In the first-class carriage, Valeera sat on her seat, resting her chin on her hand, looking at the changing scenery outside the window.
Shortly after leaving Tingen, the terrain began to undulate slightly.
Most of the time along the way, Valeera could always see the Tasok River running in the same direction as the Train River.
It is sometimes far, sometimes near, sometimes left and sometimes right.
By comparing the feeling every time she passed the bridge across the river, Valeera could easily tell that the Tasok River became wider as it got closer to the downstream.
Valeela did not always stay seated during the trip.
When noon was approaching, Habi, who had been lying quietly at her feet, gave her a few hard pulls.
Through the "connection", Valeela understood its needs, so she took the dog leash and took it to the bathroom at the end of the carriage.
She encountered a little trouble on this short journey.
An old gentleman wearing black-rimmed glasses accidentally knocked over the small table, and the newspapers on it were scattered all over the floor. Even half a cup of coffee on the table fell directly into his lap, staining his straight dark long hair. pants.
"damn it!"
"What bad luck!"
He swore angrily and shook his trousers to prevent burns.
Valeela, who happened to be walking next to him, had no choice but to squat down sideways and pick up the newspaper for him.
"Thank you, kind girl."
When Valeera stood up, the old gentleman had already regained his gentlemanly demeanor, wiped his hands with a silk scarf, and took the newspaper into his hand.
"Um."
Valeela smiled and nodded and continued moving forward.
She saw the back of a woman in a dark purple dress who had just walked out of the bathroom, so she took a few steps quickly and walked in before the others.
…
The last stretch before the train entered Backlund didn't feel good.
Passengers could see from a distance that the sky above Backlund was covered with thick clouds.
After that, as the train gradually moved closer to its destination, the originally bright orange sky quickly dimmed, as if it was covered with a gray filter.
Of course, even so, it is still the most prosperous city on the continent, a place known as the "Land of Hope".
The poor, middle class, wealthy businessmen and nobles can all find the things they "hope" here.
After coming out of the station, Abbys walked a short distance down the street and directly entered the nearby subway station, heading to her residence in the West End.
Not far behind her, Valeera walked in the opposite direction.
…
At 7:30 in the evening, Valeera came to the "Brave Man Bar".
At this time, she had already put on the neutral outfit she wore when she assassinated Mrs. Sharon.
A dark beret, a women's shirt and trousers similar to a riding uniform, women's boots, and a specially customized dark blue stand-collar windbreaker. All items are placed in an orderly manner in various convenient locations. Even the stand-in wand can be placed. The left side of the belt is symmetrical to the folding knife.
This is her most comfortable outfit.
God knows how hard it would be for her to hide these items while wearing a long dress.
Especially the stand-in wand and folding knife!
They had to be brought just in case, but they were items that could not be seen in the light, so Valeela had to spend a lot of time in the room to hide them in the right place under her skirt.
It's a pretty bad experience.
While still in Tingen, she had already adapted to her identity and behavior as a woman, no longer needing to dress to remind and express her external gender.
However, before leaving Klein, she was unable to make such a big change in style.
Pushing open the wooden door of the bar, Valeera did not go to the bar, but walked dexterously through the crowd, knocked on the door, and entered the card room where Maric was.
"You got promoted again?!"
Maric was a little shocked and a little unsure.
After seeing Valeera nodding in recognition, he added a little bitterly, "Congratulations, your strength is no worse than mine now."
He had actually been qualified to be promoted to Sequence 5 "Wraith Soul" for a long time, but after escaping from the Rose School, he and Sharon had cut off the source of potion materials.
For him, promotion to Sequence 5 not only means an improvement in strength, but also the replacement of curses.
To put it simply, during the full moon, the "living zombies" who uphold restraint will feel extreme pain, but the "revengeful spirits" will only become weak.
The difference between the two is really huge.
But they couldn't afford to offend the Rose School, so not to mention their hunting characteristics, if they just found traces of activities of members of the Rose School, they would have to try to mislead each other while hiding their own traces.
Valeera sat across from Maric.
After shaking hands to communicate their extraordinary will, the two spoke at the same time.
"I have……"
"I give……"
The two of them paused, and Maric said: "Let me talk first."
"I'll introduce you to someone."
As Maric's words fell, a short cold wind suddenly blew in the small chess and card room.
Then, next to Maric, on the seat that the zombie card players had given way to, a young woman with long hair and blue eyes appeared in a golden bun.
She was wearing a complicated and exquisite black Gothic palace dress and a small black soft hat. Her appearance was quite delicate, but her face was extremely pale.
"Sharon, Sequence 5 'Wraith'."
Miss Sharon, who showed her figure, briefly introduced herself in her usual calm tone.
"It turns out you...it turns out we have a companion!"
A suitably surprised expression appeared on Valeela's face, "Maric, you actually waited until today to introduce him to me."
"We need to tread carefully," was Sharon's explanation.
Maric also said at this time: "In terms of the concept of moderation, your performance has always been very good."
"After such a long period of observation, Sharon and I have decided to trust you and accept you as a true companion."
Valeera nodded and said solemnly:
"I will not betray your trust."
After saying this with a serious expression, Valeera smiled again, "Now, can I tell you what I discovered?"
"Okay." Sharon nodded.
"I found a special 'criminal' in Tingen," Valeela looked at Maric and Sharon one after another, and continued: "A kind-hearted criminal who has been promoted for more than a year but has never committed a crime."
There was obvious surprise in the eyes of Maric and Sharon, but they did not ask questions, but quietly waited for Valeera's next words.
There was no point in trying to whet the temperance faction's appetite, so Valeera didn't pause for long and quickly spoke again.
"His name is Harold Joestar, a policeman from Tingen."
…
After spending some time, Valeela recounted Harold's brief experience, and then said:
"I couldn't bear to watch a kind-hearted person sink, so I taught him some superficial 'acting' and 'moderation concepts' in the hope that he could maintain himself in the face of criminal desires."
"I want to take him over here sometime, do you agree?"
