Her original words were clearly that her current sexual orientation is men...

This is just a clever excuse and can be changed at will according to the needs of the context.

Gender is never something worth caring about anyway...

"That's about it. That's the end of this topic."

Not wanting to explain any more, Alice raised her chin with a slightly arrogant attitude and quietly lifted the frost layer from Danitaly's body.

"Then, the issue of Eve's education will be left to you. In addition, if you have anything to contact me, you can also tell Eve directly, and she will inform me through the corresponding ritual magic."

"Are you leaving?" Danitaly's tone was full of reluctance.

"Well, see you next time."

As she spoke, she stepped onto the window sill, turned back and smiled softly, then jumped down like a weightless feather and fell into the night.

On the silent street, the figure belonging to the witch Alice gradually disappeared into the night, and its outline could no longer be discerned.

Danitaly stood by the window, retracting her gaze from chasing her, her face always seemed to be thinking, and she sighed with regret after a long while.

"It's a pity. I also want to say that we can exchange our past experiences with each other and deepen our understanding of each other... It seems that this opportunity can only be left to next time, or in the future..."

She seemed to want to say something else, but her next words were drowned out by a sudden loud noise.

Clang——

The tall and well-proportioned beautiful lady suddenly turned around and subconsciously cast her gaze towards the collection shelf in the corner of the bedroom. Some cracks appeared on her expression uncontrollably.

The little bird named Eve had pushed the ceramic doll that she usually played with the most off the shelf and smashed it into pieces. However, she also dug out a cold iron key set with ruby ​​​​from the debris and grabbed it.

It flew to the special moisturizing room next door while chirping happily.

damn it!

Unable to hold back, Danitaly cursed the dead bird in her mind. She quickly picked up the revolver at hand, replaced the live ammunition with rubber bullets as she ran, and rushed towards it quickly.

Her collection...her cigars!

…………

At nine o'clock in the morning on a bright sunny morning, Klein turned his back to the light, walked underground, and arrived at the watch room outside Chanis Gate, where all members of the Nighthawks team had gathered.

"Every Thursday, we will have a regular meeting to summarize past missions, discuss future action plans, etc." After the new night watcher sat down in the vacant seat, Dunn clicked.

Nodding, he looked at the team member on the left, Cohen Li, "First tell me about the follow-up to yesterday's case."

"Sleepless" Cornley recalled something and began to narrate.

"Regarding the out-of-control man who was killed by Klein yesterday, Sirius Arepis, we found a large number of books and items from his hiding place, and initially confirmed that he should be a 'Secret Prayer', affiliated with the Secret

A junior member of the organization 'Aurora Society'."

"He and the notebook of the Antigonus family..."

"The valuable items include three recipes for serial potions..."

After the strong and capable brown-haired Nighthawk finished recounting the aftermath of yesterday's incident, Captain Dunn made some summaries. Another Nighthawk, the white-haired and black-eyed "Midnight Poet" Siga Te'ang then spoke.

Reported on other cases.

"The trace of 'Instigator' Tris is still unclear. I think he may have left Tingen."

"The case of ghosts knocking on the windows in the Lower Iron Cross Street area of ​​the Western District has been investigated. The so-called ghosts are just rumors. The actual situation is several children living nearby..."

"A corpse robbery occurred in the Raphael Cemetery on the outskirts of the North District the day before yesterday. There are currently no suspects involved. We cannot rule out the possibility of an extraordinary person committing the crime..."

"Since the member of the Witch Cult code-named 'Mirror Witch' was sealed, the secret organization behind her has remained silent and has not responded at all... In addition, the whereabouts of the defected Archbishop Ince Zangwill is still unknown..."

"..."

...?Wait a minute! He seems to have just heard some news that cannot be ignored.

Klein couldn't help but show a somewhat shocked expression, and Leonard, who noticed his reaction, stopped narrating, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a relaxed and casual smile:

"What's wrong, Klein, did I say something incredible?"

"...Ah, no, it's nothing..." Klein felt as if he paused for two or three seconds before he managed to find his voice, "I just, I just heard the codename 'Mirror Witch', and when I think of it, it seems like

She was on the wanted notice issued some time ago...it turns out the church has caught her."

——Caught a ghost! He even said good morning to the wanted witch lady this morning! Could it be that he was saying hello to an illusion?

No, no, Huan Huan would never laugh like that, teasing him in such a relaxed tone with a look of sleepiness on his face...

Instinctively, Klein immediately ruled out this hypothesis.

"It is said that a certain church leader took action and sealed the witch with the help of the power behind Chanis Gate. And the location is right here, under the ground of our St. Selina Church." Leonard pointed with a smile.

Outside the guard room, leading to the mysterious black iron door.

"Behind the Chanis door?" It seems that I haven't even been behind the door, so I don't know what it looks like inside...

Klein was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and his mind couldn't help but wander a little.

Seeing his new teammate's eyes drifting towards the guard room, "Corpse Collector" Frye moved his lips slightly and said in an uneven tone:

"That was a few days ago."

"What Frye means is that the wanted witch should have been sent to the church headquarters now, and you probably have little chance to see her appearance." Cornley added to explain to his cold and taciturn teammates.

"There's no need to feel sorry, Klein. In fact, it's not just you and me, I'm afraid even our captain has never seen that witch." Leonard raised his right leg and smiled calmly.

"Ahem..." Dunn closed his deep gray eyes slightly, held his right hand empty and brought it to his mouth and coughed lightly, "Maybe, maybe there were too many things in the past few days, and I was so busy, so busy that I forgot to mention this matter.

In short... In short, the wanted order has been lifted, and the discussion about the witch ends here. Whose turn is it now to report?"

…………

After the first regular meeting of the Nighthawks in his life, Klein got up and left the watch room without noticing any abnormalities. He went upstairs to learn occultism lessons from Old Neil, then had a meal, and went to the residence of fighting teacher Gawain for exercise in the afternoon.

During the mechanical and regular aerobic exercise, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and the problems that confused him began to become organized, no longer as chaotic as before.

--she.

Alice, she may have really met the extraordinary people at the top of the church, and even fought with them...

But the result obviously cannot be as stated in the report at the morning meeting. After all, he has seen her with his own eyes more than once and confirmed that she is still alive and kicking.

How could a sealed witch be so keen on a new job like her, consciously working overtime until late at night every day before going home?... No, after all, how could a witch work as a worker... I'm afraid it would be a shame to Lun if she said it.

Nader, if you tell the captain, they won't believe it.

So, it was unlikely that the announcement issued by the church was false, but the facts were obviously contrary to it. Klein thought about it and finally came up with an explanation.

Alice found an unlucky guy to replace her, and let the other person take the blame!

Yes, this can be explained. She went to that dinner party just to find traces of the witch. Considering her changeable and wonderful magical methods, it may not be difficult for a witch to be regarded as her substitute.

!

But no matter what, now that the wanted order on Alice has been removed, he can feel at ease and no longer have to worry!

God knows, he can't help but think about it. If the captain talks to him in his dream one day, should he pretend to be confused by the witch and clarify his innocence, or should he just imitate Leonard and pretend that he has never seen him before?

The photo on the wanted poster.

But now he no longer has to worry about the crime of harboring a wanted criminal.

Klein felt that a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart, and his body seemed to become lighter. He couldn't help but speed up the movement of pressing the dumbbells with joy.

"The posture of the left forearm is wrong! The center of gravity of the body is crooked! These times cannot be counted in the count!"

Fighting teacher Gawain's roar came from the side, causing Klein's head to buzz and hurt.

"Continue, don't stop! There are one hundred and fifty-seven arm strength exercises. You can rest only after completing them!"

……hiss.

With a grimace, Klein stopped his wandering thoughts and concentrated on the devil's training time in the afternoon.

After three hours, which was either long or short, he took a quick shower, changed back into his original clothes, said goodbye to his fighting teacher, and then took a public carriage to Besik Street.

Yesterday's afternoon experience did not make him lose his way. On the contrary, Klein felt an urgency that was almost anxious to find the mastermind hiding behind the scenes.

Of course, what he cared about was not limited to the house with the dark red chimney. Considering that Miss Justice had become an "audience" at the Tarot Club, he decided to find a suspected psychological alchemist whom he had met by chance in the underground trading market.

A man who is a member of the society hopes to get clues to the "audience's" subsequent potion formula through this person.

These things are not suitable for him to continue to delve into as a Nighthawk, and his time is precious, and he does not have so much free time to waste on searching and troubleshooting.

Walking along the road paved with stone bricks, Klein turned his attention to an office nameplate not far away.

"Henry Private Detective Agency, specializes in finding people, finding objects, investigating extramarital affairs..."

After lowering his head and reading the advertisement in the newspaper in his hand, he coughed slightly, lowered his hat, pulled up the collar of his mask and windbreaker, walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door of the office on the second floor.

"Please wait!" A somewhat familiar voice came out, followed by a series of footsteps approaching from far away.

A beautiful girl wearing brown-rimmed glasses and her hair tied loosely into a side ponytail opened the door, and then looked at the heavily armed visitor in front of her with a slightly surprised look.

Klein was stunned for several seconds before he remembered that his current attire was very different from usual, so he couldn't help but mutter to himself: Don't recognize me, don't recognize me...

As if his prayer had worked, the light-blond office employee first smiled at him apologetically, then turned around and shouted: "Mr. Henry, please come here, I have a new commission."

Good! She didn’t recognize me!

Just as he was about to be happy, he saw the girl in front of him turn towards him again, with a familiar evil smile on her face, and then she softly called his name.
Chapter completed!