The next morning, when the host, Eleanor, a blonde boy, knocks on the door of Bernie's room and beckons him to breakfast, he is greeted by a decadent figure with a sleepy face.

"Good morning, Bernie," the blonde boy greeted and asked curiously, "Didn't sleep well last night?" ”

"yes, the thunder was so loud last night that I couldn't sleep."

Bernie yawned as he spoke, and then seemed to think that this was rude, so he covered his mouth and coughed dryly, and then nodded at the other party,

"Is it time for breakfast? Thank you Eleanor. ”

"This is what guests should do, and my father said that guest satisfaction is the greatest affirmation of our family."

That's a lot of déjà vu......

Bernie blinked when he heard this, didn't say anything, and honestly followed the other party in the direction of the manor restaurant.

There was a small talk along the way, but it was also nonsense.

During this time, Bernie tried his best to keep himself in good spirits, but the sluggish energy that emanated from the inside out still could not be completely contained.

Even while walking in the open-air corridor, he almost tripped over a running puppy.

"Sorry, sorry, Master Bernie, I didn't mean to—uh, I mean it wasn't."

The owner of the puppy, the little blonde girl who had been robbed of the turtle by Bernie, had a tight face when she spoke, but her short body was still in front of the troubled little white dog, as if she was afraid that Bernie would be angry and angry with the dog.

Actually, it was nothing, and Bernie nodded at the little white dog that was wandering around the little girl's legs.

"It's okay, it's me who didn't pay attention. Is this your new pet? ”

"Yes, yes."

Seeing Bernie's pleasant appearance, the little girl's nervous mood relaxed a little, but thinking of what had happened after this expression last time, she hurriedly and cautiously added,

"It's just, it's just that it's not very obedient, it always runs around and doesn't talk, and it around......"

"That's right...... Then you'll need to train it. ”

With that, the smile smiled and nodded to the blonde boy next to him, and the two continued in the direction of the restaurant.

The girl in place breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the other party's back with some confusion.

Although she didn't say a few words, she didn't know why, but the tone of the other party's voice and the smell on her body made her unconsciously think of her deceased mother, that feeling, kind and warm.

However, last time, although I thought Bernie was good-looking, I didn't feel that way......

"Did he come out after baking the stove for a long time?"

This thought flashed thoughtfully in the little brain, but because the puppy was so lively at her feet, the girl stopped paying attention to the problem after a while, picked up the little white dog, and taught her a lesson as she walked.

"I'll tell you, big lazy, don't you see anyone jumping around like this, there are a lot of bad guys in this world......"

……

Bernie on the other side didn't know that he was being used as a negative teaching material by the little girl to educate her puppy, and at this time he was more or less energetic because of what had just happened, but he was still sleepy.

It's not that he didn't sleep well, but he didn't sleep at all last night.

Not sleeping is actually not the point, the point is that he also did extremely energy-consuming things all night-

The idea that came to him in a flash of inspiration was thought to be feasible after careful consideration, and Bernie really started working on it.

However, this kind of transformation of the black mist world requires him to use a lot of spiritual power to urge it.

Consuming this spiritual power is equivalent to consuming his own essence and spirit.

Even today, he almost didn't get up.

However, after staying up all night and working overtime, his transformation of the black fog world has progressed very quickly, as long as he struggles for another night tonight, he will almost be able to see the results......

With this in mind, Bernie stepped through the door of the restaurant, and the blonde boy behind him took matters into his own hands to invite the others.

At this time, the restaurant was sparsely populated, and as far as the eye could see, around the long dining table, there were some important people of the investigation team sitting scattered.

But strangely enough, there was no Bishop of Rhodes, the most important Bishop of Rhodes, and not even his knightly lieutenant was nowhere to be seen......

As he pondered this, a young figure beckoned to him, and Bernie stepped over and sat down in the empty seat next to him.

"What happened?"

The one who beckoned to him was the same young deacon with whom he had spoken yesterday at the convent, and now he had taken the initiative to call Bernie, apparently to tell him something.

Sure enough, in the face of Bernie's question, the other party answered in a low voice without thinking about it.

"The murderer was spotted in Neuham last night, and the Bishop hurried there before dawn."

Neuham is a nearby port city and the place where Bernie disembarked and met Bishop Rhodes.

Bernie nodded, and then asked, "Then should we go over after breakfast?" ”

He was now a member of the Mission, so it was natural to work around the objectives of the Mission.

"No, we have other tasks."

As he spoke, the probe handed Bernie a note, "This is what the Bishop asked me to give you." ”

Reaching out to take the note, Bernie spread it out and looked—

Despite the unexpected events, the white-robed bishop seemed to have sorted out the gist of the whole thing.

It wasn't clear what other people were doing, but his note clearly stated what he was supposed to do next.

In fact, it is very simple, follow the orders of Tracy, that is, the young deacon next to him, and follow him to search for the missing abbot in the surrounding area-

The bodies of all the monks who were slaughtered have been found, except for the most important abbot.

This is not very important, but it is impossible to ignore it.

In other words, in such a matter where the cause has not yet been figured out, any clues should be taken seriously.

Bernie takes this very seriously, but not on the matter itself, but on what he needs to do next in his current plan, which is actually closely related to this matter......

The note also wrote another thing, namely that Bishop Rhodes had left a bottle of holy water, which was a personal reward for Bernie's contribution to the monastery yesterday, and was not counted in the income and expenditure of the whole thing.

This holy water is not your ordinary holy water, but a necessity for learning a transcendent skill called Joshua's Questioning.

That is, the matching holy water corresponding to the transcendent scroll that Bernie has on hand.

In other words, this one is secretly reminding Bernie that after the awakening of his talent, it is time to consider officially embarking on the path of transcendence.

But in fact, learning supernatural skills is not something that can be done with just a few potions.

Drinking the potion is only a premise, and there needs to be a corresponding ritual after drinking.

The learning ritual corresponding to Joshua's questioning is actually not that difficult—

When a target is lying, expose their lies and ask them about the hidden truths behind their lies.

The number of times this ritual needs to be performed varies from more than a dozen to hundreds.

It seems that this is an extraordinary skill that no matter how stupid a person is, he can learn through "hard work".

However, the holy water that matches the skill actually has a limited duration, and each bottle of holy water can only last for about one day, and you need to prepare a new one after the expiration date.

At the same time, this holy water is quite expensive to drink, and if you drink too much, you will become resistant to medicine.

So it's impossible for someone to actually perform a thousand rituals to learn.

However, since the white-robed bishop only left a bottle of holy water, it means that he doesn't think it will take Bernie long to learn this ability.

Bernie himself thinks so.

But he wasn't in such a hurry as this one did......

Is there something waiting for me to do in the near future?

With thoughts in his mind, Bernie finally put away the note, and then nodded to the young deacon beside him,

"I'll bother you next."

"That's what I'm supposed to do." The other party responded with a smile.