"You're Angel Granger, the 'assassin' of the Tingen squad?"

The man in front of him was about 40 years old, with short light red hair, more than 1.8 meters tall, broad shoulders and round shoulders, and the shirt on his body was tightly propped up. Most noticeable was the fact that about a third of his square face was covered with burn marks, spanning most of the area from his chin to the left cheek, and the new tissues of his skin were slightly lighter than normal, making his already modest facial features even more distorted.

After putting her luggage in her makeshift house, Angel followed Daly back to the hall and continued to wait for the other members to arrive.

She had served breakfast on a loaf of bread in Tingen before her morning departure, which had already been digested more thoroughly than the Assassin's potion, her empty stomach twisting and twitching, expressing her displeasure.

But looking at the other night watchmen who didn't seem to care about hunger, she was embarrassed to suggest going to eat first, so she could only go to the hot water kettle next to her and pour a cup of tea and use the hot tea pad to cushion her stomach.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the red-haired man to return to the "Silver Bullet Detective Agency" with another member of the team who Angel had a relationship with, and he said hello to Dali and came to Angel to start the conversation.

Sweeping her gaze over the red-haired man's burned face, Angel immediately withdrew her gaze to avoid offending the other party, and when she heard the question, she nodded slightly and replied:

"Yes, Angel Granger, a member of the Tingen Market Value Nighter Squad, the Assassin of Sequence 9, reports to you."

"Very well, it's not the 'sleepless' or the 'corpse collector' after all."

The red-haired man nodded and sat on the sofa opposite Angel, his strong body pressing the sofa to a "creak", making people worry about the quality of the sofa.

"You've probably heard Dunn Smith mention me, my name is Bear Clement, and like Smith, I'm a 'nightmare.' You can call me Captain Clement, or just Clement. ”

Sure enough, it's also a "sleepless" sequence, so why don't I feel surprised at all...... The concentration of sleepless people in the entire team of night watchers is a bit too high......

Some disrespectful thoughts of disrespect to the goddess of the night flashed through his mind, and Angel replied casually, "Okay, Captain Clement." ”

Clement nodded, his gaze sweeping over the others in the room.

The two night watchmen from Pletzer Harbor were still sitting on the couches, but they had stopped talking, and the smell of a man with tanned skin like a man brewing coffee filled the room.

The other man she had taken back to the stronghold by Clement was the man she had seen on the steam train to the port of Enmat, and he was in the corner of the hall, pushing open a window, lighting a cigarette that he had not been able to smoke on the train before, and enjoying the charming taste.

Coupled with Angel's squad from Tingen City, at this time, the "Silver Bullet Detective Agency" has gathered night watchmen from all the big cities in the southeast of the Kingdom of Rune.

Except, of course, for Beckland's squad.

"Beckland's night watchman team was delayed by other things before they set off, and they can't get here today, and I'm afraid it will be difficult tomorrow."

Clement spoke loudly, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Some of you have already seen me, some of you have just heard of me, and so have I. So now let's start with me, and introduce yourself, your name, your team, and the potions sequence. ”

He reintroduced himself in the format he had said, and then moved his gaze to Angel opposite.

Angel Granger, Tingen Squad, Sequence 9...... Assassin. ”

Sensing the eyes of the other night watchmen follow, Angel stood up and spoke briefly.

As soon as the name of the potion sequence came out, she felt the eyes of several people be surprised and surprised.

At first she didn't understand the meaning of the gaze, but as everyone began to introduce themselves, she soon understood.

The brown-skinned black-haired man sitting on the sofa with a coffee cup put down the cup, stood up, and said in a loud voice:

"Morrow, the Night Watch Squad from Port Prietz, 'The Sleepless'."

He gestured to the man beside him who hung his coat on the back of the couch, who nodded in greeting.

"This is Brandon Poirot, also from Port Priety, Sequence 8 'The Midnight Poets.'"

The man who had been chattering on the train snuffed out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, stepped up from the window, sat down on another empty chair, and said slowly in a tone that resembled a poem:

"Rupert Norman, from the Storm City Squad, 'Midnight Poet,' this lady has already seen me on the train."

He smiled kindly at Angel, who wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but nodded back for fear of a stiff relationship with his temporary teammates.

"Dalie Simone, the 'psychic' of Port Enmat, Sequence 7."

Finally, Ms. Dali's languid voice.

As she finished introducing herself, as she expected, the entire hall, except for her and Dai Li, were all extraordinary people from the "Sleepless" path.

Beckland's team hadn't arrived yet, but Angel, who had seen Lorotta and Borgia, speculated that there were probably some of them, or even all of them, extraordinary members of the "Sleepless" sequence.

It's no wonder that Dunn didn't send other veterans, but let her, a fledgling rookie, represent the city of Tingen's team.

Otherwise, this team has a large number of people, but it is likely to fall into the embarrassing situation of "single ability".

After the self-introduction, the night watchmen became idle again, and Clement did not reveal the specific reason for rallying them, perhaps because he was worried about leaking the plan in advance, or because he was just an executor.

However, until the Beckland team arrived, everyone was allowed to move freely, but they were asked not to leave the city of Port Enmat, and those who left the stronghold for more than 4 hours had to report to him in advance.

Angel had planned to find an excuse to sneak out before coming to the port of Enmatt, but she didn't expect that the management here was very rough, which was exactly what she wanted.

She found Dali, who had been sitting next to her without saying a word, and asked about the extraordinary materials market in the port of Enmat.

"Extraordinary materials? Are you going to make your own charms? ”

Dali asked curiously, raising her eyebrows with blue eyeshadow.

"It's not a charm, I'm going to make some more special bullets that I used last time, and I'll see how the trading market here differs from Tingen, maybe I can buy some useful and extraordinary items."

"Extraordinary items are not so easy to buy, and basically they are targeted and bought in advance before they are put on the market."

"You can go to Pitts Street in the harbor district, there's a bar called 'Scavengers,' and tell the bartender that you want to go to the underground market, and he'll show you how to do it."

"Is that straightforward? No codes or secret passages or anything? ”

Angel asked curiously, this was a little different from the "underground market" she knew.

The corners of Dalie's mouth rose, her eyes narrowed, and she replied with some disgust:

"We don't have as many rules as the city of Tingen, and the official Extraordinaires in Nmatt are chronically understaffed, so these behaviors that don't involve the Extraordinaires are basically laissez-faire. For example, some secret gatherings, such as the 'Divination and Truth Seeking Society' and the 'Tarot Society', exchange some folk occult knowledge with each other. If they were in Tingen, they would probably be forcibly disbanded by the Nightwatchmen or other official extraordinaires, but there would be no one to take care of them in the port of Enmat, unless they did something about it. ”

Tower...... Tarot will?

Angel felt like her heart was beating half a beat slower.

She pretended to be calm and listened patiently, and when Dali finished speaking and took a drink from the water glass, she pretended to ask casually:

"Tarot will? Sounds like a rally of tarot lovers, what do they do? ”

"I don't know, but Clement went to investigate last week, well, in the same way you know, after making sure they didn't perform some evil ritual or be involved in a vicious crime, they didn't follow it up. I've heard that they use tarot cards to refer to each other, such as 'Fool', 'Hanged Man' and the like. ”

The name of the rally is right, and the code name is right, "on the surface there is nothing wrong with it......

Angel is almost certain that what Daly is talking about is the "tarot meeting" that she has participated in many times.

Could it be that the "hanged man" lives in the port of Nmatt and is accidentally targeted by the night watchman?

Remembering that his speeches at the Tarot Conference always revolved around Port Prieze, the Storm Sea, and other places, and the "craftsman" position provided was also in the port of Enmat, Angel concluded that the "hanged man" in Dalie's mouth was the one he knew.

Fortunately, the Tarot Society only meets once a week, or through Mr. Fool's mysterious means, outsiders should not see the problem.

But as a member of the "Tarot Society", she can't sit idly by and ignore the surveillance of the extraordinary, and she has the obligation to prevent being discovered by the official extraordinary, or even the occurrence of a one-pot situation.

"Sounds interesting, I've been interested in tarot divination lately, where can I find them?"

She suppressed the anxiety in her heart, picked up the teacup, and asked casually.

Dali glanced at Angel in surprise.

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of organization, doesn't the old Neil in your team know a lot about divination? And I heard that Klein, who escaped death, has drunk potions and become a 'soothsayer', so he should be able to teach you as well, right? ”

"But if you really want to find them, go to the 'Scavenging Birds' market, where a member of the Tarot Society often buys all kinds of amulets and ritual materials, and is a young girl who calls herself 'Justice', and one of the tarot cards. Everyone in the market probably knows her, so you can just ask someone. ”

Now, except for Mr. "Fool", the entire members of the Tarot Society have appeared in the port of Enmat......

Angel wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

(End of chapter)