Chapter 77: Remnant Items

"Alright," answered Leonard with a relaxed expression when he heard

Dunn's suggestion.

Following that, everyone walked out of the warehouse and came close to

where Monster Bieber had "self-destructed." With him at the origin, they

began searching outwards radially.

"Captain, what are we looking for?" Klein looked at the rotting flesh

and blood that was strewn everywhere. He held back his urge to retch as

he looked at Dunn Smith beside him ponderingly.

Dunn did not look up. Instead, he used his deep gray eyes to sweep the

ground.

"Awakening ahead of time, losing control, and becoming a monster. This

means that Ray Bieber did not fully absorb the Beyonder powers provided

by the notebook. It also means that a part of his body is considered

extraordinary, making it prime material."

"If you ever encounter something similar, make sure not to miss out on

doing a search. It might be a relatively important item."

So that's the case... Klein nodded slightly in enlightenment.

In the blink of an eye, he thought of another matter.

*If the part where Monster Bieber had concentrated the Beyonder powers

were some indescribable part, wouldn't that be awkward... Wouldn't it be

extremely disgusting to concoct it into a potion...*

Just as Klein's mind wandered, Borgia with his sharp eagle-like eyes

suddenly shouted.

"Found it. Ahem."

Dunn and company immediately turned and closed in. Driven by his

curiosity, Klein walked over to Borgia with a quickened pace.

Soon, he saw the item before Borgia. It was a grayish-white item about

the size of a fist. Its surface was filled with gullies and it looked

soft but ductile. It looked like a brain that had been extracted out of

a living being.

Although Klein was unable to make out the extraordinariness of the blob

of grayish-white, he was certain that Borgia had not made a mistake

since it had remained intact despite the violent explosion it had

undergone.

Dunn carefully observed it and squatted down. As he extended and bent

his right arm, he used his black-gloved left hand to carefully grab the

grayish-white item.

The moment it was touched, the blob of grayish-white immediately spread

out into an extremely sticky liquid.

At that moment, Aiur Harson took out a tin-colored square case, removed

the cigarettes from them and placed them into his pocket.

Then, he handed the square case to Dunn and smiled.

"I know, you only like pipes."

Dunn chuckled and took the square case. Then, he "poured" the

grayish-white sticky liquid into the case for temporary storage.

After storing it away, everyone did a cursory sweep of the area.

After confirming that they had not missed out anything, they left. When

they came out, they saw the horses digging their hooves into the ground,

clearly spooked and nervous. They had nearly escaped their reins.

"I'll drive." Borgia covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly.

"I know you are good at placating animals," said Aiur with a smiling

nod.

After boarding the carriage, Dunn, Lorotta, Aiur Harson, and Klein, who

continued their "arm exercises," temporarily had nothing to say as they

fell into silence.

When the trotting of the horses sounded while the carriage wheeled off,

Dunn looked at Klein and deliberated over his words before saying, "I

know you are filled with curiosity about the Antigonus family's

notebook. You wish to understand what happened."

No, not at all... Klein subconsciously denied.

It was an ancient relic filled with misfortune!

Without giving him time to answer, Dunn continued and said, "However, I

have to first report this to the Holy Cathedral. Only after they

determine the confidentiality level of the notebook can we consider if

this can be shown to you."

"No problem." Klein gave a short and simple reply.

Dunn continued his arm exercises as he thought before saying, "I once

promised that you can be made a formal member of the Nighthawks when we

confirm that Ray Bieber is a descendant of the Antigonus family clan.

Now, not only have we determined Ray Bieber's identity, we have even

eliminated the monster and spoiled the Secret Order's conspiracy.

"In this entire process, your performance was outstanding. You

personally killed a member of an evil organization. Therefore, I will

fulfill my promise and immediately make an application to the Holy

Cathedral. We'll wait for their approval.

"Right, I forgot something important. I still need to ask if you are

agreeable to it.

"Mr Klein Moretti, are you willing to formally join the Tingen

Nighthawks as one of its members? Your salary will increase severalfold,

reaching six pounds a week. Furthermore, you will get a raise every

subsequent year.

"Your salary will be paid by the Church and Awwa County's Police

Department equally. You will also gain the identity of a probationary

inspector. It will be very useful at times.

"As a support-type Beyonder, you do not always need to face enemies, but

you will have to guard Chanis Gate once a week...

"Without the squad's permission, you are not to leave Tingen.

Furthermore, you have to keep this a secret from your family..."

By the time Dunn finished listing the restrictions and benefits, Klein

was already thinking deeply for more than ten seconds.

"I wish to become a formal Nighthawk."

Only by doing so could he continue to gain more access to mystery, such

as the situation regarding the Secret Order!

After reading the gathered Roselle diaries, Klein had some changes in

thoughts about himself. "Being skilled in mysticism knowledge to seek a

way home was an immutable goal of his. Raising his strength further to

more safely make the mysterious space above the gray fog do his bidding

before using it to return home was a new addition to his goals.

Just as Emperor Roselle said, simply relying on external powers was very

dangerous!

Furthermore, after becoming a Seer and obtaining Beyonder powers, Klein

sensed that he had a better grasp of the mysterious space. For example,

he could pull another person into the Gathering.

This forced him to consider what possibly beneficial changes would

happen to the mysterious space above the gray fog when he reached

Sequence 8, Sequence 7, or an even higher Sequence.

Of course, Klein knew very well that this was built on the premise that

he completely resolved the side effects of the Seer potion. He could not

rush or be rash.

"Very well. Once the Holy Cathedral approves of it, you will become one

of us." Dunn's gray eyes were tinted with a hint of joy.

At that moment, Aiur Harson, who was listening in, interrupted.

"Klein, don't mind me calling you Klein. Your performance today was

really excellent. You managed to kill a Beyonder from the Secret Order.

I even suspect that he has reached Sequence 7. How did you do it? I

really find it incredulous."

The question has finally been raised... Having long prepared

for it, Klein acted as though he was organizing his thoughts.

He knew that it was indeed incredible and enigmatic that he had killed a

Beyonder that ran rings around Dunn, Aiur, and Lorotta. Aiur and company

were not blind or dumb, so it was a matter of time before they inquired

about the process. However, he never expected them to wait till this

moment.

*That's right. Captain and Mr. Harson were previously injured and their

situations could have worsened at any time. At that moment, any matter

that could result in conflict had to be put on hold. It was to prevent

me from acting desperately because of my exposed "secret." Only after I

expressed my attitude and showed that I was willing to be a Nighthawk

were they at ease enough to ask... How crafty. They did not have any

obvious communication between themselves, but they had made the same

tacit decision...*

Klein answered as though in thought, "It's an extremely lucky event. The

clown in the tuxedo had made a fatal misjudgment.

"Back then, Sealed Artifact 2-049 was thrown near me as a result of the

explosion's blast. It looked about five to six meters from me, but it

was only a crude observation. It was very easy to come to the conclusion

that I was within the Sealed Artifact's area of influence.

"And back then, I was feeling faint because of the explosion. My actions

turned sluggish and looked as though I was being controlled.

"It was unknown when that suited clown came close to me in an invisible

state. He tried to entice me by offering to save me and the

corresponding Sequence 8, Clown, of the Seer potion. He wanted me to

help him retrieve the Antigonus family's notebook. Right, he said that

the Secret Order is in control of the Seer potion's corresponding

Sequence pathway and that he was once a Seer."

Klein recounted the situation back then in detail. He even described the

theories he had back then, including how he believed that the suited

clown had divined that taking the notebook would be an extremely risky

endeavor; thus, he had changed his plans.

Of course, all the truths were used to conceal the lie made in the

beginning---that he had been controlled by Sealed Artifact 2-049.

"Divined that it was extremely risky to retrieve the notebook? Yes, it's

indeed highly risky. However, the risk was actually because of you,"

said Lorotta with a chuckle as she covered her mouth. "His divination

was right, but it caused him to end up in a fatal situation. This sure

is an interesting account."

Klein was taken aback before he nodded seriously.

"Indeed. Divination is never crystal clear. And that vagueness only

means that an interpretation can be wrong."

Yes, I have to take note of that!

"How did you finish him off after that?" asked Dunn while he did his arm

exercises and leaned back.

Klein smiled.

"I pretended to agree to him and made him awaken me. However, he did not

dare enter the effective range of the Sealed Artifact. He stayed two to

three meters away and used a strange paper slip in an attempt to push

me.

"I seized the opportunity and pulled at his paper slip, causing him to

be thrown into 2-049's effective range. I then complemented it with

repeated shots and completed my goal. Heh, it's quite an embarrassing

matter for me. I didn't even have the confidence of hitting him despite

being only two to three meters away from him."

Aiur nodded slightly.

"With his evasive abilities, a distance of two to three meters is not an

absolute guarantee. You might be able to strike him but fail to hit him

in a vital spot. That would only make things worse... Your choice back

then was impeccable. It can even be said to be outstanding. If I were in

your shoes, I might not have been able to do it better than you."

He did not ask further. After all, the suited clown's entry into the

Sealed Artifact 2-049's area of influence basically sealed his fate. He

became a living target.

"The subsequent Sequence of Seer is Clown... How odd..." Dunn suddenly

said with a sigh.