Listening to Ebner describe the various characteristics of the undead, Xio, who was sitting by the bed, nodded repeatedly as she took a bite of the golden croissant.
After becoming an Interrogator, the "Spirit Penetration" ability she could use was actually very effective on Spirit Bodies. It was just that she wasn't familiar with specters before, which gave her an opportunity.
Now that she had heard Ebner's explanation, she felt that she would not fall for it so easily…
On the other side, after introducing the characteristics of various specters, Ebner explained a few more commonly used necromantic ritualistic magic arrangements. Unfortunately, Beyonders of the Arbiter pathway weren't good at this. Xio nearly fell asleep listening to him.
Seeing this, Ebner had no choice but to stop teaching.
Above the gray fog, Klein tapped the edge of the ancient table and muttered to himself,
So Miss Xio, whom Tower recommended to me, is a spy from MI9. It's no wonder that some of her law enforcement actions in Backlund's East Borough weren't obstructed by the police…
However, Mr. Tower would always teach and eat with girls he's close to in the middle of the night. Is this the real reason why Madam Daly calls him a slow-witted detective?
After he couldn't help but lampoon, Klein suddenly felt that the spirituality seal outside the room in the real world had been activated. Hence, he hurriedly simulated the feeling of "falling" and returned to his bedroom.
After removing the wall of spirituality and opening the door, he saw his sister, Melissa, standing outside with a plate of roasted chicken.
"This was specially left for you by Benson and me. You only left at that time, so I guessed that you might not have had dinner." Melissa handed the plate to Klein before yawning as she returned to her room.
Klein held the roasted chicken and felt very touched. After all, he was really hungry. Furthermore, he had watched the couple eat and drink for nearly half an hour in order to learn the knowledge of wights. He had reached his limit.
"Sister, you are the most considerate." Klein sighed as he ate the roasted chicken.
After having his fill and washing the cutlery, Klein even took the time to take a "combat shower" before returning to his bedroom and falling onto his bed.
As he was mentally exhausted, he fell asleep the moment he wrapped the blanket around himself.
In his hazy and fragmented dream, Klein suddenly woke up and realized that he was sitting in the living room at home, holding the plate of roasted chicken his sister had given him.
… Is Captain here again? He was stunned at first, then he looked out of the oriel window, angry and amused.
With a creak, the door opened. Dunn, who was wearing a black trench coat over his knees, walked in slowly with his cane and pipe.
He looked around, then expressionlessly took the roasted chicken from Klein's hand. After a moment of hesitation, he still ate it.
Klein watched this scene in a daze as he thought sadly, Above the gray fog, Mr. Tower made me watch him and a girl enjoys delicacies in the middle of the night, and in the dream, the captain came to snatch my dinner… I can't live like this anymore. It's really a "nightmare"!
…
On Friday afternoon, Xio lay on her sofa and carefully studied the sketch of Vice Admiral Qilangos that she had received from Audrey that morning.
In her eyes, this was a living, walking gold pound.
After memorizing the appearance of the great pirate Qilangos, she read the additional description:
"Brown hair, dark green eyes."
"Portraits are only used as a reference because the target has the ability to transform into another person's appearance. The duration is unknown."
Portraits are only for reference… A target can transform into another person… Only for reference, transforming into another person… Then why do I need to memorize the content so seriously… Xio's expression froze as though she had sensed the world's malice.
She looked up in a daze and looked at Fors who was lazily lying on the sofa. She muttered to herself,
"There's no way to find them. I don't know what they look like. All I know is that they're foreigners. The number of foreigners who come to Backlund every day is uncountable."
Fors tried to sit up, but she failed three times.
"I'm just an apprentice, not an arbitrator…" she mumbled as she reached out to press on the back of the sofa, successfully turning from lying down to sitting down.
"That lady might think we're prophets?" Fors joked.
Xio was about to answer when she suddenly recalled something. She asked Fors, "Did you tell Miss Audrey that we know Ebner?"
Fors nodded guiltily and said in all seriousness,
"Miss Audrey isn't as innocent and naive as the rumors say. She has a meticulous heart and calm observation skills. Previously, through a simple question, she confirmed that I know Hero Detective ."
"Is that so?" Xio asked doubtfully. Then, she muttered softly, "Perhaps the person she really wants to entrust the job to is Ebner." Then, she suggested, "I'll be in charge of gathering information. You can summarize that pile of gold pounds. No, that pirate admiral's hobbies and characteristics?"
Fors widened her eyes as she shook the iron box containing the cigar in her hand.
"How can you bear to do that? How can you bear to let a slender and sensitive writer do such things as summarize and analyze reasoning?"
Xio shot a glance at her friend and subconsciously revealed a convincing dignity.
"In your 'Stormwind Mountain Villa', there's a very exciting piece of reasoning. That Miss Ceci even managed to subdue an evil spirit with Ebner as its prototype."
Fors hunched her shoulders and lowered her head. She looked at the coffee table and mumbled,
"Why can't you get past Ebner?"
Xio ignored her complaints and lowered her voice, making her childish voice deepen as she asked,
"Do you have any other way to solve this problem?"
Then, as if remembering something, she added, "Except to ask Ebner for help."
Fors was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly looked up and asked,
"Why don't you look for him? You have to spend money to consult other detectives…"
"Because he and his classmate went camping in the southeastern suburbs. He won't be back until Sunday," Xio said with a pout.
"You can do the early stages of gathering information first. When he returns, you can seek his deduction." Fors took the opportunity when Xio's "dignity" disappeared to temporarily take back the initiative.
…
Ebner had been actively participating in all kinds of Beyonder gatherings since Wednesday, seeking to purchase guardian-type Beyonder items.
Unfortunately, Sequence 6 items were rare to begin with. Furthermore, his requirements weren't low, so he wasn't able to find one that met the requirements.
However, he did not care too much. Anyway, with the Sword of Dawn, he was not afraid of not having anything to exchange for Thousand Technique Mirage Crystals.
On Friday afternoon, at the invitation of his classmates, Susan and Roman, Ebner accompanied them to the town of Kowa in the southeastern suburbs of Backlund in the evening.
Arriving at the Old John Inn in the town, which was also the gathering point for this camping activity, Ebner saw a middle-aged man with a balding head from afar. He was currently inviting the three men and two women beside him into the restaurant for dinner.
The balding man's name was Blake, a public school equestrian teacher whom Ebner had attended when he was studying there.
When Blake saw Ebner and company alight from the rental carriage, he immediately walked forward warmly and greeted them with a smile. "Ebner, it's really great to see you here! I never expected you to become a famous Hero Detective in Backlund."
"Hello, Mr. Blake."
But Ebner clearly wasn't impressed by his enthusiasm. After only a few pleasantries, he turned his attention to the two pretty girls behind Blake.
This was not because he was lecherous, but because he recognized those two girls!
They were the two Beyonders that Ebner had seen in the Backlund Library on Monday night.
Why are they here? Aren't they looking for the ruins of a baron? Could it be that the so-called ruins are near the town of Kangwa?
By the way, this camping trip was originally supposed to take place last week… But due to a huge storm, it was delayed…
Could it be that the heavy rain accidentally exposed the entrance to the ruins and was discovered by a lady named Fanni?
"But now that I think about it… the storm last week wasn't normal either…"
As his thoughts raced, Ebner had the sudden urge to turn and run.