Xio was dazed for about ten seconds before remembering the need to reply. She looked at the golden-masked man and nodded.

“Alright, I’ll take note of the people Viscount Stratford interacts with.”

The golden-masked man seemed to sense her dazed state as he said, “There’s another mission. The Church of Evernight’s Red Gloves are investigating something related to the Numinous Episcopate. If you have any relevant information on that, immediately inform me.”

Xio tersely responded, unable to extricate herself from her emotions.

The golden-masked man fell silent for a few seconds and asked after some deliberation, “Are you interested in directly joining MI9?

“You can continue maintaining your present identity, being active in East Borough.”

Xio was taken aback for two seconds as her mouth turned agape. She was momentarily unable to make a decision.

The golden-masked man didn’t require an immediate answer as he said with a smile, “There’s no rush. Tell me your answer after you become an Interrogator.”

After saying that, he walked back, step after step, slinking away into the shadows at the other end of the alley.

That same evening, Klein snapped awake from a dream.

The soul imprint he had set up in Böklund Street’s sewers had been touched!

Who is it that isn’t sleeping in the middle of the night… Is Hazel not afraid of being possessed by a Wraith? Klein sighed helplessly as he took out the iron cigar case which was wrapped in a wall of spirituality from under his pillow. He then walked to the balcony where the curtains were tightly drawn.

Wraith Senor rapidly leaped onto the surface of a street lamp before passing the manhole and sinking deep into the sewers.

After advancing a short distance, with the eyes of his marionette, Klein saw Hazel in commoner clothes.

without realizing it to touch the necklace with seven emeralds. In her right hand was a charm

of sunlight and warmth, as well as

this scene, Klein suddenly recalled his encounter

had woken up early to stroll

because Hazel wasn’t only half-illiterate

Sun. Even if something special happened, the

guiding her with a dream has turned anxious. That’s why she was taught how to make Sun domain charms via a dream? Hmm, from the Marauder pathway, the corresponding High-Sequence representative, Amon, is also known as a Blasphemer. Does this mean that at a certain Sequence of this pathway, they have the ability to pretend to be believers of other deities and circle around any defenses to

didn’t let his Wraith possess her again,

that he was certain that Hazel wasn’t able to dig up anything within a day or two. He had plenty of time to

Seer, he had many ways to make a confirmation. The simplest way was to head above the gray

which had stone columns propping it up. He conjured a pen and paper, and he wrote down the corresponding divination

will happen in Böklund Street over the

obtained a negative revelation. This also meant that in three days, no

out, it would only affect him while being trivial to Böklund Street, he wasn’t fazed. This was because something trivial wouldn’t

Hazel didn’t understand or didn’t take

waited for forty-five minutes before Hazel came out. After confirming that no significant changes happened underground, Klein laid back in bed, and with Cogitation, he quickly fell

Monday afternoon at three.

light that soared up from both sides of the long bronze table appeared before

mood as she bowed

“Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~”

smile as a response to this lady who

and discovered an additional card beside Mr. Fool’s

of Blasphemy? I wonder which pathway it’s from… I really wish that it’s from the Spectator pathway… Audrey’s heart stirred as

ahead of The Hermit Cattleya and said, “Honorable Mr. Fool, I’ve found three new

actually obtained from the Loen Relic Search and Preservation Foundation, but as

was rather proud in regards to this. She was increasingly convinced that establishing such a foundation was a wise decision of hers. Unfortunately, to not expose her identity,

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