"Is that the anonymous letter?" Sost double-checked the front and back of the white letter in his hand, which was only one line of words, back and forth, "Didn't see anyone when I went out?" ”

"Yes......" Leonard replied feebly.

"Could it be...... Get you back? Could it be that the two demons we just captured were retaliated by their elders or the higher-ups of the Blood Cult? The Red Gloves of the same team analyzed.

Sost pondered for a moment and said, "I don't rule out the possibility. ”

Leonard didn't answer, but judging by the old man's reaction, it was certainly not that simple.

"Leonard, have you requested a ritual divination of the source of this letter?" Sost asked again.

"Not yet...... But demons have always been good at interfering with divination. ”

The old man had already reminded Leonard that he could never do divination in private without the watchful eye of the goddess of the night.

The three of them discussed for a while, and the other members of the red glove team arrived one after another, this group of red gloves were all alone, although they were on vacation, but they were all on call, and they looked like they were always ready to fight for the cause of the goddess for life.

Sure enough, they asked one of the "wizards" who was mainly responsible for supporting the night watchmen to perform ritual magic, but found nothing but the letter from a grocery store on Pinster Street.

Leonard returned to the common room in the basement of the church, thinking all the way about how he could reasonably refuse if the captain had decided to use him as bait for the investigation.

Use promotion as an excuse to apply for potions when you go back, and then meditate in the church floor to calm your spirit and practice your new abilities.

As soon as he entered the small room, Leonard immediately felt abnormal, and under the guidance of spiritual intuition, he saw a simple envelope on the desk.

Leonard's skin was tense all over, his cold hair stood on end, and cold sweat oozed out, and even though he was under the church, he still felt that there was a cold wind constantly blowing on his neck, which was terrifying.

He said with difficulty: "Old man...... Church Basement ...... Isn't it safe either? ”

After a while, the voice in my head sounded: "No one chooses to act in the church of the true God." ”

Leonard took a few deep breaths to ease the tension in his body, and he walked up to the table and unfolded the letterhead.

"It's been a long time, and I miss it so much."

"I will come to visit me with gifts soon."

Leonard suppressed his emotions that were about to explode and asked hesitantly, "Old man, this is yours...... Friends? ”

"Hmph, the only thing that keeps you in mind is your enemies."

"You actually know who the sender is, right?" Leonard asked tentatively.

"It stands to reason that it could only be her, but sending letters is not her style, and besides, her body would not dare to appear in Bakeland, let alone the church of the goddess of the night, this level of blasphemy will definitely cause the gods to descend."

God descended? …… Leonard felt that his tongue was wooden, and his mouth was bitter.

"But I can't stay in church all the time." Leonard's mouth was full of bitterness.

There was silence in his mind for a while, and then the old and hoarse voice replied, "Maybe it's not her...... I'll find a way to confirm...... If...... I'll switch hosts. ”

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Leonard sat solemnly in his chair with a wooden face, his feet on the ground, his eyes empty, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

Was poured into the brain from "Who are you?" Where are you from? Where are you going? By extension, Crane was dizzy and impulsively demanded that the chef bake his signature dessert and have the kitchen maid make sweet iced tea.

After fully replenishing the dopamine-boosting sweets, the sky was already dark, and Crane opened his ornate gold-shelled pocket watch to take a look, then stood up and told Richardson to go out.

Richardson hurriedly took his coat, put it on for his master, then handed over his cane and silk hat, silently took two steps back, and followed his master with his head bowed slightly.

St. Samuel's Church has a small moon mass tonight, and Cleon had previously been invited by Bishop Elektra.

In the dim and peaceful atmosphere, Crane secretly touched his wallet.

Before the start of Mass, Crane noticed that Leonard was also standing among the faithful, his face solemn and his eyes staring at the dark emblem above the altar.

Leonard...... Today seems a little different...... Doesn't he want to investigate me as a dangerous person? It seems that the old grandfather inside him was indeed frightened by the lamp god.

Mass soon began, and Crane gradually melted into a sad and peaceful mood, not thinking about anything else.

When it was over, he came back to his senses, made donations as planned, listened to the scriptures, and then rode home in a luxurious carriage.

In the morning, Crane woke up at a normal time. Richardson's anomaly hadn't attracted too much attention from Crane last night, and he had already done a divination on the Grey Mist about his own safety and the impact on what he was going to do.

After that, the time was still a variety of classes, during which she used her money ability to solve her troubles for the etiquette teacher, Ms. Wahana. Although Crane felt that if he could play in person, he could catch the culprit more quickly, but there was no way, the rich always had some troubles that were not enough for outsiders.

On Saturday night, Crane was invited to a banquet hosted by Councillor Macht, a midterm exam on etiquette classes.

Clever is a prom with great flair, and if it weren't for his age, he has the potential to become a new courtesan in Beckland.

He discovers that Congressman Mahert's daughter is an extraordinary, not that he has awakened some new abilities, but that the girl named Hazel is too obvious.

Standing away from the center of the ball, her beautiful face with a reserved and detached expression, she looked condescendingly and dismissively at the men and women on the dance floor, almost "I am extraordinary, unlike you mediocre mortals!" "Write it on a piece of paper, hold it up above your head, and advertise it.

She should only be a low-level extraordinary, so undisguised, it is likely that she has received official endorsement, but she is so young and so immature, she really doesn't look like a night watcher.

Crane politely invited Hazel to dance, and she hesitated, perhaps because she finally remembered that it was rude for her to refuse invitations, or perhaps because Dawn Dantès's appearance was indeed deceptive.

From the perspective of an ordinary man with a lot of experience, Crane tells a story that clearly has an extraordinary element, about the sea, about the Southern Continent.

Hazel's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he tried his best to hide it, and his face immediately brought out the emotions of "there must be an inside story in this matter", "that legend may be true", "you ordinary people don't understand", that kind of tangled expression that wants to talk and has an unspeakable entanglement, until the end of the dance, it is replaced by a reluctant and slightly regretful look.

This scene happened to be seen by Mrs. Liana, and she "chuckled" in her heart, secretly thinking that after the banquet, she must test her daughter's impression of this new neighbor, if ...... He was never invited to his home again.