Faced with this "strange sense of familiarity," other Sequence 9 Beyonder might try hard to recall it, or they might ignore or forget it, but the Seer was different. Klein directly ended the ritual, dispelled the Wall of Spirituality, found some paper, and wrote down the Divination statement:
"The source of that feeling of familiarity just now."
Immediately afterwards, he sat down on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, holding a piece of paper and silently reciting the sentences.
After seven repetitions, his eyes deepened, and through Cogitation, he entered a deep sleep, engaging in a "dialogue" with his own Spirituality.
In the blurry, Distortion world, Klein saw a carriage and a young woman in a grey and white dress.
The girl had smooth black hair, a round face, and a gentle and sweet demeanor; her body was trembling abnormally.
The screen flickered, and Klein saw the young and beautiful girl again. She was in an underground trading market, squatting down and rudely talking to someone.
The dream faded quickly, Klein awoke, realizing why the image in the mirror felt familiar.
He had met the other person in real life!
"The first encounter was on Daffodil Street, in the vicinity of Iron Cross Street, and that night the captain and his team were chasing ' Instigator ' Tris on Iron Cross Lower Street... There does seem to be some connection between the two..." Klein pondered for several seconds, then set up a ritual, prayed to the goddess, and depicted the image of the enemy in his memory.
Dunn and the others waited quietly without interrupting, until now, when they gathered around to examine the portrait.
"Have you seen her before?" Dunn asked.
Klein nodded slightly and answered succinctly:
"Yes, on the night you were hunting down the ' Instigator,' I met her at the public carriage stop on Daffodil Street, which is near Iron Cross Street."
"Then she's most likely the enemy from earlier, an accomplice of the Instigator." Dunn nodded as if deep in thought.
At that moment, Leonard suddenly exclaimed:
"Don't you find the portrait familiar? She looks a lot like ' Instigator ' Tris!"
Klein paused for a moment, then immediately turned his gaze to the paper, re-examining the portrait of the young woman.
"Hmm, they are indeed very similar. They have round faces, narrow eyes, and gentle temperaments..." The more he looked, the more he felt that Leonard's words made sense. However, the features of the " Instigator " Tris were still ordinary, while the young lady was beautiful enough to be called so.
Klein raised his head, glanced at Leonard, and noticed that the other man had given him a raised eyebrow as Psychological Suggestion.
What does that mean? He was momentarily bewildered and confused.
Dunn Smith pondered and guessed:
"Perhaps she is the sister of the ' Instigator,' and also joined the Gnosis or Demoness Sect."
Seeing that Klein had no chemistry with him, Leonard sighed inwardly and said seriously:
I have a bold idea.
"What are your thoughts?" Dunn asked.
Leonard stated it very directly:
"I suspect this person is the ' Instigator,' Tris!"
"What?" Frye blurted out in surprise.
Dunn frowned slightly and said:
"You mean, the ' Instigator ' Tris is actually a woman, or that the person just now was a man disguised as a woman—no, based on our encounter in the dream, I'm certain she's a woman."
Having seen far too many wildly imaginative and unbelievable scenarios, Klein, after glancing at the portrait, immediately came up with another guess:
"Could it be that the ' Instigator ' Tris has turned into a woman?"
This explains many details, such as why Tris's clues suddenly went cold, and why even Divination couldn't find any trace of him, because the target had undergone a fundamental change! The only problem is, how did he suddenly become a woman, and seem to do it quite easily... The "cross-dressing master" he became actually quite good-looking, no, to be honest, quite good-looking... Klein's thoughts wandered.
Leonard nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, that's my idea. It perfectly explains the sudden disappearance of ' Instigator ' Tris, and it also fits the characteristic that the upper echelons of the Demoness Sect are all women."
"..." Dunn and Frye were speechless for a moment.
Even though they had seen many Monster and many amazing things, this was the first time they had encountered such a change!
"You mean, many of the high-ranking women in the Demoness Sect were once men?" Dunn countered, then continued without waiting for an answer, "That's certainly possible... Perhaps that's a characteristic of their, no, their Sequence Potion."
Klein felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this, realizing that the Witch's Potion Sequence was a complete rip-off!
"I hope the ' Sequence of the Seer ' doesn't have this kind of Potion... No, it definitely won't. One of them is the Witch Pathway, and you can tell it's wrong just from the name... But I don't know what the Sequence 1 for ' Seer ' is..." He subconsciously prayed to the goddess.
" Potion can do something like that?" Frye asked, still somewhat skeptical.
Leonard shrugged and smiled:
Even Low-Sequence Potion can bring about miraculous changes, after all, they all originated from the Creator.
At this moment, Dunn turned to Klein and said, "Try to Divination the target's current location."
"Okay." Klein walked to the pile of dresses lying around, picked one up with mixed feelings, and spread it on the carpet.
He rested his cane on it, recalling the target's facial features and related information, while silently reciting Divination phrases:
"The whereabouts of Tris, no, Trissy."
" Trissy's whereabouts."
After seven repetitions, Klein's eyes turned from brown to black, and a sudden gust of wind swirled around him.
His left hand detached from the head of the cane, causing the black cane inlaid with silver to sway.
Despite the swaying, the cane did not fall over and remained firmly in place.
"There's interference..." Klein said in a deep voice.
The presence of interference means that the direction itself is correct!
That lady was most likely the " Instigator," Tris —no, Trissy!
Seeing this, Dunn nodded almost imperceptibly and said:
"As expected of the Demoness Sect that was active on the continent's stage in the last era..."
Because Tris had transformed into Trissy, he concluded that she was not a member of the Gnosis, but rather belonged to the Demoness Sect.
Looking around, Dunn sighed and said, "We can trace the problem from other places, such as the source of these clothes, the owner of this house, and have the police send people to search the Steam train station and the docks."
These might indeed lead to clues, but that would give Trissy ample time to get away from Tingen... Hmm, let's try again when we get home and above the Gray Fog... Klein was wary of Trissy, who was prone to causing mass casualties at the drop of a hat, and wished he could find her immediately and Execution on the spot.
" Leonard, go to the police station and gather a team to handle the aftermath. Klein, you can go home and rest..." At this point, Dunn rubbed his temples, paused for a few seconds, and looked at Klein with a mixture of examination and guidance, saying, "If you were in charge, how would you handle what just happened? Let's assume your team consists of me, Leonard, and Frye."
Klein frowned, thought for a dozen seconds, and said:
"I will first use Divination to confirm whether the ritual will take effect in a short time. If the answer is no, I will monitor it without getting close, and then send someone to notify the police department and the nearby garrison to mobilize at least five artillery pieces to bombard the house, flattening the altar and the place where Trissy is hiding."
"She either hides inside and gets blown to death, or she tries to escape under fire, which would easily expose her. I'll have you captains and the rest of you guard different positions beforehand..."
He became more and more excited as he spoke, feeling that this method was simple, effective, straightforward, very safe, and very reliable!
Dunn, Leonard, and Frye were all stunned into silence, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Um, Captain, isn't this a good idea?" Klein was excited, suddenly felt a little apprehensive when he saw the other party's reaction.
Dunn remained silent for a few seconds before saying:
"No, this method is good, but it requires one additional prerequisite: confirming whether the violent destruction of the altar will cause even more serious consequences... Sigh, we've been on Nighthawks for so long that we've often become accustomed to relying on ourselves, on extraordinary abilities, on corresponding firearms, and also accustomed to preventing ordinary people from coming into contact with supernatural events..."
"Okay, I've always been a staunch supporter of firepower coverage..." Klein silently added to himself.
In the deep darkness of the night, Klein and Leonard walked nearly 500 meters before they saw the public carriage stop.
After waiting a moment, they returned to Iron Cross Street, one heading to the nearby police station, and the other heading towards Daffodil Street.
After arriving at his own door, Klein straightened his clothes, made sure there was nothing amiss, and then took out his key to open the door.
Inside the living room, Melissa and Benson were quietly and warmly engaged in their work, one doing homework and the other reading a book, all under the fairly bright light of the gas lamp.
Benson runs around all day, exhausted, but he still manages to study when he gets home. He's got real perseverance... I can't do that. All I want to do right now is lie down... Klein glanced at his brother, smiled, and raised his hand in a silent greeting.
Benson smiled and said:
"I now understand that a high salary comes at a price."
"Everything in this world has a price; you have to give something to gain something," Klein said, placing his cane on the shelf by the door.
"Didn't Emperor Roselle say something like that?" Melissa put down her pen and looked up.
Unlike universities and public schools, the Tingen City Technical College only has a two-week summer vacation at the end of July and the beginning of August each year. Classes resume immediately after the hottest period.
"Really? I didn't know..." Klein replied, his expression slightly stiff.
He took off his hat as he walked towards the stairs, intending to quickly go above the gray fog to find Triss's whereabouts.
Suddenly, he heard his stomach rumbling and felt intense hunger.
"Oh right, I haven't had dinner yet... But the note I left said that the security company would provide meals, so there's no need to save any for me... Captain, really, you forgot about that..." Klein's expression shifted a few times, trying to pretend that he had already eaten.
Just then, Melissa glanced at him sideways and pointed to the kitchen, saying:
"I left you a small lamb chop, a bowl of vegetable soup, and several loaves of bread."
After saying that, she lowered her head, turned her gaze back to the textbook, and muttered to herself:
"I don't think the work meals will be very good; they'll make people lose their appetite..."