With the help of good fortune, Klein successfully found a job with decent pay, flexible hours, and convenient opportunities for gathering information and conducting investigations.
Private detective!
Since Klein Moretti was theoretically already dead, and because of the nature of this profession, Klein gave himself a new name—Sherlock Moriarty.
One thing was certain: it was not a name Noah might laugh at if he found out.
"I! In my name, I summon: a spirit wandering amid illusion, a friendly creature available for command, a messenger belonging solely to Sherlock Moriarty..."
Taking advantage of the gap between leaving his old job and starting his new one, Klein thoroughly studied the last of the messenger-related instructions and precautions Noah had given him, then attempted to summon his own messenger for the first time.
Because Noah's manual had been detailed enough, Klein completed every step perfectly, without a single accident.
Once the contract was complete and the other party departed with the letter he had written to Noah, Klein finally let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, thank goodness. Source Castle hadn't caused trouble this time. His messenger looked perfectly normal—even kind of cute!
"Spirit Devouring Rat?"
On Noah's side, he frowned as he watched a chinchilla-like creature emerge from the spirit world with a satchel slung diagonally across its body.
This thing could barely display any strength in the material world, which was why it looked so docile and harmless. But in the spirit world, it would not wear that same face.
Take the one in front of Adam, for example. Once it entered the spirit world, it would possess the strength of Sequence Four, while its body would swell to over twenty meters tall.
This was Klein's summoned messenger?
Hmm... it actually seemed quite reasonable.
Spirit Devouring Rats were almost