64 Arriving at Enmat Harbor

"I remember that Anderson was later made into bait for Sauron Einhorn Medici's three-in-one evil spirit by a King of Angels that can't be mentioned… Could it be that the God of Knowledge foresaw this and wanted to make an issue out of it?"

Ebner pondered for a moment. Without the support of the original plot, he was more confused about God's plans, so he decided to put it aside for now.

In the end, he reminded her, "It's fine if you learn from Anderson how to be a Hunter, but don't participate in the 'Ruin of Gods' adventure!"

From here onwards, Anderson had become the unlucky Anderson. And the people accompanying him were clearly not as tough as him.

"Mr. Anderson said that they will need at least half a year to prepare for this operation. Just the initial exploration route will take a long time, not to mention gathering so many adventurers together…" In fact, Beatrice was eager to try this kind of adventure, but in the end, she was still a little depressed. "However, he shared the same opinion as you, except that his words were more direct. He said that if I can't advance to the Mid-Sequence Beyonder before the official departure, I shouldn't throw my life away…"

From the looks of it, Anderson knew what he was doing. Unfortunately, even if he was a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, it would still be very dangerous if he didn't have a cheat or an Admiral of Stars like Klein who had backing.

After sending Beatrice off, Ebner sat back down at the table. Now that the matter of joining the Tarot Club had come to an end, he finally began to consider another problem—how to act as the Knowledge Keeper!

The "Knowledge Keeper" was literally a guardian of knowledge. The meaning was clear, but how to act was a big problem. He couldn't possibly be a security guard at the library, right?

Also, Ebner didn't feel that he should act according to the literal meaning. This was because the Knowledge Keeper had another name in modern times, Detective!

The profession of detective was the same as the Student of Ratiocination. From this angle, it was possible to find the true essence of acting.

"After I return to Backlund, I'll use Teacher's name to become a famous detective. I hope that I can summarize the acting principles while handling various cases… As for directly asking Teacher, I think he will tell me directly if he can. I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid the oath."

At that thought, Ebner looked at the time and saw that it was already 6 pm. He tidied his clothes and walked to the restaurant on the ship.

…

In the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein, who was about to return home from work, was stopped by Captain Dunn, who had a solemn expression on his face. Together, they arrived at the latter's office.

Klein looked around and realized that Leonard, Kenley, Seeka, and Royale were all present. Only Frye was absent because he was on duty at Chanis Gate.

"From today onwards, the two of you will patrol Raphael Cemetery together after work before returning home. Yes, we will temporarily set a week." After Dunn saw that everyone was present, he gave them a simple task.

"Captain, did something happen at the cemetery?" Leonard asked, puzzled. He also asked what the Nighthawks were thinking.

"I don't know…" Dunn used his deep gray eyes to scan the unfinished telegram draft on the table before shaking his head.

"You don't know?" The Nighthawks looked at each other, surprised by the answer.

"In short, be careful. If you discover any abnormalities, report it to me as soon as possible!" Dunn exhorted again.

"Understood, Captain!"

After everyone agreed in unison, they saw the captain waved his hand and announced that they were dismissed. They deliberately slowed down and waited for the follow-up "Wait, there's still one more thing".

Surprisingly, Dunn did not stop them until everyone left the office.

"This isn't right!" The white-haired and black-eyed Midnight Poet Seeka Tron's voice was filled with horror.

"Something must have happened to our captain!" Royale Leiting also frowned and asked her companions, "Do you know what happened?"

"Captain seems to have gone on a tour of Raphael Cemetery today…" Klein recalled the conversation he had with Captain in the morning before he found an excuse to go to the bathroom. He said, "He still looks normal this morning."

At this moment, Leonard deliberately slowed down his pace and fell behind. He lowered his head and muttered to himself before seemingly heaving a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "Don't be so serious. Perhaps the Captain was just in a good mood today and nothing happened…"

Before he could finish speaking, Sleepless Kenley interrupted him. "Can any of you contact Madam Daly?"

"I have her address." Klein raised his hand. Previously, because he had to divine Joyce's dream, he had contacted Ma'am Daly to ask for her information.

"Write Captain's abnormality in the letter and send it to her as soon as possible!" Royale said.

The group of Nighthawks left after deciding on how to handle the matter, leaving Leonard standing awkwardly in the corridor.

He stretched out his hand, but then put it down weakly. Finally, he asked in a low voice, "Old man, are you sure that Captain is really alright?"

…

Klein walked to the company's entrance and was just about to greet Rozanne who was on duty when he saw Joyce's fiancée, Miss Anna, walk in with red eyes.

As Tris had yet to be captured, Joyce Meyer, who had been instigated by him, was still being protected and imprisoned in the Tingen Nighthawks' headquarters.

As Miss Anna was involved in Beyonder matters, she applied for a civilian job at the Blackthorn Security Company in order to see her sweetheart often. This made Rozanne, who had been complaining about too many night shifts, beam with happiness.

It wasn't Miss Anna's working hours yet. Klein knew that she was here to see her fiancé, so he brought her to the detention room. Without an official accompanying her, even a civilian wouldn't have the right to come.

"Anna, why are you crying?" Joyce asked with concern when he saw his fiancée's swollen eyes.

"Dear… our friend Bogda has passed away!" Anna cried again.

"Goddess, he's still so young…" Joyce was stunned when he heard that. He sighed and asked, "Why did Bogda return to the arms of the Lord?"

"Bogda was seriously ill, and there was a major problem with his liver. Medicine could only reduce the pain, and it couldn't really treat him. So, he took the risk to undergo surgery… In the end, he couldn't get off the operating table…" Anna replied while sobbing.

When Klein heard this, he began to mourn for Mr. Bogda, who he had never met before. He thought to himself, "Surgery in this era is very immature. It's really gambling with one's life on the operating table! Sigh, if only this gentleman came to me for divination. I can suggest that he find the apothecary who cured Mr. Glacis of his lung disease…"

Upon thinking of this Apothecary, Klein suddenly recalled that this person was likely a Beyonder. After some thought, he decided to visit him some other day. If there were any problems, he would report them in time.

After sending Miss Anna out of the company, Klein prepared to return home. But at that moment, he suddenly recalled that Captain had probably forgotten something important.

"I've become an official Nighthawk! My weekly salary should be 4.5 pounds… But what about my salary? Why haven't I been paid?"

…

July 16th, Monday…

Just as Klein completed the first case of the Nighthawks by himself and received compensation for Hayley's family, the White Agate slowly sailed into Enmat Harbor.

The many adventures on the liner disembarked one after another. Although this wasn't the end of their journey, they had been floating on the sea for four days, so they had to go ashore and rest.

Ebner watched as Mr. Vernal and his family left before looking at Xio, who was waving goodbye to Captain Elland.

The latter sighed and said to Ebner, "Captain Elland is a fair and intelligent gentleman. Unfortunately, he doesn't know the clues to my father's case." She had been busy with this matter at sea for the past few days.

"Perhaps you can look forward to Fors's results," Ebner consoled her with a smile before picking up his luggage and preparing to disembark.

"Fors… I'm not sure if she has already starved to death in bed." Xio had been by Ebner's side for a long time. She hadn't learned anything else, but her ability to lampoon had increased exponentially.

Is Miss Magician that unreliable? Ebner was somewhat speechless.

"I actually want more information from you!" Xio looked at Ebner and said seriously.

"You have to…"

"Powerful!" Xio spoke before Ebner could finish.

"Since you understand, it's best you quickly advance to the Sequence!" After all, your enemy is an angel about to become a god.

Xio pursed her lips and followed Ebner.

…

After the two of them found a hotel to stay in, Xio left. She had lived in Enmat Harbor for a period of time, so she wasn't unfamiliar with this place. She also had some acquaintances she wanted to visit.

Ebner looked at the time. It was already half-past two, not far from the Tarot Club. He decided to use his spirituality to seal the room ahead of time.

Following that, he sat by the bed and thought about what attitude and persona he should have at the Tarot Club.

"Maybe I can think of myself as a scholar who likes to show off his knowledge. I'll give them some information and knowledge for free. If anyone has any questions in the future, they'll definitely think of me first. Free information is always the most expensive!"

Right, Klein is still searching for Roselle's diary… Should I look for some as well? Yes, I'll forget about it this time. After all, I still don't know that Mr. Fool needs this.

"Then where should I get the diary? Teacher doesn't seem to have it, and Mr. Gaston isn't keen on collecting Roselle's things…"

By the way, I know how to simplify Chinese! Then why do I need to collect Roselle's diary? I can make up some of it right now! Besides, I can use Roselle's diary as a form of intelligence if it's inconvenient for me to speak of in the future… Yes, I also need to fabricate some of Roselle's peach-colored paragraphs from time to time to fool around with him… I don't want to expose myself.

"In the end, we have to make the Chinese characters look ugly and distorted. After all, the Chinese that the people of this world transcribe is very awkward."

Just as Ebner was about to rejoice, he suddenly saw a deep red light surge out like a tidal wave. It appeared out of nowhere and drowned him!

The Tarot Club officially began.