Walking from the Docklands to the North End, Ademisol carefully selects the crowded streets along the way.

After turning into the sparsely populated George Street, the malicious gaze from the shadows suddenly disappears.

In order not to make himself look abnormal, he did not stop to explore and continued to move forward.

After walking for about five minutes, Ademisor looked up, and a dilapidated iron sign came into view: "Breeze Orphanage".

This is where the original body spent his childhood, and it is also the destination of his trip.

It was after leaving here that the original body gradually awakened to the extraordinary characteristics left in the bloodline, and fell into a state of confusion.

Before that, he was lucky enough to have a relatively ordinary childhood.

Stopping at the gate of the orphanage, Ademisor closed his eyes for a moment, making sure that the malicious gaze had indeed disappeared.

Lucas didn't follow...

As he pondered, he raised his hand to knock on the rusty iron door of the orphanage.

As his gaze flickered, the Storm Emblem of the Wind and the Waves symbol on the iron door came into view, and a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes.

The Breeze Orphanage was donated by the Church of the Lord of the Storm and is no more than 500 meters away from the "Church of the Sea and the Waves".

It's so close to the church, there's no need to continue to monitor, and there's no way to stop talking, so Lucas gave up following?

In this way, the surveillance of me was indeed arranged by Svein, and perhaps even the meaning of the Storm Church, which Lucas only carried out by chance.

But why is the church spying on me?

Yes, the extraordinary characteristics of the dead woman before were swallowed by me, and it is impossible for the church in charge of the aftermath not to notice that the extraordinary characteristics are missing.

Then the church knows that I have become a Sequence 9 "monster".

Thinking of this, Ademisol was a little nervous, and his heart beat a little faster.

At this moment, a feeling of drowsiness suddenly hit, and the scenery in Ademisor's vision instantly dimmed, and the edges were bright red, like blood.

No, it was blood, and the orphanage in front of him disappeared from Ademisor's sight, replaced by corpses everywhere under the blood moon, screams and whispers ringing in his ears, desperately burrowing into his head.

Among the countless corpses, Ademisor saw his own corpse at a glance, and his young, pale face was full of horror.

Affected by the remnants of his original timid personality, the moment he saw the scene of his death, Ademisor's heart was clenched by fear, and his breathing became difficult.

But in just a few seconds, he reacted, controlling his emotions and suppressing the stress reaction caused by the residual personality of the original body.

Ademisor, who had regained his composure, glanced back and forth, hoping to find useful clues from the "revelation" in front of him.

Before he could look closely, the familiar drowsiness struck again, and the sight in front of him and the murmur in his ears quickly dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

His amber eyes darkened.

In addition to the "audio novel" that can be turned on and off, it will also see and hear unusual pictures and sounds from time to time, which is the ability of Sequence 9 "Monster"?

But the image lasted for a short time, or was it because I had regained my composure and sobriety and the "revelation" disappeared?

Must be in a trance? What are the ability requirements for the "Monster" sequence? This remains to be verified.

He shook his head and decided not to delve into it for now.

At this time, regular footsteps sounded.

A young postman in dark blue short-sleeved and light-colored cargo pants is approaching quickly from across the street.

He was carrying a parcel with the inscription of the city post office of Tingen on it.

The postman approached and looked curiously at Ademisor, who was standing quietly at the entrance of the orphanage.

Perhaps thinking that this was not polite, his gaze did not stop, and he raised his hand and knocked on the door of the orphanage.

A moment later, the iron door opened with a creak.

The middle-aged man with gray hair and an eyepatch in his left eye limped out, his slightly frowning brow revealing that he was not in a good mood.

Combined with the original owner's childhood memories, Ademisore instantly recognized the man: the lame janitor of the orphanage, Demon.

Impatience in Dimon's remaining right eye, he stared at the young postman, silent.

It was not the first time that the young postman had dealt with Dimon, and he ignored the other man's gaze, skillfully picked out a letter from the parcel and handed it over.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dimon, this is a letter to Dean Wilson, from Beckland."

He said, a friendly smile on his face.

"Got it."

Dimon's dry voice rang out, and he reached out to take the letter with a blank face.

The young postman looked at Dimon with a smile, but did not speak, nor did he mean to leave.

Under the postman's gaze, Dimon's impatience gradually turned to irritability.

He forcibly endured the restlessness in his heart, pulled a reluctant smile on his stiff face, and nodded at the young man, "Thank you." ”

The smile on the young postman's face became even bigger when he heard this, and he gently pulled the postman's hat on his head, and said happily:

"You're welcome, have a nice day, Mr. Dimon."

Seeing the postman leave, Dimon turned to look at Ademisor and said:

"If you're going to come in, hurry up!"

……

The Breeze Orphanage is the only orphanage in Tingen that was donated by the Storm Church.

It's not like the Church of the Night Goddess donations a new orphanage every now and then.

Both the Church of Steam and the Church of the Storm have shown little interest in charitable activities such as opening orphanages.

In the flat open space of the orphanage, children of all ages are laughing and playing.

Ademisor and Dimon stood silently on the edge of the clearing, looking a little out of place.

"Why are you here?"

Dimon took a metal flask from his bosom and took a sip of it, breaking the silence first.

Based on the pungent smell wafting through, Ademisore judged that the jug should contain a strong Rangzi.

Same as Svein...

Perhaps this is the standard for punishers.

Ademisol complained silently in his heart.

His keen inspiration sensed that Dimon was unusual, and that he was an extraordinary.

Spirituality and Svein seem to be like, perhaps also a "people of rage"?

Linked to the background of this orphanage, Dimon's identity is self-evident.

This may be due to the peculiarity of the Destiny Path, which is more sensitive to the existence of the Extraordinary than other paths.

After all, the fate of the extraordinary is obviously different from that of ordinary people, and a glimmer of realization rose in Ademisor's heart, and he had a deeper understanding of the abilities of his own sequence.

It occurred to him that Lucas's abandonment of continuing to spy on him might be due to Dimon's presence.

Dimon, who didn't get an answer, turned his head to look at Ademisole, and said in a complicated tone:

"It seems that the rumors are right, you are slowly getting out of your madness?"

Ademisor's original form was crazy all day, and he didn't have many effective memories left.

His childhood at Breeze Orphanage is one of the few clear memories he remembers it all.

He had the impression that the young Dimon would rarely speak so much, and was always silent like a log.

Glancing at the children playing in the clearing, Ademisol nodded lightly in response:

"Yes, I can stay awake for a long time now, is the Dean here?"

Can it last for a long time, that is, will it still fall into a trance?

Dimon thought quickly, then sneered:

"Of course, where else can he go?"

After a long hiccups, he went on to explain, "I mean, his body doesn't allow him to go out, you know..."

"I want to see him."

Ademisor's calm voice rang out, interrupting Dimon's nagging.

"He should be in his room now, come with me."

Dimon shrugged his shoulders, took another sip of his drink, and limped as he led Ademisor towards the gray-and-white building not far away.