Sending You Regards

"Brother, let's run away."

Given the chance, Cecilia wanted to help Luther regain his freedom.

"Run away?"

Luther couldn't help but smile wryly.

How could they possibly escape?

The Listener's keen ears allowed him to hear clearly—in the underground passage, outside their sight, Leonard and Dunn's breathing and heartbeats were crystal clear. The plan to leave the siblings alone was actually a way to reassure the sister, a covert surveillance. Given Dunn's composure, there was no way he would be given a chance to escape.

Besides...

"Can you take this cage apart?"

Luther asked.

Seeing Cecilia frown and unable to answer, he smiled. "Alright, Cecilia, don't think about it anymore. We're already very fortunate to have survived that madwoman."

The Nighthawks in Enmat Harbor, Captain Edward, and those Southern Continent people who were sold and sacrificed... none of them escaped from Ms. M's clutches. Only the brother and sister survived, and even though the days that followed were difficult, in comparison, it didn't seem so unbearable.

Just then, the meaningful smile on Ms. M's face before she died suddenly Blink into his mind.

Is it really that simple?

Luther paused for a moment, then suppressed his unease and said to Cecilia with a smile, "Backlund is a big city; the things you can do and eat there are much better than in Tingen. Once we've Tranquility, I'll take you to the city for a few days of fun..."

Even though he had no idea about his own future, he could only say the good things to Soothing his sister. Of course, Luther had never been to Backlund either, so he could only describe the wonderful prospects of the big city to Cecilia based on his imagination.

"My sister is so beautiful, she'll cause a sensation if she goes there. Countless nobles will fall for her, princes and Duke will all fawn over her..."

"I don't want to marry a nobleman, I want to stay by your side."

"That works too. You're so smart, you could easily graduate from any university, get an advanced degree, and find a good job. While I'm not as brilliant as Emperor Roselle, I can still write some novels and make some inventions. Even in a big city, we siblings can still live a good life."

Luther was irresponsibly spouting nonsense, while Cecilia sat quietly beside him, her large, bright blue eyes sparkling.

"It's about time, let's go."

A few minutes later, Dunn led Leonard out from behind the aisle and spoke to Luther.

"OK."

Luther answered.

By this time, Cecilia had calmed down. When she saw them open the cage and pull Luther out, she didn't stop them but followed behind them. The group left the Chanis Gate, walked along the corridor to the spiral staircase, and climbed up to the first floor of the Blackthorn Security Company.

It'll probably be hard to come back again.

Luther's gaze swept over every corner of the company; he wasn't particularly nostalgic, just somewhat sentimental.

In the Lounge, he met the Nighthawks from Backlund.

"These are my colleagues from the Backlund Diocese: Ms. Lorotta, El Hassen, Borgia."

Dunn introduced them to Lorotta, a dark-haired woman in her thirties with a somewhat masculine style of dress; Al Hassen, a very elegant middle-aged gentleman; Borgia, who had a scar on his face and a serious demeanor.

"Because the Diocese is taking this escort mission very seriously, they've sent quite a few people."

Al Hassen, who was acting as the team leader, explained, then looked Luther up and down. "This is Luther Rondal?"

"It's me."

"Cecilia Rondal?"

"That's right."

The younger sister nodded as well.

"You two are truly striking in appearance," Al Hassan remarked sincerely, looking at their faces, then turned to Dunn, "Then, Dunn, we'll take them with us."

"... I'll leave them in your care."

Dunn said solemnly.

The group continued walking out, leaving the Lounge, crossing the crossroads, and arriving in the lobby. Upon seeing them, the colleagues from Blackthorn Security Company all stood up.

Goodbye, Luther!

"Take care in Backlund."

"Be careful on the road. Luther, Frye, and Royale went to patrol the cemetery. They asked me to pass on their goodbyes."

Amidst the flurry of farewells, Klein made a special mention of the two who were not present.

Goodbye, everyone. It was a pleasure spending time with you all.

Luther smiled, raised his arm (which was covered in a mask), and waved goodbye to them.

Their colleagues followed, surrounding the brother and sister and Backlund's Nighthawks as they exited through the gate. Outside, two unmarked black carriages were parked on the street, with several Nighthawks in black overcoats silently watching them.

Lady Lorotta, along with Cecilia and another female Nighthawks, boarded a carriage and departed first.

"Brother, see you in Backlund."

His sister said this to him before getting into the carriage.

Luther waved to her, watching the carriage gradually disappear into the distance. The sunlight outside shone on his body, bringing him a long-lost warmth after spending several days underground.

"Luther, please give my regards to Old Neil."

Dunn looked at him and said.

"Understood, Captain."

Luther said, "Also, I've always wanted to thank you. My siblings and I have received so much care from you since that night. I'm honored to be your teammate."

Upon hearing this, Dunn couldn't help but smile, his eyes filled with warmth. "Luther, you've helped me a lot too. You've done many great things, saving lives in several cities... I'm honored to be your captain."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Alright, that's all for now. You can come find me when you get to Backlund."

Luther waved goodbye to the group, walked down the steps, and stepped towards the carriage.

Beside him, Leonard was handing over items. Ms. M's box had already been sent out, and now he was passing his belongings to the Nighthawks of Backlund, checking them one by one.

"Three Beyonder Item: Bone Flute, a whistle, and a dagger, along with these materials..."

For each item he mentioned, he would place it into a compartment in the box provided by the other party.

As Luther looked around, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

It seems... one is missing...

"What about that Holy Bible?"

He asked Leonard.

"Holy Bible?"

Leonard looked up at him in confusion, "What Holy Bible?"

"Is that the Holy Bible made of human skin, the one with stories and poems written in Ancient Hermes Script?"

"I didn't see it. It's not on you, and it's not in your house either... Besides, you didn't mention it, did you?"

Leonard looked utterly bewildered.

I didn't mention it.:. Oh right, how could I forget that Holy Bible?:

Luther's mouth suddenly went dry. Suddenly, he couldn't recall when he last saw the Holy Bible, nor could he remember where he had put the Holy Bible he had been reading all along.

Meanwhile, the Nighthawks had finished chatting with Dunn and were preparing to leave.

"Oh, right Dunn, there's one more thing."

Al Hassen took a few steps, then suddenly, as if remembering something, turned and walked towards Dunn.

"What's up?"

Dunn looked at Luther in front of him with a somewhat dim expression. Hearing Lu Ze's voice, he asked without much concern.

"It's... Ms. M sends her regards."

"Click."

A slight scraping sound came from Al Hassen's sleeve; a mechanical mechanism Rian his suit sleeve instantly Revolver into his hand, which he gripped tightly.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out as Al Hassan fired a shot into Dunn's heart.