Whispering Verse

After closing the door, Miss Bayas motioned to Shade to find a place to sit. But Shade just looked at the holy emblem of the Sun God [Old Man with the Lamp] hanging on the wall, then took out his notebook and opened the page with writing on it.

The above is about the exchange of [Inferi Finger Bone] for [Witch's Copy Paper].

"Why are you being so cautious? It's safe here and no one will eavesdrop."

Miss Bayas said easily.

Shade immediately opened the next page, which still contained the words he had prepared in advance:

"Worry about the ability to eavesdrop on the past."

Just like the thaumaturgy he mastered.

"Oh, detective, this is our base, there is no need to worry so much."

Miss Bayas waved her hands, and then saw the detective turn another page, which read:

"Still be more cautious."

"Oh? Did you foresee what I wanted to say in advance?"

This time Shade did not turn the page, but nodded directly. So Miss Bayas took the detective's notebook and closed it with a snap, then gave it to Shade:

"Speak nicely, it's really safe here."

"Ahem, okay then."

Shade felt that the other party might be angry if he didn't speak, so he looked around and then asked:

"Do you agree to this barter?"

"Of course I agree that there is such a good thing. Detective, you are indeed very reliable... Speaking of which, can you introduce me to the location of this kind of transaction? I will not report it to the church. You can rest assured about this. .”

Miss Bayas asked, but although she was trustworthy, Shade could not introduce Old John's pawn shop. He thought for a while and said:

"Unfortunately, I asked just now, but the shop owner said that he does not do business with the Zhengshen Church. However, if you need it, I can tell you a place where sensitive knowledge can be traded. That is the library."

The Black Raven Library has no specific connection with Shade's group, so Shade doesn't have to worry too much about introducing Miss Bayas there.

"Then thank you very much. I have been transferred here for three or four months and I still haven't found a way."

Seeing Shade writing the address on the paper, Miss Bayas looked at the time on the clock in the corner of the lounge and couldn't help but sigh:

"Big cities are good, and you can find all kinds of relics. Detective, you helped me again, but I have no chance to repay you. If you have trouble recently, you can come to me anytime, but don't come to me the day after tomorrow, that is, Wednesday. On Wednesday our team is going to Tobesk Station to greet a distinguished guest from afar."

"That Thirteenth Ring Warlock, Mr. 'Sunshine Great Sword' Hog Rendell?"

Shade asked casually as he wrote. He heard the news on Saturday afternoon.

"Do you even know this? Is our church so seriously infiltrated?"

But Miss Bayas did not ask Shade about the source of the news that the thirteen-ring warlock came to this parish.

"Let's get back to the topic, detective. Since it's [Witch's Carbon Paper], are you interested in copying my 'Sunshine Gun'? This is an ability that can only be used by high-level ring magicians. Even if you don't directly learn the [Sunshine Gun], You will definitely be able to acquire other powerful thaumaturgy skills.”

The girl with long brown hair was slightly pleased with herself.

"I haven't figured out how to use this relic yet."

Shade declined politely, not because the "Sunshine Gun" was not strong, but because he had a good relationship with Professor Garcia. This Saturday, the professor will bring news about the "Book of Ascension". When the professor is asked to demonstrate some difficult space magic, the professor will definitely not refuse.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the [Relic] couldn't be brought into the White Mist Gate opened by the Time Key, he even wanted to try to see if he could replicate the power of God.

The voice in my head was laughing.

"I know it's impossible, but people always have to dream."

Returned to Old John's Pawn Shop from Blackstone Security Company. After trading two pages of [Witch's Carbon Paper] with the Keeper-level (level 3) relic [Inferi Fingerbone], he returned to Blackstone Security Company again and handed over one page. To Miss Bayas.

After this back and forth, it was noon. So he returned to Saint Teresa Square first and prepared to go out for dinner with the cat at home.

When Shade opened the door to go home, the cat, which was supposed to run over happily, suddenly stopped on the stairs halfway through. The cat stared at Shade with amber eyes, suspiciously.

Shade thought something was wrong with him, but later he realized that he had hugged another cat not long ago.

"Hmm...can you smell it too?"

So she took off her coat and put it on the shoe cabinet. Mia hesitated for a moment, then ran over happily.

Maybe the cat was smarter than Shade thought.

Now that I got the new [Time Key] from Old John, I naturally wanted to give it a try. Although the key to the fifth era - 1068 can only be used for the last time in the early morning of this Thursday, this one is new. Shade is not sure whether the rule of opening the key once a week is shared between different keys.

Time Exploration cannot carry any extraordinary items, so Shade does not have to make any additional preparations for the adventure. Come to the door, insert the key into the door, recite "May the World Tree protect me in infinite time", and then spin——

The key cannot be turned.

"Um?"

He pulled out the wooden key in his hand again and tried again, but it still couldn't be turned. At this time, the woman's voice belatedly narrated the information she obtained after touching the key:

[Outlander, you are on the mission of the ‘Father of the Infinite Tree’, and you cannot open another door before it ends. 】

"So after completing the task early Thursday morning, can I open a key immediately? Or should I wait another week?"

he asked again.

【unconfirmed. 】

"Oh well."

Looking at the key in his hand with regret, he locked it in the study. I patted the cat on the head and prepared to go out for dinner.

(Little Mia is running...)

In the eyes of ordinary people, MI6 is Delrayon's most mysterious intelligence agency. According to the imagination of outsiders, such intelligence department strongholds are usually disguised as unexpected departments.

He was right.

When he went out in the afternoon, the sky was a little gloomy and it seemed like it was going to rain, so Shade took an umbrella instead of a cane when he went out.

He found the "Municipal Waste Management Center" located in the West District of Tobesk according to the address given by Mr. Dark Anlos, the current director of MI6 that night.

The office of the management center is an inconspicuous small gray building, with a snuff bottle shop and a shoemaker's shop specializing in rain boots on both sides.

When Xia De was looking at the small building downstairs with an umbrella, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that no matter what world the agents were from, they all liked this kind of strange government department as a cover.

He knocked on the door and walked in. On both sides of the door were two bench seats, which seemed to be borrowed from the church's preaching hall. Inward, the other three directions of the foyer are the wooden counters of the reception desk. Between the counters, there are four black iron-colored metal doors of the same style leading to different rooms and floors of the building.

People are holding papers or holding notepads between each door, and the work here seems very heavy.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Shade walked to the counter nearest to him and tapped it with his fingers. The wood made a nice sound.

The yellow-haired female receptionist who seemed to be writing a report raised her head and glanced at Shade:

"Do you have an appointment?"

His voice was monotonous and boring, and he had probably lost his passion for his work.

"Look for Mr. Johnson."

Shade replied.

"Door No. 2, go straight in and enter the 'Equipment Maintenance Department' door."

After that, continue writing your own report. Shade nodded, seeing that everyone here was busy with their own business, and no one cared about the arrival of strangers, so he walked towards door number two.

Behind the door is a long and narrow corridor, and the smell of baking bread hangs in the air.

Shade held his umbrella and kept walking inward, avoiding the people passing by in a hurry. As he walked, he looked at the rooms on both sides of the corridor. But no door is open. People will close the door in time whether they enter or exit.

The "Equipment Maintenance Department" was almost at the end of this corridor. Shade knocked on the door politely and got permission before walking in.

There were rows of filing cabinets in the room. The middle-aged man sitting behind the table facing the door was reading a newspaper. After Shade opened the door, he tilted his head and glanced at the person who came in. His brown eyes looked up and down at Shade's dress:

"Mr. Shade Suellen Hamilton?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Anlos told me that you came to get the certificate, right? Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the depths of the filing cabinet. He didn't even give Shade a chance to lower his head and take a closer look at the newspaper on the table before returning with a small cardboard box.

Place the carton on the table:

"I am Giles Johnson, and I will take care of all your affairs from now on. ID."

Mr. Johnson speaks very quickly, so he is probably a very efficient man.

While talking, he handed Shade a military green, palm-sized cardboard book. After opening, on the left side is the logo and name of MI6, with the document number and "Hamilton"'s surname written below. On the right side are the rules and regulations, probably because the police want to help after seeing the ID.

"It's pretty formal."

Shade thought in his mind.

"If you lose your ID, you need to write a report to replace it. Don't show it to others if you have nothing to do. I don't know the reason why you were recruited, but you should know these basic things."

Shade didn't know the rules because he didn't have to work at all. It seemed that the gentleman in front of him thought he was an agent who had been secretly recruited to engage in covert work.

Mr. Johnson said, and took out another oil paper bag from the box:

"A sidearm, a Ruger revolver, six rounds in the cylinder. This kind of gun is not easy to use, but Mr. Anlos told you to give it to you."

He said slightly confused and handed the gun wrapped in oil paper to Shade. Shade opened it for inspection and found that the style of this pistol was very similar to his own [Gun of Kindness]. He probably guessed that it was Miss Carina who asked him to give him the revolver so that he could hide his other gun.

"I thought it was a Glass pocket single shot pistol."

Shade asked while inspecting the newly acquired weapons. The Ruger revolver in his hand was a new gun. The black metal material felt cold to the touch. It must have been maintained recently, and the smell of oil is very strong. After checking the cylinder, there was no bullet inside. Then he depressed the hammer, pulled the trigger against the wall, and heard a satisfying click.

Although there was a gun already, that gun couldn't be fired at all. Now that he has obtained a real firearm, Shade's feeling is similar to that of acquiring a new thaumaturgy.

"The Glass pocket single-shot pistol is a sidearm for regular operations. If a secret agent also carries that kind of gun, wouldn't his identity be exposed immediately?"

Mr. Johnson glanced at Shade, and Shade nodded to express his understanding.