Seeing the three of them handling church matters skillfully, Klein couldn't help but feel that this scene was somewhat familiar. It was just that when he was looking at Dunn and others when he was bored, he noticed that a certain fake poet seemed to be looking at him with a scrutinizing look, which made Klein couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart:
Could it be that Leonard recognized me? impossible?
Speaking of which, how was my previous pension calculated... Hey, I'm not actually dead, but the church shouldn't need me to refund the eight thousand pounds, right?
Klein, who felt he had defrauded his pension, suddenly felt guilty. By the time the three of them finished handling the matter there, the night was already very dark. He looked at Leonard and others walking over and slowly stood up.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time," Dunn said to Klein in a deep voice.
Klein shook his head gently: "It's okay, I'm used to waiting."
What Klein meant was to wait for the day when he could reveal his identity again and reunite with people he knew well; but Dunn misunderstood what Klein meant, and couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart:
"You lurk in the Aurora Society without being discovered. Naturally, you need to have a lot of patience." Dunn nodded four times on his chest and showed a tired smile. He looked at Klein in front of him and said, "On my own behalf, I pay tribute to you."
"?" Klein was a little confused for a moment, and followed Dunn into the carriage on the street. He thought for a moment before realizing what Dunn was referring to.
You don't think I had a hard time "lurking" in the Aurora Society...
Ah no, actually I'm living a pretty good life... Um, do I count as a double agent?
Klein smiled awkwardly and pursed his lips silently. Fortunately, the mask on his face covered Klein's expression, making him look less embarrassed.
Sitting in the car, Klein felt relaxed for the first time in a long time. He looked at the silver rings shining on the fingers of Dunn and Daly, who were sitting together, and the hands they held together. He looked at Leonard's movements of slightly tilting his head from time to time, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
so good……
No one sacrificed, even if they faced danger, they all gained happiness...
very nice.
…
"Old man, I think this person is a little strange." Leonard once again asked Pales in his mind in a strange tone in his heart. Pales laughed and didn't answer much.
He felt multiple blessings from the masked man in front of him who was distracted from time to time.
There is the goddess of the night, the true creator, and the care of a great existence that he does not know. Pales even felt that Amon was trying to leave an aura of care on him - but Amon did not succeed. It was driven away by the breath left by the goddess of night and the true creator.
"Hey, old man, are you talking?" Leonard didn't hear the answer and urged Pales dissatisfiedly in his mind. Pales snorted coldly and said to Leonard:
"According to what you said before, he may be the protagonist of this era."
"Also, you have to respect the elderly, you know? You have to respect the elderly! I am now..."
The last time Pales saw someone with such deep favor was Russell Gustave, whom he had known when he was hiding from Amon. He knew that "Son of Steam" Russell established a huge empire, and finally ascended to the throne of God and became the Black Emperor. So what will the man in front of him who is favored by the three gods achieve in the end?
Although Palles didn't know why Amon was harassing the person in front of him, he still felt that the unlucky guy who was being watched by Amon would probably not live long. If he could escape Amon's parasitism, he might have a chance to continue his promotion, but in Palles' view, this was unlikely.
How could it be so easy to escape being targeted by Amon? Pales thought, cursing in his heart:
How many lives do you have? Do you think you can escape from Amon?
He thought for a while and hid his body more secretly.
Ahem, life is important, life is important...
However, when Leonard heard Pales' words, he lowered his head in disappointment. He recalled what he said to Klein when he was in the second grade of middle school:
"This is how the two protagonists meet, and the wheels of fate begin to roll..."
Klein...we have never been the protagonist...
Leonard looked out the window in despair. Under Pales' words, he thought of Klein again.
After a long time, when the carriage had slowly stopped, Leonard was still immersed in his lost thoughts. Seeing that Leonard didn't hear Dunn's call, Palles couldn't help but remind him:
"It's time to get off."
Leonard suddenly woke up, looked at Dunn who was looking at him helplessly under the carriage, smiled awkwardly but politely, and turned over to get out of the carriage. Pales couldn't help but wonder: What did this silly boy exchange for his IQ...
"Sorry..." Leonard showed a somewhat forced smile and said to Dunn.
Dunn sighed, patted Leonard on the shoulder and led a few people towards the church. Leonard stood there blankly for a while, and then followed Dunn forward.
As Klein walked, he looked around and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Walking to the back of the church, Dunn knocked on the door gently and said to the people inside: "Bishop Anthony, 'Professor' is already here. Can I come in now?"
"Please come in."
An old but powerful voice reached Dunn's ears. Dunn nodded, pushed the door open, and walked in with Klein. Klein looked at Anthony Stevenson standing in front of the window and was suddenly a little surprised:
The old man who had sent him the appointment documents before turned out to be the archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of the Night...
"Ah, we meet again, Professor Moriarty."
Anthony said gently to Klein: "No one will be paying attention here now, so please feel free to take off the mask. You have worked hard to lurk in a dangerous place like the Aurora Society."
Thinking that he had already disguised himself and had Mr. A use flesh and blood magic to help adjust the position of his facial features, Klein immediately no longer hesitated.
He then directly took off the pure white mask on his face and hung it around his waist, revealing a face that looked nothing like "Cline Moretti" at first glance - for those who are familiar with Klein For people, the slight adjustments on their faces are enough to make them think that "Sherlock Moriarty" and "Cline Moretti" don't look alike.
Of course, if you look carefully, there is a high probability that Klein will reveal his secret. He is not yet a "faceless man" and is not expert in disguises on his face.
"It's you..." Leonard suddenly thought of the young man he had seen at the banquet before - in fact, even thinking about it now, his True Creator Talisman Jumping Face and Flame Jumping Jumping Jumping all the way from Amon The escape operation of his men really made Leonard feel explosive.
Why are some people so skillful in escaping?
So it seems like he is only at Sequence Seven... Then how did he kill Mr. X single-handedly? Could it be that he successfully contracted the goddess's "sacred object" in sequence seven? ! When Leonard thought of this, his face looked more like he had seen a ghost.
Please forgive Leonard's mentality for breaking out. After all, he had been plotted against by Ince Zangwill, who was still Sequence Five at the time, and was unable to fight back. No one could have imagined that a Sequence Seven could kill a Sequence Five head-on.
Klein was hesitating whether to wear a monocle on his left eye—the sudden appearance of Amon left a deep psychological shadow on him. Klein hesitated and put his monocle on his left eye. He looked up at Leonard, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"Ah, you were the 'poet' that day. I didn't expect that you are also an Extraordinary and a member of the Nighthawks."
"So..." Leonard was about to ask, but Anthony Stevenson interrupted Leonard gently and gently, and said to him:
"Ahem, let's talk about it later. I have something to tell you."
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Thinking of what he had done, Leonard suddenly blushed and couldn't help but take two steps back and retreated behind Dunn. Klein nodded slightly and waited for Anthony's next words:
"Please tell me."
Anthony looked at the four people in front of him, looked at Klein in front of him and said gently:
"Professor Moriarty, I asked you to come here to tell you about your follow-up arrangements - well, you are currently lurking in the Aurora Society. You can tell us what you had before this incident happened. Did you find it?"
It was the Goddess of the Night who asked Archbishop Anthony to send me the documents. She and the True Creator should have some cooperation. It should be okay for me to talk about these things in the Church of the Night... Klein cleared his throat and prepared to pick something unimportant. The message was told to four people:
"As far as I know, the Aurora Society no longer acts as randomly as before, and their members seem to have regained some sense."
Klein considered it and said: "Moreover, the Aurora Society will now require members to submit applications before they are approved. This incident seems to be Mr. I saw Mr.
"Finally, the Aurora Society seems to be fighting internally over the issue of its style of conduct. For example, Mr. X is someone who is unwilling to give up his previous style of conduct."
"This is quite formal... Why does it look like a church?" Leonard couldn't help but whisper to himself.
However, he thought that only he could hear his voice, but in fact Anthony, who was Sequence Three, could hear it clearly. Anthony Stevenson tilted his head slightly and glanced at Leonard, as if he wanted to know how this kid got into Sequence Six.
He coughed: "I know."
"Professor Moriarty, then you can continue to complete your mission and don't worry about the situation in the church." A smile appeared on Anthony's face and he told Klein: "It's inconvenient for you during the mission. I will collect your salary as an Extraordinary and exchange it for the merits you have accumulated in the church, which can be directly exchanged for your subsequent potions in the future."
"Of course, this mission will also be converted into merit for you."
"Besides, you are now officially in Dunn's team. If you are inconvenient later, you can contact him directly."
Klein nodded: "Thank you, Bishop Anthony."
"It's okay." Anthony Stevenson tapped his chest four times and drew a "Crimson Moon" pattern. He whispered to Klein in front of him:
“May the Goddess bless you on your way forward.”
Klein and others also bathed in the moonlight and silently drew a crimson moon on their chests.
…
"Oh? Graylint wants a cane-like weapon? This is beyond my imagination. He is finally starting to make progress."
Gao Wei tapped the ground with his cane and spoke to his body far away in the starry sky. He raised his eyebrows and said to the high-dimensional overlooker (himself): "Then I think we can raise his attention level to one level, and we will look at the rest later."
"As for weapons..." Gao Wei chuckled softly: "I can easily ask someone to make the shape of the weapon, but what do you want to do with the extraordinary characteristics of sequence eight? This time he has made a great contribution. You can’t fool him.”
"...You mean the characteristics on earth?" Gao Wei looked at his own body in disbelief: "Do you think I am a slave in the Southern Continent? The characteristics now are very precious and cannot be used indiscriminately! Um...otherwise you Talk to the Ring of Destiny and ask him to give you some power?”
After the high-dimensional overlooker had a friendly exchange with the Ring of Fate, the two reached a tacit understanding. He whispered a few words to his incarnation on the ground, allowing Gao Wei to understand what exactly was needed for the "gift of power" from the Ring of Destiny.
"An Extraordinary blood sacrifice with at least Sequence Six, plus prayers..." A faint white ring appeared in Gao Wei's pupils, and he looked in one direction: "I can't let you escape..."
Threads appeared in front of Gao Wei. He pulled them gently and stepped over them.
The demon dog that was devouring the internal organs was frightened for a moment, but the next moment it became ferocious and pounced on Gao Wei.
——This is a "devil" preparing for a promotion ceremony!
"Can I lend you your characteristics and body?" Gao Wei said sincerely to the dog what he had said to Sharon before. The dog was silent for a moment and then continued to pounce, obviously reluctant. Gao Wei chuckled:
"You scared me."
"I'm going to start fighting for my life."
The devil dog's mind couldn't understand what nonsense the powerful extraordinary person in front of him was talking about. It just wanted to bite Gao Wei's throat. Gao Wei waved his hand gently, and a vertical wall appeared in front of him, blocking the way of the demon dog.
Gao Wei took out the meat saw knife from his pocket and struck the dog on the head cleanly. Seeing the demon dog lose its voice, the smile on Gao Wei's face faded and he took out a crimson cane from the photo he carried with him.
He inserted his cane into the center of the demon dog's head and recited a prayer:
"The power of the Ring of Fate..."
He is preparing to summon the power of the Ring of Fate and transfer it to this cane!
"You are the past, the present, and the future;"
"You are the cause, the result, and the process."
"I pray to you, pray for your grace, and pray for your grace to grant this staff the power to connect with the 'contracted person' of the 'High Dimensional Overlooker'."
Under such a casual ceremony, the cane actually lit up with a little crimson light.
(End of chapter)
