On the outskirts of Tingen, in a house with a red chimney.

A slightly pale hand is holding a quill and writing in a notebook:

"Seal '2-049' has successfully arrived in Tingen. With the help of this Antigonus puppet, the Nightwatchmen led by Dunn Smith found Riel Bieber and interrupted his digestion. ”

"The members of the Secret Order have followed for their own purposes. During the fight, Riel Bieber gets out of control. During the scuffle, Seal '2-049' was knocked into the air, and happened to land with Crane and a Nightwatch who had arrived from Beckland to support. The two were restrained by a rampaging seal, and subsequently died. The death of a team member made Dunn Smith's mental state slip even more. ”

As soon as the pale fingers held the quill, he had just finished writing the last sentence when the ordinary-looking classical quill suddenly broke free.

It hovers in the air and automatically writes:

[Rejected.] 】

"It's unbelievable! But it has to be said that fate has its own arrangement. Ince Zangwill, a third-rate writer, has finally tasted the bitter fruit. His arrangement was too blunt, and it was obviously impossible to succeed. ”

As the line was written, a cloud of ink appeared on the notebook, which blacked out most of the previous text.

"The story of the city of Tingen has taken on a new twist, and my tail vertebrae are trembling, even though I don't have a tail vertebrae......"

The quill tried to continue writing, but it was grabbed by the pale palms.

"The story continues, anything can happen in the melee...... "This time the tip of the pen hung over the page, paused for a long time, as if thinking about how to write the story down.

......

With Seal '2-049' acting as a compass, after exiting Rare Bieber's former residence, the Nightwatch Men arrived at the docks in a horse-drawn carriage, where they finally stopped in front of a warehouse with the seal's guidance.

The eerie puppet kept trying to make its way to the gray-and-white warehouse in the innermost part.

However, after confirming the target, the seal that had completed the mission was once again grabbed by El and placed in an iron box.

They began to make their way towards the warehouse with their arms flexed and extended, which made them look a little funny, but by this time '2-049' had become more violent, and the interval between each control was getting shorter and shorter, and everyone had to be careful.

"Klein, please divinate if there is any danger in the warehouse, and it is better to find out the extent of the danger." Captain Dunn made his request to Klein.

"Gran, how's it going, is it dangerous?" Captain El had an iron box in his hand and turned back to ask Grandin. In anticipating danger, their own team members have proven their worth many times.

Captain, it's like you're showing off your kids to others.

Grandin resisted the urge to complain, and kept his spirituality in a calm and slightly active state, in which his intuition became more acute. new

"The warehouse is very dangerous, and the danger level is increasing over time, so I think we should act as soon as possible. Wait, I look like I'm being watched......"

There was an illusory tingling sensation in Grandin's back, which meant that someone must be watching him.

"There are enemies around!"

Klein, who had finished divination, also opened his mouth to remind.

Anyone dared to attack 7->>

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A team of night watchers!

But before Crane could think about it, an orange fireball flew towards everyone from a distance, and it landed right in the middle of everyone.

As the crowd rolls and dodges, Grandin follows the fireball and begins to look for the attacker.

"This fireball is fake! Let's deal with the attackers first! He's right behind that pile of crates! He shouted.

The fireball did not give him any sense of crisis, and there was no air distortion around the fireball, and Grandin, who was experienced in combat, immediately saw through the attacker's tricks. He stood still, letting the fireball fall on his face.

"Poof."

The fireball is gone, it's an illusion.

Klein, who had just finished rolling and was covered in dust, swallowed his saliva and looked at this fierce man who dared to catch the fireball in his face.

Al threw the iron box containing the puppet on the ground, "Give it to us, look at it!" ”

After being pointed out by Grandin where the enemy was hiding, the night watchmen who had already dispersed did not need to command, but kept their distance, formed an arc of encirclement, and leaned towards the pile of wooden boxes.

In the pile of wooden boxes, a clown with oil paint on his face suddenly appeared, as if he had just come out of the circus. He first gave a throat-cutting salute to Grandin, who had seen through his whereabouts, and then began to grapple with the approaching night watchmen.

Klein, who was a beat slower, took out the revolver and just wanted to join, but was grabbed by Grandin's hand.

"Where are you going? We don't have any melee abilities, so it's up to us to keep an eye on the chest. Grandin reminded him and pulled Klein out a few steps, and now they were ten meters away from the iron box.

This distance is not affected by the puppet, and it does not let it out of its sight, which is very safe. Leonard, who was one step behind, also leaned in.

When Klein, who was very good at his own combat ability, heard this, he didn't try to join the battle, but instead held a gun and guarded the surroundings. Leonard is in the same position, and after entering the battle, the 'midnight poet' is no longer frivolous, but shows a rather reliable side.

"Alas, I didn't expect the three protagonists of the era to stay behind and become the atmosphere group."

Thinking so, Crane raised his revolver and aimed at the clown in battle, but never fired. He is also aware of his shooting skills.

Leonard, who proposed this set of protagonist theories, was not embarrassed at all, and he looked like he was guarding the iron box as usual.

A 'gravedigger' who specializes in melee combat, and three 'sleepers' who are good at support and have good melee abilities. Such a configuration is luxurious in the city of Tingen, but the clown who plays with them always dodges the attacks with various tricks and exaggerated body movements.

The Joker's use of the Phantom's various props makes it difficult for the Nightwatchers to deal an effective blow to him.

There was even a situation where 4 clowns besieged Lorota at the same time.

"Lorota, your right rear!" Grandin's instinctive warning of danger leads him to the true identity of the tuxedo clown.

Hearing this, Lorota did not hesitate, she twisted her waist and swung her arm, and a fierce elbow strike was directed towards her right back.

"Bang!"

Before being hit, flames are released from the tuxedo clown, and in the flames, the clown disappears. Then, on the wooden box not far away, with a flash of sparks, the clown appeared there again.