Chapter 137: Report Him!

Chapter 137: Report Him!

What was brewing in Backlund now? Was it a continuation of the previous Great Smog incident?

As they speculated, the Hanged Man Alger and the Hermit Cattleya both began attaching importance to the case of Baron Syndras being framed and the attack on Councilman Macht. Each prepared to use their respective channels to obtain more detailed intelligence and see whether they could discover anything abnormal.

They were not in a hurry. They had no intention of directly asking the World Gehrman Sparrow what exactly his intentions were or what he was specifically plotting. They had a feeling that he would not answer in detail; at most, he would offer a hint or two. Therefore, they planned to first gather intelligence and conduct peripheral investigations, then decide what to do afterward based on the specific circumstances.

At the same time, they suddenly discovered that revealing the identity of Dawn Dantes to the Tarot Club seemed to be a very good card to play. In the future, as long as they paid attention to this wealthy gentleman’s news, they could initially grasp some of Mr. Fool’s Blessed’s actions and, through silent coordination, provide cooperation or assistance. And because this was a fake identity, if any problem was exposed, it could immediately be discarded.

Likewise, they could also indirectly “testify” for this identity and make Dawn Dantes more real. The simplest example was this: if this wealthy businessman had a maritime background, the Hermit Cattleya could instill corresponding information into her crew, friends, business partners, and others, making them sincerely believe that such a fellow truly existed. Then, when official organizations attempted to investigate Dawn Dantes’s origins, they would discover that this person did exist, and that those events truly did happen!

In the brief silence, Justice Audrey was just about to respond to what Mr. World had said earlier when she saw Mr. Moon sit straighter and look toward the far end of the bronze long table, taking the initiative to ask, “What is this shared identity used for?

“The Baron being framed and the Councilman being attacked that Miss Justice mentioned earlier—are there deeper problems behind them?”

As a resident of Backlund, the Moon Emlyn was still rather concerned about his living environment.

If you have so many questions, why not investigate them yourself? I have already taken the initiative to step forward precisely so I don’t get dragged into the whirlpool…

Klein inwardly grumbled about Emlyn White twice, then made the dummy World laugh deeply.

“Of course.

“It remains to be investigated.”

His concise answer, translated into detailed speech, meant: Those two cases definitely have deeper problems, but this is a secret, and I do not intend to tell you. Likewise, do not ask about the purpose of the shared identity Dawn Dantes!

Although the Moon Emlyn’s emotional intelligence was sometimes rather low, he could still hear the hidden meaning in the World’s words. He dryly laughed, leaned back, and pretended to be very satisfied with the answer.

Seeing this, Justice Audrey spent one second controlling the corners of her lips, which nearly lifted upward, before saying to the World Gehrman Sparrow, “Alright. I understand. Thank you for informing me.”

At this moment, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that joining the Loen Charity Educational Assistance Fund was a good idea. If she truly encountered any danger in the future, or if something came up that she could not handle alone, she could completely notify Mr. World in advance, then go normally to the foundation and work next door to Dawn Dantes.

Mm, if the Psychology Alchemists start suspecting me, or use a mission to test me, I can arrange to meet them at the foundation… Dawn Dantes’s image is completely different from how Mr. World presents himself above the gray fog. Yes, Mr. World is an experienced disguiser… Also, Dawn Dantes is a shared identity, and does not equal Gehrman Sparrow at all times. No wonder there are rumors that he has broad tastes when it comes to women… A mad killer and adventurer like Gehrman Sparrow should surely be paired with an innocent and pure young maiden…

As a Spectator, Audrey found it rather difficult to restrain a bit of imagination.

Hearing her reply, Klein could not help silently grumbling:

What do you mean, thank you for informing me?

Shouldn’t you be paying the 500 pounds investigation fee?

So you’re treating this as a sharing of information among internal members?

He made the World Gehrman Sparrow give a slight nod, no longer saying anything more about Dawn Dantes. Instead, he turned toward little Sun and asked, “Do you have Bizarro Banes there?”

The World paused, then added, “Perhaps you use a different name for it. In short, it is skilled at disguise, has strange abilities, is nearly demigod-level, and possesses a main eye where its characteristic gathers…”

He deliberately pointed out that it was nearly demigod-level not to show off, but to remind little Sun that this was a very dangerous monster.

However, the Hermit Cattleya and the Hanged Man Alger did not pay too much attention to this point, because the World represented Mr. Fool’s Blessed. It was normal for him to purchase demigod-level materials for a companion. And even if he was preparing them for himself, it would not be especially surprising. Gehrman Sparrow was already Sequence 5; gathering materials in advance belonged to normal procedure.

Vaguely, in their hearts, they even felt that it might be a good thing for Mr. World to leave the Sequence 5 level as soon as possible.

The Sun Derrick thought for a while and said, “Among common monsters, there are none. But perhaps someone has encountered one before. I will look through records and help ask around.”

The dummy World gave an “Mm” and returned to silence.

After the Magician Fors once again failed to purchase the cursed object and residual spirituality of an ancient wraith, the transaction segment came to an end.

Before Mr. Hanged Man could ask the Sun anything, Fors stole a glance at the World Gehrman Sparrow and said, “Recently, I had a strange dream. In the dream, there was a nearly real treasure, including…”

She described the scene she had seen in the dream in detail and finally said, “It was a complex symbol combining Fate and Concealment…”

Fors was just about to turn toward the head of the bronze long table and ask Mr. Fool to materialize it when she suddenly heard the World Gehrman Sparrow say, “Was it this symbol?”

The dummy World first made a request, then displayed a badge.

The badge was only the size of an eyeball. Its surface was a combination of the two symbolic signs for Fate and Concealment.

It came from Lanevus and was the entry token for the gathering of the Hermits of Fate. However, Klein had never once tried to use it.

“Ah?” The Magician Fors looked once and answered with a slight stammer, “Y-yes. That’s it.”

Only after answering did she realize that not only had Mr. World restored the symbol, he had also shown the actual object!

In that instant, an understanding suddenly dawned on her:

Dawn Dantes choosing to live on Böklund Street had been a targeted action!

Just as that thought appeared, she heard the World Gehrman Sparrow’s hoarse voice again.

“That treasure is a trap.”

He really does know… Good thing I knew to consult someone experienced…

The Magician Fors breathed out in relief and forced on a smile.

“Thank you for the reminder.”

Justice Audrey asked with slight curiosity, “Mr. World, what exactly does this symbol represent? And why is it a trap?”

Klein controlled the World and gave a simple answer.

“It represents a group of thieves who call themselves the Hermits of Fate.”

Hermits of Fate… thieves…

The Hanged Man Alger and the Hermit Cattleya thoughtfully memorized these two terms and made certain guesses based on their own knowledge.

The former suspected that this was an organization established by a group of Marauders. The latter believed an ancient family from the Fourth Epoch might be involved. As for the Moon Emlyn White, after carefully recalling, he confirmed he had never heard of any similar organization and planned to consult the Sanguine higher-ups after returning.

Meanwhile, Klein was thinking of another problem.

That demigod of the Marauder pathway who was once sealed deep underground in the sewers has indeed not left Böklund Street. He is very likely hiding in Hazel’s home. And this demigod is not behaving himself at all. He actually used dreams to influence Miss Magician!

No. I cannot let him keep doing this…

The hidden danger must be eliminated as quickly as possible!

Mm… Later, I will look for my poet classmate and offer a reminder. The old grandfather inside him should not be uninterested in a demigod of the same pathway…

Thinking to this point, Mr. Fool, who was leisurely looking over the members, let the corners of His lips carry a faint smile.

Justice Audrey vaguely sensed Mr. Fool’s change in mood and muttered inwardly:

That group of thieves calling themselves Hermits of Fate is connected to one of Mr. Fool’s old friends?

The topic of the dream treasure soon came to an end. The Hermit Cattleya remembered something and said to the World Gehrman Sparrow, “I will give you the intelligence you want this week.”

At this moment, she was rather curious why the other party wanted information related to West Balam. However, she was neither the Sun nor the Moon; she would not immediately ask whenever she did not understand something. She was more accustomed to gathering a certain amount of clues first.

“Good.” The dummy World gave a nod, while Klein quietly sighed inwardly. Having such a hidden organization really did make many things much simpler.

Seeing that he had nothing more to say, the Hanged Man Alger turned his head toward the Sun Derrick.

“Have you figured out the matter of the previous Chief’s mausoleum?”

The Sun Derrick spoke with some shame. “I have only made two friends.”

As a Beyonder of the Sun pathway, he had gone to the training ground to engage others in pure combat. Out of ten fights, he could not win even once. Relying on being beaten up, he had finally reestablished connections with his old acquaintances, but only two could be called friends.

Without waiting for the Hanged Man to respond, he hurriedly added, “However, I heard that the six-member council wants to open that mausoleum. No matter what, they must at least retrieve the characteristic.”

In the City of Silver, no one thought there was anything wrong with such an action. To them, waste itself was a crime.

The Hanged Man Alger lightly nodded and altered the educational words already at his lips.

“You have done well.

“It does not have to be friends who provide help. Once you establish enough connections, you will naturally obtain a certain amount of intelligence.”