After rummaging through the bedroom closet for a long time, Angel finally chose the knee-length skirt that she had never worn before.
Most of the clothes hanging in her wardrobe are shirts and trousers for daily wear. They are not only convenient for daily activities, but also try to be consistent with the attire of Nighthawks teammates.
But Melissa·Moretti secretly knocked on her door in the middle of the night yesterday, with a pleading expression on his face, suggesting that she "wear something different from usual".
After repeated questioning, Melissa finally told the truth.
It turned out that she made a bet with her brother Klein that if Angel wore the same clothes as usual at the celebration, she would lose 50 pence.
Although there were some doubts about the authenticity of this bet, Angel still agreed to this small request because Melissa came to visit in the middle of the night.
Putting on a long skirt and a conservative top is the biggest compromise she is willing to make!
But as a Nighthawks and Beyonder, for the safety of ourselves and those around us, there are some things that cannot be compromised.
She tied the gun holster and dagger sheath of "Bloodthirst" to her left and right thighs with leg rings respectively. After putting down her skirt, she stood in front of the mirror and looked around. She found that they were not exposed under the cover of the loose long skirt, and there were no weird bulges. Magician Pocket Watch, which was originally wrapped around the left wrist, could only be put into the jacket pocket.
In this way, even if there is danger, you will still be able to fight, and at least you can protect Melissa and Benson...
After tying up her long hair that hung behind her back, Angel walked out of the bedroom. The pocket watch in her pocket collided with the ammunition, making a discordant "clatter" sound. She sighed and walked back to the bedroom. She took out most of the bullets in her pocket and put them back in the bedside table drawer, leaving only the golden "Shattered Light Ray" and a few "Storm Convergence".
Is it time for me to buy a handbag? Just like Rozanne...
But I'm just attending North Borough Park's small celebration, and I don't need so many bullets. Besides, it's not far from Nighthawks's residence...
She thought to herself as she walked down the stairs to the living room on the first floor.
"Miss Angel, good morning."
Tromi was cleaning the coffee table in the living room. When he saw Angel coming downstairs, he said hello with a smile.
This female worker has just passed the probation of Moretti's family and has become their full-time maid. She is not only responsible for cleaning and washing clothes, but also responsible for breakfast and dinner every day. The kind-hearted Benson set her a weekly salary of 6 soli, which also includes food and accommodation.
As far as Angel knows, this has exceeded the average price of Tingen City hiring the same maid. I am afraid Benson means to take care of her.
Coupled with the 2 soli earned from cleaning and washing Granger's house every week, this poor girl who has just experienced the pain of losing her father should not need to worry about life.
After her job is fixed, she will have more energy to learn complex cooking knowledge and have the opportunity to become a female chef for a wealthy family in a few years and live a more decent life.
After a simple breakfast, Angel left the house and came to the noisy Daffodil Street. It was already 9 a. m. on Sunday. The streets on Sunday were no longer as busy as before, and had a more lazy temperament.
Although Klein changed shifts with Kenley who was originally resting today and did not need to guard Chanis Gate, he still had some work to hand over to Leonard, so he rushed to early in the morning Blackthorn Security Company, Angel, Melissa, and Benson meet up and take a hired carriage to Red Moon Street in North Borough.
On the carriage, Melissa looked at Angel with a look of relief.
"Angel, I knew you wouldn't wear that Neutralized clothes today. Klein will definitely be surprised when you see it."
Huh? Didn't you come over in the middle of the night and tell me to dress like this?
Angel looked at Melissa confused.
The latter looked away guiltily, then looked back as if he remembered something, and said:
"Angel, I want to ask, um, I'm asking on behalf of Klein, what kind of person is he in your eyes?"
By the end of the sentence, she looked hopeful.
Seeing the girl's expression change and her eyes twinkling, Angel chuckled and replied:
"A good man?"
"Huh?"
Melissa made a confused sound and looked at Benson as if asking for help.
"Ahem," Benson coughed softly, "Look, Red Moon Street is here."
Angel also turned his gaze to the car window, watching the buildings on the street gradually being replaced by rows of tree-lined trees.
Of course she could hear the meaning of Melissa's words and knew what kind of answer she expected.
But, myself...
She lowered her head and her eyes became a little dim.
Within Blackthorn Security Company.
Klein was talking to Leonard who had just returned to the company. The latter found a letter left by the other party while searching Lanevus's former hiding place.
"A bomb that gets stronger over time? How could there be such a thing?"
Klein asked curiously.
At this time, he had hung up his windbreaker and top hat on the coat rack, leaving only his white shirt and brown vest, plus his meticulously styled black hair. As his sister Melissa said, he looked younger.
Leonard looked like he had been running around all night. His black hair was messy, his windbreaker was unbuttoned as usual, and the hem of his shirt was casually hanging outside his belt.
"Not only that, it is also very powerful. Lanevus said that if this bomb is not found, the entire Tingen City will be reduced to ruins."
He said sullenly, handing the envelope to Klein without an address or recipient.
"If you look at this letter alone, it's more likely that it's a prank. After all, the other person is a swindler with a criminal record. He lies constantly and can even leave his fiancée who is pregnant with his child."
"This person is related to 'Aurora Order', and the latter often creates all kinds of bloody Sacrifice Ritual. This reminds me of the 'Curse Altar' we destroyed at the end of July. It was also a curse that continued to strengthen as the number of sacrifices increased..."
After listening to Leonard's analysis, Klein, who quickly read the letter, raised his head in shock and asked:
"You mean, Lanevus has also prepared such an evil ritual, and as time goes by, it will eventually affect the entire Tingen City?"
"Look, there is such a description in his letter," Leonard pointed to a passage in the letter, "... child laborers who continue to die young, workers who die prematurely in harsh environments and overwork, factories shrouded in countless resentments... If these are the source of power of that 'bomb', it is probably much more powerful than the previous 'Curse Altar'."
"No matter what, we need to report to the captain as soon as possible and ask him to ask for help from Holy Cathedral, and find its location through the resentment collected by this increasingly stronger 'bomb'." Klein shook off the letter in his hand and looked in the direction of Dunn's office.
"It was precisely because of this incident that I rushed back. Royale went to Tingen Police Headquarters. She was going to check the records of recent construction and renovation projects. She might be able to find clues about the 'bomb'. Such a thing that affects the entire city will inevitably cause a lot of noise during the construction process."
Leonard replied.
He and Klein walked through the reception hall, walked through the partition under Rozanne's doubtful eyes, and walked towards Dunn's office.
"By the way, you seem to have changed shifts with Kenley today and are going to take a day off. Well, um, are you going on a date?"
Leonard, who was walking in front, suddenly slowed down and turned his head, with a weird smile on his serious face.
"Where did you hear that? I was just visiting the newly built Street Park next door with my family..."
Klein subconsciously denied it, but a depressing thought still emerged in his heart:
My vacation might really be ruined...
He sighed and looked out the window. The noise of Street Park not far away seemed to pass through the street and reach his ears.