"Hey, don't be nervous, is it your first time on a mission?"

A gentle female voice came from behind her, and Angel turned her head to see that it was Ms. Lorota accompanying her.

She continued to flex and stretch her right hand, and patted Angel's shoulder comfortingly with her left hand: "I see that your body is stiff, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just ...... Well, a little scared. Angel didn't want the other party to feel that he was not professional enough, so he quickly denied it.

Lorota stepped forward and walked side by side with her towards the stairs, resting with her right hand and continuing the flexion and extension exercise with her left hand.

"Don't worry, '2-049' is only a Level 2 seal, it's not very dangerous, although its impact is silent and the consequences are serious, but we already have a good coping strategy, as long as we act collectively like now, we don't need to be afraid of its harm at all."

As if in protest against her evaluation, the iron box carried by Borgia, who was walking in front, suddenly "thumped", as if something inside was tapping quickly and violently against the wall of the box.

Angel, who was observing the box, was startled and almost wanted to pull out the revolver and give the box a few shots.

"Hmm...... It does this occasionally, but don't worry, it doesn't make it any more dangerous. ”

Lorota explained, somewhat awkwardly.

"Even if there is a way to deal with it, this seal is still very dangerous, why do you want to bring it on today's mission?" Angel asked, puzzled.

"Ah, I forgot that your captain hadn't told you about it yet." Lorota looked back at Dunn Smith, who was in the last position, and saw that he did not stop the two from talking, so he continued: "Today we are going to find a notebook, the notes of the Antigonus family. ”

"And the full name of this seal is called 'Antigonus Puppet', and its only purpose is to find any objects and people related to the Antigonus family."

Antigonus?

Angel felt the name familiar, as if she had heard it not long ago.

By the way, the notes of the Antigonus family, isn't that the one that Mr. Fool mentioned at the Tarot meeting, the lost book of the "Esoteric Order"?

The Hanged Man then explains the relationship between the Antigonus family and the Church of the Night Goddess, the former of whom was wiped out by the Night Goddess thousands of years ago and annihilated in the history of the Quaternary Age.

How could this puppet, which has the effect of orienting the Antigonus family, appear in the Church's seal reserve?

Thinking quickly, Angel looked at the iron box in Borgia's hand.

Knock Knock Knock –

As if in response to her gaze, there were a few more taps from inside the box.

The five of them stumbled from the second floor of the Black Thorn Security Company to the downstairs, due to the crowding together through the stairs, in just one minute, 2-049 "Antigonus Puppet" launched four negative effects, except for Lorrota and Dunn, the remaining three were all hit, and Borgia who was carrying the box was controlled twice, but fortunately, everyone maintained the continuous flexion and extension of their arms, and when they were affected by the negative effects, they were immediately discovered by others, and they were relieved of falling into a state of stiffness by slapping their shoulders.

Leonard Mitchell had already driven the carriage to the side of the street downstairs, a little distance from the staircase, seeing several people walking down the stairs, sitting in the driver's seat, kneading his right arm, he quickly raised his arm and began to flex and extend his elbows, Dunn quickened his pace forward, sure enough, when Borgia approached the carriage, Leonard immediately showed a slowing down, Dunn got into the carriage and pushed him by the way.

"I'll drive with him, and the four of you will get into the car and protect the Antigonus puppet." Dunn looked back at the other four and quickly gave the order to assign the task.

While 2-049's trait only prioritizes the 3 closest targets when it is surrounded by multiple people, it is better to be on the safe side of the situation.

Borgia nodded, and got into the not too wide carriage of the carriage first, Angel followed, but ran headlong into the former, who had entered a state of stagnation, and by the way, relieved him of his negative state.

This effect is also too frequent, almost once every 20 seconds or so......

Angel frowned and looked at the iron box engraved with the sacred emblem of the Night Maiden, there was still a knocking sound from time to time inside the box, and the "puppet" inside was extremely restless.

The four of them were seated separately, with the two women on one side and the men on the other.

Borgia placed the box on the floor of the carriage, directly in the middle of the four men, so that "2-049" was surrounded by four people in the carriage, and the negative effects on Dunn and Leonard driving outside the carriage were very unlikely, or affecting passers-by.

Leonard got into the carriage, wheels pressed over the stone pavement, and sped forward.

"Where are we going?"

Angel watched the changing scenery outside the window, his eyes tracking the pedestrians who had been left behind by the carriage, trying to see if they were in a negative state of seal creation, until he was sure that it would not affect the target outside the carriage before asking suspiciously.

Borgia, the taciturn man with the scar, remained silent, just staring at the box in the center of the carriage, his eyes skimming over the other three from time to time, ready to lift their negativity.

"Riel Bieber's home, that's where Antigonus' notes last appeared, and your 'soothsayer' found it."

The black-haired Lorota replied, snorting at Klein, who was sitting across from him.

"Actually, it was Mr. Neil's credit for divining Rare Bieber, I just happened to touch my spiritual sense and noticed something wrong."

Crane waved his hand and explained, his half-waved hand suddenly slowed down, his eyes lost focus, and his whole body froze.

Borgia on the side pushed him with his elbow to relieve the negative state, and when he saw Klein breathe a sigh of relief and put down his arm, he said in a low and indifferent voice: "Modesty is a virtue, but excessive modesty is not. ”

After saying this, Borgia stopped speaking, but returned to his previous state of immersion in the task. Of course, he was soon favored by Antigonus, fell into stagnation, and was rescued by the "overly modest" Klein.

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The carriage drove through the streets of Tingen and soon came to a three-story building, where Leonner pulled down his horse and stopped.

"Here we are." Klein said briefly.

Borgia nodded, picked up 2-049, and stepped out of the carriage first.

Angel followed suit, surveying the building in front of her.

The three-story building resembles the kind of streetside unit building she had seen in her previous life, with the door in the middle of the street, and the same suites on both sides, the four households on the first and second floors have a lot of clothes hanging outside the windows, apparently occupied by people for a long time, and the window on the right side of the third floor is pasted with an earthy yellow seal from the inside.

Looks like that's the goal for today.

Dunn and Leonard also left the carriage, and the six of them reunited together, raising their arms left or right, flexing and stretching without stopping. From time to time, passers-by looked at everyone curiously or vigilantly, and their footsteps subconsciously bypassed this area.

Even Borgia, who was taciturn and didn't seem to care about these stares at all, couldn't stand it, and several people quickly left the street, went up the stairs of the unit building, and soon came to the third floor.

The door to Rare Bieber's house was also sealed by the police, with the officer's name on it, and Dunn Smith unceremoniously tore it off, pulled out a key to unlock it, and motioned for Borgia, who was carrying the 2-049 "Antigonus Puppet", to enter first.

A rancid smell wafted from the room, and the moment he entered the door with the iron box, the knocking sound of "dong dong" appeared again and became more intense.

Looking at the iron box that had been struck from the inside to the point that it was shaking, Angel quietly took a half step back, and she looked at Dunn and Leonard, who seemed to have expected it and did not show surprise.

Wait a minute...... They are affected by the negative effects......

Seeing their shaking arms suddenly slow down, Angel reacted, not wondering why 2-049 could affect both of them at the same time, she hurriedly stretched out her hands and pushed Dunn and Leonard respectively, waking them up.

Borgia also looked back at everyone, and seeing that two of them were affected by 2-049 at the same time, he nodded and said solemnly: "This can confirm that Rare Bieber is indeed a descendant of the Antigonus family." ”

Is this confirmed? Could it be that the seals began to influence the judgments reached by two people at the same time?

"As soon as it encounters a descendant of the Antigonus family, even a little breath, it will become agitated and violent, and you can see the consequences." Lorota explained.

"Is this seal still exciting? Does it have a mind of its own? Klein asked curiously.

"You'll find out later." Lorota replied mysteriously.

The group watched as Borgia walked around the room carrying the suitcase, allowing 2-049 to get as much exposure to Riel Bieber's breath as possible, and then Dunn locked the door and the group went downstairs back to the carriage.

"Knock knock—" The pounding became more and more intense in the iron box in the center of the carriage, and it seemed that a monster was about to leap out of the box.

Leonard and Dunn were still seated in the driver's seat, with the latter looking out of the small window at the front of the car, waiting for further "action" from 2-049.

Borgia fumbled to undo the mechanical switch on the side of the iron box, and at the same time invalidated the spiritual shackles that had originally surrounded the box, and a strange atmosphere enveloped the carriage, and the sound of percussion also stopped at this moment, plunging the previously lively carriage into silence.

In the next moment, the lid was pushed open from the inside, the rusted loose leaf creaked and a brown arm stretched out from the box.

With an arm less than 5 centimeters long and finger thickness, it grabbed the opening of the iron box, dragged its entire body out, climbed over the wall of the box, and fell on the floor of the carriage.

A puppet the size of a palm appears in front of everyone.

Its face was painted with bright paint, wrapped in a sepia cloth, and its joints twisted strangely, as if controlled by invisible silk threads, and it stood up crookedly in mechanical motion. Its pebble-sized head has all the features, but it looks weird.

The puppet who raised his head twisted his neck and looked at the four people in the carriage in turn, and then grinned, the corners of his mouth raised high, like a circus clown against the oil paint on his face.