"I'm asleep?"

Ember sat on the edge of the bed, a look of suspicion in his eyes.

As an ember, he shouldn't have been able to get sleep anywhere but a campfire, but now ......

"Bang bang bang~!"

Three knocks outside the door interrupted Ember's thoughts.

Opening the door, the figure of Archbishop Anthony appeared in front of him.

"Good morning, Your Excellency."

Archbishop Anthony tapped four times clockwise on his chest and smiled, "Do you need breakfast?" ”

Ember nodded, then added, "You can call me ......"

Ember paused, remembering that he was Ember, only to realize that he had forgotten his real name.

After a moment of silence, Ember slowly spoke, "Ember." ”

"Okay, Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony bowed slightly, and he could see that Ember didn't want him to continue to be called a dependent.

It's as if the other party didn't show the Night Badge.

"Please come with me, Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony made a gesture of please, and walked ahead to lead Ember downstairs to the cafeteria at the back of the church.

At the table in the cafeteria, a generous breakfast was already prepared for the two.

Archbishop Anthony smiled and invited Ember to take a seat, saying, "This is what I prepared according to Rune's diet, I hope you enjoy it." If you have anything you would like to eat, you can also let me know. ”

Ember bowed slightly, and sat down at the table without any suspicion.

Then the archbishop saw Ember take off his helmet, revealing a handsome but slightly lifeless face.

Ember didn't pay attention to the archbishop's gaze, but grabbed the white bread on the table and took a bite of it.

Although he didn't need to eat as an Ember, Ember's memories told him that he needed to keep eating.

If possible, it's best to eat three meals a day regularly.

It makes him more like a 'human'.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Ember quickly finished his breakfast, thanked Anthony, and put his helmet back on.

At the same time, an ice-blue sword that exuded cold aura appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Then, in silence, he walked the same way to the hall of the church.

Now, he's going to set out to find the Black Emperor.

"Whoa! Syllable! ”

The crash of the cracks in the armor mingled with heavy footsteps, and a man in full-body knight's armor appeared in the hall.

Then he stopped.

The reason for stopping is that the hall, which was obviously empty last night, is now full of people.

The early morning sun pierces the stained glass of the church, illuminating the flat rows of seats on either side of the bright red carpet.

It was filled with men and women dressed in all sorts of costumes, who were bowing their heads and closing their eyes and whispering to the goddess reverently.

Even the arrival of the embers did not interrupt their prayers.

"Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony appeared at Ember's side at some point, and he whispered, "The Goddess has asked me to tell you that the world is very different now, and it may take you a little time to adjust to all these changes. ”

“……”

Ember didn't reply, his gaze swept over the people who bowed their heads in prayer.

Then, he nodded silently.

Turned around and walked back to the restaurant.

"Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony spoke slowly, but was quickly interrupted by embers.

"Ember."

"Okay, Ember."

Archbishop Anthony was not annoyed, but smiled and nodded, "In order for you to better adapt to this world, I have prepared a set of identities for you, one of which is the night watchman of the Night Church. ”

"Next, you can report to the headquarters of the Beckland Night Watchman, which is located at the Beckland Detective Agency at the back of the church, and find a man named Al Hasson. After the report, you don't have to rush back to church, you can go around. ”

"By the way, you're now Ash Black."

After a pause, Archbishop Anthony added, "You can use this identity to gather clues about the Black Emperor, and in addition, this is your operation fund, a total of one hundred gold pounds." ”

With that, Anthony handed Ember ten notes with ten denominations written on them.

"Golden pounds?"

Ember suddenly asked, "Currency?" Can't you buy it with a soul? ”

"All of Beckland's transactions are made in gold pounds."

Anthony shook his head, his meaning was already obvious-

He didn't know what the soul was.

"Finally."

Anthony looked at the armor on Ember and admonished, "If you can, you'd better change your clothes." Well, just like the believers in the hall. ”

Ember thought for a moment and decided to follow Anthony's advice.

After just a moment of stagnation, the knight suit on his body disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there is a black-brown Immortal Outfit in place.

Although it was still leather armor, Ember felt at least a little more low-key.

"The helmet can be removed."

Anthony's eyes were a little surprised, he didn't even notice how Ember did all this.

But after all, he was a demigod, and he quickly reacted, glanced at the pointed triangular iron helmet on Ember's head, and gave advice again.

"So?"

Ember asked, taking off his scarf and revealing his handsome face again.

"Yes."

Anthony smiled and nodded, "You are free to move around, and if you have any questions, please feel free to come and consult me." ”

Ember bowed slightly, turned around in silence and walked down the hall again.

At this time, the believers in the hall had also finished praying.

Their eyes fell on the strangely dressed embers, but they didn't pay too much attention to them, thinking that they were the children of an unconventional nobleman.

Afterwards, they lined up to walk to the altar and threw the gold pounds into the offering boxes next to the altar.

Ember looked away, turned and walked out of the church door.

The moment he walked out of the door, the dazzling and warm sunlight shone on his body.

Ember subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sun overhead.

"It's really different."

Ember muttered as he watched the crowd of people bustling on the street.

In the world of Black Souls, there are not so many living people, and there is no such bright sun.

Rather, it made Ember suspicious.

Is there really a need for fire in this world?

Ember didn't know, but he decided to go ahead and complete the mission first-

Look for the 'Beckland Detective Agency'.

"On the back?"

Ember glanced back at St. Samuel's Church, then made a look.

Follow the crowd and head to the right.

Soon, he found a path to turn right and walked through it without hindrance.

Three minutes later.

When Ember stood in front of the gate of the 'Beckland Detective Agency', his expression was full of suspicion.

It seems that something has broken his cognition-

"You don't have to take a detour, you don't have to take a shortcut? What the hell is wrong with this world? ”