Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

"Is this the anonymous letter?" Soest repeatedly checked the front and back of the white letter paper with only one line of writing in his hand, "Did you see anyone when you went out?"

"Yeah..." Leonard replied weakly.

"Could it be...retaliation? Could it be possible that the two demons we just captured were acts of revenge by their elders or the upper echelons of the Blood Worship Cult?" the red gloves of the same team analyzed.

Soest pondered for a while, then said, "This possibility is not ruled out."

Leonard did not answer, but judging from the old man's reaction, it must not be that simple.

"Leonard, have you applied for a ritual divination on the source of this letter?" Soest asked again.

"Not yet...but demons have always been good at interfering with divination."

Regarding this question, the old man had already reminded Leonard that he must never perform private divination without the gaze of the Evernight Goddess.

The three of them discussed for a while, and other members of the Red Gloves team arrived one after another. The group of Red Gloves were all lonely. Although they were on vacation, they were all on call, and they were always ready to fight for the cause of the goddess. The look of life.

Sure enough, they invited a "wizard" who was mainly in charge of supporting the Nighthawks to perform ritual magic, and they got nothing except the letter paper from a grocery store on Pinster Street.

Leonard returned to the rest room at the bottom of the church. He was thinking all the way, if the investigation plan determined by the captain was to let him be the bait, how would he reasonably refuse.

Just use the promotion as an excuse, apply for potions when you go back, and then meditate in the church underground to calm your spirituality and practice new abilities.

Just entering the not-so-large room, Leonard immediately sensed something unusual. Guided by his spiritual intuition, he saw a simple envelope on the desk.

Leonard's skin suddenly tightened, his hair stood up, and cold sweat leaked out. Although he was in the ground of the church, he still felt the cold wind constantly blowing on his neck, which was creepy.

He opened his mouth with difficulty: "Old man... the underground of the church... isn't it safe?"

After a while, the voice in my mind sounded: "No one would choose to act in the Church of the True God."

Leonard took a few deep breaths to relieve the tension in his body. He walked to the table and unfolded the letter.

"Long time no see, I miss you very much."

"I will come to visit with gifts in the near future."

Leonard suppressed his desire to explode, and asked hesitantly, "Old man, is this your...old friend?"

"Hmph, the only one who always remembers you is your enemy."

"You actually know who the sender is, right?" Leonard asked tentatively.

"It stands to reason that it can only be him, but sending letters is not his style. Besides, his body would not dare to appear in Backlund, let alone the church of the Evernight Goddess. This level of blasphemy must be It will cause a godsend."

God drop? … Leonard felt his tongue was numb and his mouth was bitter.

"But, it's impossible for me to hide in the church forever." Leonard said bitterly.

After a moment of silence in my mind, the old and hoarse voice replied: "Maybe it's not him... I will find a way to confirm... If... I will change the host."

There was a moment of silence in the room. Leonard had a sullen face, rarely touched the ground with his feet, and sat solemnly on the chair. His eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Confused by the theory extended from "Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going?", Klein was dizzy and impulsively asked the special chef to bake his specialty dessert immediately, and let the kitchen The maid makes sweet iced tea.

After fully replenishing the sweets that stimulated the secretion of dopamine, the sky had already darkened. Klein opened the gorgeous gold case pocket watch and took a look, then stood up and told Richardson to go out.

Richardson quickly fetched his coat, put it on for his master, then handed over his cane and silk top hat, and silently stepped back two steps, with his head slightly lowered, following behind his master step by step.

There is a small moon mass at St. Samuel's Church tonight, and Klein was invited by Bishop Elektra before.

In the dark and peaceful atmosphere, Klein secretly touched his wallet.

Before the mass began, Klein noticed that Leonard was also standing among the believers. He had a solemn expression, staring intently at the dark holy emblem above the altar.

Leonard...it seems a little different today...does he not want to investigate me, a dangerous person? It seems that the old man in his body was indeed frightened by the lamp god.

The mass began soon, and Klein gradually melted into a sad and peaceful mood, without thinking about other things.

After it was over, he came back to his senses, donated according to the plan, listened to scriptures, and then went home in a luxurious carriage.

In the morning, Klein woke up at the normal time. Richardson's anomaly last night did not attract Klein's excessive attention. He had already made a divination confirmation above the gray fog regarding his own safety and the impact on what he was about to do.

The rest of the time was still a variety of courses, during which the ability to use money to solve her troubles for the etiquette teacher Ms. Wahana. Although Klein felt that if he was allowed to play in person, the culprit could be caught more quickly, but there is no way, the rich always have some troubles that are not known to outsiders.

On Saturday night, Klein was invited to a banquet hosted by Congressman Macht, a midterm exam on etiquette.

Klein, who has accomplished his studies, is able to handle the ball with ease. If he is not too old, he has the potential to become Backlund's new courtesan.

He discovered that Councilor Macht's daughter is a Extraordinary, it's not that he has awakened some new ability, the girl named Hazel was too obvious.

She stood away from the center of the ball, with a reserved, haughty and alienated expression on her beautiful face. She looked down at the men and women on the dance floor with condescension, and almost said, "I am an extraordinary person, and you mediocre Ordinary people are different!" Write it on paper, then raise it above your head, and spread the word.

She should be just a low-level Extraordinary, she is so undisguised, she probably has official endorsement, but at such a young age and so immature, she really doesn't look like a Nighthawk.

Klein politely invited Hazel to dance. She hesitated for a moment, maybe it was because she finally remembered that it was impolite for her to refuse the invitation all the time, or maybe it was because Dwayne Dantès' appearance was indeed deceptive.

Klein told a story with obvious extraordinary factors from the perspective of an experienced ordinary person, about the sea, about the southern continent.

Hazel's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then she tried her best to hide it, with emotions of "There must be something inside this matter", "That legend may be true", "You ordinary people don't understand" emotions , that kind of hesitating, unspeakable tangled expression, until the end of the dance, it was replaced by a reluctant and slightly regretful look.

This scene happened to be seen by Mrs. Liana. She felt a "thump" in her heart, and thought to herself that after the banquet, she must test her daughter's impression of this new neighbor. If... then she will never invite him to the house again. .