The squad in action

In the evening, at 35 Rue Saint Nonnes Street in the District 20 of Trier, named after the Cemetery.

Franca, Jenna, and Anthony, each in a different Invisibility state, arrived outside room number 6 on the Fifth Floor to confirm the details of the surrounding environment and make final preparations for their next move.

According to the information provided by the "Periodic Table," Nikila, the "Moses Ascetic Order" member who is suspected to be the "Person in the Mirror," is actually an ordinary office worker who works for a Grain Company. He leaves home on time every day and returns home on time, living a very regular life.

The only unusual thing about Nikila was that he was still unmarried at the age of thirty-five or thirty-six, because he suffered from severe intermittent migraines and was unable to attract Women.

The moment Franca finished reading the information, the thought that popped into her mind was:

"This aligns with the characteristics of the ' Those Mystery Pryer ' being continuously influenced by the Evil God god, the ' Hidden Sage '..."

"Can the ' Person in the Mirror ' of those Beyonder Mystery Pryer ' Pathway also be instilled with knowledge by the ' Hidden Sage '?"

Recalling the contents of the document, Franca broke out of her Invisibility state, created frost, and let it flow into the keyhole, where it condensed into ice.

So she got a crystal Key and easily opened Nikila's door.

Before the real-life office worker went home, Franca took out Mirror and began to perform Divination to avoid any potential traps or warning signs in the Apartment.

"There's a Full-Length Mirror in the bedroom, the living room, and the second bedroom, and there are as many as fifteen or sixteen portable Mirror. Who would believe you if you said you weren't a ' Person in the Mirror '?" Franca muttered to herself after checking around twice.

She was also sharing the information she had gathered with Jenna and Anthony outside the door.

Of course, there's another possibility with so many Mirror in the room: that Nikila is a "Witch." But clearly, she's not a Charm Women, or even Women at all.

Franca walked to the Full-Length Mirror in the living room and looked at Jenna and Anthony, whose figures were visible in the hallway outside the door. She said, "I will lie in ambush behind this Mirror. Follow the plan and lure the target into the Mirror. If he can use the Mirror World, we can confirm that he is ' The Person in the Mirror,' Griffith."

As Franca spoke, black Flames Burning throughout the room, silently erasing the traces left by the previous search and investigation.

Jenna nodded slightly, then added a special reminder: "Be careful, there might be an ambush behind this Mirror. Didn't Lumian encounter one before?"

"Don't worry, the ' Magic Mirror Divination ' told me there's no ambush. Of course, I won't completely believe in or rely on Divination; I'll be careful." Franca sensed Jenna's concern and smiled as she took out the "Seven-Stone Bracelet" with only two diamonds left from the "Traveler’s Bag" and tossed it out the door.

As she threw them away, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Out with the old, in with the new; out with the old, in with the new..."

After Jenna caught the "Seven-Stone Bracelet," Franca emphasized again, "Once you've confirmed that Nikila has entered this Mirror, you must immediately ' Teleportation ' away and use that fixed entrance/exit to the Mirror World to help me."

"No problem." Anthony put on Gloves, closed the door to Nikila's Apartment, and placed his palm on the keyhole to warm the metal, which had become increasingly cold due to the icy Key.

This was to prevent Nikila from noticing something amiss through the lingering cold when she opened the door.

After Jenna and Anthony left, Franca took out the crystal-clear "Ice Talisman" and put it around her neck.

Then, she reached out and pressed her palm against the surface of the Full-Length Mirror in the living room.

With Flash of cold light, she silently passed through the glass.

Behind the Mirror was nothingness; a deep, dark Tunnel, like a spiderweb, filled Franca's field of vision.

Franca, who had been closely observing her surroundings, quietly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to herself, "No ambush."

Having confirmed this, she moved closer to the mirror and peered through the glass at the Apartment's living room.

Nikila had not yet returned, and the outside was unusually quiet in the Twilight.

Franca tensed involuntarily, raised her right hand, pinched her temple, and sighed, "If only Lumian were here..."

She was the one who spearheaded and perfected this action plan, which cost her a lot of brainpower while also shouldering the responsibility of achieving the goal without causing serious harm to Jenna and Anthony. She couldn't relax at all.

In the past, Lumian was the one who did and endured these things; she only needed to question and unleash her imagination to complete her part of the task.

"Sigh, being a team leader is too tiring, there's no way to slack off..." Franca composed herself and patiently waited.

Café diagonally opposite 35 Saint Nonnes Street.

Jenna a girl in a black dress after removing her Hood, sat by the window and chatted with Anthony across from her about various interesting stories from Trier.

Suddenly, she rested her left elbow on the coffee table, pressed her palm against her Linen-Colored hair, which had returned to its original shape and was cascading down from the side, and her voice involuntarily lowered a little:

"The target is back."

While pretending to be captivated by the beautiful Women across from him, Anthony glanced at the Apartment diagonally opposite out of the corner of his eye.

A two-story Public Carriage stopped by the roadside, and a man in his thirties wearing a black woolen overcoat and Medium-Height Silk Top Hat stepped out.

The man was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a steady gait, a thin face, sharp features, and a pair of unusually deep black Eyes.

It really is Nikila... Anthony looked at Jenna, smiled and nodded, indicating that she had not mistaken the target.

Jenna then straightened her head, withdrew her left hand, and turned her gaze to the Cuckoo Clock in the Café.

She smiled slightly at Anthony and said, "There are three minutes left."

She meant that the actual action had to begin in three minutes.

The reason for waiting three minutes in the Café is to avoid the instinctive probing of the "Mystery Pryer" once they get home.

These are the details that Franca, Jenna, and Anthony discussed.

Wearing Medium-Height Silk Top Hat, Nikila walked down the stairs to the Fifth Floor and stopped outside room number 6.

He didn't open the door immediately, but instead raised his right hand and pinched his temples.

Then, he closed his eyes briefly and opened them again, his pupils turning a deep purple, exuding a mysterious charm.

"The Mystery-Prying Eye"!

Nikila usually uses special "Warlock" magic to weaken the effect of the "Mystery-Prying Eye" to avoid sudden death, but this cannot completely seal it. He is now doing his best to observe the situation inside and outside the room and the surrounding area.

Bedbug on the ceiling, hair in the cracks of the hallway, neighbors cooking around a coal stove, Dust floating in the air of the room, children running back and forth on the stairs, Rat hiding in the shadows, and pedestrians passing by on the streets in front of and behind the Apartment all entered Nikila's deep purple Eyes in a chaotic and overlapping manner.

At the same time, Nikila also saw a curtain-like shadow surrounding them, and a layer of dark, Waterlight rising from the surface of all the Mirror.

Before the gaze from behind the shadowy veil could become clear, Nikila preemptively ended the reconnaissance and closed his eyes.

As he watched, he didn't know what he would encounter or what would happen, and now, his heart was filled with fear.

"Hmph... The ' Mystery-Prying Eye ' is truly dangerous. The ' Listener ' of the ' Secret Supplicant ' Pathway hear, we see, and we are equally prone to touching things we shouldn't, and could die tragically at any moment for no apparent reason..." Nikila pulled a brown Leather Brown Scroll from a row of Hidden Pocket inside her black wool coat and whispered a Hermetic Vocabulary— "Nearsightedness."

The Scroll immediately burst into a dark, eerie Flames and quickly turned to ashes.

The mysterious deep purple in Nikila's eyes then sank into the Depths of his Pitch-Black pupils.

After doing this, Nikila took out his Key and opened the door.

He had already confirmed that there were no suspicious persons in the entire Apartment and on both sides of the street, no enemies lurking in the shadows, and no signs of anything unusual.

After entering the living room and closing the bedroom door behind her, Nikila unbuttoned the top buttons of her wool coat and white shirt, then relaxed and sat down on the Long Sofa with her arms at her sides.

Seeing this from behind the Full-Length Mirror, Franca took advantage of Nikila leaning forward to grab the bottle of beer on the Coffee Table, extended her right hand, and let it extend slightly beyond the mirror surface, pressing it tightly against the glass.

As soon as Nikila sat back down on the sofa, Franca immediately withdrew her right hand.

Glug, glug, Nikila sipped his beer while reading the newspapers he had just brought back, looking no different from any other ordinary office worker.

Time ticked by, and when Jenna and Anthony realized that three minutes had Past, they left the Café and turned into a quiet alley nearby, completing their preparations for Hide in the Shadows and Psychological Invisibility.

They quickly sneaked back into the target Apartment and hid in their designated locations.

At this moment, Nikila was still reading the newspaper, not yet deciding whether to go out to find Restaurant for dinner or just cook something casually.

Suddenly, Nikila felt a dryness and itchiness in her throat, as if she hadn't drunk water in a long time.

He coughed, subconsciously thinking, "I've already drunk half a bottle of beer, how come my throat is so dry and itchy?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Nikila couldn't help but cough again.

He was immediately filled with intense unease.

Something's not right!

Just as Nikila became alert, Jenna, who had heard her target cough twice from behind the wall, did not hesitate to step out of the shadows and, with her Hood still on, plunged the "Bloodsucker’s Arrow" into her own heart.

Her Linen-Colored hair seemed to have grown a little longer, her facial features were more delicate, and the details of her face were even more stunning.

Previously, Jenna's beauty was meant to highlight her Women Charm, it was an expression of Women Charm. Now, her beauty seems to have become a more independent concept, something alluring simply because of her beauty.

Through the door, she caused the shadow beneath Nikila's feet and the surrounding darkness to coalesce into illusory yet solid Pitch-Black chains, each one Entanglement towards her target.