves.

…………

Backlund Bridge area, Iron Gate Street, "Brave Man" bar.

Emlyn pressed his top hat, pinched his nose, walked through the crowd with mixed smells, and found the red-eyed Ian in a card room.

"Mr. White, what's the matter this time?" Ian smiled and led Emlyn to the empty billiard room.

Emlyn took off his hat and muttered:

"A small matter, help me post a request to the bounty hunters, the content is to track a man named Ernes Boyar, and figure out his daily movement trajectory. The bounty is 100 pounds."

"100 pounds?" Ian asked subconsciously.

As far as things like follow-up investigations are concerned, 100 pounds is really an exaggerated reward. You know, if a bounty hunter can complete this task alone, then he can take a year off, even if he has to support his family!

Emlyn nodded and said:

"The target is more dangerous."

After the previous Tarot Club discussions, he has now thought clearly, and believes that tracking Ernes Boyar is definitely an easy task-the blood viscount will definitely pretend not to find out, and deliberately give a fixed track of action.

Therefore, the 100 pounds is actually a reward for Miss "Judgment" to take the risk of exposure to join the joint operation. Of course, in order to mislead and cover up, at that time, multiple bounty hunters will definitely complete part of it and get different amounts of rewards However, Emlyn can only guarantee that Miss "Judgment" gets the most share.

"That's it." Ian stretched out his hand in understanding, "The advance payment, the specific address, the degree of danger, the characteristics of the appearance, it would be better if there is a portrait."

Emlyn immediately gave 30 pounds in cash and materials with Ernes Boyar's portrait.

"Red eyes?" Ian flipped through the paper in his hand and blurted out.

"Yes." Emlyn nodded slightly, glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "One more thing, help me collect clues about the members of the Rose School of Thought in Backlund."

"... Rose School?" Ian was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, as if he had never heard of this name.

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