The night watchmen in charge of the disappearance of Earl Hall's youngest daughter did not go out to check on the situation.

It was not too late, and although the rain did not stop, there were still many devout believers in and out of St. Samuel's Church.

When he saw an unusually beautiful girl lying on the star-decorated gate with her eyes closed, he immediately called out and prepared to help the girl up.

Just as he leaned over and half-lifted the sleeping girl up, a calm and serious voice sounded behind him.

"You're the first to come out? Do you see anything out of the ordinary? ”

The priest looked back in astonishment, and the High Deacon, Her Excellency Sessima, the Sword of the Goddess, was standing behind him.

"Sir Sesima, as soon as I heard the whistle, I came out to check, but I only saw this poor young lady, and I need to take her to the lounge first."

Sesima looked the girl with her eyes closed up and down, her gaze focused on the girl's fair and slender right wrist, where a red rope was entangled, and an old copper whistle with a smooth surface was tied to the red rope.

In this situation, as if it were yesterday, Sesima remembered the late night more than half a year ago.

Sesima motioned for the priest to take the girl in, and he carefully examined his surroundings, and when he found nothing, he went straight underground.

He made his way to the reference room and saw Ms. Daly in blue eyeshadow and blush sitting in a high-backed chair, casually flipping through a magazine. Although he does not understand his colleagues' penchant for makeup, this does not affect his trust in Ms. Dali's psychic abilities.

"You mean, it happened last August? How did I not know? Daly followed Cesima up the stairs.

"You weren't there that day, but you should remember that I led the team to kill the runaway demigod mentioned in the report letter and submitted relevant materials. After that, we investigated for a long time, and we didn't get any useful information about the whistleblower. His Excellency the Archbishop believed that the whistleblower was friendly to the Church, and since he was anonymous, there was no need to pursue it too much, and the matter was closed and sealed, and the relevant personnel were told not to discuss the matter casually. ”

As the two walked out of the church gate, Daly communicated with all the spirits wandering nearby, even calling the spirits near Berklund Street and Pesfield Street to ask about their anomalies that had appeared near the church a few minutes earlier.

However, the only conclusion was that there seemed to be a turmoil in the space, the girl suddenly appeared, and then the whistle blew.

Despite his expectations, Cesima was slightly disappointed, and he had to take Daly to the rest area at the back of the church to see if he could get some clues from the young lady.

After being informed, Bishop Elektra hurried into the common room, and when he saw the girl's face, he immediately recognized the girl's identity, which was none other than Miss Audrey Hall, the missing daughter of Earl Hall. Before the young priest could report the situation, he was kicked out by the bishop to inform the night watchmen in charge of the disappearance.

The butler did not care about the rudeness, and strode in front of all the night watchmen, eager to appear beside Miss Audrey in one step.

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper went straight to the bed, and saw that his young lady's dress was neat and tidy, and there were no external injuries, but her face was slightly pale, and the heart that had been carrying it was finally let go of a little, and he hurriedly asked: "Bishop Elektra, how is Miss Audrey now?" ”

"She's fine, she didn't get hurt in any way, now it's just because she's been extraordinary...... Well, she was frightened and fell asleep, we can do some reassurance to her, and she will wake up soon. ”

Bishop Elektra was smiling and his voice was kind.

"That's wonderful, praise be to the Goddess!" The butler looked agitated and clicked four times clockwise on his chest.

"I beg your pardon for my rudeness, I am going to inform the Earl, that you must take good care of Miss Audrey."

Bishop Elektra smiled and nodded.

When the butler exited the room, one of the "nightmares" closed his eyes at the bishop's request.

Audrey saw the deep dark night sky in her dream, dotted with bright stars, and melodious and ethereal singing echoing in the infinite distance, everything was so peaceful and relaxed, as if in the arms of her mother, carefree, sweet and serene.

The corners of Audrey's mouth curled involuntarily, and she opened her eyes.

The unfamiliar environment made her instantly vigilant, and the fog that she had just woken up from disappeared at once, and she saw Bishop Elektra.

She had no idea why one second she was still in the carriage, facing a sudden intruder, and the next she was lying in an unfamiliar room, facing a familiar bishop.

Bishop Elektra gently reassured Audrey and introduced the situation, before finally asking what she knew.

Audrey secretly observed the people in the room, trying to guess their intentions from their expressions, how many night watchmen were inside, and how high their sequence was.

She really didn't know anything, and she was looking forward to understanding what was going on.

At this moment, a woman wearing blue eyeshadow and blush handed over a glass of warm water.

Audrey hurriedly took it and thanked her, she took a sip, made a shocked look, and said: "I was invited by Associate Professor Michelle to visit the Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation at Storme University. I was sitting in the carriage and suddenly a man in a black cloak appeared in front of me, I don't know how he appeared, he lowered his head slightly, I could only see half of his chin under the hood, I could not see his face, he had an illusory book-like thing on his right hand, I heard a faint singing voice, and I fainted. When I woke up again, I was here.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Sesima asked, "Is the brass whistle on your wrist your thing?" ”

Audrey had just noticed the red rope and the brass whistle on her wrist, and was wondering where they came from, when she heard someone ask, she hesitated, and felt that she should tell the truth.

"No, it's not mine, and I don't know when they appeared on my wrist, I can be sure they weren't before I fell unconscious."

Cesima glanced at Dalie and wanted to ask Dali to channel Audrey, but Bishop Elektra shook his head imperceptibly and comforted him softly: "Poor boy, don't be afraid, I have informed Count Hall, and he will come to pick you up soon." ”

Sesima had no choice but to change her tone and say, "Can this bronze whistle be left for us to investigate further?" ”

Audrey happily unhooked the brass whistle.

By the time Earl Hall arrived to pick up Audrey, Cesima had already made a preliminary confirmation of the origin of the Bronze Whistle, which also came from the Hound Training Club on Berkelnd Street.

"If we do an exhaustive survey of all the people on Berlund Street, will we be able to find this man?"

Sesima frowned, habitually burying her chin in the upright neckline of her shirt and trench coat.

"It's not certain if we can find it, but we're going to lose more hair."

A member of the team who was close to Cesima interceded.

"Maybe we just need to close that club and this person will never be seen again."

Another member of the squad had an idea.

There is a fish here that is idle and watery

(End of chapter)