Part 1V THE UNDEAD CHAPTER XXXII FIRST REVIEW
Crane was sitting in a four-wheeled carriage, returning from St. Samuel’s Church to Birklund Street, when he heard the illusory cascade of supplications.
A woman …… was not in too much of a hurry …… about it, and he could make only the most cursory judgments, unable to go immediately above the gray mist to give an answer.
Sweeping the window to dispel the darkness of the gas street lamps, Klein retracted his gaze, picked up the white glazed porcelain and gold inlaid teacup, gently sip.
Richardson, who was flanking him, saw this and summoned up his courage to say:
”Sir, I’ve figured it out, and you’re right, all people grow from no experience, very little experience, and I thank you for giving me such a chance to grow.”
After confirming the deaths of Godolphins and his gang, he finally stopped worrying and started thinking about his career.
Changing employers consecutively in a short period of time was quite a stain on a servant, and once he resigned from Dawn Dantes, Richardson was sure he’d have a hard time continuing as a valet.
It would be extremely damaging for him.
This was not only because the valet’s salary was a minimum of twenty-five pounds a year, far better than any other position in the non-management category, and comparable to that of a mistress’s valet, but also because valets and valets were the ones who had the best chance of becoming stewards among the underlings!
They followed their Mistress or Mistress, helped them with their chores, acted as their sounding boards, and served as their assistants, and were able to effectively cultivate their own abilities, fully grasp the various skills of a butler, and through this, become close friends of their employers, and could, given the opportunity, move to become a deacon of the manor, an assistant to the butler, or an assistant to the assistant butler, and step by step, rise to become a steward with relative ease.
Richardson did long for a peaceful life, but that didn’t mean he was willing to remain a servant, he undoubtedly wanted to get a bigger paycheck and a higher status with his own hard work, and a butler of a wealthy family was his ultimate goal.
”It’s not too late to realize that.” Klein responded with a smile, giving Richardson permission to stay.
Returning to 160 Birklund Street, he instructed his housekeeper, Tanea, to have the kitchen prepare an 11:30 p.m. midnight snack for him while he went up to the third floor, took off his jacket, and entered the bathroom.
By now, the bathtub had been filled with hot water at the right temperature by the maid five minutes in advance.
Klein didn’t rush to take a bath and came above the gray mist to figure out who was praying just now.
Mr. X …… traveler …… “magician” lady’s efficiency is not low ah …… unconsciously, she also grew up I don’t realize that she has grown up,…… Klein muttered a few words to himself.
After careful consideration, he manifested the “world” Germaine Sparrow, and had the dummy pray in the gray mist that filled the room:
”…… Give me the time, place and more information, only then can I act.”
Klein’s idea was very simple, that is, the “traveler” ability is quite useful, but Dawn Dantes can hardly leave Birklund Street for a long period of time or stay in the room, if the “magician” lady can provide a detailed and reliable information, make an assassination. But if the “world” from the periphery a little bit to collect information, it is certainly impossible to do, will affect their own more important things.
Soon, “magician” Forsyth made a reply:
”…… I’ll collect it as soon as possible.”
Because Mr. X’s party has not yet determined when and where the next time, so she can only wait patiently.
After finalizing this matter, Klein returned to the real world, stripped himself naked, and laid into the bathtub.
The warm water flow wrapped around him, and he squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the exhaustion of his body and mind being washed away a little.
He had already gone to St. Samuel’s Church several times in the meantime to listen to Bishop Elektra’s explanation of the Night Revelation, and had grasped the images and characteristics of two more internal watchmen, however, since there hadn’t yet been any repetitions, he still couldn’t ascertain the regularity of the watchmen’s rotating duties.
And as such behavior could be equally troublesome, Klein sighed inwardly as he opened his eyes and looked at the watery mist above him:
”The first review should be coming soon ……”
A person who frequented the inner area of St. Samuel’s Church would most likely be scrutinized by the “night watchmen”, and in a situation where his origins were not so clear, something like this was close to inevitable.
If there was no scrutiny, it would be a serious dereliction of duty on the part of the Night Watch …… Klein exhaled slowly.
……
Underneath the floor of St. Samuel’s Church, Leonard slowly stepped out of a room that was quiet to the point of being silent.
His turquoise eyes looked like they were stained with strange black water at this moment, with countless illusory bubbles and ripples appearing and disappearing.
”Not bad, becoming a ‘Requiemist’ so quickly, almost catching up with me.” Daley Simone, who was standing in the corridor, congratulated her as if she was flirting or mocking herself.
She was still wearing a black robe with a hood, wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, and had a kind of demonic beauty.
When Leonard saw this familiar lady, he only felt that the other party’s aura was a little bit more gloomy, as if there were uncountable ghostly shadows hidden around her body, layer after layer, deep and cold.
”Obviously, I’m still a long way away from you, with your state, you should be able to be promoted to ‘Caretaker’, right?” Leonard didn’t get too casual in front of Daley, and spoke more seriously, because if he joked, the one who would end up blushing and embarrassed would definitely be him, not this lady.
– “The Caretaker” was Sequence 5 of the “Necromancer” pathway.
”Two months ago.” Daley said without holding back, her expression slightly twisted.
Leonard probably understood what was going on and nodded slightly:
”Haven’t accumulated enough merit badges yet?”
Daley instantly skimmed her lips and said:
”Right.
”It’s like having gotten into bed and having everything ready to go, only to find out that there are no condoms in the house, and it’s nighttime outside, and the vast majority of the stores in the neighborhood are closed!”
Fantastic analogy …… Leonard couldn’t respond well and could only laugh:
”You could take over some things on your own initiative.”
Not giving Daley a chance to speak, he pointed to the other end of the corridor:
”Captain Sost is still waiting for me to report on the promotion.”
Without saying anything, Daley watched him leave.
Only when his back disappeared around the corner did the lady’s expression drift for a moment and she whispered to herself:
”Captain Souster ……”
In the room where Leonard’s Red Glove Squad was temporarily stationed, Souster, who had just become a “Spirit Witch”, saw this loose subordinate enter and casually threw a document over:
”Good, you have been promoted. I’ll congratulate you later, first do a dream review on the target.”
It was already late at night, but for the “Night Watchers”, who were mainly “Sleepless”, it was not much different from daytime, and they were even more powerful.
”Isn’t this the mission of the local ‘Night Watchers’?” Leonard asked casually as he caught the document.
”They’ve had quite a few things going on lately, and they’re short on manpower, so they’ve asked us for a little help.” Solstice explained without much care.
Leonard didn’t ask any more questions, and immediately lowered his head and flipped through the documents.
The first thing that caught his eye was a photo, and the middle-aged gentleman on it impressed him extremely!
”Dawn Dantes ……” Leonard’s pupils shrunk violently.
He knew this gentleman and was clear that the other party was an immortal monster that had survived from the Fourth Era and belonged to at least the level of a Saint, if not stronger!
And he also knows my secret, knows the identity of the old man …… Leonard instinctively raised his hand and rubbed his temples:
”Captain Souster, I just got promoted, and my spirituality is still a bit out of control right now.”
”This way ah ……” Sost then realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, and busily turned his head to the other red glove and said, “Albert, you come.”
The one called Albert was a man in his thirties, with yellowish hair, slightly pale skin, and a physique that didn’t look too robust.
Leonard sighed in relief and handed over the documents in his hand to the other party.
Just then, he suddenly thumped inwardly: would Albert’s entry into that undead monster’s dream be affected in a bad way?
At this moment, he regretted a little, thinking that he should have done this himself; at least he was aware of the dangers and had dealt with the other party without taking offense.
Dawn Dantes shouldn’t do anything to Albert …… If he overreacts and causes Albert to appear abnormal, then his problems will immediately be exposed to our eyes, and with the strength of the church and the condition of Bekrand, he won’t be able to get out of this metropolis alive at all… …Leonard quickly calmed down, trusting Dawn Dantes to circumvent the dream censorship in a softer way.
He pulled up a chair and sat down next to Albert, appearing to be absently reading a newspaper, but keeping his eyes on the other man to prevent accidents.
……
160 Birklund Street, inside the master bedroom.
Klein, who was dreaming, suddenly woke up and realized that an “outsider” had arrived.
A review of the “night watchman”? He muttered as he looked around and realized he was in the semi-open room.
Then he heard a knock on the door.
”Come in ……,” Klein tried to sound like he was dreaming.
The handle turned, the door to the room opened, and a yellow-haired man in a black trenchcoat with a relatively thin physique walked in, none other than Red Glove Albert.
”Superintendent of the Birkeland Police Department.” Albert casually showed his credentials and sat down across from Klein.
”What can I do for you, Sergeant?” Klein got into the swing of things.
He knew that due to the influence of his “nightmare” ability, he should act normal at this time.
Albert materialized a stack of papers and read in a low voice:
”Dawn Dantes, male, Dixie County ……”
He roughly recapped the information he had gathered so far, and asked at the end:
”Is this information true?”
”Partly true, partly false.” The dreaming Klein responded “honestly”.
The true Part 1s probably only the two points of “gender male” and “no female companion”…… At the same time, he laughed at himself in his heart.
Albert saw that there was soon progress, his heart was slightly happy, and boarded up his face and said:
”What is false?”
Klein was prepared for this and pretended to recall:
”My wealth did not come from mineral deposits, but from adventures in the southern continent.”
Combining the situation in West Byron described by Anderson, he fabricated the story of how a commoner had gained wealth through eloquence, intelligence, experience, and boldness in the territory where Ruin and Intis clashed from time to time.
The story wasn’t really detailed, it was just an outline, and its main purpose was to convince the night watchmen that Dawn Dantes was an ordinary man with an adventurous spirit, not an extraordinary one – similar rumors of making a fortune were plentiful and not uncommon in Ruen.