"Pierce Turner?"
"Deep Blue Deacon" Radar Valentine sucked in a sharp breath. He remembered that Pierce had only advanced to Sequence 4, "Night Watchman," last year, making him one of the Church of Evernight's only nine high-sequence deacons.
A Demigod had died so silently in an alley in the East Borough?
His mind immediately leaped to many possibilities: internal Church infighting, a conspiracy targeting a particular Beyonder, or perhaps an accidental conflict with other wild Beyonders while carrying out a mission...
But none of those were things he, as a member of the Church of Storms, should ask about. Perhaps the Mandated Punishers could investigate afterward, but for now, the only thing he could say was:
"Storm above, may he rest in peace."
He raised his right fist to his left chest in salute. In the distance, a team of Nighthawks cautiously approached. Bishop Anthony picked up the Beyonder Characteristic that had just precipitated beside Pierce's corpse and carefully put it away. Above them, the clouds scattered from the misty sky, and crimson moonlight spilled into the alley.
Compared to Bayam in the Rorsted Archipelago, Backlund's waters ran far deeper... Capturing an Aurora Order divine envoy had actually involved a Demigod-level enemy, and even a Church of Evernight high-sequence deacon had died without any clear explanation.
Should I bring a defensive Sealed Artifact whenever I go out from now on?
That thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.
No. 160 Böklund Street, the Dantès residence.
Since Dawn Dantès had fallen ill and remained at home these past two days, neither going out nor inviting neighbors over, the servants had far less to do. After eight o'clock, they had finished the day's cleaning and returned to the servants' quarters, leaving only a few behind to keep watch through the night.
Butler