Shadow Apostle

(This is a message from more than 20 days later. In the past few days, several people have said that Monica's appearance was inexplicably unprepared, which made me very confused. She obviously had a role in the second chapter, and also had an indirect role in the fourth chapter. It’s clear that she is a good friend of Horst, but I don’t understand why some people think that her appearance is not foreshadowed. After asking a few friends, I found out that most people probably don’t even remember what happened more than 20 chapters ago. A character. This is a possibility that I have never imagined, and it is also my problem. There should not be more than 20 chapters between the first and second appearances of important characters. Now it is impossible to go back and adjust, so I can only mention it here. That’s a sentence. When you see this, you probably don’t remember the heroine who appeared in Chapter 2.)

The sun sets.

The afterglow shines on the flowing Wendy River.

The nearly one-kilometer-wide Wendy River divides the west side into two halves. On one side is the river valley area where even the air smells like George III, and on the other side is the platform area where whistles sound all day long.

Horst was in the river valley area, holding a small stack of documents and staring at a cafe not far away with a gloomy expression.

Frog Cafe.

He knew he had met his match this time.

mortal enemy.

The other party only used an ambiguous word to let him intervene.

He was so proactive that he had to steal important information from the police station.

And there is no room to even discuss remuneration. You can't earn even a Mira, and you may have to bear the responsibility in the end.

It is simply a shame for a time traveler to engage in a business that is destined to lose money.

The key is that even if he was aware of the other party's words at the time, he still had to come.

Because of the other party's identity, he would not joke about this kind of thing.

Monica really needed rescue, but for some unknown reason, the other party could only use this method to ask for help.

It has been a year since he came to this world, and Horst has come into contact with a lot of people, but with his social skills as an otaku, there are only a few people he can call friends.

But no matter how you calculate it, this woman who often posts bounties in the Tongue of Fire and often cuffs people and detains her can be counted as one of them.

In order not to reduce the number of friends by one, Horst could only grit his teeth and admit it, knowing that he would have to work for nothing.

And when you admit it, you should be grateful, because the other party has indeed violated the regulations by disclosing internal information to outsiders, and you must accept the other party's favor.

This is my favorite plot. Retribution comes so quickly.

Killing is also heartbreaking. If it weren't for Monica, she might still be waiting for your news to save her life. I must have a good fight with you.

You win this round, and I remember this account.

Gritting his teeth, he opened the stolen information and read it again. The more he read, the more he gritted his teeth.

Because in addition to the first piece of paper, there is also brief information about Monica's original mission at the back. It seems that it was added temporarily.

How could this vicious old lady be so greedy for money?

Fuming and looking through Monica's mission records again, Horst gradually put aside his frustration and annoyance.

It's actually not a big case.

It's just that more than twenty customers were missing from the cafe.

And they disappeared at the same time in broad daylight.

It was lunch break, and as the financial center of the River Valley District, all the cafes had their best business hours.

The Frog Cafe was no exception. With more than thirty customers and at least forty shop assistants, the cafe was so packed that some people had to sit outside.

Then it happened.

Someone was eating bread and chatting with a friend opposite him, and suddenly found that the person opposite him had disappeared.

Disappeared into thin air without any warning.

Looking around again, the cafe was half empty.

So amid the screams, there was chaos around the cafe.

Soon the police arrived to seal off the scene and searched the cafe inside and out, but found nothing.

It cannot be said that nothing was gained, because their number was reduced by two.

Even the police are missing.

This time the alert level skyrocketed, and as the only free manpower, Monica was sent here.

With everyone watching, the tall woman walked into the cafe.

Never came out again.

If the whole process ends here, it would be nothing more than an ordinary mysterious incident in Horst's opinion. As an awakener, Monica should be thinking of a solution, but it just needs a little time.

She has solved many mysterious incidents, and it would be too early to start worrying about her now.

However, if you add the top piece of paper, everything is different.

"Notice about the imminent penetration of B-235 into your jurisdiction"

The notice, which has a strong bureaucratic atmosphere, was written at one o'clock in the afternoon on July 4th, which is today.

Moreover, the inscription is longer than the main text, from the royal office of Nordland, to the Kingdom’s General Security Bureau, to the headquarters of the Watchers in the Rye Field.

This is just the upper part. The lower part is the official faith of the four Kingdoms of Norland, namely the Church of Justice, the Church of Fortune, the Church of the Sun, and the Church of Suffering. Unless personally signed by His Majesty King Rudolf II, it would be difficult to find a more formal document.

Apart from these, the main text is actually only one line.

"B-235 has escaped from containment. It is predicted that it will infiltrate into your jurisdiction. Please pay attention to all high-mysterious disappearance cases and respond promptly. Note that this is strictly confidential and is mainly to avoid causing panic. If you cannot respond, you can wait and see for the time being. Mainly supervise and report to the headquarters as soon as possible.”

There was also a line of small handwritten words underneath: "Don't look at it."

There is only such a simple sentence, and it does not even mention what B-235 is. However, combined with K, the meaning is already obvious.

From a distance, the cafe is just an ordinary Victorian-era building with a few tables outside. A little further around, blue uniforms have set up a cordon.

But no one was watching at all. Everyone stayed away from here as if they were avoiding the plague. Even the police did not dare to approach. They just blocked the road and looked full of fear.

"You owe me another favor."

Horst stared at the cafe and murmured, then straightened his hat and walked toward the cafe while wagging his cane.

The two men in blue uniforms responsible for sealing the road had long seen Horst, who had been spying on him. Seeing him approaching, they immediately pressed the hilts of their swords around their waists.

"Stop, which newspaper company are you from? Do you understand the rules? Stay away and don't come closer."

Horst slowly took out the stolen documents and waved the signature in front of the two of them. The royal seal, the signature of the chief of police, and the seals of several church bishops, not to mention these names. It was special paper with the royal watermark printed on it, so the two men in blue uniforms stood at attention.

"Put away your meaningless questions." Horst made his voice hoarse and said deeply, "Now I ask, and you answer."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Blue Uniform instinctively puffed up his chest and raised his head.

"How long has that woman been in there?"

"Four and a half hours, Your Excellency."

Horst nodded. Based on the knowledge he heard from Flame Tongue, the best survival time for ordinary mysterious disappearances is six hours. After that, the probability of survival decreases with the passage of time. There is still time now, as for the others The victim... Horst sighed.

"How many people are missing so far?"

"Your Excellency, there is no way to count." The policeman replied awkwardly, "When we dispatched the police, many people had already fled. The specific number of people will not be estimated until the missing persons report is counted in a few days."

Horst shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, this is normal. You guys keep guard, I'll go in and take a look."

Under the reverent gazes of the two men in blue uniforms, who were looking at martyrs, Horst walked past them, but after taking just two steps, he retreated back the same way.

He walked around twice and smelled one of the men in blue uniforms, then pointed at his chest.

"take it out."

Lan Yi was stunned, and obediently took out a shiny lighter.

"It's confiscated. Go back to the Hall of Justice to ask Mrs. K for it and ask her to reimburse you."

Let’s collect some interest first.

Horst played with his lighter and slowly approached the Frog Cafe.

There was no one in sight in the cafe, only a few gas lamps glowing half-deadly, which could only illuminate a small area.

The dark area inside the gate is like a big open mouth, waiting for prey to deliver itself to the door.

Horst licked his lips, held Serena tightly, and stepped through the door of the cafe.