At the foot of the mountains of West Velas, in a Quaternary ruin, a large golden retriever dog walks easily on four legs between collapsed stone pillars and potholes, occasionally sniffing his nose close to the ground.

Although it is not necessary, it is obvious that going with the flow can make the Golden Retriever feel more happy.

Soon, it found its target, its fluffy tail cocked high and swaying from side to side at high speed.

Audrey, who was meditating on the inside of a half-collapsed house, sensed its arrival, reached out and took off the heavy hood that covered her face, and her pale blonde hair suddenly fell down.

The presence of a radiant girl seems to have banished the dark aura of this ruin. Audrey half-squatted down, hugged the rushing golden retriever dog into her arms, gently scratched its chin, the corners of her mouth were raised, and a bright smile appeared in her emerald green eyes: "Good evening, Susie." ”

The big golden retriever first made a "whoop" before vibrating the air and saying, "Good evening, Audrey." ”

In fact, they hadn't seen each other in a while.

Since an extraordinary event related to the Quaternary Tamara family at the Rune Antiquities Foundation in East Chester County, Audrey followed the clues and began to explore the Quaternary ruins in West Velas County.

Susie, who is digesting the potion of the "Dream Walker", travels extensively in Beckland, East Chester County, Ahowa County and other places, looking for opportunities to play the role.

At the same time, it also plays the role of messenger, from time to time to relay information to Audrey's resident Tarot members and some key virtual personalities in Beckland, and feedback the situation in Beckland and other places to Audrey.

Under the moonlight, a man and a dog sat side by side on the fallen stone pillar, exchanging recent events around them.

Even though they had been meeting for a while, Susie's tail was still wagging uncontrollably and happily. After listening to Audrey's investigation of the site, it thought for a moment, then opened its mouth and said:

"The things you asked me to pay attention to before have had an unexpected result."

"Oh?"

After thinking about it for a while, Audrey remembered that Susie had reacted before that some members of the Andrellad family's "Blood Worship" were secretly operating in Beckland, looking for some people with special identities.

Due to the notoriety of the "demonic" approach, Audrey instructed Susie to find an opportunity to use some hints and coincidences to get the church and other official forces to intervene to solve the hidden danger, and if necessary, to seek the help of Hugh, who served in MI9.

Susie nodded humanely: "Two weeks ago, the demon's stronghold was cleared by the Mother Earth God Church. However, there is a 'Witch of Pleasure' from the Witch Sect who has teamed up with the Andrellard family to hunt down a certain 'conspirator' from the Predator-Blood Cross.

"This 'Witch of Pleasure' has the protection of a superior witch and has an MI9 internal response, which prevented me from detecting her anomaly in time.

"Last night, the 'Witch of Pleasure' and the 'Conspirators' fought fiercely in the woods near Rose Song Manor."

The owner of Rose Estate, Dawn. Dantès is not currently in Beckland, and the official version is that the gentleman, as a merchant familiar with the situation in the Southern Continent, is assisting the military in some of its trading activities.

Audrey knew that the so-called "Dawn. Dantès" is just an identity of Mr. "World", or the dependents of "Fools", in this world.

With Mr. "World" asleep, the servants of Rose Manor and the servants who serve here are currently self-sufficient, but Audrey believes that she has an obligation to help Mr. "World" take care of the property, and often tells Susie or herself to stay in Beckland's virtual personality to pay attention to the situation.

Susie's personality and the advantages of the "spectator" approach are enough to deal with most accidents, and the fact that she did not recite her honorific name on the spot shows that the situation is still under control. Audrey's thoughts raced through her mind, and instead of worrying, she took on the role of a listener and waited for Susie to continue.

"For a variety of reasons, the Church of Mother Earth God and the Church of the Storm each have an extraordinary being drawn into the dispute.

"In the end, three MI9 agents were killed and the 'conspirators' were killed.

"The Witch of Pleasure also lost control due to her over-reliance on the contaminated seals of the Andrellad family, and was dealt with by the archbishop of the Church of Storm. The investigation inside the Rose Song Manor was also handled by the Storm Church first, and then transferred to the Night Church for completion. Fortunately, the manor and its personnel were not affected by this incident.

"The details of the incident are still under further investigation, but due to the witch's internal presence, MI9 should be under pressure from the Church of the Storm and suffer most of the losses."

After telling the beginning and end of the incident, the golden retriever dog stuck out his tongue and gasped, tilted his head to look at Audrey, and asked in a somewhat ashamed tone:

"If I hadn't let my guard down after the demonic event was over, would I have been able to stop this extraordinary event?"

Hearing this, Audrey shook her head slightly:

"Whether it's a witch or the Andraard family, they all have the protection of high-ranking beings, and you've done a good job."

Gently caressing the big dog's fluffy brain to soothe its emotions, she said softly:

"But the next time you're in a situation like this, you'll have enough experience! Susie, let's do the good work together. ”

Susie, who was comforted, suddenly became energetic and rubbed her head on Audrey's palm.

After all, it's just a dog, and it's still learning about such complex things.

"By the way, do you have any clues about those special people who are being chased by demons?"

"Well, most of them have weird dreams. The 'conspirators' who were involved in the incident and the 'navigators' of the Church of the Storm also had this peculiarity. ”

With that, Susie and Audrey shared the strange dream fragments.

Audrey observes intently the tall, reflective buildings that almost border the sky, the various and bizarre mechanical creations, and the people dressed in fancy clothes and skin tones.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and from a dream fragment, she found the familiar Russelwin!

-

Hugh is short and lean, with shaggy yellow hair on the top of his head. Dirkha rubbed his temples in annoyance.

"I really didn't expect Tyron to be that traitor."

As she threw the materials in her hand on the table, she said in embarrassment: "Taryn is the oldest member of the group, and his parents both served in MI9 and even died in the line of duty!" As a result, as a result—"

Leaning across from the large desk, with brown hair and a slightly curly shawl, a lazy expression of a best-selling novel writer casually flipped through the stack of materials and sighed:

As a result, in order to avenge his parents, Taryn joined MI9, but his promotion was slow due to his weak background; His younger brother Corti ran away from home due to lack of discipline and joined the Witch Cult......"

He gave himself a vacation and briefly returned to Beckland to visit relatives and friends. Wall quickly skimmed through the case and shook his head:

"Maybe it's fate."

Corti, or Cortina, has been out on the hunt for the murderer of her parents, a royal family member of the Vorsack Empire. Einhorn finally caught the traces of the other party in such a place as Beckland.

According to MI9 intelligence, back at the end of last year, the "Witch of Pleasure" had a smaller battle with the "conspirators".

Judging from the results, neither of the two was able to solve the other, and each was injured.

For the first time after more than a decade of running away from home, Cortina contacted her biological brother and collaborated on the extraordinary event of last night, which was even more intense and widespread.

"If Taryn hadn't done something to kill his colleague," Hugh's expression darkened slightly at the mention of the incident, "I might find a way to help him mitigate some of the charges, but for now...... Oh, he has proved himself with his actions, proving that he has indeed done something sorry for his brothers. ”

After all, Hugh himself also has a day dedicated to revenge, and his attachment to the Taryn brothers can be understood emotionally.

But the act of shooting her colleague was so bad that it exceeded her bottom line.

At the same time, as Tyron's direct prefect, Hugh also had to admit that he was derelict in his duties.

"Well, it's my fault...... After approving his field permit, he was not asked to report to work face-to-face for two weeks. Otherwise, whether it's a witch or a demon's breath, I should be able to detect it in time. ”

Rubbing his already messy yellow hair, Hugh leaned back, his small body sunk into the wide, soft seat.

She sighed and whispered to herself, "Colin, Wilson...... They are all very good players......"

Looking at his friend's self-reproachful look, Foirth had an extra tray in his hand, on which were steaming black tea, mellow coffee from the Southern Continent, and several different styles of pastries.

Gently placing the tray on the table, she handed Hugh the refreshments and said in a reassuring tone:

"Alright...... At this point, we can only learn a lesson and pay more attention next time. By the way, what does the church say? ”

"Well, it's not too difficult."

Hugh, sipping black tea and munching on raspberry pudding, said vaguely: "The Storm Church has received the loot, mainly a few seals from both sides, all of which belong to the kind with a greater negative effect; Mother Earth Church, they want potion recipes for 'apprentices' and 'master tricksters'. ”

Furth: "? ”

As a current member of House Abraham's Presbyterian Church, she has kept an eye on the leakage of her own potion recipes.

Seeing his friend's doubts, Hugh further explained:

"The unfortunate extraordinaire of the Mother Earth God Church is the 'apprentice' of Sequence 9, a supernumerary member who is currently under investigation, and is said to be seriously injured. Well...... In fact, the opponent is the Witch Sect, and it is not surprising that they asked for the potion formula. ”

As we all know, the Gnosis Society within the Witch Church also has mastered the initial sequence recipe of the "apprentice" path.

Except for the Mother Earth God Church in Rune, which is still shallow, the major official forces have been fighting the Witch Sect for so long, and it is not difficult to get one or two initial recipes by means of channeling and other means.

"They don't look like Abraham's descendants, but if you don't want to let them out, I can talk to Mother Earth God Church about it."

As Hugh explained, Foirth thoughtfully reached for the crystal ball, brushed his palm over the crystal clear and smooth surface of the meteorite crystal, and stared at the blue starlight swimming in the transparent sphere.

As a qualified demigod of the occult path, she instinctively took an astrological approach to judgment.

“…… Well, it's not impossible. ”

After observing for a long time, she put away the crystal ball, groaned with a little puzzlement, and said slowly:

"Star Rail tells me that it's the same right now to give or not to give. But after giving, I may get his help in the future, very useful help......"

-

As if waking up from a long dream, Douglas opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling of the hospital room, his brain was still spinning.

His memories and thoughts were still stuck in the heavy rain, in the dancing flames, in Amun's reflective monocle.

Subconsciously raising his hands in front of his eyes, Douglas found that his arms were wrapped in a layer of bandages from his elbows, and he could feel that the wound under the bandage was numb and painful, but it was not unbearable.

There was no more flame burning him.

A long, white and slender hand reached out from the side and gently pressed his hand down.

"Don't look at it, it won't leave a scar, you have to trust my technique."

Turning her head, she saw Antina with black hair curling a shawl and blood-red eyes. Sainz was sitting next to him, his expression secretly concerned.

Douglas opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Antina got up and poured water, and explained simply: "The witch and the hunter have been dealt with by the Church of the Storm, and you and the substitute who was accidentally involved will be compensated by MI9." By the way, the traitor from MI9 is in the next ward, is it called Tyranny? The day he was able to walk was the day he entered the Inquisition. ”

Half-sitting up with Antina's help, Douglas took a few sips mechanically with a glass of water, slowly digesting the information he heard.

Not the best outcome.

But it's not the worst outcome.

He felt unusually calm, and did not have any radical thoughts and actions.

Douglas drank the water from the dry glass in one gulp, waited until the thirst in his throat eased, and then asked, "How many days have I slept?" ”

"It's not a long time, it's the morning of the seventeenth, well, it's less than ten o'clock."

Seeing that his mental state was gradually recovering, Antina secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally put a smile on her face: "But it's not a coincidence, your child and Antonia have classes to attend, and they just left not long ago, and they didn't see you wake up." ”

Veretti...... yes, I said I'd be home, I hope it didn't scare her......

Douglas lifted the quilt and looked at it, and the trauma was actually not that serious, not as harmful as spiritual exhaustion. But after sleeping for a day and two nights, his spirituality and spirit had already stabilized.

The only discomfort now is that the broken ribs have not yet grown, a dull ache, and a feeling of hunger in my abdomen.

After a few words with Antina, the door to the left side of the ward opened, and Father Schultz entered, expressing his concern for him, and bringing another good news in a broad sense.

"MI9's compensation to the Church covers your medical bills and includes the potion recipe for your next sequence, 'Master of Tricks'. When you're cured and discharged from the hospital, and you've completed a mission on your own, you'll be promoted to Sequence 8 Extraordinary, and you'll officially join us. ”

"The recipe for 'Master of Drama'......" Douglas muttered, suddenly realizing a problem.

As early as a week ago, he had been promoted to the "master of tricks" with the help of Amon, and did he still have to take a potion again in the church?

Thinking of Amon, his mood finally fluctuated slightly.

But in the face of Antina and Father Schultz, Douglas could only hide his expression, and asked with a reluctant smile: "My merits...... Did you save enough so quickly? ”

"Because you've done a great job in this incident." With a warm smile, Father Schultz patted the back of his hand, "You were not seduced by the witch and did not abandon your duties for the sake of short-term gain, but made the right judgment and fought until the last moment...... I think this is enough for everyone to recognize you. ”

"That's ......," Douglas, who had actually done too much to hide from the church, replied with mixed feelings, "then, will wages also increase?" ”

"Haha, yes. Once you become a full member and reach Sequence 8, you will earn ten pounds a week, be eligible to apply for some of the seals held within the Bloodline, and the rank of Inspector will be raised to the rank of Inspector attached to the police station. Dividends and subsidies are available for participation in dangerous or additional but well-paid tasks. ”

Listening to Father Schultz smoothly say a fairly good treatment, Douglas was stunned for a moment, only feeling bitter, but he could only smile and nod:

"Great, I wish that day would come soon!"

Antina, who was standing next to her with her arms crossed, complained at the stitches: "Don't look forward to it, let's lie in the hospital bed for two weeks first." ”

It's only been two weeks since I was broken, and I'm not going to be able to do it...... I don't know what happened to the pharmaceutical factory project that Antina was busy with before......

When the mind diverges at will, the stomach makes a humiliating sound because of hunger. The three of them were silent for a moment, and then Father Schultz and Antina laughed.

"Sorry, sorry, forget that you humans are meant to eat."

The Bloodclan made a little joke and went to give him Zhang Luo's sick meal. The hospital diet was not palatable, but because of hunger and long-standing habits, Douglas swept away the oatmeal and vegetables.

Father Schultz soon left, leaving Antina in care. By the afternoon, he had even more visitors.

First of all, Françoyer. In the case of outsiders, the two of them played 100% of their acting skills. Apparently, Françoyer was also aware of Winkel's death, and the interest in chatting was not high.

Although it is not known how he explained the accident to the church, Douglas was somewhat comforted by François's freedom to move in and out of his hands, apparently without suspicion.

The second wave of guests was a MI9 officer who brought the rescued agent to thank him.

But to be honest, if it weren't for sitting on the bed and his vision lowered, Douglas suspected that he might not have seen this officer, uh, slightly petite, probably in his early fifties.

Although the breathtaking momentum on the other party is very majestic......

But he is also 1.79 meters anyway...... If you don't bow your head, you really won't be able to see; Looking down at the top of people's heads, it is not very polite......

And after talking to the other party for a few words, the more he looked at this chief, the more familiar he became, and finally he was horrified to find that the original owner had an impression of this person.

But not as an impression of MI9, but as a well-known "arbiter" in the Eastern Side who is good at using physical persuasion techniques - Hugh. Dirkha!

Fortunately, the original owner had not dealt with this person before. Douglas coped cautiously for a moment, and when he realized that Chief Dirkhard was obviously not impressed with him either, he relaxed.

However, before the other party left, Douglas hesitated for a moment, but still made a request: "Sir, can I meet with Tyron?" ”

Stop. Dirkha was clearly surprised. Her piercing gaze swept over with a sense of oppression, making Douglass want to lower his head for a moment, wanting to avoid the scrutiny.

"Procedurally, it's not impossible. But, can I know why you're doing this? ”

The young man half-leaning on the hospital bed frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, but in the end he only showed a somewhat apologetic smile:

"There's really no special reason...... I just wanted to ask him personally why he made such a decision. ”

This is an unconvincing answer.

But Hugh recalled the results of Firth's astrology and couldn't help but wonder what was so special about this man.

After all, Firth is already a demigod, and an existence that can help a demigod in the future should not be so nameless.

So, she jumped out of her chair and bowed her head, "Fifteen minutes, I'll be in the room to listen, if that's acceptable...... Can you get out of bed and walk? ”