At 7 Pinster Street, Leonard, who had made a special trip to go home to attend the Tarot party, was about to go out to search for information underground in St. Samuel's Church, preparing for the action to soothe the soul at night. Suddenly, he saw the messenger carrying four blonde red-eyed heads wearing gloomy and complex long skirts.

As a "soul requiem", he can see spiritual creatures directly.

After taking the letter from Klein, Leonard had no time to say thank you, and Renette Tinicol turned around and walked into the void without stopping.

"...Old man, why does Klein have a messenger of this level? Is this the welfare of the favor?" Leonard couldn't help but lower his voice and asked Pales Soroasde.

He initially fantasized about this as a standard configuration for members of the Tarot Society, but later he found that he was thinking too much.

Pales Soroasd's slightly old voice immediately yelled:

"It should be the only one of Klein Moretti. Everyone has a special chance, right? Even a guy like you, isn't it the same?

"Haha, I thought you would describe Him as a 'incomplete angel', but it turned out to be a 'messenger of this level'. OK, I still remember my reminder."

Leonard curled his lips, unfolded the letter paper, and read the content above.

"It turns out that he is the loyalist of secrets and destiny..." Pales Soroasde quickly swept the beginning with Leonard's eyes.

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

"Crane can see through the stealing and substitution of fate... Then we don't have to rush to search for items at the "thief" that are at the demigod level."

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

Even for the gathering of the hermits of fate, similar items will only appear once every few years, and the next call will be until the end of the year.

Leonard couldn't find any words to deal with it for a moment, so he had to turn his attention to the next two paragraphs.

After a brief silence, he chuckled:

"I've always been wondering, when facing Megoos, where did Klein come from the "Sun" field high-level talisman? I thought it was given by the "Death Consul", but I didn't quite understand what an angel in the "Death" field did to collect the "Sun" field high-level talismans. Do you commit suicide? Now, I finally understand.

"Old man, I haven't held '3-0782', why didn't you find a drop of divine blood hidden inside? If you could steal some power in advance, you wouldn't have it at the beginning, you wouldn't have it, not..."

Leonard originally wanted to laugh at the old man for this matter, but as he spoke, he fell silent.

Pales Soroasde sighed in his mind:

"If the drop of divine blood could be found casually, the mutated sun badge would not be in Tingen."

Leonard asked in silence for a few seconds:

"Then how should I find an opportunity to get that holy emblem and make the 'Yang Yan' talisman?"

Although Klein said it easily in the letter, Leonard knew that this was not an easy thing to do, because he was no longer the "night watcher" in Tingen. Even if he went back to visit his former colleagues and teammates, he was not qualified to enter the Chanis door.

Hearing his question, Pales Soroasde said angrily:

"You still ask me about such a small matter, don't you think about it yourself?"

Leonard coughed uneasyly, hurriedly mobilized brain cells, and began to find a solution seriously:

“I am now acting alone, but the Archbishop has given me the power to draw local 'Night Watchers' from the area involved.

“Well, if all these souls of Beckland have been soothed, but I have not completely digested the potion, can I develop into other parishes?

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

After Leonard finished "talking to himself", Pales Soroasde laughed and said:

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

"But have you ever thought that you are trying to comfort, not purify, and this contradicts the use of '3-0782', which is easy to cause doubt."

Leonard, who received affirmation, immediately laughed:

"Old man, you don't understand this, right? When I first joined the "Night Watcher" team, there was a piece of education in my education: only by comforting can you achieve the best results if you have the ability to purify it.

"Emperor Rossell also said that solving problems requires a big stick and a carrot."

Pales Soroasde immediately said "tsk":

"Then do what you said, of course, the premise is that you can complete the tasks given by Anthony Stevenson within a week or two. If the operation to clear Amon has not yet received the "Yangyan" bullet, there will be no need."

Leonard recalled the task list full of several sheets of paper, and his forehead twitched.

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

"I don't know when the mission of punishing that blood clan will start...

"I don't know if the blood clan has a 'thief' seal at the demigod level...

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

…………

Jowood District, inside a house.

Forth held a copy and sat on the sofa, watching Hug walk towards the foyer and put on his boots for going out.

"Don't be so anxious, that gentleman didn't release the investigation task so quickly." Finally, Fors couldn't help but say.

Xiu glanced at her and said:

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

Speaking of this, she paused and said hesitantly:

"Forth, do you think Miss 'Justice' is very similar, Miss Audrey?"

Forsi was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses. He subconsciously waved his hand and laughed:

"How is it possible..."

Before she finished speaking, similarities flashed through her mind, and her eyes widened wider.

After a while, she whispered:

“It’s not impossible.

"The 'Accountant' path, the Psychological Alchemy, the noble lady, the blonde... Among the nobles I know, she is the only one who meets the conditions... Of course, there are more nobles I don't know, and even those I know will not let me know if they are related to the Psychological Alchemy..."

After listening to the words of his friend, Xiu Anjing thought for a while:

"Forth, do you remember the tasks that Miss Audrey entrusted to us? I originally thought it was from the instruction of Count Hall, but now I think about it, maybe from, well, the party...

"And, how do we know the name of Mr. Fool, do you remember? In the book borrowed from Viscount Glylint! Its cover is a piece of old paper!"

Fors nodded suddenly:

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

"Yeah." Hug agreed with Forth's guess.

Forsi opened his mouth and was about to say something else, but suddenly remembered the attempted surveillance of the blood clan, and quickly looked around and said with a vigilant look:

"Down, we usually try to discuss things related to parties as little as possible.

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

Let's take a break and say:

"good!"

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

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

“What new tasks are there today?”

The bartender briefly said that he didn't say anyone wanted to investigate a gentleman named Ernest Boyal.

Sure enough, I have to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... I looked around, withdrew my gaze, and asked with a little confusion 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 should be a woman and one of the informants of Xiu.

The bartender said hey:

"Maybe he ran away with some man, you know, as long as there is a man who likes him, he will always be happy."

"This is not something worth discrimination." Xiu retorted seriously, inexplicably a little worried.

She stretched her hand and jumped off the barstool, preparing to search for other places where Sherman often did.

…………

Beckland Bridge area, Ironmen Street, "The Brave" bar.

Emlin pressed his top hat, pinched his nose, walked through the crowd of people mixed with various smells, and found Ian with red eyes in a card room.

"Mr. White, what's going on this time?" Ian smiled and led Emlin to the uninhabited billiard room.

Emlin took off his hat and muttered:

"A little thing, help me post a entrusted bounty hunter, the content is to follow a man named Ernest Boyal and figure out his daily movements, bounty, 100 pounds."

"100 pounds?" Ian asked subconsciously.

As for following up and investigating things, 100 pounds is really an exaggerated reward. You should know that if a bounty hunter can complete this task alone, he can rest for a year, even if he has to support his family!

Emlin nodded and said:

“The target is more dangerous.”

After the discussion at the Tarot Club, he had now thought it was clear that he believed that following Ernes Boyal would definitely be an easy task. The Vampire Viscount would definitely pretend not to discover it and deliberately give a fixed trajectory of action.

Therefore, this 100 pounds is actually a reward for the "Judgement" Miss to join the joint action at the risk of exposure. Of course, in order to mislead and cover up, multiple bounty hunters will definitely complete part of it and receive different amounts of rewards. Emlin can only ensure that the "Judgement" Miss gets the most.

"That's it." Ian reached out with understanding, "the advance payment, specific address, degree of danger, appearance characteristics, better if there is a portrait."

Emlin immediately gave 30 pounds of cash and information about Ernest Boyal's portrait.

"Red eyes?" Ian turned over the paper in his hand and blurted out.

"Yes." Emlin nodded slightly, glanced left and right, and lowered his voice, "There is something else to help me collect clues from members of the Rose School in Beckland."

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