In the beautifully spacious carriage, Archbishop Charles leisurely lit a cigar.

Then he took out the pink and silver metal flask from his bosom and took a sip and said in a low tone: "The initial victim was out of control according to the number of 1, 2, and 3, and I have read the telegram you sent before, tarot cards... Very interesting conjecture. ”

He subconsciously pinched and twisted his carefully trimmed beard, looked at Aldrich with blazing eyes and asked, "Anything else to discover?" ”

"No, Your Excellency, all the clues are written in the investigation report."

Charles pursed his lips and nodded slightly: "The pattern of this tarot card was discovered by that 'monster'?" ”

"Yes." Aldrich sat upright and nodded, then looked like he wanted to say something.

Charles saw through Aldrich's thoughts at a glance and smiled: "You want to ask me why I overstepped the instructions to let him participate in the baron's security mission." ”

Aldrich did not deny it, and nodded silently.

"You should be able to guess that his background is not simple." Charles said casually.

"Yes, after he became a transcendent, you asked me to keep an eye on him, and find an opportunity to absorb him into the substitute punishment, and put him in the open to take care of him."

Aldridge showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "But I want to know how he is not simple?" Who the hell is he? ”

"That's not what you should know." Charles took a puff of his cigar and spit out a smoke ring, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened: "You are curious about his identity because you found something abnormal about him, right?" ”

"If you don't report it, you're very protective."

The air in the carriage suddenly became dull.

Aldrich was silent, and when François suggested that Ademisol was suspected to be Sequence 8, he knew that the other party would definitely report the matter to His Excellency the Archbishop.

But he still chose not to report, and made his attitude clear to the higher-ups.

Although Ademisor had not been a substitute for punishment for a long time, he had never betrayed the Church, let alone made many contributions.

"You ordered me to treat him like an ordinary punisher." He said hoarsely, with difficulty in Charles's deliberately exuding majesty.

"As a substitute, he behaved without problems and was faithful to the church."

Smack!

Charles opened his pocket watch to look at the time, and at the same time restrained his momentum, and the atmosphere in the carriage returned to normal.

Aldrich gasped, his innermost clothes soaked with sweat.

"Very well, keep it, maybe what you do will give him a real sense of belonging to the church." Charles squinted his eyes slightly, and gently peeled the page.

"Moving on to the runaway case, this case is far more dangerous than it seems." Without giving Aldrich time to recover and react, Charles spoke again.

He straightened his sleeves and said with a relaxed expression, "That's why I'm here." ”

Hearing Charles suddenly say that there was a deeper danger hidden in the runaway case, Aldrich suppressed his doubts about Ademisor's identity, and said with a serious face: "Judging from the existing investigation, the perpetrator is a 'demon' of Sequence 6, I don't know what you mean by the danger?" ”

"Don't ask, go back to the church, it's okay to state the case objectively, but don't think about how to deal with the other party, that is likely to make the other party have a hunch." Charles spat out the smoke ring and said calmly, and then he looked at Aldrich with a smile: "Or are you already dedicated to come to greet me with you with you the seal of the secret attribute?" ”

"Not really, Your Excellency." Aldrich shook his head.

"Look out the window, empty your head, and stop thinking about anything related to the 'demons'." Charles turned his head to look out the window, and Aldrich also turned his head to look at the bustling streets outside, emptying his mind.

……

Almost at the same time that Charles arrived in Tingen, an old-fashioned wooden steamship slowly sailed into the docks of the city of Tingen.

It was originally a sail battleship made of fine Bairan teak, which was so old that it was discarded by the Admiralty of Rune and converted for passenger transport.

A young couple disembarked from the pedals in pairs, well-dressed and arm-intimate, followed by a middle-aged manservant with a serious face and a young round-faced maid, both of whom followed closely behind their employer with suitcases.

The messy scene around the pier clearly displeased the hostess.

"Petro, I don't know why we stopped here." The young lady grumbled in a disgruntled tone.

"Dear Darcia, you said you wanted to visit the world more during your trip, and this is where I went to college, haven't you always wanted to come and see?" The man said soothingly.

"Well, the man gave us a good look at the world, but he didn't give us a chance to wander." Darcia complained with a mocking smile on her lips.

Petro leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered softly, "Where did I limit you, you said you wanted to be an extraordinary person like me, and it took me a lot of effort to help you gather all the materials." ”

Hearing this, Darcia's tone softened, and she hugged her husband's arm tighter: "I know you're good to me. ”

Then she sighed softly and said with some grief: "But she will never be satisfied without letting a "hunter" go hunting. ”

Hearing his wife's words, Petro's heart lifted, and he unconsciously thought of the man who had sold his wife the potion recipe in the first place.

The man was dressed as a typical Intise, and there seemed to be something mentally problematic, and Petro could detect the frenzy and madness hidden in the depths of the other person's eyes.

The most important thing is that that person actually uses extraordinary abilities without shying away from using extraordinary abilities in front of ordinary people, he is simply a madman.

Thankfully, though, the formula he sold to Darcy was real, and his wife embarked on the path of the extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Petro couldn't help but complain: "I still can't understand you, you want to be extraordinary, but you don't choose ready-made potions, and you want to try formulas from unknown sources." ”

Darcy pouted, "Do you really want me to choose your family path?" ”

"Your two aunts, one grows taller and taller, and the other behaves rudely, will you still love me if I become like that?"

"Of course." Petro replied in the affirmative without changing his face, and then his face became serious, and he solemnly admonished:

"Darcia, I already regret letting you embark on this path, there are many dangers in this world that you don't know about, promise me, don't delve any further, we'll be an ordinary loving couple, okay?"

Darcia pursed her mouth and nodded helplessly.

"I want you to say it." Petro, who knew that his wife was "extremely adventurous", was clearly not reassured.

"Okay, I'll just promise you." Darcia temporarily restrained her dissatisfaction and made a sincere assurance.