On the stormy sea, an old three-masted schooner rises and falls with the waves.

It was not fast or large enough, and it was like a dead leaf leaving a tree in this disaster scene that was integrated with the sea, but no matter how violent the hurricane was and how terrible the waves were, it sailed safely and did not tilt.

Alger Wilson stood on the empty deck, looking out at the mountains and mountains around him, wondering what to think.

"It's Monday again......" he whispered quietly.

It was a day that belonged to Mother Earth, the beginning of a new round of prosperity and decay.

But for Alger, it had another meaning, a mysterious being forever shrouded in gray mist.

At least I haven't turned crazy yet...... He withdrew his gaze and laughed to himself.

At this time, one of his few crew members approached and asked respectfully:

"Your Excellency, what is the goal of our voyage?"

Alger looked around and replied in a tone without any ups and downs:

"Hunt down a 'listener' of the Aurora Society. ”

......

The storm cleared, the fog was filled, and there were artillery emplacements on strange galleons that were still out of step with the times.

A soft, obedient boy of eight or nine years of age watched with horror at the undisciplined pirates around him, as they enjoyed vats of beer, as they swung around with the help of ropes, as they taunted each other, and even punched each other.

He turned his head to look at the black-robed man standing in the shadows, and lowered his voice:

"Father, where are we going?"

Five days earlier, he had seen his father, a self-proclaimed adventurer's father, for the first time in his memory.

If it weren't for the oil painting left behind by his mother to prove the identity of the other party, and if it weren't for the fact that the orphanage was opening its doors for him, he would never have been willing to leave his hometown and follow this almost strange relative.

The man standing in the shadows lowered his head, looked at his son, and replied kindly:

"Jack, I'm taking you to a sacred place, the 'sanctuary' where the Creator once dwelt. ”

"Is that the kingdom of God? We mortals can only enter it if we are gifted......" Little Jack was taught well by his mother and had enough common sense, and at this time he was surprised and frightened.

The man standing in the shadows has a face with deep lines that are hard to forget, like a stone sculpture made by the best of masters.

He put his hand to his ear, assumed a gesture of listening, and replied in an almost dreamlike tone:

"Jack, 'mortal' is a wrong concept, the Creator created this world, He is everywhere, He is present in the body of every living being, therefore, everything has divinity, and the divinity is rich enough to become angels, and the seven false gods now are just more powerful angels. ”

"You see, I can hear the teachings of the Creator now, and what an extraordinary revelation it is! Life is but a spiritual journey, and when the spirit is strong enough and tenacious enough, we can find our divinity and become one with more divinity......"

Little Jack didn't understand the complicated description, shook his head, and asked another question that he hadn't had time to ask before:

"Father, I heard my mother say that after the Creator created this world, he was divided into all things and did not actually exist, so why is there still His 'sanctuary'?"

As a seven or eight-year-old child, his logic is clear enough.

The man, whose face was carved like a carving, was stunned for a moment, and tilted his head a little more, as if hearing more whispers.

Suddenly, he fell to his stomach and fell to his knees on the deck, his bare skin highlighting one blue-black thing after another.

He covered his head with his hands, his face contorted to the point of abnormality, and cried out in extreme pain:

"They're lying!"

............

After lunch, after Neil Sr. promised to take him with him next time he went to the underground market, Crane slowly returned to the Black Thorn Security Company, considering whether to read the literature and practice his abilities in the civilian office, or continue to wander around while Captain Dunn was not forbidden, and play the role of "soothsayer" in the divination club.

However, before he could make a decision, he saw Dunn Smith enter from outside, dressed in a black trench coat and a top hat.

"How's the situation, Captain?" Crane asked with concern, thinking about the whereabouts of the Antigonus family notes.

Dunn's gray eyes did not show the slightest tiredness, and said:

It was confirmed that the Antigonus family's notes were in the possession of Riel Bieber, but he was completely missing. ”

"I have telegraphed this to the various night watchman squads, asking them to keep an eye on the various ports, the various steam train stations, and the first images printed were mailed out yesterday afternoon, and will be published in the major newspapers. ”

At this time, it would be nice to have telephones, fax machines, surveillance cameras, and big data...... It's a pity that I only know how to use it, and I only know a little bit about the principle...... Crane exhaled silently.

"Either way, however, we have found the whereabouts of the notebook, and it is your credit, of course, that further confirmation is needed, and I have sent a telegram to the Diocese of Beckland, asking them to send an escort to seal 2-049, a dangerous item that once belonged to the House of Antigonus, and which will help us to know if Rare Bieber is a descendant of the House of Antigonus. ”

Level "2" Seal...... Dangerous...... Use ...... sparingly and sparingly Klein wanted to curiously ask what this seal was, what special abilities it had, and what the danger was, but he instantly remembered that he was not classified enough, so he had to give up.

"May the Goddess bless us. Klein tapped four times on his chest and drew a full moon.

Dunn opened the door to his office and nodded slightly:

"The goddess has been protecting us, Klein, if you didn't choose the 'Fortune Teller' before, when this matter is confirmed, you should be able to become an official team member and choose the 'Sleepless', but it's a pity...... Frankly speaking, I have never understood why you chose 'Fortune Teller', although 'Corpse Collector' is resistant, but you have seen Dai Li, you should understand how powerful the 'Psychic' is, and 'Voyeur' is also a good choice, at least with Old Neil as an example, the risk of losing control will be low. ”

Klein had prepared an answer to this question at the beginning, but Dunn never asked it, and only now did he casually mention it.

He organized the following language:

"What I'm thinking about is that 'soothsayers' and 'voyeurs' are auxiliary extraordinary, and they don't have to face enemies all the time, which is too dangerous, and you and old Neil have also said that in the realm of mystery and the extraordinary, curiosity and exploration often bring terrible consequences, and the voyeuristic description of 'voyeurs' worries me, so ...... Heh, you know, I was just an ordinary college student not so long ago, and timidity was the only reason I chose it. ”

"I have to say, this is an answer that I didn't expect, but I think it makes a lot of sense. Dunn rubbed the corner of his forehead and chuckled.

He half-turned, and looked Klein up and down with deep gray eyes:

"In the meantime, you've continued to go out and about, no longer just the route from Welch's house to Iron Cross, and maybe, perhaps, you can sense that notebook and help us determine the whereabouts of Riel Bieber. ”

"Okay. Klein found himself free.

He said goodbye and turned around, and began to count silently in his heart:

"Three, two......"

"Wait. Dunn shouted.

Klein looked back and smiled:

"Captain, is there anything else?"

Dunn coughed and said:

"Well, there will be times when the auxiliary extraordinaire will have to face the enemy, and while the 'soothsayer' may sound like a way to circumvent this, we must not be negligent, you must keep your firearms up and build up your strength in a planned way. ”

"That's exactly what I'm trying to do. Crane pointed outside, "I'm out." ”

"Okay, uh, wait a minute. Dunn called out to him again, thinking as he said, "Maybe I'll have to consider hiring a martial arts instructor for you, but of course, the premise for this is that you become a full-fledged member." ”

Klein let out an "um" and asked cautiously:

"Captain, there's nothing else to do, right?"

"No more. Seeing Klein's disbelieving eyes, Dunn shook his head and smiled lightly, emphasizing again, "It's really gone." ”

Klein walked out of the partition, said goodbye to Roshan, Mrs. Oriana and others, first went to the shooting club to practice, and then wandered around for a full hour, conscientiously completing the task assigned by the captain.

After doing all this, he went to the divination club and saw the pretty lady Angelica leisurely reading a magazine.

"Family" ...... Klein silently read the name, picked up his cane, walked over, and greeted with a smile:

"Good afternoon, Ms. Angelica. ”

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti. Angelica put down the magazine unhurriedly, got up and said, "Yesterday not long after you left, Monsieur Glacis, who had just recovered from a serious illness. ”

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"It's a real delight. ”

Hearing this, Angelica, who had been quietly observing him, couldn't help lowering her voice and asked curiously:

"Mr. Glacis, says you're a very, very, very amazing doctor, aren't you?"

Klein looked at the lady across from him in amazement, suspecting that he was having auditory hallucinations.

Where can I tell that I'm a doctor?

I don't know myself......