Mystery: Undead don't die from passing fire

Chapter 3 Tonight, Undead Join the Hunt
"I'm asleep?"

Ember sat on the edge of the bed, with some suspicion in her eyes.

As an ember he shouldn't be able to find rest anywhere but a campfire, but now...

"Bang bang bang~!"

Three knocks on the door interrupted Ember's thinking.

Opening the door, the figure of Archbishop Anthony appeared in front of him.

"Good morning, Your Excellency."

Archbishop Anthony tapped his chest four times clockwise, and said with a smile, "Do you need breakfast?"

Ember nodded, and then said, "You can call me..."

Ember paused for a moment, he remembered that he was Ember, but suddenly found that he had forgotten his real name.

After a moment of silence, Ember slowly said, "Ember."

"Okay, Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony nodded slightly, he could see that Ember didn't want him to continue using the title of Favored One.

It's as if the other party didn't show the badge of the night.

"Please follow me, Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony made a gesture of invitation, walked ahead and led Ember down the stairs to the cafeteria behind the church.

At the table in the cafeteria, a sumptuous breakfast has been prepared for the two of them.

Archbishop Anthony smiled and invited Ember to take a seat, and said, "I prepared this according to Loen's eating habits, I hope you like it. If you have anything you want to eat, you can also let me know."

Ember nodded slightly, and sat down at the table without any doubts.

Then, the archbishop saw Ember take off his helmet, revealing a handsome but lifeless face.

Ember didn't pay attention to the archbishop's gaze, but just grabbed the white bread on the table and brought it to his mouth to take a bite.

Although as 'embers' he doesn't need to eat, but the memory of embers tells him that he needs to keep eating.

If possible, it is best to have three meals a day regularly.

It makes him more 'human'.

"thanks for treatment."

Ember quickly finished his breakfast, thanked Anthony, and put on his helmet again.

At the same time, an ice blue long sword exuding cold air appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Afterwards, he walked silently along the same road to the church hall.

Now, he is going to find the Black Emperor.

"Crash! Crack!"

The pounding sound from the gaps in the armor was mixed with the heavy footsteps, and a man wearing a full body of knight armor appeared in the hall.

Then, he stopped.

The reason for stopping was that the hall was empty last night, but it was full of people at this moment.

The morning sun pierces the stained-glass windows of the church, illuminating the flat rows of pews on either side of the bright red carpet.

It was full of men and women in various costumes, and they were bowing their heads and closing their eyes and whispering piously to the goddess.

Even the arrival of embers did not interrupt their prayers.

"Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony appeared by Ember's side at some point, and he said softly, "The goddess asked me to tell you that the world now is completely different from before, and you may need a little time to adapt to all these changes."

"..."

Ember didn't reply, her eyes swept over the people who bowed their heads and prayed one by one.

Then, he nodded silently.

Turned around and walked back to the restaurant.

"Mr. Ember."

Archbishop Anthony spoke slowly, but was soon interrupted by embers.

"ember."

"Okay, Ember."

Archbishop Anthony was not annoyed either, just nodded with a smile, "In order for you to better adapt to this world, I have prepared a set of identities for you, one of which is the Nighthawk of the Church of Evernight."

"Next, you can go to the headquarters of the Backlund Nighthawks to report. The address is at the Backlund Detective Agency behind the church, and find a man named Al Hasson. After the report, you don't have to rush back to the church. , you can go around."

"By the way, your current identity is Ash Black."

After a pause, Archbishop Anthony added, "You can use this identity to collect clues about the Black Emperor. In addition, this is your operation fund, a total of one hundred gold pounds."

After speaking, Anthony handed Ember ten notes with ten denominations written on them.

"Golden pounds?"

Ember suddenly asked, "Currency? Can't it be bought with souls?"

"All transactions in Backlund are conducted in gold pounds."

Anthony shook his head, his meaning has been clearly expressed——

He doesn't know what a soul is.

"at last."

Anthony looked at the armor on Ember's body and warned, "If possible, you'd better change your clothes. Well, it's the same as those believers in the hall."

Ember thought for a while, and decided to follow Anthony's suggestion.

After a moment of stagnation, the knight suit on his body disappeared instantly.

Instead, it was a black and brown undead suit.

Although it was still leather armor, Ember felt that it was at least a little more low-key.

"The helmet can be removed."

Anthony's eyes were a little surprised, he didn't even notice how Ember did all of this.

But he was a demigod after all, he quickly realized, glanced at the pointed triangular iron helmet on Ember's head, and gave another suggestion.

"so?"

Ember took off her veil, revealed that handsome face again, and asked.

"Yes."

Anthony smiled and nodded, "You can move freely, and if you have any questions, please feel free to consult me."

Ember nodded slightly, turned around silently and walked towards the hall again.

At this time, the believers in the hall had finished praying.

Their eyes fell on the strangely dressed Ember, but they didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that he was an unconventional noble boy.

Afterwards, they all lined up and walked towards the altar, throwing pieces of gold pounds into the offering box next to the altar.

Ember looked away, turned and walked out of the church gate.

The moment he walked out of the gate, the dazzling and warm sunlight shone on his body.

Ember raised her head subconsciously, looking at the sun above her head.

"It's really different."

Ember looked at the bustling crowds on the street, and murmured in a low voice.

In the world of Black Soul, there are not so many living people, nor such a bright sun.

Rather, this made Ember doubt.

Is there really a need for spreading fire in this world?

Ember didn't know, but he decided to complete the task first——

Look for 'Becklund Detective Agency'.

"Is it on the back?"

Ember looked back at St. Samuel's Church, and then identified the direction.

Follow the crowd to the right.

Soon, he successfully found a right-turning path and walked through it without hindrance.

3 minute later.

When Ember stood in front of the gate of the Backlund Detective Agency, his expression was full of suspicion.

As if he encountered something that broke his cognition——

"You don't need to take a detour or take a shortcut? What's wrong with this world?"

(End of this chapter)