Klein clutched his revolver and cane, taking several sharp, ragged breaths.
After receiving the clues Nimrod had given him, Klein had conducted a series of investigations and divinations, finally locating Sirius Arapis.
Isn't this far too convenient? This definitely isn't a simple coincidence... Klein muttered to himself and began searching Sirius's pockets.
Coincidences. Klein had witnessed countless coincidences lately, and he now loathed Ince Zangwill, who sought to destroy his peaceful life.
He planned to organize everything he had experienced that afternoon and hand it over to the captain, to see whether they could root Ince Zangwill out of Tingen City before he manufactured any more coincidences!
"Adam..."
Dressed in a formal suit, Nimrod walked through the Aurora Order's Underground Church alongside Mr. Z, passing among the many devoutly praying worshippers, when a faint, eerie whisper reached his ears.
Though called an "Underground Church," the place was not particularly large. It was essentially a basement that extended a little farther underground, only somewhat larger than an ordinary one.
Still, small as it was, it had everything it needed. On one wall of the Aurora Order's Underground Church, shards of colored glass formed an enormous image of a god hanging upside down on a cross, much like a church's stained-glass window.
Rows of lit candles burned quietly beneath the god's gaze, casting a sacred, holy glow over the carefully designed altar. Yet heavy shadows fell from the pitch-black vaulted ceiling, lending the True Creator's image an unholy sanctity.
Just then, after the sudden whisper reached Nimrod's ears, the shadow before him writhed rapidly, transforming into an elongated cross.
At the sight, Mr. Z immediately stopped and slowly addressed Nimrod beside him:
"Mr. L?"
"I need to leave for a while." After a brief pause, Nimrod turned and began walking in another