Chapter 89 Hello, "Arbitrator" Hugh Dilcher

Backlund, Queens.

"Audrey, you're in a bad mood...what happened?" Big Dog Susie showed a very human expression of doubt on her face, shook the air around her, and spoke standard Loenese.

"..." Audrey sat up from the soft bed and twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to keep a sunny smile, but she remembered that Susie was just a dog... She no longer concealed her emotions, and said in a low voice with tears in her eyes:

“Susie… I, I feel somewhat, um, disillusioned… Whether it’s the Beyonders or this world…”

"...Woof, Audrey...I don't understand..." Susie's voice was a little anxious, and she even spoke in Woof language.

Audrey hugged the golden retriever, gently stroked its soft fur, and asked herself softly:
"Audrey, do you regret becoming a Beyonder? Do you regret understanding so clearly? Do you regret asking such a question?

"'Audience'... do you regret becoming an audience... The Beyonder that sounds so wonderful is actually the path that he wants to avoid...

"Am I...really going crazy?"

……

Port of Pritz.

Alger Wilson picked up a glass of almost transparent "Lilangqi" on the desk and drank it in one gulp, using the fire burning his throat to calm his emotions.

Soon, he regained his composure, still as cool and steady as ever.

Then, flames seemed to ignite in his eyes, and the hidden anger seemed to be fully revealed. At this time, he looked more like an "angry man".

He would go to the church here to find out what happened in Backlund and why he was not informed of it. If necessary, he would go to Backlund immediately.

……

City of Silver.

Derrick Berg sat up from his bed and hurried to the training ground. Although the sky above his head was still dark, he was already able to emit a faint "light" by himself, and with the occasional flash of lightning that illuminated everything, he could go out during the day without a lantern.

He saw a female figure at the training ground. It was a member of the Silver City Six-member Council, "Shepherd" Lovia.

"The path of the 'Secret Prayer'... the truth... the Fallen Creator... it is said that all Beyonders who have experienced the 'Listener' will become believers of that... what about Elder Lovia?"

Suddenly, Elder Lovia, who was constantly changing between smiling and being cold, turned around and looked at him and smiled at him.

Derrick shuddered, feeling that Elder Lovia was… very abnormal.

……

Backlund, Joe Wood District.

"Good Blue, Bad Blue, Good Blue, Bad Blue..."

Old Blue plucked a flower from the roadside, threw away the petals one by one, and did metaphysical divination.

“Bad Blue…” The corners of his mouth twitched a little, and the flowers in his hands were already bare.

"Hey, Xiao Fu, after my accurate divination, I seem to have discovered that I am a bad guy..."

"..." Xiao Fu lay on the old man's right shoulder, a little listless. Is there any need for divination? Is there any need for guessing? Which kind person would eat a person every two days?

"The Psychological Alchemy Society, these guys disgust me more than the Aurora Society. I never understood why she wanted to join, and even chased and begged to join... For promotion? To have her own channels?

"We still have to find a way to catch them all in one fell swoop. This task is not easy..."

...Chorwood District.

"Fors! We may have to move!" Hugh Dilcha, with messy and rough blond hair, returned to the house he rented with his best friend and said seriously to Fors Wall, who was lazily curled up on the sofa.

“What’s wrong? Have you gotten into trouble again?” Fors tried to straighten her back and sit up, but failed miserably because of the soft and considerate “seal” of the sofa.

"No, it's not me. Today, when I was looking for clues about Qi Lingos in the East District, I found that there were suddenly a lot of aggressive guys there... blue-haired, angry, Fors! All of them! There were at least a dozen of them! It must be the authorities who took action... They looked like the Punishers of the Storm Church!
"After they left, I hurriedly left the East District, and unexpectedly ran into another group of people on the way,"

Xio covered his head, his expression somewhat broken, and said:

"Their tone was much gentler, but! The black windbreaker, the dark circles under their eyes... they looked too much like the Nighthawks in the rumors! They asked me if I had seen any unusual outsiders...

"What's even more outrageous is..."

Xio also sat on the sofa and said in confusion:
"Both groups told me to try not to go out alone at night, try not to wander around the East District during the day, and don't let strangers get close to me...

"Fors, they, do they treat me like a child?"

Fors wanted to laugh, so she laughed, "Hahahaha! Ahem!

"Xiu! Are you trying to make me laugh to death? Hahaha!"

"I can't take it anymore. My stomach hurts from laughing so hard..."

Seeing his friend holding his belly and laughing loudly on the sofa, Xio felt somewhat relieved, but then he became annoyed. "I'm sure I can grow taller! I can still grow taller!"

Fors wiped away the tears from her eyes, calmed down her emotions and said:
"You mean, the Church of Storms and the Church of Night have sent out Beyonders? What about the Church of Steam? What about the Mechanical Heart? I believe in steam... Uh, I don't mean to have to meet them. Well, it seems that the three major churches know about Qilingos's affairs, so they started a large-scale capture operation, focusing on the East District and Backlund Bridge District where there are many homeless people...

"It seems that it is relatively safe for us to live in the Cherwood District. The Holy Wind Cathedral is right here, and Qi Lingos will never act here...

"I am a serious writer and I am not afraid of being investigated! Hugh! No need to move! I want to sleep on my sofa..."

"..." Xio was speechless. Fors was good in every way except that she was too lazy... But what she said made sense. She was indeed frightened and overly nervous.

Jingle, jingle.

Fors' body trembled violently, and she turned over quickly, breaking free from the seal of the sofa. She held onto Xio with one hand, and was about to activate the rough dark green stone on her wrist...

"..." Xio was speechless. It turned out that Fors was even more nervous and afraid than herself...but all those emotions were hidden under her superficial laziness...so, what else did she know that she didn't know?
"I'll go check at the door. Just as you said, we are not afraid of the inspection at all... Well, why don't you go back and change your clothes? Pajamas..."

Fors relaxed and looked down at herself. Her pajamas were just not decent enough, but not too revealing. So she said,

"Phew, I was scared to death. It was just like the horror stories I've read before. As soon as I mentioned ghosts and said that ghosts don't exist, ghosts appeared in front of me...

"No, if it's an outsider, just don't let him in... Well, he might be here to sell newspapers! Just say we've subscribed to other newspapers!"

Xio nodded, walked quickly to the door, turned the doorknob, exuding the majesty of an "arbitrator", ready to "convince" the visitor.

Squeak.

Standing outside the door was an elderly gentleman wearing a felt hat, a formal tuxedo, and a gray-and-white mouse decoration on his right shoulder... a simple black cane... a beard...

Xio froze for a moment. She immediately recognized this very distinctive beard, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon...

"Hello, 'Arbitrator' Hugh Dilcher."

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