In the living room of the house at No. 15 Minsk Street, a woman wearing a black palace dress has woken up and is quietly floating in the air in a translucent state. Her blue eyes are fixed on the two men in front of her, one tall and one short.

Never said a word.

Klein could see the weakness and fatigue from her dim and transparent face and skin, so he glanced at the center of the living room without leaving any trace, and confirmed that the bodyguard lady had not touched the pile of relics belonging to Rosago, but had only changed its location from

The entrance corridor has been moved to the living room.

You can't expect Alice to open this mouth, she will probably only make the problem more complicated... Recalling the way she appeared at the time, Klein felt a toothache, and had to bite the bullet and take a few steps forward to think about it early.

Good rhetoric explains:

"My friend is the one next to me. He is an Extraordinary. It was through him that I came into contact with several circles of Extraordinaries and gained some benefits... Although we live together, we are, well, roommates.

But as you can see, our daily routines may not be very compatible, and I don’t know his specific strength, so I think it would be more reassuring to hire a professional bodyguard..."

The bodyguard lady, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, glanced at him, and then returned her attention to the smiling and silent blond young man:

"He is very strong. To crush a person's skull with bare hands would require at least 500 pounds of grip strength."

There was basically no ups and downs in her tone, and no emotion could be heard. She was like an exquisite lifeless doll.

500 pounds... Klein had long been accustomed to the weight unit of the Kingdom of Loen. Without even thinking about it, he came up with the weight of approximately 250 kilograms, and his face suddenly turned green.

"Thank you. In fact, I'm not as powerful as you think, but the out-of-control mutated head just now is really stronger than ordinary people. The 500-pound grip strength alone may not be enough. It needs to be doubled."

Arthur Watson smiled nonchalantly and spoke a classic Versailles speech.

This time, not only did the bodyguard remain silent, but even Klein didn't want to deal with this pretentious guy.

He cleared his throat, pointed at the pile of relics on the ground and changed the subject:

"I think it's better for us to get rid of these things quickly first, lest someone hear the gunfire and run to the police, and then they will be in big trouble when the police come to the door."

After giving the proposal to divide the spoils, he saw the bodyguard lady nodded slightly, her blue eyes still silently looking at Arthur Watson who was fixing his cuffs.

Even if you are not willing to admit it, you have to admit that it was this person who appeared at the end of the battle who really dealt the fatal blow to the hostile Extraordinary. Without his intervention, it is still unknown which side the battle would turn.

But the young man she was staring at silently just waved his hand and said generously:

"You just have to figure it out, I don't need these things."

Klein, who consciously took on the task of searching, put on his gloves and rummaged through the pile of relics. He quickly sorted out more than ten pounds of banknotes in cash, some herbal powders and essential oils, two roughly cut paper figures, and two

A spell from the solar realm, a strange orange page, and a completely black eyeball without pupils.

Paper Man and Talisman, props used by the "Magician" to cast spells quickly. Fortunately, I didn't leave him a chance to use the paper man as a substitute... Klein let his eyes pass over the first few items and stopped at the end.

There are two props that I can't recognize for the time being.

At this time, he heard the bodyguard lady speak again in her unique way of speaking:

"What kind of black flame did you use? It only burned away the parts of the human body, leaving no damage to the clothes and items."

I know this question. After being promoted to Sequence 7, the Extraordinary of the "Witch" path will gain the ability of black flame. That kind of flame can only burn living or spiritual objects... Hey, it doesn't seem right. If that's the case

If so, these spiritual herbal powders and essential oils should also be burned. In the same way, the dead body cannot be directly cremated like this... The problem with Klein's product could not help but look up.

Arthur Watson, played by Alice, waits for her explanation.

And she lived up to expectations and blinked her right eye, raising a flawless charming smile:

"secret."

After saying that, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers, letting the suddenly rising red flames engulf the pile of worthless black and white checkered police uniforms. The fire that went against common sense instantly wiped out the last traces of someone left in the world, leaving only

A few gray-black embers were blown up by a gust of wind that came from nowhere.

The bodyguard lady, who was floating in the air like a ghost, silently moved a few meters to the side to avoid the wind that blew up the remaining dust. She lowered her eyes slightly as if to confirm something and stopped speaking.

No wonder she had to use the identity of the Sauron family as a disguise. Alice planned to use the identity of Arthur Watson to play the role of an Extraordinary of the "Hunter" path, and the abilities he displayed also corresponded to the Sequence 7 "Arsonist" of that path...

Klein, who was watching the invisible confrontation between the two, controlled the twitching of the corner of his mouth. He pretended to know nothing about it and decisively raised the strange paper with the sun symbol and magic logo painted on it, speaking in a confused tone.

Asked:

"Can anyone tell me what this is?"

Seeing that the other person had no intention of answering, the bodyguard lady finally looked formally at her employer and replied briefly:

"The magical item corresponding to the notary."

"Notary?" Klein confusedly recalled his current knowledge of sequence potions, and found that none of them matched him. However, he turned to consider it from a realistic perspective, and then related to the status of the Church of the Eternal Sun in Intis.

He immediately realized - this should be the name of the potion of the "Singer" pathway, but he didn't know whether it was Sequence 6 or Sequence 5.

"The notarization is valid, and the extraordinary ability is temporarily improved. The notarization is invalid, and the extraordinary ability is forcibly dispelled." After the bodyguard lady briefly explained the function, she lowered her head and looked at her somewhat transparent body, "What was the talisman you used in the first place?

"

I thought you wouldn't ask this question again... Klein showed a little panic on his face, and uneasily put down the paper that felt warm in his hand: "I bought a piece of paper in a store that sells magical items.

The prop that can hear the great sound cost a full 400 pounds. I was very uneasy at the time and didn't hire a bodyguard, so I just wanted to gamble my luck..."

He weaves his own experiences into half-truths, creating a sense of authenticity that can withstand scrutiny.

After listening to this, the bodyguard lady was silent for a while and suddenly asked:

"What kind of store is that?"

"What kind of store?" Klein was speechless. He tried hard to control his gaze from drifting to the side to avoid being confused. "It's hard to describe. I can only say that it's very special. The roof seems to be as vast as connected to the endless starry sky...

…”

"The store you went to, you have to walk into the mirror to see it. The decoration inside the store is very classical. The counter, tables and chairs are all made of dark red wood? The overall environment is relatively dark, with only the walls, tables and

The candlelight from the chandeliers above and above the head provides illumination, and the shop owner is a mysterious woman wearing a veil and a strange crown." The bodyguard lady rarely gave a long and specific description.

Klein had a dull face and shook his head blankly: "Uh... no."

Although I am almost certain that we are talking about the same store, the store owner I saw neither had a veil nor wore any strange crown, and looked like the real Alice herself... But she said at the time

Yes, the first customer who enters the store can see the true face of the store owner, so that’s what it means... Perhaps, not only her appearance will be obscured, but also the store in the mirror world that specializes in the sale of magical items.

It will also change its appearance, so that every customer who comes to trade will see different decoration and furnishings.

While thinking about this, Klein brought up the topic in a casual tone and pointed at the black eyeball left on the floor, pretending not to understand what it was.

The bodyguard lady said that it was a worthless item contaminated by the evil god, so when the two of them divided the spoils, she chose the piece of paper corresponding to the notary, leaving the completely black eyeball. During this period, she turned to look at Ya

Arthur Watson glanced several times to confirm that he had really given up his share of the victory.

Klein, who had already guessed that the completely black eyeball should be the extraordinary characteristic corresponding to the "Secret Puppet Master", sighed, took out the iron cigarette box from his arms, and was about to pick up the eyeball and put it in, but he touched the eyeball.

All movements stopped for an instant on the surface, and it was not until a full five or six seconds passed that the simple step of putting it into the box was completed.

At the same time, the countless extra thin black lines in his field of vision disappeared, and the negative state of auditory hallucinations and headaches were also alleviated.

He stood up silently, recalling in his mind the previous scene that would make all trypophobic patients scream and faint on the spot. He looked down at his hands in confusion - after no longer touching the black eyeballs, those who came from him and from the bodyguard lady

The thin black lines that spread endlessly to the depths of the void disappeared like an illusion, but only...

He looked up in the direction of Arthur Watson.

Only around this person, no matter just now or now, he could not see any trace of illusory black lines.

In the previous horrifying scene that was almost filled with thin black lines, Arthur Watson was the only "normal" composition.

However, given the circumstances at that time, this normality itself was the biggest anomaly.

If the essence of the extraordinary ability of the "Secret Puppet Master" is to be able to see and manipulate certain threads on every person and spirit, then does this mean that her clone... is not considered a normal life in essence?

?

If I use this ability to observe Alice's body, I don't know what I will see...

Klein tried to shake off this idea, put away the cigarette box with some regret, and began to think about ways to remove the contamination. After the bodyguard lady took away the charms and essential oil materials, he bent down to pick up the scattered cash and paper figures, and even counted them

The specific denomination was given - 13 pounds 5 sores 8 pence.

As a mid-level Beyonder, isn't Rosago too poor? He couldn't help but have this thought.

But then he thought about the fact that the other party came to his door dressed as a policeman, and it was unlikely that he would be walking around with all his belongings. Klein could only sigh with regret and no longer think about the extravagant wealth that was destined not to belong to him.

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As for the aftermath... Well, the deceased was so dead that not even the whole body was left, and the remaining spirituality was completely dissipated after the channeling. Even if an extraordinary person who is good at divination comes to the scene, he may not be aware of the truth. Even Beckron

The ambassador may not know that Rosago has been to my place, not to mention that the ambassador himself may not survive these days. The most worrying issue is probably whether the shot I fired in the corridor will be fired by passers-by.

Being heard by neighbors...

Klein analyzed the situation and decided to see if the police would come to the door again tonight. If everything was fine, he would find a reason to visit the landlord's house next door tomorrow and try to find out if he heard any strange gunshots.

information.

Of course, the biggest problem is in Alice's bedroom upstairs - the young boy Ian Wright is tightly tied to a chair, and the inconspicuous shabby satchel containing the manuscript of Hermothuin.

Just as he was wondering how to deal with the remaining problems, Arthur Watson's voice broke the solid silence in the living room.

"Miss, I noticed that you have been staring at me for a long time. You are not going to restrain yourself at all, are you?"

……ha?

Klein suddenly raised his head and let his eyes move back and forth between the light-blond woman in a black dress and the young man in a pure white formal suit with the same light-blond hair. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable awkwardness.
To be continued...