Chapter 186 Klein: This lady, I have met

Backlund, Saint Samuel Church.

"Dunne Smith? You...you are Dunne Smith?" Krestel Cecima was stunned. The girl in front of him was tall, delicate, and had enviable black hair. She exuded seduction, pity, and charm... Especially the bitter smile on her face, as if she was still facing the mockery of fate with a smile...

"That's right! This is my old captain, Dunn Smith, who is also from the Tingen Nighthawks! Now we have confirmed our relationship! Well, Lord Cecima, please keep your eyes open, this person is already mine." Daly protected Dunn with some dissatisfaction.

"Ahem!" Cecima subconsciously looked away, but the next moment she focused on Dunn again, her expression becoming serious as she asked, "What's going on? A curse? Was it done by the Witch Cult?"

"... Your Excellency Cecima, maybe... it's not a curse, but..." After Dunn stumbled over the "promotion" process he imagined, Cecima was stunned. It seemed that the beauty in front of him could no longer attract his attention. Suddenly, he seemed to have figured something out. He jumped up from his office chair and said with a serious expression:
"Dunne, Daly, you must swear to the holy relics that you must not reveal any clues about this matter... No, you must come with me to see His Excellency the Archbishop..."

……

“Leonard Mitchell, who sacrificed his life to protect the people, must have entered the kingdom of God and found eternal peace under the gaze of the goddess.

"Praise the goddess!"

"Praise the goddess!" When Dunn and Daly saw the "Saint Anthony" in front of them, their bodies and minds began to tremble involuntarily, and it was difficult to control and conceal.

After reconstructing what happened with the help of Cecima, the Archbishop tapped his chest four times clockwise, "blessed" Leonard, and then said in an unquestionable and undeniable tone:
“Daly Simone, Dunn Smith, chant after me.

“Goddess of the night, higher than the stars, older than eternity;
“I swear to you by my true name and my soul.

“I will never tell anyone else what I saw and heard today.

“If I violate it, you can punish me.

"Please bear witness to my oath."

The two did not dare to delay and recited the Hermetic oath sentence by sentence. As the saint's prayer was slowly uttered, the entire St. Samuel Church seemed to have instantly entered the deepest night, and every believer seemed to truly feel the peaceful and silent night.

Dunn and Daly felt extreme fear from the sudden darkness... Then they vaguely felt that they were establishing a subtle and obscure connection with a certain existence in the infinite distance through this thick darkness...

They understood that it represented the great Queen of Disaster and Terror! And the oath made to God... could never be violated.

"Praise the goddess!"

"Praise the goddess!" The two drew a crimson moon on their chests, and then breathed a sigh of relief, because the darkness that enveloped the entire area had quietly faded away, followed by the fear that came from their hearts.

Only then did they realize that when they faced St. Anthony again, they were no longer affected by "fear"...

This... Dunn and the other man looked at each other and saw enlightenment in each other's eyes. That was the blessing of God!

"Congratulations on receiving the goddess's approval," Saint Anthony said with deep eyes and a gentle smile on his beardless face:

"You two are both devout believers of the goddess, and elites in the Nighthawks.

“I will share some knowledge to clear your doubts.

"Daly knew some of it before, but it was not complete. What you call 'replaceable paths' are called 'adjacent paths' in mysticism. In addition to being able to interchange with 'corpse collectors', our church's 'Sleepers' also have a 'Warrior' path." "Now, judging from the changes that have taken place in Dunn, perhaps in addition to these three paths, we should also add 'Assassin' and... 'Hunter'."

……

"That's great, Dunn. As long as I become a demigod and switch to the hunter path and become a man, I can marry you openly." In room 321 of William Hotel, Daly sat on the soft big bed and said jokingly.

“No... Daly, I don’t even have a feminine name. I think it’s better for me to marry you. Well, I’ll marry you when I become a Sequence 4 Hunter!” Dunn’s eyes were shining with tears. He looked pitiful yet determined, and very contradictory.

"Haha! That's what you said! Praise the goddess!" Daly laughed happily. Promises are worthless in the eyes of some people, but to Dunn, they are more important than life.

"..." Dunn habitually raised her hand to rub her temple, but she touched her drooping hair... She couldn't help but sigh that she had so much hair now. She had wanted to try the sap of the Toningsman tree in the rain forest of the southern continent... Now it seems completely unnecessary!

She looked at Daly, but found that this usually lively girl had fallen asleep without her knowing when, and her face showed the fatigue that had been suppressed for a long time...

Dunn suddenly felt guilty and distressed. Daly had rushed back to Tingen from Backlund just after seeing a letter from her. And because of the changes that had taken place in her, she had been traveling back to Backlund through the spirit world without stopping, without eating anything at all... She must have been exhausted...

Thinking of this, Dunn tiptoed to the door, dressed neatly, and closed the door. She was going to the cafeteria on this floor that Daly had mentioned before to get some food for the two of them.

"It seems to be in the middle of this floor? To the left..."

Dunn took a half-hearted step toward the possible restaurant.

The walls of the corridor were inlaid with a dark black background, dotted with bright lights, and surrounded by the holy emblem of the night that was exactly half of the scarlet moon. This gave her a familiar feeling, as if she had returned to the underground road that the Tingen Nighthawks had walked countless times. This made her thoughts calm and peaceful, and her steps firm.

With a creak, Dunn pushed open the door of the restaurant. The bell on the door made a small, crisp sound. She showed the room key with a tag and successfully entered a wide space.

This place is much larger than the average family restaurant. There are small round tables and chairs for single dining in the near distance, and rectangular tables and sofas for dining with multiple people further in.

On one side of the restaurant is a buffet-style booth, inside which stands a skilled chef wearing a tall white hat, cooking one dish after another and placing them on the booth in front for customers to enjoy.

Because it was still early, there were only a few people dining here and there... Suddenly, Dunn's gaze froze, and her gray eyes, shining with water, reflected a familiar figure holding a tray of food!
He was a young man, wearing a black vest, a white shirt, black hair and brown eyes, with a distinct bookish air... Klein Moretti!
——Dailey had previously suggested that Dunn ask Klein for help, but Dunn refused. She felt that she shouldn’t delay her teammates’ hard-earned future... She had always believed that her ending would not be good, and never thought that she would actually receive the approval of the gods.

Uh, why are there so many meats on Klein's plate? Lobster baked with cheese and cream, pan-fried dragon bone fish... Haha, Dunn smiled knowingly. When he was in Tingen, Klein was famous for... the king of cost-effectiveness, and he was very good at saving money. Now that he was eating for free, he would definitely not treat himself badly... He couldn't help but take on the captain's attitude and persuaded:
"Klein, don't just eat... Uh, sorry, I recognized the wrong person..."

Klein turned his head and looked in the direction of the person who called his name in confusion. His eyes suddenly lit up. What a beautiful woman!

Her nose was high but not protruding, and her grey eyes seemed to sparkle with a strange light, appearing very deep, as if they could see through all the secrets of the world.

Her black hair was soft and flowing, like the finest black silk, and seemed to reflect a faint light under the bright light of the restaurant's gas lamps.

She wore a men's vest and shirt, and on the outside a black windbreaker with the distinct characteristics of the Church of Night, which added a neatness and competence to her delicate temperament, creating a full sense of contrast.

Klein's throat felt a little dry. For some reason, he felt as if he had seen this lady somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where. He suppressed all thoughts and asked:

"This... uh, beautiful lady, do you know me?"

(End of this chapter)