When night fell, Dunn himself arrived at the scene in the same carriage that belonged to the night watchman.

Angel and Leonard quietly left the second-story house and came to the carriage, only to find that in addition to Dunn Smith, Klein had actually followed.

"Captain, why did you get him to come too? When the fight starts, we can't guarantee his safety. ”

Angel was a little anxious, after the three of them discussed at her house, they decided to let Crane find the altar and go back to replace Dunn, and the three extraordinary people who were good at melee entered the building to launch a sneak attack to deal with the criminal who built the altar and performed the curse ritual.

Unexpectedly, Klein himself followed.

"I asked him to come, as an official member of the night watch, he will always have to participate in front-line battles in the future, and take this opportunity to let him feel the atmosphere of the battlefield."

"And to search the scene and solve the problem of the curse ritual later, he is also needed as a 'soothsayer'."

"I'll stay away from the battlefield and come back when the battle is over." Klein jumped out of the carriage and, seeing Angel's uncertain face, opened his mouth to add.

“…… Then you have these bullets, they can be effective against the stealth ability of the 'witch', but remember not to fight the enemy head-on, you will definitely not be able to defeat her......"

Angel saw that the other party had arrived here, and it was too late to drive people back, so he could only take out the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" he carried with him, and gave two to Klein to introduce how to use it.

Of course, she didn't forget to give Dunn and Leonard two each, as the bullets had proven to greatly limit the movement of stealth enemies during the battle against Lady Sharon.

"Old Neil doesn't have this kind of bullet...... Is it a Hermetic prayer? ”

Crane picked up a bullet and looked at it, but he didn't have the dark vision of the "Assassin" and the "Sleepless", and by the dim light of the oil lamp hanging from the carriage, he could barely make out the type of text etched on the cart case, but he couldn't read it perusally.

"Oh? Changed to Hermesven? She used a script that we couldn't read, but it seems to have improved. ”

Leonard also came over, and the night was the home of the "Sleepless", and he looked more energetic than during the day.

"Alright, let's go back to the study of the text, and let's take action as soon as possible to avoid being detected by the target."

Dunn interrupted the conversation with a soft cough, his trench coat buttoned up, his silk hat left in the car, and the light brown hair on his sideburns combed back in a more capable way than usual.

"Okay, Klein, you stay away from the carriage and go to the other side to hide, if the other party escapes, it is likely to seize the carriage."

Angel pulled out the smaller revolver and instructed Klein.

The appearance of "Thirst for Blood" was too peculiar for her to use right now.

"But, Captain, since we've established that this is the location of the Cursed Altar, why don't we just ......"

Picking up the pistol and checking the ammunition, Angel suddenly remembered that the "mechanical hearts" of Enmat Harbor had faced similar problems and their solutions, and hesitated to say to Dunn.

Crane had already taken two steps to find a bush to squat, but when he heard Angel speak, he turned back and leaned over.

"You can let Klein divinate first, confirm whether the ceremony will take effect immediately, and if we still have time, we can go and notify the police, inform the garrison of Tingen City, and even the 'Heart of Machinery', pull a few heavy cannons, and blow up this house and the entire altar directly!"

It's been a month since she's been in this world, and she's used to the low technology of the Steam Age, the high mysteries of potions and extraordinary items, and she almost forgot that she can solve the problems that several people are currently facing with heavy weapons.

Whether it is a "magician" or a "witch", it is difficult to escape in the face of multiple large-caliber artillery covering attacks with a killing radius of more than 20 meters.

Dunn seemed stunned, his gray eyes looked at Angel with a hint of confusion, and he was silent for a while, then looked at Klein.

"Try, well, try divination according to Angel's words, if there is any danger immediately stop, the other party's ritual may be linked to the existence of some danger."

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From the afternoon onwards, Triss felt uneasy.

After the small mirror she had placed in her bedroom for early warning sounded the warning, she searched around the house, but found nothing.

The house chosen by Mitis on the banks of the Tasok River in the West End, which is said to be the estate of a baron in Tingen, was empty a year ago and uninhabited, and may have long been forgotten by the heirs.

There are several houses that have also been uninhabited for a long time, and further west is the farmland of the suburbs, which is usually inaccessible to people, and once it is night, it is a good place to build an altar.

It stands to reason that this place shouldn't be discovered, at least not so quickly......

She has never been able to shake off the slightest uneasiness, and even tried to carry out magic mirror divination, but downstairs is the statue of the original witch, which is the prison of countless unjust souls, and the magic mirror divination has been carried out twice in a row, but it has failed.

Watching the night grow outside the window, she decided to go downstairs to find Mitice.

The "Witch of Pleasure" that she doesn't like very much, but has to come into contact with frequently.

"Bang bang—"

Navigating the hallway where the ghosts floated, Triss made her way to the first-floor lobby and knocked on the door to the restaurant.

"What's the matter?"

The door was opened from the inside, and a tall, lanky figure flashed out, and she removed her hood, revealing her long gray hair, and the beautiful face beneath it.

"Mitis, something is wrong, my magic mirror has issued a warning, but looking around has found nothing abnormal, and the attempted divination has failed."

"In the vicinity of the altar and the statue of the gods, all divination that does not point to the 'primordial' will fail, I remember teaching you."

After commenting in an indifferent tone, but unceremoniously, the gray-haired woman, Mitis, took out a palm-sized mirror from under her black robe, which was coated with an unknown crimson substance and did not reflect a trace of light.

“…… You are the beginning of all things, and you will end all things......"

Using the divination mirror that had been warmed by her own spirit, she recited the real name of the person and performed a quick divination.

The crimson substance on the mirror surface quickly disappeared as if it had been evaporated, revealing a sight that only soothsayers could see.

"The divination was interfered with, and the other party did anti-divination measures, but fortunately, the 'primordial' was next to it, and their anti-divination did not play a big role. Let me see...... The trench coat, the night action, is the official extraordinary, and it is likely to be the ...... over there in the night"

Mitis muttered to herself, and Triss stood aside, anxiously waiting.

"There was a young 'soothsayer' on the other side, and they found it by divination...... I've taught you a long time ago that you have to use black flames to clear traces and fight divination after every move, and it seems that you haven't learned anything at all. ”

Her eyes did not take off the magic mirror, but her mouth was aggressive.

In the next moment, Mitis's face changed.

"Heavy artillery! Damn, can't let them go. ”

The Mirror ran out of power, oozing crimson liquid again, obscuring the mirror. Its owner didn't care about it anymore, but said to Triss in a hurry.

"You go to the altar immediately, terminate the ritual, destroy the mirror in the bedroom, and leave with the idol of the 'primordial', I go and stop them, and as soon as the ritual stops, they will find out."

"What's going on? Heavy artillery? Triss's rounded cheeks were distorted by surprise, destroying the harmonious beauty.

"The night watchmen have discovered this place, and they are not going to attack it, but they are going to gather an army and use artillery to blow down this house and the entire altar!"

Mitice's voice sharpened with anxiety.

(End of chapter)