Early Monday morning, Saint Samuel Cathedral of Backlund North Borough was underground.
Leonard Mitchell, who had messy black hair and a windbreaker casually draped over his body, grabbed a document bag and sneaked into the office of "Nighthawks" on duty.
His target, Daly Simone, was wearing a black robe that almost never changed. She hadn't even had time to apply her eye shadow and blush on her face, and her sickly fair skin looked a little haggard from the constant yawning.
Seeing that the other Nighthawks belonging to "Sleepless" Pathway had already left, and only Daly was left in the room, Leonard locked the door, sat on the soft sofa, and threw the document bag on the table.
"For unmarried men and women like us who lock the door and secretly stay in the office, the scandal will spread throughout Backlund in less than half a day."
Daly glanced at him and pointed out the inappropriateness of the other person's behavior in an indifferent tone.
"Forget it, the letters from Ms. Daly, Desi County and Enmat Harbor's Nighthawks have arrived."
He pointed at the document bag on the table, and without waiting for a response, he opened it and shook out the two drawing papers inside.
Daly Seeing this, he ignored the teasing and stepped forward to take a piece of paper. His eyes quickly scanned the paper and his brows furrowed.
"This is the portrait of 'Irene Watson' in the mind of Police Chief Duller who was transferred to Enmat Harbor. It was drawn by your former colleague, Bell Clement in his dream; that one is It was 'Red Gloves' who was on a business trip to Desi Bay who found Mrs. Wallis who had seen Irene, and used Spirit Channeling to restore his appearance."
Leonard explained while spreading out another portrait in his hand.
It depicts a young woman with long hair flowing down behind her shoulders, facial features as perfect as a sculpture, an elegant chin, and slightly thin lips. There are also some features that cannot be shown in the sketch:
She has long light blond hair, purple eyes, and is about 1.75 meters tall.
"It is eighty-nine points similar to the 'Irene' deep in Chuck·Hopper's memory... Taking into account the differences in the memories of several people and the inevitable errors when transferring images, it is basically possible To confirm, Hopper, Wallis and Dule all saw the fake image of 'Irene Watson' before turning into a black-haired, round-faced person... No, maybe even this name is fake."
Putting down the two portraits, Daly leaned back, half leaning on the sofa in the duty room and said.
"Then how can you be sure that this image is real? Since she can disguise her appearance, then this image may also be stolen!"
Leonard retorted subconsciously.
"This is just a simple inference. If Irene Watson can change her appearance at any time, then why did she show herself in such an easy-to-remember image when she first came to Backlund?" Daly ignored the emotions in the other party's words and said calmly. He replied, "The only possibility is that she did not have the ability to disguise when she first arrived at Backlund. It was not until some time later that she truly had the ability to change her appearance, and then she walked from behind the scenes to the stage and became the 'Seer' Irene."
"Seer..."
As he murmured and repeated, Leonard's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed:
"You mean 'Faceless'?"
"Not necessarily. Other Pathway also have the ability to disguise. As far as I know, 'Spectator' Pathway can make itself disappear in the eyes of others, or become another face, a face that is easily forgotten."
"But, can 'Spectator' completely transform into another person? Only Faceless should be able to do this to make himself look like... like Angel Granger who died in Tingen City..."
Leonard stared closely at the two portraits on the table, his lips pursed so hard that they almost turned white.
He suddenly reached into the inner pocket of his windbreaker and took out a somewhat crumpled notebook. He opened one of the pages and saw many words densely written on it, connected with different lines and arrows.
Daly stood up curiously and came to his side, looking at the notes.
"Hillston Borough's 'Aurora Order Oracle's death' case, Cherwood Borough's 'Capim's assassination' case, Tarot Cards at the crime scene...Lanevus? His body was also covered with Tarot Cards, and he died in a strange way, as if someone had copied the scars on his body from all the sacrificed Nighthawks in Tingen Tragedy..."
She read the key words in her notes, followed the arrows to look at the center of these events, frowned and said:
"Fool?"
"Yes, you reminded me of this," Leonard first clicked on the word with the finger wearing Red Gloves, and then turned to a special page, "You once said that many people are looking for an organization that believes in 'Fool', and kill Lanevus, Capim, Ms. D and the murderer of Desire Apostle who assassinated Duke Negan all left Tarot Cards as a mark at the scene... This made me connect the two organizations."
This statement is a bit far-fetched, but it is impossible for Leonard to say that the source of this inspiration was the parasitic "Old Man" in his body. Fortunately, Daly did not delve too deeply into it, but looked at another term in the notes that recorded "Fool" and his Honorific Name:
"Sherlock Moriarty, who is he?"
"The other target I am tracking has a questionable identity. He has also been involved in many cases of 'Tarot Cards'. He even appeared in Backlund Great Smog Incident and had contact with Prince Edessak, who collaborated with a cult and committed suicide in fear of crime... I feel, I feel..."
Having said this, Leonard looked at Daly, with deep doubts in his green eyes.
"... He is a bit like Klein·Mo who also died in Tingen City..."
At this moment, there was a burst of noise outside the door of the duty room, followed by the sound of continuous footsteps, running deeper into Saint Samuel Cathedral.
Boom, there was a knock on the door. The person turned the door handle without waiting for a response. After finding that it was locked, a translucent Spirit Body passed directly through the door. He opened the lock with his hand and pulled the door open.
"You are indeed in there, Daly... and Leonard?"
The person who violently broke through the door was Red Gloves Captain Sost, who had just become "Spirit Warlock". He glanced at Daly and Leonard who were sitting together with a strange expression. He seemed to want to say something, but his expression soon turned serious and he waved his hand hastily:
"Go to Chanis Gate, it's been invaded!"
What, Chanis Gate of Saint Samuel Cathedral, the place where the entire Loen Kingdom is most closely guarded and has the strongest sealing core, was invaded?
Leonard's face turned a little pale. He instantly recalled the heartbreaking battle at Tingen, which was manipulated by Ince Zangwill behind the scenes to obtain Chanis Gate's conspiracy to seal the ashes of Saint, and the captain who was buried by his own hands on the day he died, Klein, who appeared in his dreams from time to time, and...
...Angel Granger.
"Long time no see, Sevillea Landon, maybe I should call you now, Mrs. Sauron?"
Angel, who once again used the "hypocrisy" ring to disguise himself as Irene Watson, emerged from Mirror World, stood in the luxuriously decorated bedroom that occupied almost half of the third floor of the villa, and said with a chuckle.
Wearing a silk nightgown, with black hair hanging behind her back, Sevillea, whose face has changed a bit, can still be seen from the Backlund period, is a little pale, and subconsciously wants to communicate with the various mirrors scattered throughout the villa and leave the place directly.
But after a moment, her nervous expression relaxed, she smiled a little, and said in a soft tone:
"I didn't expect to see you again at Trier, my good niece."
She has discovered that except for the Magic Mirror placed close to her body as a last resort to save her life, all nearby mirrors have lost contact with her.
This means that less than a year after she first met Irene Watson in Backlund, the other party has been promoted from "Witch" to "Despair" Demoness.
A Demigod who is two Sequences taller than me!