Miss Thief

July 7th, Saturday, early morning.

Klein received a revelation in his dream and found the location of the Antigonus family notes.

Captain Dunn led the way, and Klein, Leonard, Old Neil, and Frye acted together, finding a building where they saw an old woman, Katie Bieber, who had died from the corruption of the notebook's power. After a preliminary investigation, it was confirmed that the missing notebook was related to the old woman's son, Riel Bieber, who had also disappeared.

...

It's 8 PM.

Charles was invited to a dinner party at the home of Congressman Macht at 39 Berklund Street.

This mansion was equally luxurious, no less so than the villa that Chael rented on Westville Street.

But the fountain that shimmered under the lights always reminded Xia Er of the messy fountain at the university gate, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable walking into the school.

Martin followed behind Chael, carrying a gift box.

The Macht family sent out invitations a week in advance. Although Mrs. Maynard decided to hold a banquet earlier than planned, there were too many guests at the banquet, and Chael didn't get to talk to the Macht family much.

As he entered the gate, he saw the Machts greet him politely.

"I've been looking forward to this day since last week."

Chael handed the gift box, the contents of which were unknown, to Congressman Macht.

It won't let you down.

Maurice Macht patted Chael on the shoulder.

"May I invite you to dance later?"

Chael looked at Lady Liana, took her slightly raised right hand, and gave it a light kiss.

"Of course, Hazel, come over and say hello."

Mrs. Liana smiled and beckoned her daughter over.

Backlund's upper circle is only so big; both families are members of parliament from the New Party, so they are not strangers.

"Uncle Mori, Aunt Liana, there's no need to make a fuss about entertaining me."

Chael bowed to the Machts, then waved gently, indicating that Hazel should come inside and sit down instead of standing there.

Hazel was even more casual with Shael than she was, so she didn't bother going through the greeting process again and followed Shael to find a seat in the hall.

The Machts exchanged a glance and then went to chat with their respective friends.

Tonight's gathering is a private get-together among friends, and there aren't many rules.

Xia Er sat on the sofa, casually glancing at the girl next to her; her long, dark green, wavy hair was very eye-catching.

He's now showing some interest in the Jacob family.

Perhaps Miss Hazel should relinquish her "opportunity".

"What are you looking at?"

Hazel looked over with her bright, deep brown eyes.

"How are your grades at school lately?"

Chael smiled.

"My grade was, of course, first class."

Hazel didn't quite understand why Shael wanted to talk about this.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy seemed to have joined the church early for some reason, Hazel wouldn't have bothered talking to Shael.

So proud?

Has this made one an extraordinary being?

So early?

"Getting a third-class grade once in a while is a kind of romance."

"Chair joked."

That's your opinion.

Hazel was completely unmoved by Chael's approach.

"Whatever you want."

Chael picked up the wine and took a sip.

Seeing that Chael was no longer paying attention to her, Hazel couldn't contain her curiosity and asked after a while:

"How did you manage to graduate from seminary early and join the church?"

Xia Er glanced at the girl and gave her a knowing look.

Heyle was immediately annoyed.

Is this looking down on her? It's always her who looks down on others!

Are you still interested in the occult?

Hazel asked, seemingly casually.

"Hmm...more or less."

"I can't believe it," Xia Er replied dismissively.

He swirled the wine in his glass, staring blankly at the red wine inside. It was truly a pity that he couldn't make contact with the demigod Jacob in place of Hazel.

So proud, you've become an extraordinary one, haven't you? Was it the potion recipe given to you by Flora Jacob?

Hazel was even more unhappy to see Shael being so perfunctory with her. Although she had promised her teacher not to reveal her identity as a supernatural ability user casually, showing off a little shouldn't be a problem.

She reached out and quickly swept her hand across, trying to steal something from Chael's pocket to show him what she was capable of.

She could vaguely sense that there was something of value there.

The Sequence 9 thief easily stole a silver charm.

While she was still wondering what it was, Xia Er flicked her on the head.

He showed no mercy, and Hazel was in so much pain that she almost cried, but she held it back, still wondering how her perfect theft could have been discovered.

"You've really gotten to know things."

Chael placed the wine glass he was holding on the table and said.

"How...how did you find out?"

Hazel looked at Shael with resentment. Had her supernatural abilities been broken just like that? She had succeeded several times before.

"You're pretty fast at typing."

"Then peel some fruit for me."

Chael took an apple from the tray in front of her and tossed it to Hazel, along with a dinner knife.

"Who wants to peel an apple for you?"

Hazel said that, but since she had been caught, she could only obediently peel the apple.

Her hands were very steady; she peeled an apple in no time without hurting herself.

"Give."

Hazel handed him the apple.

"Cut it into small pieces; I'm not used to eating such large pieces."

Chael's young master's illness flared up again; he couldn't get used to the food.

"Aren't there sliced ​​apples on the table?"

Hazel pointed to the apple slices on the table, each skewered with a bamboo stick.

"I only eat apples that catch my eye."

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to cut it or not?"

Xia Er gestured to Hazel to hurry up.

Call ~

Hazel took a deep breath, glanced at the silver talisman still in her hand, and finally restrained herself. She cut the apple into small pieces, her knife work even more ruthless this time, as if she wanted to stab the apple three times and leave six holes in it.

"Thanks a lot."

Chael used a bamboo skewer to pick up a piece of apple, and didn't forget to say thank you.

"Now can you tell me what this is?"

Hazel brandished the silver talisman in her hand, without putting down the dinner knife she was holding.

"This is a common, low-level charm found in churches. You could call it a sleep charm; its effect is probably to appease ghosts, phantoms, zombies, and water spirits."

As she spoke, Xia Er ate another piece of apple.

This spell was taught to me by Senior Gray. After all, I've joined the Church of the Night, so it would be a shame not to learn something from them. This spell is perfect for catching fish.

Wow, that's amazing...

Hazel didn't speak, but her grip on the talisman tightened unconsciously, and two faint symbols were etched in her bright eyes.

want to.

"I made this myself. If you like it, I'll give it to you as a gift."

Chael didn't keep the girl in suspense any longer.

The materials for the Sleeping Charm are not that expensive, and there is no need to spend money to cast the ritual magic and pray to the Goddess of Night.

"Thanks."

"I'll give you a gift in return for whatever price this talisman is worth."

Although Hazel really wanted the charm, her proud nature prevented her from taking something that belonged to someone else for free.

"The materials only cost a few pounds."

"More than that, do you know the Church's attitude towards wild extraordinary individuals like you?"

Chael's tone was as if to say... Girl, you're doomed.

"Extraordinary? What's that?"

However, Hazel looked over blankly.

She had no idea what an Extraordinary was.

That kind of naive stupidity is truly something to miss.