People from Backlund

Sunday morning, No. 2 Daffodil Street.

"Well then, I'm off to work." After swallowing the last bite of bread, Klein tilted his head back and finished his coffee, then hurriedly stood up. "Melissa, the task of buying the tickets is yours. Remember, only three."

"I see."

Melissa agreed, a slight hint of regret in her expression, "It's such a pity I can't go to the theater with Cecilia and the others."

"... There's nothing we can do; Luther and his family members suddenly fell ill."

The Clown's abilities allowed Klein to control his facial expressions well, and he spoke in a casual and relaxed manner.

In reality, he let out a long sigh in his heart.

It was clear that the Rondal could not keep their appointment. He could only lie to Melissa, saying that one of Luther's uncles was critically ill and that he needed to take Cecilia to see the old man one last time.

As for how he will cover up the lie, he hasn't figured it out yet.

Benson's older brother, who was also at the table, gave Klein a deep look, as if he had noticed something, but he didn't say anything.

As he spoke, Klein had already walked to the porch, put on his overcoat, and put on his top Top Hat.

"Farewell, Mr. Klein!"

Bella, the maid who was clearing the table nearby, quickly bowed to see him off.

Klein stepped out of his house and glanced at number 6 next door; the house was now completely empty.

He walked to the street corner, got into the carriage, and rode all the way to Zouteland Street, where he got off and walked to his company.

Upon entering Blackthorn Security Company, Klein immediately sensed the somewhat oppressive atmosphere. No one was chatting, and no one was smiling. Everyone simply sat silently around the sofa, occasionally exchanging a complicated glance.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

Yes, it's today.

Klein thought to himself.

"Klein."

He heard someone calling him softly beside him. Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw Rozanne leaning over the front desk, beckoning him over.

"Is something the matter?"

"I heard that Luther and the others are leaving today?"

"That's right."

Klein nodded.

This is why all the members of the Nighthawks team are waiting in the lobby.

Dunn reported all of Luther's situation to the Cathedral, and last night, the Cathedral finally gave its approval: the Rondal siblings would be taken to Backlund to receive the necessary arrangements.

"What are the relevant arrangements? Specifically?"

Rozanne was a little confused.

"I don't know either."

Klein shook his head. The Cathedral's reply was ambiguous, but the attitude wasn't harsh. It seemed that Luther's life was safe; he would just be taken to Backlund, and at worst, he would suffer a fate similar to Old Neil's.

Speaking of which, the reason Old Neil ended up in Backlund was because of him... it's quite a strange cycle.

May the Goddess bless the brother and sister.

Rozanne drew Crimson Moon on her chest and prayed for them sincerely.

"May the Goddess protect you."

Klein followed suit.

After chatting with Rozanne for a few more minutes, Klein left. Soon, people from the Backlund Diocese would arrive at Blackthorn Security Company to take Luther away; before that, he had to complete the necessary handover procedures.

To be honest, he felt a little heavy-hearted.

Although Luther was arrested mainly because of his own actions, it was Klein who discovered his problems, which gave Klein a subtle sense of guilt for pushing his teammate into the mess.

"A house? Let's just rent one for now."

In the company's basement, in Chanis Gate, inside the cage, Luther said nonchalantly, "It depends on what happens to me after I get to Backlund. If I'm like Old Neil, with my freedom restricted, then I'll transfer the ownership to Cecilia's name."

"I don't want to."

"Outside the cage, "Cecilia said.

"Obedient."

Luther tried to Soothing his sister.

The Cathedral granted Luther's request and dealt leniently with Cecilia. She would hardly be punished, but her life would be monitored, or rather protected, from now on, causing some inconvenience. Cecilia was very dissatisfied, because Luther might not be able to live with her anymore.

"Okay, I've got it all."

Leonard wrote everything he said down. As a gesture of goodwill towards his colleague, the Nighthawks would help him with the property he left in Tingen, just like Old Neil had done.

"Also, please double-check these items. The people from Backlund will take them all away, and after checking that they are harmless, they might return them to you."

He then showed another box to Luther.

The box contained occult items found on Luther and in his home, including three Beyonder Item: Azik's White Bone Flute, the Servant's Bell, and a dagger created by fusing Demoness Characteristic. As for the Clockwork Clown, it was originally Sealed Artifact belonging to the Church and had naturally been taken back.

In addition, the box contained various materials he had collected, herbs, essential oils, candles, and some of the Demoness's internal organs.

"Everything's inside, nothing's leaking."

Luther glanced at it briefly before speaking.

Although it's nominally going to be returned to him, Luther doubts how much he'll have left after the Church's inspection. The materials themselves aren't a problem, but it's a pity about the three Beyonder Item.

Then he noticed there was another box next to the main box.

What's in there?

"You mean this? These contain Ms. M's things."

Leonard dispelled the Wall of Spirituality around the box and opened it, revealing inside the Red Rose Ring and the Beyonder Characteristic extracted by Ms. M: a golden vertical pupil covered in scales.

... and Hood Eugen's Beyonder Characteristic are somewhat similar; they are indeed from the same Sequence.

Luther thought to himself.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the underpass, and Dunn quickly walked in. His coat was a little wrinkled, and stubble was sticking out from his chin. He hadn't been home recently because of Luther's matter.

"Captain, is something the matter?"

Leonard asked.

"People from the Backlund Diocese have come to pick up Luther; the person leading the group is an acquaintance from last time."

Dunn said, his gaze sweeping deeply over the Rondal siblings.

Have they arrived yet?

Upon hearing the news, Luther felt a sense of unease, as if it had all come too quickly, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of relief, as if the other shoe had finally dropped.

He didn't need to look in Mirror to guess that his facial expression must have been quite something.

"Right now, the Nighthawks of Backlund are resting in the main hall. Due to varying levels of secrecy, you two will be transported in two separate groups and assigned to two different locomotives to reach Backlund."

After explaining the escort plan, Dunn looked at the brother and sister, a hint of weariness appearing on his usually composed face. "I'll give you two a few minutes alone to talk things over."

After saying that, he led Leonard out of the area.

"Brother, let's run away."

After Dunn left, Cecilia made the suggestion without hesitation.