Chapter 125: Bold Idea

When faced with a strange sense of familiarity, other Sequence 9

Beyonders might try their best to recall or even disregard and forget

about it. But a Seer was different. Klein immediately ended the ritual

and dispelled the wall of spirituality. He took out a piece of paper and

wrote on it a statement: "The source of the sense of familiarity."

After which, he sat on the edge of the bed in the room and silently

recited it with the piece of paper in hand.

Seven times later, his pupils became darker. He fell asleep with the

help of Cogitation and started conversing with his own spirituality.

In the hazy, contorted world, Klein saw a carriage. He saw a young lady

wearing a long gray dress.

This lady had smooth black hair, her face a little round. She had a

gentle and pleasant demeanor, but her body was shivering unnaturally.

The image flickered and once again, Klein saw this young, pretty lady at

the underground market. She was squatting and conversing with someone.

The dream receded quickly and Klein woke up, understanding why the image

he saw in the mirror was so familiar.

He had met this person before!

*The first time was at Daffodil Street, in the district near Iron Cross

Street. The Captain and the rest were chasing down Instigator Tris that

night... There must be a connection. *Klein thought for a few

seconds, then set up the ritual once again. He asked for the help of the

Goddess to sketch the portrait of the enemy in his memory.

Dunn and the rest had been waiting silently, without interrupting Klein

unnecessarily. Only when he was done sketching did they crowd over and

inspect the portrait.

"You met her before?" Dunn asked.

Klein nodded slightly and answered simply, "Yes. I saw her at the public

carriage stop on Daffodil Street the night when you were going after the

Instigator. It was in the district near Iron Cross Street."

"Then, there's a good chance that she was the enemy just now. The

partner of the Instigator." Dunn nodded in thought.

Leonard suddenly chimed in, "Don't any of you feel that this portrait is

very familiar? She looks a lot like Instigator Tris!"

Klein froze, immediately casting his gaze at the portrait again and

studying it carefully.

"Yeah, they look very similar indeed. Round face, narrow eyes, gentle

demeanor..." The more he looked at the portrait, the more he felt that

what Leonard said made sense. The biggest difference was that Instigator

Tris had ordinary features while the young lady could be considered

pretty.

Klein raised his head and looked at Leonard, noticing that he was

signaling something to him by raising his brows.

What does he mean? Klein was confused.

Dunn Smith guessed, "She could be the Instigator's sister. Maybe like

her brother she joined the Theosophy Order or the Demoness Sect."

Leonard sighed after he realized how bad Klein was at reading his mind.

He said in a serious tone, "I have a bold idea."

"What idea?" Dunn asked.

Leonard described succinctly, "I think that this person is Instigator

Tris!"

"What?" Frye exclaimed in shock.

Dunn creased his brows and said, "What you mean is that Instigator Tris

is actually female, or a male who's pretending to be a female? No, from

the dream, I can confirm that she's female."

Klein had been exposed to many creative and ridiculous plots after all.

He took another look at the portrait and immediately had another guess.

"Could it be that Instigator Tris became a female?"

*That could explain many things. For example, why would the trail

leading to Tris suddenly sever? Why couldn't they find any traces, even

with divination? Perhaps because there was a fundamental change to their

target! The only question was how he could change into a woman in such a

short span of time. And it appeared to be rather simple... He had pretty

decent looks after his transformation even. I mean, to be honest, she's

pretty attractive... *Klein thought, distracted.

Leonard nodded in relief, "Yes, that's my theory. This can perfectly

explain why Instigator Tris had seemed to vanish. It also fits with the

strange fact that the upper echelons of the Demoness Sect are all

female."

Dunn and Frye were momentarily at a loss for words.

Even though they had seen many monsters and wondrous things, it was

their first time dealing with a transformation like this!

"What you mean is that there are a considerable number of women in the

upper echelons of the Demoness Sect that used to be men?" Dunn asked. He

didn't wait for an answer before saying, "That could be possible...

Perhaps it's their, no, the unique characteristic of their potion."

Klein shivered a little as he listened. He felt that the potion of the

Demoness Sect was a trap!

"Let's hope that a similar potion doesn't exist in the pathway of the

Seer... No, definitely not. That is the pathway of the Demoness. Even

the name of the potion sounds wrong. But I still don't know what the

corresponding Sequence 1 to Seer is..." Klein subconsciously started

praying to the Goddess.

"Can potions accomplish such a thing?" Frye asked with a little

disbelief.

Leonard laughed and threw up his hands.

"Even a mid to low sequence potion can cause unimaginable changes. After

all, they all originated from the Creator."

Dunn turned to look at Klein. "Try to divine where the target will

appear next."

"Alright." Klein went over to the pile of dresses and picked out one

with mixed emotions. He spread it over the carpet.

He held his cane over the dress and recalled the target's features and

relevant information. He then began to recite in his heart.

"Tris's... no, Trissy's whereabouts

"Trissy's whereabouts."

Seven times later, Klein's pupils turned from brown to black. Wind

started to blow around him.

His left hand released his cane, allowing the black cane to wobble.

Despite the shaking, the cane failed to fall. It stood tall in its

original position.

"There's an interference..." Klein said with a deep tone.

An interference implies that our assumptions are correct!

*That lady just now was most probably Instigator Tris, no,

Trissy!*

Upon seeing this, Dunn nodded indiscernibly.

"They live up to the reputation of the Demoness Sect which has been

active since the last Epoch..."

Since Tris had transformed into Trissy, Dunn deduced that she wasn't

part of the Theosophy Order, but the Demoness Sect.

Surveying the surroundings, Dunn sighed and said, "We can search for her

through different means, such as where these clothes came from or the

owner of this house. We can also get the police department to patrol the

train stations and piers."

*We might be able to get some clues like that, but Trissy will

definitely have had enough time to leave Tingen. Yes... I'll try it

again above the gray fog when I'm back at home. *Klein was

cautious of people like Trissy who wanted to unleash a massacre on a

whim. He wanted to desperately find her and execute her on the spot.

"Leonard, head to the police department and gather a group to wrap up

things here. Klein, you can go back and rest now..." Dunn rubbed his

temples and paused for a few seconds. He said to Klein, partially to

test him and also to teach him. "How would you have handled this

evening's mission? Assume that me, Leonard, and Frye are the only

members on your team."

Klein creased his brows and thought for more than ten seconds.

"I'd first use divination to ascertain if the ritual would take effect

soon. If the answer was negative, then I'd stick to observing and not

approach. Then I'd notify the police department to deploy personnel

around the area, as well as gather at least five cannons to bombard the

entire building till wherever Trissy was hiding was leveled.

"She could either be blasted to death in the building, or attempt to

flee amidst the cannon fire. This would easily expose her. Until then, I

would station you and the rest at different spots..."

He got more and more excited as he continued. He felt that his idea was

simple and effective, barbaric and decisive. It was very safe and very

appropriate!

Dunn, Leonard, and Frye were dumbfounded. They didn't say anything for a

long time.

"Captain, is that not a good idea?" The excited Klein's heart thumped

rapidly when he saw that they had no reaction.

Dunn was silent for a few seconds before he said, "No, it is a good

idea. But the premise is that we have to confirm that forceful

destruction of the altar wouldn't create a more disastrous outcome...

Sigh. As longtime Nighthawks, we're accustomed to relying on ourselves,

our powers as Beyonders, and guns in all circumstances. We're not used

to allowing normal people to come into contact with supernatural

incidents..."

*Alright, I was always an ardent fan of firepower bombardment...

*Klein added in his heart.

Klein and Leonard walked to the carriage station about five hundred

meters away before they saw it.

After waiting for a while, they returned to Iron Cross Street. One went

to the nearby police station, while the other returned to Daffodil

Street.

When Klein arrived at his front door, he adjusted his clothes and made

sure that everything was alright before fishing out his keys and opening

the door.

Melissa and Benson were in the living room, quietly doing assignments

and reading books respectively under the light from the gas lamp.

*Benson must be tired after toiling at work the entire day; yet, he

perseveres in his studies after he comes home. What a determined man...

I can't do that, all I can think about now is lying down...

*Klein glanced at his brother and smiled, giving a silent

greeting by raising his hand.

Benson smiled and said, "I now understand the price behind a handsome

salary."

"There's a price for everything in this world. There's something we must

give before we can gain anything in return," Klein said, leaving his

cane on the rack next to the door.

"That's apparently something Emperor Roselle said, right?" Melissa

stopped writing and looked up.

The Tingen Technical School was different from universities and public

schools. There was only two weeks for summer break, from late July to

early August. Their lessons resumed the moment the hottest days were

over.

"Is that so? I don't remember..." Klein replied, his expression a little

rigid.

He took off his hat and headed upstairs. He intended to divine Trissy's

whereabouts as soon as possible.

Suddenly, he heard his stomach rumble. He felt intense hunger pangs.

*Oh right, I haven't had dinner. But the note I left said that the

security company would provide food and asked them not to leave any food

for me... Seriously, Captain, you actually forgot about it...

*Klein's expression changed several times as he intended to

pretend that he was full.

At that moment, Melissa turned and looked at him. She pointed to the

kitchen and said, "We left a small piece of lamb chop and a bowl of

thick vegetable soup for you. There are a few sticks of bread left too."

After saying this, she buried her head back into her work and muttered

to herself, "I felt that meals provided by work wouldn't be too good,

probably making people lose their appetite..."