Audrey, who had already established an emergency contact method with Xio and Fors, soon passed on Mr. "Fool"'s tip as information she had obtained from another source through the golden retriever
In the corner of an old church, Xio, while pondering how to confirm
"Only inform the
"Remind them that Lanevus possesses the Divinity of the
"Divinity? The Divinity of the True Creator?" Xio blurted out, looking in astonishment at the golden retriever in front of her who was delivering the message, only to find the dog equally confused.
"What?" Fors listened, then suddenly felt something was off, hurriedly snatched the paper, and read it quickly. After a moment, she muttered, not knowing whether to laugh or be angry:
"This... this must be a joke, right?"
"How did we get involved in something related to an evil god's divinity?"
This was just catching a cunning swindler worth 200 pounds!
To Fors's question, Susie could only express with her innocent eyes that she was just a dog, and she didn't know what was going on either.
Fors didn't expect a dog to solve her doubts. She turned to Xio and said:
"Miss Audrey probably isn't as naive and simple as we imagined; she has quite a few secrets."
"This might be a game between the nobility, the Church, and the cult organizations."
"However, it's clearly evident that she didn't know about the Divinity thing before either. She was also being used. Hmm... the one using her might be her father, Count Hall."
"Fortunately, it ends here. You won't have to take any more risks. After informing someone, you can safely collect the bounty."
Xio was stunned for a moment, then said:
"Yeah..."
"I hope, I hope the Nighthawks can avenge Williams. They are so strong, they definitely can, definitely can..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head aside, and said as if talking to herself:
"I'm still too weak."
"Too weak..."
Xio abruptly raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.
... ...
I'm still too weak... Otherwise, I would choose to take revenge myself, but now I have to settle for the next best thing... Not to mention the "giant" and the hidden helpers by Lanevus's side, I probably can't deal with him now that he has obtained "Divinity"... With the Nighthawks' reaction speed, as long as they receive the intelligence, they should probably act tonight. The
He felt some anticipation, some excitement, and some melancholy and helplessness.
Before evening fell, he left the Cragg Club and returned to Minsk Street. On the way, he stopped by a flea market, casually found a very busy stall, and bought a few masks, including a clown one.
He decided to go and observe the operation to capture Lanevus tonight!
He wanted to see the other party pay the price for his previous madness with his own eyes!
Of course, given his strength, he definitely could only watch from a very, very far distance, without even the right to get close.
Waiting until 11 o'clock, waiting until many people had entered their dreams, Klein changed into a gray-blue worker's uniform, disguised himself as he had the previous night, then put on a peaked cap, circled around to a few streets away, took a carriage, and headed to the Backlund Bridge area.
When he arrived, he switched to walking and went all the way to the East Borough Docks.
His interview questions from yesterday included "where are you currently staying," "what's the surrounding environment like," etc., so he was very clear that Lanevus would be staying in the dormitory provided by the Dockworkers' Union at night.
However, Klein did not approach it. He carefully bypassed it, his target being the clock tower of the East Borough Docks.
— In Backlund, besides large churches that have tall, iconic bell towers, many government buildings also have one attached, not necessarily too tall, not necessarily magnificent, not necessarily ornate, mostly practical, such as the one at the East Borough Docks.
Compared to the surrounding buildings that were at most three stories high, it stood like a giant, towering into the night, overlooking the area.
Klein easily climbed inside the bell tower, following the seemingly endless spiral staircase upward, moving quickly through the darkness.
Finally, he reached his destination, above the huge wall clock, surrounded by a deep yellow railing, with the spire above him within arm's reach.
Taking a few steps forward, Klein hid in the shadows, identified his position, and looked down at the Dockworkers' Union dormitory.
It was a two-story brick-red building, and the occasional passersby appeared as little more than black dots in Klein's eyes.
He stared for a few seconds, took a step back, melting further into the darkness.
At the same time, he took out the newly bought mask and put it on.
It was a clown with a high, upturned mouth and red paint on its nose.
A happy clown.
... ...
Klein stood there in the dense darkness, wearing the clown mask, patiently waiting for the scheduled show.
He waited for two hours.
When the hands of the large wall clock below passed 1 o'clock, he suddenly saw something flying in the distance.
It was a massive airship with a deep black paint job!
If not for the faint moonlight, it would have been indistinguishable from the night. It didn't make the exaggerated mechanical roar described in newspapers and magazines; its blades rotated silently, the whole thing as quiet as a vulture that had spotted its prey but hadn't found the opportunity to strike.
A sturdy and light alloy formed the skeleton for the cloth, and beneath it hung a cabin with machine gun ports, bomb chutes, and cannon ports, looking anything but harmless.
No sound... They must have used some supernatural means for temporary silencing? Klein, wearing the clown mask, watched the slowly descending airship and made a guess in his mind.
At that moment, his biggest puzzle was: they actually sent an airship for a small-scale supernatural battle in a densely populated urban area?
Weren't they afraid of accidentally injuring the surrounding citizens on a large scale? Weren't they afraid of causing panic?
Soon, the airship hovered about 10 meters in the air. This way, Klein didn't have to worry so much about being discovered, as his position was much higher!
Observing the situation below, he suddenly had a guess: the airship most likely wouldn't be used in the fight; instead, it was monitoring the scene from an aerial position, providing a better perspective for the operatives, guarding against surprises, and preventing the target from escaping.