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Only when the beauty with the flower in her arms left did the man, who had just finished attending Mr. A's gathering, heave a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to stay any longer as he transformed into a new appearance. After circling the surrounding streets a few times to ensure that no one was following him, he used the spots of light from the gas lamps on both sides of the street to constantly flash his figure, heading towards the Intis embassy in West Borough.

After returning to the embassy, the man who had changed back to his original appearance was led back to his room by an attendant.

The waiter was about to leave when he was stopped by the man. Although the waiter was surprised, he still asked respectfully, "Mr. Rosago, is there anything else you need?"

This was the first time Mr. Rosago had ever spoken to an attendant.

"Organize a copy of the recent actions of Backlund's Mandated Punishers for me… This is a trivial matter, so there's no need to alarm Mr. Ambassador. Do you understand?" As Rosago spoke, he controlled a marionette that had been using Psychological Invisibility to influence the attendant.

"Yes, sir," the attendant replied without any hesitation.

"Very good. After you deliver the information to me, go back to sleep. When you wake up, you will forget to talk to me." Rosago nodded in satisfaction.

After the attendant opened the door and left, Rosago recalled what the beautiful woman had said to him. He thought and said,

"If there's really a chance to obtain a Wind-blessed, it's worth taking a risk…"

As he thought this, he took out some tools from his drawer and began to divine.

…

On Wednesday morning, Ebner received a long list of "normal" commissions. The client was Mrs. Bingley, the owner of a nearby café. Her son had recently fallen in love with the daughter of a lumber merchant and was dating her.

However, due to the wood merchant's large business and the disparity between their families, Mrs. Bingley was worried that he was just playing around, so she came to Ebner to investigate the lady's character.

It's not like we're talking about marriage. Why is your son so nervous about getting a girlfriend? I'm afraid you'll go bankrupt just from the investigation fees in the future… Ebner complained in his heart, but on the surface, he accepted the request. After all, this kind of harmless acting opportunity was rare for him.

He spent the morning sneaking into the wood merchant's house and then extracted the scent of many strange men from the bedroom of the lady named Irene…

Even without looking back, Ebner could guess that the lady's private life was probably very rich. However, in order to complete the mission, he still used his Beyonder powers to faithfully record the scenes he saw.

One, two, three, four… That was amazing. There were no less than ten people in this house alone, and that included Mrs. Bingley's son…

As he watched, Ebner suddenly discovered a familiar face. It was none other than the Feysac spy, Detective Zreal.

He frowned and activated the Eye of Pure White to obtain a more complete "Backtrack Scene." He wanted to hear what the detective had said to Miss Irene.

Soon, a picture of a bed appeared before Ebner's eyes. In the picture, Irene, who had a beautiful face and elegant temperament, panted heavily as she said coquettishly to Zreal, "Great detective, I got some news that you're concerned about… What gift are you going to buy me?"

Detective Zreal, who was originally a little dispirited, immediately perked up when he heard that. He smiled and said, "Darling, I heard that the famous fashion designer, Mrs. Genia, is selling a dress that she's proud of. It's said to be the same dress as the one designed for Earl Hall… Of course, that noble lady has already worn that dress once in public. She won't wear it again in the future."

"That's great, my dear. Serena and Anna will be so envious of you if you can wear a dress designed by Mrs. Genia at the ball!" Irene kissed Detective Zreal happily and said, "A friend of mine once talked about the differential machine you asked about… I heard from him that someone sold information at a party called Mr. A, but no one was willing to buy it."

…

Upon seeing this, Ebner closed the Eye of Pure White. He could roughly guess what was going on.

This is the trigger for Klein to kill the ambassador with five pounds! But it's none of my business…

Ebner shook his head, wiped away the presence he'd been there, and quietly withdrew.

Following that, he tidied up the information of the other men he had seen in the Backtrack Scene. He then returned to the coffee shop near the office and handed it to his client, Mrs. Bingley.

Mrs. Bingley took only a few rough looks and was so excited that her hands shook. She gritted her teeth and said, "Very good… Detective Bryan, you are indeed very capable. I didn't find the wrong person."

Ebner ignored the other party's praise. After receiving the two pounds for the investigation, he felt that the Knowledge Keeper potion had indeed digested a little. He couldn't help but nod inwardly.

It was already 3 pm in the afternoon. As the manor in the northwest suburb was on the other side of the Tussock River, if they wanted to reach it, they had to take a detour to the bridge area to cross the river. It would take at least three hours by carriage, so there wasn't much time.

So Ebner hurried back to the law firm to change into his most appropriate suit. Then, he looked at his Beyonder items, hesitated for a moment, and took everything with him except the Sword of Dawn. He had offended many people now, so it was always better to be prepared.

After tidying his clothes, Ebner called for a relatively comfortable rental carriage. After paying a price of two soli, he finally got the coachman to agree to take him to the northwest suburbs.

Along the way, he received a letter from the little bird, Silika. Cullen told him in the letter that he and Judy had already met with "Witch" Lena in the morning. The other party said that she had gone to her father last night to confirm the news, and learned that the one who really hid the witch was her elder brother. This news was confirmed by Miss Sharron.

Lena gave the address where her brother might be hiding his mistress. They were in South Borough, West Borough, and Northwest suburbs. The Forsaken Ones had already set out to investigate them one by one.

"The northwestern suburbs? What a coincidence…" Ebner muttered to himself. He was slightly lost in thought and had a premonition that something was about to happen.

…

On the terrace of a manor in the northwestern suburbs, Ray solemnly set up the altar with a lot of bloody materials. Then, according to the binary ritual law, she placed a candle to represent herself and placed the pot of flowers in the corresponding position to symbolize God.

Taking a deep breath and putting on a charming smile, Ray took out the items needed for the ritual one by one. After doing all of this, she skillfully used the ritual silver dagger to guide her spirituality to flow around the altar, creating an invisible and sealed wall.

Then, she extended her right hand and used her spirituality to ignite the candle that represented her.

In the flickering, yellow light, Ray picked up a small bottle. The liquid inside was very similar to the perfume Ebner had found in Dr. Leonardo's house. Carefully, she unscrewed the bottle cap and dripped a drop into the candle flame.

With a leap, illusory fog spread out, bringing with it the strangeness of the blood-colored moon.

Ray couldn't help but take a step back and recite in ancient Hermes,

"The unique crimson moon, the symbol of life and beauty, the mother of all spiritual powers."

"I pray that you will bestow upon me the power to interfere with divination and backlash it."

…

After reciting the incantation, Ray closed her eyes and repeated it seven times in her head. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about the altar, she took out the silver pocket watch she always carried and looked at the time. Then her lips curled up slightly as she muttered to herself, "Almost…"

…

Under the Holy Wind Cathedral, Captain Kuhn of the Mandated Punishers and Robert of the Wind-blessed took out a humanoid puppet the size of a palm from the storage room that had powerful sealing powers.