Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch.

Chapter 1039 Uncontrolled Quill
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The knocks on the door from the corridor became more and more intense. Klein leaned against the door frame of the duty room, holding the handle of the revolver in his arms with his right hand. He nervously leaned his head out and looked in the direction of the sound.

With the light of the gas lamp in the corridor, Klein saw a pair of black iron doors with seven holy emblems painted on them.

Looking at the slightly shaking black iron gate, it was obvious that that was the source of the violent knocking.

Klein's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately recognized that it was the most important Chanis Gate.

This door is named after Archbishop Chanis of the Church of Night, and there is one in the basement of the central church in every major city.

It is guarded by official members of the Night Watchers in rotation, and there are at least two voluntary watchers from within the church, who seal it with the ashes of saints containing the extraordinary characteristics of High Sequencers.

Although Klein's level was not high enough, he could vaguely guess that behind this Chanis door, there must be many potion formulas, as well as various magical materials and magical items.

"No way……"

"So unlucky?"

"It's only my first day on duty, and something's happened?"

Klein's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he soon remembered the captain's instructions: "No matter what sound you hear, no matter what happens, do not open the Chanis Gate unless it is opened from the inside."

Since the captain specifically mentioned the sound, is this a normal phenomenon?

Klein calmed down.

However, out of caution, he loosened the revolver in the gun bag under his ribs, then quietly reached into the storage bag hidden in his pocket and took out a silver Desert Eagle with a bright white light on its surface.

This Desert Eagle was what Yamu sold to him during his live broadcast.

Klein liked its lethality, but had some complaints about its ostentatious appearance.

This kind of firearm with its own holy light special effect is obviously a powerful and extraordinary item, which does not match his low-key temperament at all.

Considering that this appearance would inevitably attract the attention of others, Klein would usually put it in his storage bag and only take it out when he encountered danger that ordinary revolvers and demon hunting bullets could not handle.

Just like now...

Klein held the slightly warm handle of the gun, feeling the shining of the holy light, and his heart was completely at peace.

He walked out of the guard room holding a pistol, stood in the corridor, and looked at the shaking black iron gate with a calm expression.

"laugh--"

Just then, a harsh friction sound suddenly rang out.

Klein's pupils shrank as he saw the Chanis door heavily opened outwards, revealing a gap!
The next second, a figure about the man's forearm height emerged.

It was wearing an elegant black court dress with some stains on the hem. Its not-so-delicate face had dark eyes and a tightly pursed mouth. It was actually a female toy doll!
Without any hesitation, Klein raised his pistol and aimed at the puppet in a black court dress.

The other party had been leaning against the open door, and opened his small hand holding the paper, as if he wanted to show Klein something.

But when the Desert Eagle with white light was aimed at him, the puppet in the black royal dress suddenly froze, as if it had lost the ability to move, and fell backwards.

Then, an invisible force came out from behind the door and pulled the fallen rag doll back.

Without the strength to push the door, Charles's door closed automatically and shut again with a clang.

The underground corridor returned to its usual peace and silence, as if nothing had happened.

Klein lowered the Desert Eagle in his hand and stared blankly at the tightly closed black iron door in front of him.

Before the door closed, he caught a glimpse of the pattern on the paper in the puppet's hand.

Unfortunately, the door closed too quickly, and Klein was unable to see the specific pattern. He only vaguely saw many hidden symbols.

Klein felt that this matter was a little suspicious, but now was not the time to think about it.

Charles's door was opened, which was beyond the scope of the captain's previous instructions. Klein did not intend to act on his own. He put the Holy Desert Eagle into the storage bag and walked quickly into the duty room.

Soon, the rope in the guard room was pulled.

The gears turned, and a rapid bell suddenly rang inside the Blackthorn Security Company on the ground.

Leonard, Mitchell and others who were playing cards in the entertainment room immediately put down their cards and rushed underground.

After everyone arrived, Klein told them the whole story and listened to Leonard's prayers. After confirming that he himself was not contaminated by the seal, the matter finally came to an end.

Afterwards, to be on the safe side, Leonard and the others stayed behind and stood guard with Klein until dawn.

Leonard took out the playing cards and invited Klein to play the game "Fighting Evil" invented by Emperor Roselle with them.

But Klein didn't have that in mind for the time being. He declined Leonard's invitation and returned to the duty room. He seemed to be drinking coffee and reading a newspaper, but in fact he quietly opened the chat group in his mind.

【Klein: @Is the Purple Star Emperor here? 】

【Emperor Ziwei: What happened? 】

【Klein: I encountered an abnormal situation again.】

【Emperor Ziwei: Oh?】

Klein told Lin Zhongtian about what had happened in the group.

Lin Zhongtian replied: "I see... What do you think?" [Klein: I think something is fishy. That puppet is a sealed object numbered '3-0625', called the Doom Puppet.]

[Klein: According to the Nighthawks' internal information, the Doom Puppet does not have the characteristic of being 'alive', but this time, it actually took the initiative to push open the Chanis Gate, and it happened to be when I was on duty. It was as if... it was affected by something and deliberately wanted to show me the contents of the paper.]

【Emperor Ziwei: But you didn’t see it.】

[Klein: Well, the Holy Desert Eagle that Brother Yamu sold me seems to have dispelled the "alive" property of the Doom Puppet, causing him to lose his ability to move and be sealed back again.]

[Klein: However, excluding the variables in the chat group, my experiences these days are really too coincidental. It's as if there is an invisible hand behind Tingen City, quietly influencing and manipulating the situation...]

【Emperor Ziwei: Well, it sounds like that.】

【Emperor Ziwei: Since you have doubts, just go check it out. Why ask me?】

Seeing this, Klein was slightly startled, then he sighed inwardly, realizing that the boss didn't seem to intend to intervene.

Although he didn't know the reason, since Lin Zhongtian had said so, Klein couldn't continue to rely on his big shots. He decided to wait until dawn and go back home to do some divination in the gray fog.

With this thought in mind, Klein closed the chat group and waited for dawn in the duty room.

At six o'clock in the morning, the writer on duty, Ms. Xijia Teang, came to the duty room to take over.

Klein wrote down what happened last night in a notebook, and returned to the company with Leonard and others. He then reported yesterday's events to Captain Dunn, who had just arrived at the company.

Dunn made no comment, saying only that he would send a telegram to the church to inquire, and then walked calmly to his office.

Klein was on duty all night and felt a little sleepy, so he left the company and took a public carriage back to the big villa in the Golden Sycamore District.

At this time, Benson and Melissa, who were resting on Sunday, had not yet gotten up. In the huge living room, only Lin Zhongtian was sitting on the sofa, looking at the telegram that had just been received in his hand, with a look of displeasure on his face.

Klein was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhongtian casually put the telegram on the table, then looked at Klein and smiled, "Nothing, there are some urgent matters in the company today, and I am about to go out. You have been working all night, so you should go back to your room and rest first!"

"..."

Klein sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't interfere in the boss's affairs, so he could only nod and walk towards the stairs.

When Klein disappeared around the corner of the stairs, the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face gradually faded, and he said in a light tone, "Looking for death..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian's figure instantly disappeared in the living room, leaving only the telegram titled "Mine Disaster" upside down on the table. Then it broke into powder in the next moment and turned into white light and completely disappeared.

……

……

On the outskirts of Tingen, there is a house with a green lawn and a dark red chimney.

Behind the bedroom window of the house was a desk with an ordinary notebook open on it.

In front of the desk, a middle-aged man with dark blond hair, one blind eye, dark blue pupils almost black, a high nose bridge, tightly pursed lips, and facial features as deep as sculptures sat there, holding a classic feather pen in his slightly pale hand.

The camera turned downward and saw that the seemingly ordinary notebook was filled with words, many of which were crossed out and deleted.

At the end of the notes, it was clearly written: "Due to the influence of his cousin, Viscount Medhaven, Klein Moretti's life has become wealthy. He is satisfied with the status quo and wants to resign from the Nighthawks (crossed out)"

"Although his life became richer, Klein did not choose to resign. He had already glimpsed that world and did not intend to give up. This was a problem for Ince Zangwill."

"But more troublesome than Klein Moretti is his cousin, Mr. Medhaven. Although this gentleman is not a Beyonder, he possesses great wealth and power. After his appearance, Klein's fate changed and deviated from our story several times."

"Fortunately, Mr. Med Haven was just an ordinary person, and he had no Beyonders to protect him. So, on his way to a dinner hosted by Sir Deville, a famous entrepreneur in Tingen City, Mr. Haven unexpectedly encountered a knife-wielding bandit who was desperate and unfortunately died (crossed out)"

"Mr. Medhaven is proficient in martial arts. With his agility, the knife-wielding murderer was easily knocked down. This unfortunate incident came to an end in a sudden turn of events. Although it was unexpected, it was also reasonable."

"However, Mr. Haven was not so lucky afterwards, because after leaving the banquet, he encountered three armed robbers. These three robbers had targeted Mr. Haven three days ago and wanted to kidnap him and extort a large sum of money. Unfortunately, during the kidnapping, one of the robbers' pistol suddenly went off and hit Mr. Haven's temple (crossed out)"

"Mr. Haven is proficient in firearms. He saw at a glance that the three robbers had no bullets in their guns, so he attacked them brazenly, knocked them out, and took away all their money."

"The robber who had planned for a long time had no bullets and was robbed by the victim. Although this story sounds a bit ridiculous, it is possible to happen in reality..."

"..."

"After repeated attempts without success, Ince Zangwill realized something was wrong and slightly changed his original plan."

"Mr. Med Haven is an entrepreneur who owns three large mines. A major safety accident suddenly occurred in one of the mines in the southern part of the kingdom. Mr. Haven received the news and had to leave Tingen City and go to the south to deal with it..."

Swish-

The pale hand held the quill and moved it across the paper.

Suddenly, the feather pen slid out uncontrollably at an angle, then suddenly turned back, erasing all the words that had just been written.

After doing this, the quill returned to the latest line and wrote uncontrollably under the man's horrified gaze:
"Mr. Haiwen asked the person in charge carefully. It turned out that the mine accident happened at night and no one was injured. Mr. Haiwen breathed a sigh of relief and asked the person in charge to temporarily stop work. All losses caused during this period will be borne by the shareholders."

"Mr. Haven is very glad that the safety accident did not develop into a major mining disaster, but he is very angry about Ince Zangwill who secretly interfered."

"With nowhere to vent his anger, Mr. Haven thought for a long time and finally made a decision."

Having written this, the quill pen paused, then started a new line and slowly wrote:

"He came to my door..."

(End of this chapter)