The next day, Saturday came, and Klein was on duty at the Chanis Gate. This was also the first time he had been on duty at this night shift, which was full of special significance.

In short, after experiencing the near-miss incident where the "Muppet of Doom" pushed open the door and asked for help, the curse of doom that had always surrounded Klein seemed to have dissipated.

In the next week, his life returned to a smooth and peaceful life, with no more strange coincidences or any sudden extraordinary events——

On the grounds that "the main tasks of new members at this stage are training and learning", captain Dunn very "considerately" led other Nighthawks members to take over recent field missions, which made Klein, who was reading occult materials with his head down at the time, quite satisfied. I can't laugh or cry.

Hey, Captain, if you think I have a constitution of bad luck, just say so. There is no need to express it in such a tactful way. Without this Klein, the difficulty of our mission can be reduced a lot.

Of course, he did not forget the dark red chimney house that he divined, he did not forget to look for the man suspected of being a member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society", he did not forget to insist on going to the fortune teller club to "act", and he did not forget to cooperate every night Alice's "drug trial".

Regarding the search method for the Red Chimney House, Alice said that it would be best not to stay in the mirror world for a long time in the short term - she didn't want to go out one day and see a silver-haired man wearing a simple linen robe standing in front of her, holding a She showed her beautiful face, and then asked her to give birth to the child.

Although Klein felt sorry, he could completely understand her concerns.

He also tried to understand the meaning behind the name "Uroleus" through his current channels, but unfortunately he gained little.

Unfortunately, Alice will not provide any more help in the short term, so the large-scale search for information on red chimney houses can only be left to the detective agency.

Fortunately, her magical spell had eliminated at least half of the interference options for him, so Klein took the time to visit Detective Henry's office again and informed him of his revised request.

Being able to reduce the workload by nearly half and focus on investigating the red chimney houses located on the outskirts of Tingen, Detective Henry would naturally not refuse, but he immediately emphasized that the cumbersome procedures of this job exceeded his expectations, so the fee was not set. will change.

The subtext is that they will not refund the money to the employer, and there will be no discount for the remaining amount paid by the employer.

Klein was heartbroken, but he couldn't bargain, so he could only nod in pain, then stood up and walked out, pretending that he didn't understand Detective Henry's crazy suggestion that his employer would reimburse the fare.

——Just kidding, these should already be included in the commission fee! I won’t give you any extra money!

He clutched the pockets of his windbreaker, clutched the few banknotes that were lying there quietly, and fled out as fast as he could.

This detective agency is not the only one who is unwilling to lower its fees.

Even Alice, who had only helped him eliminate nearly half of the interference and hadn't really found the house with the dark red chimney yet, refused to agree to reduce his trial time, even to one month. One month, no room for bargaining.

...Although she promised that she would continue to provide help at about the same time, who knows how long she meant by "almost"?

Maybe by then, he would have already identified the house through his own human investigation... Well, I hope that by then, for the sake of their friendship, she can come and act as his bodyguard.

But now, as the weaker party, what else can Klein do?

He could only bow his head to the witch in humiliation.

Well, actually it’s not particularly humiliating…

After all, during the "drug research" time every night, Alice behaved like a maid who was just for him. She would obediently and lovingly apply the pungent-smelling ointments evenly on his back when he took off his shirt...

…

Although, it's only on the back. As for the description of being cute and cute, it's probably just a figment of his imagination.

From an objective perspective, Alice’s requirements for Klein are roughly as follows:

After taking a bath every night, apply the experimental ointment she provided all over the body, especially the areas where muscle exercise has been performed, and then wait for two to three minutes for the ointment to be absorbed by the skin.

At this time, he can choose to get dressed, call her in, and wait with her until the ointment takes effect. This stage will last for about five to fifteen minutes, and the two people who have nothing to do will chat about anything casually.

, or take out Gwent and play a game or two...

Of course, what happens next has nothing to do with Klein as a drug tester.

Summarizing the experiences he has had so far, his limbs and body have become cold, his body temperature has gradually dropped, he has felt as if he has been in a sauna, he has been so hot that he was sweating at a room temperature of 20 degrees, and his skin has become colder.

Pins and needles and numbness and pain...

Well, another time, a good side effect was that he didn't feel any discomfort. But at the same time, his sense of touch and pain also became very dull, as if he was suffering from painlessness.

Fortunately...good thing Alice didn't exaggerate about her healing abilities.

Every time she confirms the symptoms shown by Klein, she will skillfully shoot the corresponding spell immediately. In a few breaths, she can drive away the negative influences that are entangled with him, allowing him to experience the so-called...

The beauty of health.

Finally, Alice would give him a few beautiful candies as a reward and say some words of encouragement in a casual tone.

Almost every time, Klein would want to refute her: Don't think of me as the kind of kid who cries loudly after getting an injection and can be comforted by giving a few candies!

But he still accepted her candy without saying anything unnecessary.

However, in order to fight for his "proper rights and interests", Klein made his only request to her.

"I can't apply the ointment on my back on my own. You have to find a way."

Alice's answer was frank and candid:

"Then do you mind if I come and apply it for you?"

...Of course, I mind!

Klein, who was so slanderous, would happily lie on the bed every time, enjoying the attentive service like a massage from a temporary maid, and then imagine that he had become a rich man and was lying on the sunny Disi Beach, letting a young and beautiful girl care.

Apply sunscreen to your back...

A certain sense of guilt with an aura of affluence filled me all at once!

...No, no, no, you can't think like that. How can this be considered a crime? The suffering he suffered is real, and it can't be justified without charging some interest!

Well, in short, regardless of how he got along with Alice, his life was finally back on track.

Sometimes he is busy, sometimes he is fulfilling. Except for the content and nature of his work that deviate slightly from ordinary people's understanding, he lives a stable and practical life, and everything is moving towards a better and brighter future.

As for Alice, she deliberately arranges her schedule to be full. During the day, she is busy with the chores in the detective agency that no longer interest her. She occasionally gets lazy and uses a mirror clone to pretend to work seriously while she runs away.

Go to the temporarily opened alchemy laboratory - an abandoned warehouse located in the dock area to promote research progress in material analysis.

And at night, except for Saturdays when Klein had to "work overtime", Alice would spend her time on important drug experiments. Afterwards, she would use the feedback from the spell test and the specific symptoms to write down what she should do.

out the adjustment part.

Of course, the time spent studying alchemy is not enough to fill an entire evening.

Nights are always long, especially in this other world that lacks entertainment options.

But as long as you find something to do, the long nights will become fleeting.

For example, she went to the "Fire Mage" servant who was not loyal to her to check the progress of her familiar's exploration of the "acting method"; for example, she used spells to confirm the current status of two members of the witch sect; occasionally she became interested, and

I can play some improvisations at random...

Then there was a question that she had put on hold for so long that even Klein forgot to come to her to confirm the follow-up question.

The unsigned black letter.

Alice had never forgotten it. After learning Hermetic and understanding the prayer she heard from the "witch" Triss in her dream, she was even less likely to regard it as an insignificant trivial matter and throw it aside.

In fact, she had already confirmed the letter itself and was convinced that it would not cause much harm to her - there were no curses, resentments or other negative effects inside and outside the envelope, and she ruled out the possibility of the contents inside being explosives.

...After all, if the prayer that Triss recited is completely translated, all the answers seem to be clear enough.

“The ruler of the end and nothingness;

The cradle and destination of endless destiny beyond the stars;

You are the root of evil, the source of demons, and an eternal disaster..."

"Your humble servant prays for your mercy."

"Your little followers beg you to send down your gift."

"Please give me guidance and the strength to bring the messenger of the mourning lady Angela to your sacred residence. Your loyal servants will offer you the first blessing of the end..."

The sender is the mourning lady Angela, and the postman is the messenger of this mysterious witch.

As for the object sent, it is obviously the "first blessing of the end" mentioned in the prayer.

In the end, the person responsible for reciting the prayers was a humble servant, a small believer, Tris who had not yet become a "witch" at that time.

And the most important recipient... will naturally be the "ruler of the end and nothingness".

Especially with the descriptions of "beyond the stars", "root of evil", "source of demons", etc., Alice felt that she might have been able to guess what happened to her unexpected time travel.

——Wrong.

That group of witches who didn't know what kind of medicine they took, miraculously invented the summoning technique to cross the star sea and the world barrier, but they got something completely wrong!

There is more than an 80% chance that they have attracted the wrong person.

No, maybe it's not completely wrong, but the relationship is really hard to explain...

So after a brief struggle, Alice put aside her worries and opened the unsigned letter with peace of mind.

Inside the envelope, there was only something thin and long and narrow, made of slightly hard paper, and the size was not much different from common playing cards.

She took out the "letter paper" and turned it over to the front.

A portrait of a character that seemed to appear in historical documents appeared in her field of vision.

He is facing the outside of the cards, wearing gorgeous court clothes, and has two beautifully trimmed moustache on his lips.

Alice knows the name of this historical figure.

Russell Gustav.

But he's not the only character represented on the cards.

At the other end of his sight, there was a beautiful woman with a hazy face and a vaguely beautiful outline. She only wore a thin and enchanting long skirt, and her figure seemed to have been completed by the most talented sculptor in the world.

A work of art with every inch of concave and convex proportions close to perfection.

With Alice's touch, a line of text made of stars gradually appeared in the lower right corner of the card:
Chapter completed!