Caution

The Back Alley was quiet and deserted at night.

Lumian avoided the garbage heaps infested with Rat and Cockroach, sometimes moving fast, sometimes slow, sometimes changing direction, and sometimes taking long detours, as if trying to shake off an unseen stalker.

Finally, he arrived at White Coat Street and entered the "abandoned" Safe House where the Lease had not yet expired.

Then, following procedure, he drew the thick curtains and began to examine every corner of the room.

Compared to before, he not only burned the Bedbug and drove away the Rat, but also spared no flying insects the size of a grain of rice, striving to make the place "completely clean".

Having finished this task, Lumian at the table, spread out the Paper, and began to write a letter:

Dear Lady. Hella:

"When I participated in the April Fool's Day ' Day group discussion as my Older Sister ' Muggle,' I found that ' Hisoka,' ' Madwoman,' ' Wandering Poet, ' and ' Ultraman ' reacted very strangely to the appearance of the ' Muggle ' after such a long time, and ' I Have a Friend ' was suspected to be the Psychiatrist that the ' Muggle ' had seen during that last period."

"At the same time, they were all cooperating with ' Loki ' in a play, trying to Temptation members of other groups to search for the remnants of the ' Ancient Sun God ' Underground."

"I think Loki is the real leader of April Fool's Day ' Day. If others have problems, he must be abnormal too. So I bought a copy of the ' Ancient Sun God ' information from him and asked someone to help me Divination the Mechanical Typewriter used in the ' Alone ' Bar in the Old Street of the Trier Observatory District."

"After on-site investigation, I found that it was the Eighth Bureau's base, but it seemed that I had been targeted by ' Loki '. I was attacked in the evening and almost became his Marionette. I barely escaped by relying on my own abilities and the items on my body, but this also exposed my real identity to him."

"As I write this letter, I have already taken refuge in the Safe House I prepared beforehand, but I am not sure if I have truly shaken off ' Loki's' pursuit."

"I feel that the possibility of him having problems has become very high, and if this matter is not clarified, he may bring a huge Calamity to the Society someday in the future."

I hope to get your help.

Lumian made no attempt to hide his intentions and stated them directly.

He wanted to use himself as bait to lure out Loki, and have Hella, who could use the power of "Concealment," hide in the shadows to deliver a fatal blow to that April Fool's Day's Day leader!

Faced with such a bizarre and difficult-to-kill creature, perhaps only Hella, Sequence is higher than his and Franca's and who has the ability to "Concealment" herself, can find the target's true form without being discovered in advance.

After folding the letter, Lumian quickly set up the Altar and summoned the Pure Silver Skull with Pale Flame emanating from its Eye Sockets.

Franca Invisibility returned to Apartment 601 at No. 3 White Coat Street and persuaded Jenna to go home temporarily and avoid the situation for two or three days.

After repeatedly confirming whether she really couldn't offer any help, Jenna stormed out, grumbling, and Rationality gave up on trying to be brave.

Franca quickly changed her clothes, using the disguise props she obtained from Rentas, a member of the "Bliss Society," to alter her appearance.

As she put on her Makeup, she cursed her Destiny:

"Damn it, I shouldn't have let Jenna go first! She's much better at using these things than I am, and her Makeup skills are much better too."

This is a fundamental skill for an Apprentice Actor.

With her disguise simple yet effective, Franca sometimes disappeared into the Invisibility and sometimes lurked in the shadows, circling around half of the Market District.

In this process, she not only made efforts to Anti-Divination, but also used the anti-tracking techniques she learned from Lumian.

Finally, she returned to White Coat Street and entered the building with the address "6".

The Safe House she prepared for herself is located here, and you can see her original residence diagonally across the street.

Whew... Franca breathed a sigh of relief after completing all the procedures and lay down in the Loen- style Armchair.

At the same time, she muttered to herself, "I've only known Charles for less than three months, but it feels like I've experienced more than I have in the previous year..."

"Damn it, is this guy a reincarnation of a jinx?"

Inside the Safe House on White Coat Street, Lumian waited for less than fifteen minutes before seeing the Pure Silver Skull emerge from the sudden darkness, a folded piece of paper between its teeth.

"Thank you," Lumian said habitually, taking the letter.

If Hella is unwilling to deal with the suspected members of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society," then he will have no choice but to abandon his plan, hurry up and find Franca, take her to use "Spirit World Traversal" to move to remote areas such as the Hillside District or Erato District, and then sneak back.

He felt that only in this way could he truly escape Loki's tracking or lock-on, and after that, he could no longer operate openly unless he moved to a different area.

Lumian unfolded the Paper and found that Hella's reply was very concise:

"OK."

Lumian's lips curled into a smile, and Crimson Flames erupted from his hand, igniting the reply letter.

He then restored the table surface to its normal state and used the "Lie" ear clip to turn it back to its original appearance.

Lumian then turned off the Carbide Lamp, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended to fall asleep.

Time ticked by, the night deepened, and the area around the White Coat Street gradually quieted down.

The Crimson Moonlight filtered through the thick curtains, bringing a touch of brightness to the room.

After an unknown amount of time, a small, gray-black figure slipped through a hole in the wall.

It was an ordinary-looking Rat.

The Rat slowly and silently approached the table, climbed up, and paced back and forth on the surface, sniffing around as if it were surveying its Territory to see if it had been invaded.

After a moment, it stopped doing so, retreated to the dark area where the dim moonlight could not illuminate, and turned its body towards the Bed.

The Rat gazed at Lumian with a deep, almost Humanity- like look.

And so it seemed to have become Statues in the darkness, motionless, gazing at Lumian.

Nearly ten minutes later, faint, barely perceptible footsteps came from the hallway outside the Apartment.

Tap, tap, tap, the footsteps grew closer and closer.

Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, as if they had never been there, or as if they stopped at a certain point and did not move forward.

The Rat then left the dark area where the Crimson Moonlight could not directly reach, slid down the table leg, and returned to the hole it had crawled out of.

It vanished quickly, and the room grew even quieter, with only the faint sound of slow, drawn-out human breathing audible.

Lumian did not open his eyes; his body was very relaxed, as if he had truly fallen asleep.

Inside Apartment at No. 6 White Coat Street.

Franca lay in the Armchair, her body swaying gently back and forth with the chair.

She was troubled by the question of what to do next. Having such a strange and terrifying enemy lurking in the shadows, dangerously watching, made it difficult to feel at ease or relaxed, whether sitting or standing.

"This must be resolved as soon as possible. You can't be a thief for a thousand days and still guard against thieves for a thousand days; one moment of carelessness and it's all over..."

"How about abandoning the mission and going somewhere else? Or, we could go all in and use the high probability of mission failure as an excuse to directly ask Lady ' Judgement ' for help in capturing ' Loki.' That's feasible, but I would be burdened with a debt that I would be unable to repay until I became Half-God. Even if Charles took half of it, it would still be a very heavy burden..."

"We could also ask Lady. Hella to convene an emergency meeting, accuse Loki and the others of killing Muggle on the spot, and demand that Trust members Interrogation each other to see who is lying. Uh, whether Loki and the others really have a problem is not entirely certain yet, but my collusion with outsiders and the introduction of spies is a done deal..."

Franca grew increasingly agitated and resorted to using a Homeland proverb instead of trying to adapt it.

Suddenly, she had a strong Danger Premonition.

Almost simultaneously, she felt an extremely eerie cold erupt from within her body.

Her body stiffened instantly, and two identical figures were reflected in her Lake-Colored eyes:

The junior employees often wore Black Short Formal Suit, had neatly combed brown hair, faces with some Southern Continent ancestry, and eyes that gleamed with a slightly eerie green hue but remained dull and lifeless...

"Wraith!" The word flashed through Franca's mind, and she knew what kind of attack she had encountered.

Her thoughts began to blur, and her right hand rose upwards as if in conflict with something unseen.

Franca stirred the Spirit Body, ready to unleash the Black Flame of a "Witch" from within.

This is designed to target Spirit Body and can burn "Wraith." However, "Witch" are significantly more resistant to this kind of Flames than those from other Pathway, and can easily exchange injury for escape or even severely damage their enemies.

Just then, a rather magnetic voice rang in Franca's ear:

"It's no use, give up."

The voices were like sharp arrows, piercing Franca's mind and interrupting her attempt to condense Black Flame.

As soon as the words left her lips, it was as if a thick fog had descended upon her mind, and a thick frosted glass had appeared before her eyes.

The sound continued:

"I didn't go all out this evening; I was just testing the waters. That guy who has High-Level Being being sealed inside him and is pretending to be a ' Muggle ' definitely has some special abilities. If I go all out without gathering proper intelligence, I might be the one who dies."

"After testing the waters, things have gotten even more interesting. I just went to check on him, but it doesn't feel safe enough. So, I'm planning to turn you into my Marionette and launch a surprise attack."

"Heh, you think you can break free of my lock? We both have something special about us. As long as we're within a kilometer, I can sense your location using the power of Great Ones."

"I've wanted a ' Witch ' as Marionette for a long time; it would be quite a treat..."

Franca's Spirit Body was affected by the sound time and time again, and her efforts to activate the "Mirror Substitute" and condense the Black Flame were interrupted repeatedly. Her thoughts became increasingly sluggish, and her joints felt as if they were filled with Glue.

"He, ' Loki, ' can sense my location?"

"What's so special about him? Why is he able to...?"

Before Franca could even come up with a possibility for a full-fledged resistance, that magnetic voice said with a hint of amusement, "We can't waste any more time. I need to speed things up to avoid any unexpected problems."

At this point, the voice turned respectful, chanting in a language that Franca was very familiar with. "Blessed One of Heaven and Earth, Immortal Venerable."

"Blessed One of Heaven and Earth, Celestial Lord..."