Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 49
In the study room on the second floor of the house rented by the Moretti family at No. 2 Narcissus Street, more than ten meters away.

Klein Moretti carefully used a silver knife to build a spiritual wall and sealed the room so that his next actions would not affect his brother Benson and his sister Melissa next door.

During the day, he successively felt two invisible forces enveloping him, just like using the "Transfer Ritual" to enter the gray fog space before, accompanied by bursts of illusory whispers, and the appearance and disappearance of four black spots on the back of his hand.

At that time, he judged that there were members of the Tarot Society who successfully performed ritual magic and contacted "The Fool" through his own incantation.But when he was in the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein didn't dare to perform the transshipment ceremony in front of many night watchers to respond to his prayers. Instead, he waited until he returned to his home at night and his family members rested before entering the gray mist space to check.

Chanting the incantation he had already memorized, and walking four steps counterclockwise, the "fool" came to his temple.

The gray fog space has not changed from last time, but among the many crimson stars, there are two shining with special light.

The Hanged Man, or the other two ladies?

As Klein thought about it, he spread his spirituality and touched one of the twinkling stars.

The pictures and sounds contained in it immediately entered his brain, and with the illusory and distant prayers, the blurred pictures appeared, as if separated by a layer of fog.

It was a young woman in a black robe. Facing the altar with four candles lit and four sacrifices placed in the simple basement, she folded her hands and meditated.

From the surrounding environment and the strand of blond hair protruding from the hood of the black robe, Klein judged that this was a member of the Tarot Society, Miss "Queen".

It succeeded, this self-created ritual magic was indeed pointed at himself, at "The Fool"!
Klein was secretly delighted. The success of the ritual magic confirmed his authority in the gray fog space, which gave him more confidence in his next actions.

He stabilized his excitement and tried to answer the prayer of the "Queen" in the picture.

"I see."

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"I see."

Until the next morning, when he came to the Blackthorn Security Company in a daze and sat in the reception room enjoying the coffee brewed by Rosanne, the deep and mysterious voice of "The Fool" from last night still echoed in Angel's mind.

In the age of steam without TV and the Internet, Angel, who had nothing to do at night, had to fall asleep early, but when she entered the bedroom, a very clear picture suddenly appeared in her mind, the body of the "fool" hidden behind the gray fog, and his response to the ceremony.

Compared with directly entering the temple in the gray mist from the real world, this kind of feedback that affects her life makes her feel more intimidated.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful existence, even if it is not a god, it is not too much.

I seem to have become the first believer of this powerful existence?
Not sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, Angel quickly let go of it. After all, it's useless to resist, so I can only...

"Ah, Angel, you happen to be here."

The captain of the Nighthawks, Dunn Smith, walked out from behind the partition in the reception room, seeing her stirring the coffee in her hand, looking out of focus at the empty sofa in front of her, so she greeted her.

"Captain, good morning." Angel withdrew his mind, put down his coffee cup, and saluted.

"The church's approval has arrived." Dunn briefly explained his intentions. He glanced at Rosanne, who was pretending to read the newspaper behind the reception desk, but sneaked here from time to time, and said, "Come to my office."

"Luoshan, if Klein is here, ask him to come to my office as well."

Rosanne, who pretended to be focused, quickly nodded in agreement, and then watched Dunn and Angel disappear behind the partition one after the other.

She knew that the Nighthawks had many higher-level secrets that she couldn't let herself know as a civil servant, but she couldn't help pricking her ears up, trying to hear the conversation coming from the depths of the room, but unfortunately the sound of the door closing made her lower her head in disappointment.

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"Sit down." After Dunn entered his office, he sat down on the high-back chair. Angel closed the door and sat down opposite him, waiting for the other party to continue the topic just now.

"The Holy Church sent me a telegram yesterday morning, but it was delayed due to the 'instigator' Tris, so I didn't tell you immediately." Dunn explained, took out a telegram from the drawer, cleared his throat, and read out the contents.

"Response to the Tingen City Team of the Nighthawks. Your application to promote the new member Angel Granger to a full member has been approved by our identity verification and qualification review. Now, we will reply and allow Angel Granger to become a full member of the Tingen City Team of the Nighthawks."

Putting down the telegram, Dunn Smith said with a serious face: "Becoming a full member, your weekly salary of 3 pounds will be doubled to 6 pounds immediately, and it will gradually increase with the number of working years, and you will also get the status of a trainee inspector in Ahwa County."

"The regulations that need to be followed, I think you are already clear. Last time I said that you can wait until the church responds before making a decision. Now, what is your decision?"

Angel had already made up her mind, so she naturally wouldn't back down now. She nodded with the same serious expression, took a deep breath, and replied, "I am willing to become an official Nighthawk."

"Congratulations, Miss Angel Granger, you are now a full member of us."

Dunn Smith showed a familiar smile again, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands with Angel's right hand at the same time.

"Official members need to be on duty at the 'Chanis Gate'. You can take one day off each week. You can choose it yourself, but it's best to fix it. This week's schedule has been set. You don't need to be on duty for the time being. But today we have other tasks scheduled. You may be required to be on duty here to deal with emergencies."

After a brief "regularization ceremony", Dunn Smith immediately resumed his status as the captain of the Nighthawks and began to order tasks.

"In addition, since I have become a full-fledged member, I will let go of some things. Old Neil once said that the ammunition caliber of the pistol you use is different from that of other people, which makes logistics more difficult. I suggest that you unify the ammunition caliber as soon as possible. You will go to him to get a new pistol later, but you can keep this one now, and hand it in after you get familiar with the new weapon."

Angel was not surprised when she heard Dunn's words. She also heard old Neil mention this matter when she received the ammunition before, but she didn't pay attention to it because of her usage habits.Now that it's a full member, it looks like it's time for a change and integration into the collective.

"Then if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Seeing that the captain nodded in agreement, she was about to leave the office, but just as she took two steps, a voice of "wait a minute" came from behind as expected.

Sure enough...Captain, do you have some symptoms of premature aging...

Angel looked back with a questioning look.

"Did I forget to tell you that official members need to complete a task alone in order to gain the approval of other companions."

Seeing that the other party shook his head to express his ignorance, Dunn continued with a smile: "Generally, I would assign missions involving extraordinary factors, but since you performed very well in combat when dealing with Madam Sharon's attack, I think you can use ordinary missions instead."

"Don't worry, this is not a formal regulation, and it won't affect your evaluation among the Nighthawks. It's just...well, some internal requirements of our Tingen team."

"Okay, Captain, is there anything else?" Angel secretly wrote down the "team entry task" and decided to go to other team members to find out about the situation when he had time.

"No, you can leave now."

With the experience of being stopped one after another last time, she deliberately slowed down, and even looked back into the office when closing the door. Dunn was writing something in his notebook, felt the sight, and looked up curiously at the door.

"It's really okay." He said helplessly.

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Angel came to the arsenal with ease. Old Neil did not continue to study the diaries of Emperor Roselle this time, but used a set of old cups to brew the coffee he ground by hand.

Hearing that the other party came to exchange for a small-caliber revolver, Old Neil explained with a wry smile: "I just mentioned it when Dunn went to the police station to pick up the next season's bullets. I didn't mean to complain to him about the difficulty of logistics. You can continue to use the original caliber weapon."

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I have long wanted to change."

Angel said insincerely, after all, the matter of changing the gun is a certainty. Although it is a pity, there is no need for Old Neil to think that his slip of the tongue caused this consequence.

And from the perspective of logistics management and supplementary ammunition in battle, the advantages of using weapons of the same caliber are obvious. Before, Angel refused to change because he was used to the 0.45-inch pistol. In fact, Angel also hesitated in his heart. Now it is not bad to use the opportunity of becoming an official member to change to the same weapon as other Nighthawks.

Seeing that Angel didn't mind, Old Neil breathed a sigh of relief, took out the key to the arsenal, and quickly found a brand new revolver. Perhaps as a compensation, it came with two boxes of ordinary bullets of the same caliber, ten rounds of "demon hunting bullets" in a metal box, corresponding underarm holsters, and a quick loader.

This exquisite silver bullet has intricate patterns on its surface. It is said that the effect is similar to Angel's self-made special bullet, but it lacks the enhancement effect of repeated attacks, but has additional damage against spirits.

"You don't need to hand in your old gun, just use it as a secondary weapon during the transition period. Last time you replaced your old gun with a new one, and it's not actually your own weapon. This time, it's a replacement for you." Old Neil handed the revolver and a set of accessories to Angel, watching her sign his name on the record book.

"No... well, thanks, I'll hand over the old one when I get used to it."

A revolver was not worth a few pounds, and Angel didn't want to leave a bad impression of being cheap in the hearts of the old team members. He wanted to refuse, but he felt that what Old Neil said was reasonable. It would take a while for him to adapt to the new gun, so it was better to keep the old weapon first.

She held the new revolver to test the feel, opened the cylinder again, and loaded the 0.38 caliber bullets one by one.This revolver can hold six bullets, one more than her previous large-caliber revolver, which may take some time to get used to, avoiding the habit of changing the bullet after firing five rounds.

The armpit holster didn't fit well either. Angel turned her back and adjusted for a long time before fixing the position. She stuffed the new gun into the holster, pressed the remaining bullets into the quickloader and put them in her pockets. Then she said goodbye to old Neil and left the arsenal.

Under the lights on both sides of the underground passage, Angel returned to the intersection connecting the church, Chanis Gate and the Blackthorn Security Company.

"Pa-pa--" came the sound of uniform footsteps from the direction of Chanis Gate, and she looked sideways, seeing an extremely funny scene in front of her.

(End of this chapter)