Blackthorn Security Company

After saying that, Dunn got out of the carriage, leaving Luther sitting there in a daze.

Once he came back to his senses, Luther carefully examined the details of his body. Sure enough, just as Dunn had said, his nails and hair had been neatly trimmed. Sirius had not sent servants to care for them, and the original Luther had been mad all day long, so it could only have been his sister.

Looking at his clean nails, Luther felt a warmth flow through his chest. He could not tell whether it came from the original Luther's gratitude toward his sister, or from his own appreciation, as a modern man, for the goodness of human nature—but whatever the reason, he felt a deep fondness for that adorable, determined little girl.

Once this incident was over, if he could still live with Cecilia, he would definitely treat her well.

Luther told himself inwardly.

When he looked up, the passengers from the other carriage had also gotten out. The brown-eyed Nighthawk walked in front, with Cecilia and the policewoman following closely behind. Luther noticed that the young Nighthawk was carefully holding up a burning candle. The flame swayed, surrounded by faint whispers.

"Klein, how was it?"

Dunn asked meaningfully.

"No problem." Klein, the brown-eyed man, replied as he gently blew out the candle.

The moment the candle went out, Cecilia shuddered. She looked around in surprise, as if she had only just snapped out of a trance and realized she had gotten out of the carriage.

Sure enough, she had undergone an inspection in the other carriage as well.

The policewoman who had escorted them got back into the carriage and left. The two groups gathered together, and Dunn pushed open the doors of Blackthorn Security Company, leading them inside.

The first thing they saw was a reception hall furnished with classical sofas, upholstered armchairs, and a natural wood-colored coffee table. A partition behind the furniture blocked the view of the deeper interior. Directly opposite stood a desk, behind which sat a brown-haired girl with her head drooping, nodding off.

Were all Nighthawks this lax...? Then again, it was nearly midnight...

Luther thought.

"Rozanne."

Seeing this, Dunn raised his voice and spoke with some helplessness.

"Ah! No, Captain!"

The brown-haired girl immediately jolted awake, straightening up like a spring. "I wasn't sleeping, I was just distracted!"

No, no, girl, you have not even wiped the drool from the corner of your mouth.

Luther mocked inwardly.

"Hahaha, that's right, Captain. I can testify. Rozanne wasn't sleeping. She was simply taking a stroll through the Goddess's Divine Kingdom and contemplating life." Leonard teased with a smile, holding that strange badge in his hand. The girl named Rozanne glared at him, but he did not mind at all and merely kept grinning.

"All right... go prepare some tea. And wipe your mouth while you're at it."

Dunn sent the girl away, then turned back to his other two teammates. "You two go down to Chanis Gate first and return [Goddess's Gaze] and [Silent Candle]."

"Okay."

Klein and Leonard exchanged a glance and answered, but neither moved.

After thinking for a moment, Dunn added:

"Also, Leonard, bring Royale and Frye out of the recreation room."

"Yes."

The two nodded, but still did not move.

Dunn frowned at the sight and rubbed his temple hard. "Mm... right. Chanis Gate is too dangerous at night. Don't put those two Sealed Artifacts back in yet. Leave them in my office for now and wait until daylight."

Only after watching him struggle to remember for so long did Klein and Leonard finally move. Yet even after taking a few steps, they kept looking back, as if afraid Dunn might forget something else.

That forgetful...?

Luther and Cecilia exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised. Ever since meeting him, this Nighthawks captain had given them an impression of being exceptionally deep and reliable. But after that exchange just now, that impression seemed to have faded a little.

"You two sit down first."

Dunn showed no awareness of it as he invited the siblings to sit. At that moment, the drowsy Rozanne brought over freshly brewed black tea. The tea set was exquisite and beautiful, and the tea leaves seemed high-grade as well. But both of them were too uneasy to taste any sweetness or fragrance, no matter how good the tea was.

"Mr. Dunn, what are we supposed to do next?"

Luther asked proactively.

"Stay here and accept our protection."

Once seated, Dunn instinctively took out his pipe again. But when he saw Cecilia sitting opposite him, he put it away once more and drank a sip of tea instead. "And we will set out immediately to arrest Sirius's accomplices, interrogate them, and stop their mad actions... until the incident is completely resolved."

That wasn't what I was asking. I wanted to know what would happen to me after this incident was over.

Luther thought to himself, but Dunn did not seem to intend to explain it now, so he wisely did not press the matter.

After a few more sips of black tea, Leonard soon emerged from behind the partition with two other Nighthawks.

"Leonard and Frye, come with me. Royale, stay here and protect our guests. Klein, are you going home? I can have the carriage take you along the way."

Dunn quickly gave the arrangements, stood up, put on his hat, and asked Klein.

"No need, Captain. Catching them is more important. If I go back now, I'll wake my family." Klein yawned. "I'll just lie down in the lounge for a while."

"Mm."

Dunn nodded, then said to Luther, "If you need anything, you can ask Royale. If any emergency arises, make sure you listen to her."

Once he saw that Luther understood, he hurriedly left with the two team members, leaving the Rondal siblings and Madam Royale staring at one another.

She was a woman who looked very aloof. Her long hair was black and smooth, her eyes large, and her eyebrows slender. She did not take the initiative to speak, merely studying the siblings quietly. Her gaze seemed to linger on Luther's face a little longer.

"Uh, Madam Royale, good evening?"

"Good evening."

Seeing Luther greet her, Royale nodded slightly and spoke calmly. "Come to the back. There's a lounge there."

"Okay, thank you."

"Follow me."

She turned and led the two of them toward the area behind the partition.

Luther and his sister hurriedly followed. Before leaving, he looked back at the front desk. Sure enough, the brown-haired Rozanne had lowered her head again and begun nodding off.

Hopefully Dunn would not catch her when he got back...

Luther thought as he stepped behind the partition.

Behind the partition was a short corridor, with what looked like three offices on each side. Royale led them into the second room on the left. Several sofa beds stood inside, looking exceptionally soft, and a stack of newspapers lay on the table.

The Nighthawk named Klein had gotten there ahead of them and was already lying on one of the sofa beds. When he saw Luther enter, he smiled and nodded at the two of them.

Luther returned the smile.

"Sit wherever you like. If you're tired, you can sleep for a while too."

Royale pointed at the sofa beds. She chose one for herself, smoothed her already silky black hair, then turned and took a newspaper from a nearby table, reading by herself.

She did not seem to intend to continue the conversation.

Luther had originally wanted to use the chance to probe for information, but seeing how aloof she was, he abandoned the idea. He looked at Cecilia beside him and asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"

"No."

Cecilia answered quietly.

"Then let's sit for a while. Do you want to read the newspaper?"

Luther asked. When she shook her head, he took only one newspaper from the table and casually glanced at its name.

Tingen City Respectable People's Newspaper... What a distinctive name...

Let's see what Tingen City's respectable people cared about.

With that thought, Luther picked up the newspaper. He suddenly regretted not bringing his tea in earlier. After all, wasn't drinking tea while reading the newspaper standard? He lowered his head and began skimming through it.

Citizens across the nation rejoiced as the Grain Act was completely repealed...

Tingen City steel magnate Baron Henry publicly declared his love for Madam Sharon at a banquet, then got into a brawl with three gentlemen...

A popular opera actress was exposed for having long maintained affairs with the theater owner and his stepson...

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Just as expected of news respectable people cared about. It was certainly exciting.

Klein lay down fully clothed, quietly resting with his eyes closed. Royale flipped through her newspaper, occasionally looking at Luther and Cecilia as if diligently carrying out her duties as a bodyguard. Cecilia sat leaning against Luther. She had been somewhat uneasy at first, but before long, she started getting sleepy beside him.

Time slowly passed.