Still a Dream

Suburbs.

In the house with the Red Chimney.

Ince Zangwill was writing something when he suddenly stood up and looked at the man in front of him with a slightly respectful expression.

He immediately noticed that the man had a black mole under his ear.

What can I do for you?

He gave a wry smile; the other party had actually found this place.

"Don't arrange anything for Lynch, or I'll kill you right now!"

No matter how many eyes are on Ince Zangwill, he's going to kill this guy!

"I'm innocent! After that dream reminder, I never arranged anything for him again. He did it all himself!"

Ince Zangwill couldn't help but voice his protest.

Mr. Azik sneered, "You mean my descendants like to cause trouble?"

Ince Zangwill:...

What else?

"Don't stay silent. I don't believe a word you bastards say. Do you think I don't know my own descendants? If it weren't for you, how could he have gotten involved in this kind of thing?"

Even if you didn't make any arrangements later, it's because you laid the groundwork beforehand, forcing him to follow your script. You went to take my descendant's Beyonder Characteristic, and I didn't even make a move. I'm warning you again, don't push me to my limit!

Mr. Azik glared at Ince Zangwill, then frowned as if sensing something and asked, "Where did you get these extraordinary items around you?"

"Nighthawks Squad."

How is that possible?

Mr. Azik looked at him in surprise.

Ince Zangwill didn't speak; he seized upon Mr. Azik's momentary shock and vanished from the spot with 008.

Although he found it incredible that he could successfully steal from the Nighthawks, he did just that.

Mr. Azik remained silent for a moment, and some guesses began to form in his mind.

He wasn't angry when he discovered Ince Zangwill had run away. Instead, he stepped out of the room. He was still working on his materials and was incredibly busy. Honestly, if Lynch hadn't been there, he would have quit right now!

Lynch was right. With Klein and Leonard, they quickly found out Trissy's address. Then they returned to the Nighthawks team, took Dunn, and went directly to Trissy's residence.

Lynch felt slightly relieved after handing the matter over to Mr. Azik.

He sat in the carriage, looking out the window with great interest.

Dunn, sitting nearby, hesitated and said, "Lynch, you and Klein shouldn't come any closer yet. Wait until our battle is over..."

Lynch refused.

"Klein can stay in the back; he's a clerical worker. But I'm Poet now; I can fight alongside you. If things go wrong, I can cover your escape."

This is a lie. He wanted to see if Trissy really hadn't vomited him up. With Mr. Azik's help, he was worried that Klein's divination would reveal it. That guy's divination was a powerful weapon, and even with Mr. Azik, Lynch wasn't entirely at ease.

As I said before, get closer and keep an eye on the captain and your teammates' expressions. If anything seems off, run away immediately, or call out Mr. Azik's name to save your life.

"I'm worried, you're just Poet..."

"Dunn said softly."

"Leonard is Poet too, and if he can help, so can I. Besides, I've been training very hard lately. You should have seen Professor Gawain's report on me; he thinks there's nothing more he can teach me."

Lynch directly refuted this.

Dunn pondered for a moment, then nodded and looked at Klein.

"You're behind."

Klein didn't refute it; he really didn't have much fighting ability, so he wouldn't go and cause trouble.

The Sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and Lynch followed Dunn, Leonard, and Frye's movements, jumping over the fence in front of Trissy's house.

They tried to move through the darkness, and then Leonard began to recite poetry, with Lynch quickly joining in.

He had heard Leonard recite this poem many times, and he memorized it easily.

He heard Royale chuckle beside him, then whisper to Frye.

"Captain, Leonard, Lynch, and the other two recited the same poem, even their tones were exactly the same."

Lynch:...

Don't think I didn't hear you; I heard you perfectly clearly!

So what if the three of them recited the same poem?

This is called inheritance!

It was indeed a bit awkward, though. Lynch saw that Dunn and Leonard were slightly blushing. Fortunately, Dunn activated Nightmare at that moment, pulling them both into the dream.

Trissy was standing in front of the mirror, lost in thought.

Someone must have been to her house before. She forgot the name and appearance of the person who asked her for help, and as if controlled by someone, she sent the mother of the Divine Child away and numbly cleaned up the traces she had deliberately left behind.

That's right, the more time she spent with that Divine Child mother, the more frightened she became. The other party was becoming increasingly strange and even somewhat terrifying. Of course, this was during abnormal times; when things were normal, the other party was quite nice.

But both she and the woman knew that once the child in her womb was born, Tingen would perish, and everyone there would die.

Even though the woman said she didn't care about her life, she was afraid at that moment.

Trissy was even more frightened. She hadn't expected that what she was involved in would become increasingly dangerous, and she didn't want the entire city to perish. So she deliberately committed crimes around Ms. Lilian, hoping to draw the attention of the official Beyonder.

That guy put money in there; maybe we can find someone.

She had already planned that once the official Beyonder arrived, she would immediately run away, leaving her Divine Child's mother behind so they could quickly handle the matter.

Who knew that today she would suddenly send Divine Child mother away and erase all the clues she had left behind, all of which sent chills down her spine.

Did that guy discover her purpose?

Why didn't they kill her?

Surely he doesn't have feelings for her anymore?

Trissy pursed her lips, a fleeting moment of weakness crossing her heart. She picked up her packed belongings and was about to leave when she quickly noticed the little bugs downstairs.

There were five men standing there, and it must be mentioned that one of them, a young man, was really handsome, and even looked vaguely familiar to her.

And it was at that moment that she saw the young man suddenly look at her, his lips forming a shape.

Trissy didn't react at first, until she looked closely and then she understood that the other person was using the word "dream"!

What does this mean?

Is there something wrong with her dream?

No, this is a dream!

She took a step back, and then she saw the young man who had given her the hint in her dream had already reached her side. As she stepped back, the blade sliced across her neck, leaving a long trail of blood.

Bang!

A paper figure fell to the ground, Trissy vanished before his eyes.

"There!"

Frye blocked Trissy's path. He was unarmed, and just as Trissy was about to kill him, she saw the handsome man open his lips to her again.

She recognized it immediately this time.

It was still a dream!