At noon, the sun was fierce, and in the residence of the Enmat Night Watch Squad, Grandin and the others sat on the sofa in the reception hall on the first floor, and the stove boiling water in the corner was steaming. It's lunchtime, and Karin made a giant Fenneport cake today, sprinkled with shrimp, bacon, seasonal vegetables, and a thick layer of cheese.

It occupies most of the table.

The cherry tomatoes are crisp and the cheese is mellow, while the seafood and bacon give a filling feeling. But except for Grandin, everyone's minds weren't there.

Sally was adding tea and water, trying not to let herself be idle. Milton ruffled his hair as he recited the 'Code of the Night's Watch'. Ademisore was used to being quiet, but the scorching atmosphere around him made him a little uneasy.

Other clerical staff also tried to keep their voices low when chatting, and their eyes occasionally drifted to the basement, which was located at the back door of the company. When they picked up the Fenerport, they tried not to look at the brass-colored revolver on the low table.

Fifteen minutes ago, Lorota entered the basement alone to make a promotion. At the same time, she also revealed to Grandin that there is a 'special' in the Burris Cemetery, which can not only increase the success rate of promotion, but also suppress the extraordinary when they get out of control.

Lorota made a pact with him that if she hadn't come out of the basement after half an hour, Grandin would give her one last ride.

All the members of the team were present when she said this, which caused the current oppressive atmosphere to spread throughout the room.

Grandin calmly ate the Fenerport cake in his hand, and after wiping the corners of his mouth and fingers with a napkin, he stretched his arms and picked up the revolver.

Selie's face turned pale, leaning forward, she looked like she wanted to snatch the revolver, and the entire reception hall was pressed the pause button, and everyone was staring at his movements.

Grandin didn't see it, and unhurriedly inserted the revolver back into the weapon belt around his waist, and said with an innocent expression:

"I'm done eating, I'm going out in the sun, does anyone want to come along?"

His spirituality keenly captured the fluctuations in the basement, orderly and intense, which were the hallmarks of successful promotion.

......

Earlier, in the city of Tingen, at 36 Zottlandstrasse, inside the Black Thorn Security Company.

Klein applied and was given an undisturbed office.

He took out his carving knife and carefully carved incantations and symbols on thin sheets of silver. Because he had rehearsed many times beforehand, he did not encounter any difficulties in the actual operation.

There was already a complete spell on the table, and a serene and peaceful power flowed from it. At this time, Klein was working on the second piece.

After carving the incantations and symbols on one side of the silver piece, he let his right hand holding the knife relax slightly, ready to soothe the tight fingers before continuing to carve on the next side.

"I can't rest for too long, I need to finish the spell before the incense is burned. I don't have any money to buy a second incense stick ......."

After half laughing at himself and half encouraging himself, he picked himself up again, and the spirit poured out, wrapping around the tip of the carving knife.

'Poof! ’

The spiritual wall that Klein had laid was punctured, and a thin white line flashed through the office.

After the spiritual wall was broken, the sudden wind caused Crane's right hand to shake, the carving knife was crooked, and there was a huge mistake in the preparation of the charm.

The chain reaction caused the silver plate carrying the power to turn black and crumple, and the power contained in it suddenly disordered and spread, hedging against the sudden appearance of the turbulent wind, and the whole room experienced a storm in a short period of time.

After the catastrophe, the things that had been swept into the air crackled and fell to the ground again.

"Horn!"

A page of the document slapped Klein in the face, and he ripped it off with a confused expression, still not realizing what had just happened.

"What just happened? Something seems to have passed through the room? What should I do, do I need to report to Captain Dunn? I don't need to compensate for the damage in the office, do I? ”

After a brief moment of stunnedness, Crane's brain began to spin rapidly, and when he thought of compensation, he felt that his heartache hit him instantly, infecting his whole body.

"I, my 12 Soul's spell materials!"

Crane sat in his chair and muttered:

"1p coffee, 1p veggies, 7p steak with pepper sauce...... Just save money to buy materials...... It's all gone. ”

Suddenly, a white line shot back from the place where it had just disappeared.

The next moment, on the messy table, there was an extra white and graceful creature.

Klein saw its beak opening and closing, as if it was eating some snack.

The impact of a large number of unexpected events has thrown his thinking into confusion:

Does it look like a peacock or a phoenix? But why is it that the tail is only a bare stubble, and can it maintain its balance when flying? Ha, Klein, are you talking about science in a world where existence is extraordinary, are you mistaken......

Wrong! This is an extraordinary creature that can invade the Nightwatch's station!

Crane, who quickly came back to his senses, was out of the chaos with a single spirit.

Instinctively, he exerted his legs, and as soon as his palm was on the table, the whole person bounced up quickly, and when he stumbled to the ground, he had pulled out the left wheel under his armpit, and with a side roll, he quickly flashed to the door.

This series of movements is natural and fluid, and the goal is clear and unambiguous.

He was going to shoot a warning shot, and then immediately open the door and run away!

The white creature standing on the table tilted its head and did not move.

Crane read the puzzle in its eyes.

Am I crazy? Actually read a bird's expression?

The creature standing on the table combed its feathers with its beak and let out a loud noise. It then raised its claws and grabbed at the air, and soon a letter was ripped out of the void.

When all this was done, it jumped to the side, its head dotting the letter from time to time, as if urging Klein to sign for it.

A letter? What is this ability?

After discovering that the creature in front of him had no intention of attacking, Klein slowly approached with a gun, and while remaining vigilant, he read clearly on the envelope, which read:

Received by Klein Moretti.

"Is this a letter to me? Are you a postman? ”

Klein tried to communicate with the creatures in front of him.

The creature nodded, its eyes fixed on his heart.

This movement made Crane's body tense again, and he covered his heart with his palm as he stepped back, but after only two steps back, he was startled and stiffened. It's like standing on the edge of a cliff, with a devouring abyss in front of you.

"Wow!"

The peacock-like creature chirped impatiently, its wings cocked, and pointed to where Crane had covered it with his hand. As it moved, the weighty weight of terror that was formless and formless finally dissipated.

Is this to see what's in my pocket?

Klein guessed what it meant again, and reached for his pocket, and when his fingers touched the commemorative coin with body temperature, a flash of reluctance flashed through his mind, but he finally took it out resolutely.

The beautiful creature stared at the gold coin for a moment, as if to confirm something. Then it chirped again, and with a flap of its wings it vanished.

"Whew, it's gone...... It's such an exaggerated speed, it's a space jump. ”

Secretly embarrassed, Crane put away his gun, hid the gold coins, and then didn't bother to tidy up his office, so he quickly came to the table and divined the letter to himself.

"It's dangerous to open the letter."

"It's dangerous to open the letter."

After seven consecutive times, his pendulum began to rotate counterclockwise, indicating that the letter was very safe.

"Hey, am I too nervous, why bother to kill me? As soon as that bird hits me, I'll be a piece of the ground......" Klein wrapped the citrine pendant back around his wrist, "It's still inexperienced, in fact, I only need to turn on the vision, and by looking at its aura color, I can tell if it's hostile to me......"

He picked up the envelope as he summed up his lessons, and the envelope sank slightly.

"There seems to be metal work in there......"

"Clank!"

When he opened the envelope, the two gold coins fell first, and they slammed against the table with a crisp sound.

Crane was stunned for three seconds before he came back to his senses, and he quickly picked up the gold coin, and found that it was engraved with a tree and a book, and around them was a ring with a dense spell like fine sand.

"Spells!"

Klein, who was no longer a novice in the occult, was quick to recognize.

"It's exactly the same symbol on the back of Mr. Fate's chair!"

Crane, who had a vague guess about who the letter writer was, tried to inject a trace of spirituality into the spell. In an instant, a majestic and terrifying force swept through the room like waves. But in the absence of external spiritual guidance, the power hidden in the spell soon hibernated again.

Crane swallowed and placed the two charms, which felt amazing, within reach of his raised hand.

He suppressed his eagerness and unfolded the letter after confirming that nothing had been left out of the envelope. At the end of the paper, it was written, 'Your friend, Grandin Ode'.

At this moment, a calm and relaxed mood quickly replaced tension and defense.

"Mr. Destiny gives me a whole new trick every time......"

At the same time, a new doubt lingered in his mind:

"Is Mr. Destiny really only Sequence 7? That postman was already able to beat the Sequence 7 or Sequence 6 Extraordinaire, right? ”

He thought of the beautiful creature, and his heart reflected an expression of astonishment and envy.

The next reply began to bombard his head again:

One is that Lanerus may be related to the Aurora Society, which is extremely dangerous. The second is that there is a highly inspired artist named Erich Zan who lives in Tingen. Third, in order to ensure his safety, Grandin sent two 'Destiny Charms' that turned the situation around and used them endlessly. Finally, there is the mysterious creature, which is the Messenger. From now on, if he wants to communicate with Grandin, he will no longer have to go through the inner passage of the night watchman.

"I never thought that Tingen City would be so lively and hide so many talented people."

Crane grumbled, putting down the letter. He decided to heed Grandin's advice, investigate carefully, and as soon as he found any trace of Laneus, he immediately notified the captain and had a righteous group fight!

There was no rush in this matter, and Klein believed that as long as Lanerus remained in Tingen, he would be caught one day.

"If the name Erich Zane is his real name, then I may be able to find this person with the help of the police system. It's not a good thing for ordinary people to be too inspired...... Maybe you can recruit into the Nightwatcher team. ”

This matter is urgent and must be dealt with as soon as possible. Because of the experience at the beginning of the time-travel, Klein understands how desperate and helpless ordinary people can be when they are suddenly faced with a strange situation.

And the biggest headache for him is the next two things.

The introduction of the 'Destiny Charm' is quite complete, and it can basically be used as a limited wishing machine.

He endured it, and did not immediately make a wish for a large amount of gold pounds.

But the description of summoning the messenger is very vague, what is the right amount of calamity? He immediately thought of the essence of his hometown's recipes: moderation, a pity, a few ......

"It's really not good, I'll do a divination."

......

Enmat City, Eastern District, Port Enmat.

Grandin held the map of the port in his hand, and many places had been circled on the map, and he took out his pen and circled his current position:

"There's nothing unusual here, let's move on."

Along the way, he has prevented a fire that occurred in the embryonic stage and also prevented a safety accident. His spirituality is like a radar, and he is extremely sensitive to changes in the external environment.

He was dressed in a blue docker's outfit and was followed by Milton and Ademisor. Seri was left behind by Lorota at the Nightwatch's station, and the successful promotion of Lorota is now full of self-confidence, and she is ready to use her new abilities to train Selie, so that Seri can overcome her fear of blood and spirits as soon as possible.

In order to target the group of cultists who infiltrated the city the night before, the three major churches have begun to jointly enforce the law. The most powerful punisher in Emmatt led the operation, and they were assigned the task of patrolling the docks.

This was a onerous task for the Nightwatchman team, which lacked members, as the shore-based docks of Emmatt were built almost all the way along the coastline from the south to the north of the city.

The trio occasionally rode in a horse-drawn carriage, walked most of the time, and could not necessarily complete a walk in an afternoon.

Grandin thinks the penalizers still don't pay enough attention to the docks. The members of the Rose School had only two options to escape the city, either to rush to the steam train station in the South End and pick up the train to leave. Or come to the docks in the East End and find a boat to stow in. Considering that the South End is a wealthy area, with plenty of police, and the Tide Cathedral of the Storm Church is also built there, it is definitely safer to come here to take a boat.

But it's also possible that the punishers have set up a backhand on the sea, and the weak defenses here are just a decoy. It's really possible...... After all, the sea is their home turf...... So we're just weak pawns? Oh, I always feel underestimated.

Grandin pursed his lips, put away the map, and led the other two members of the team onwards.

While patrolling, he also carefully remembered the surrounding environment. I figured out what buildings are here and what places can be used.