Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 19 Reporting to Amon

After leaving Mr. C's underground Extraordinary gathering place, Roger returned to the surface.

But he did not rush to take the public carriage home or go to eat. Instead, he followed his memory, walked through several blocks, and came to a small post office that was still open.

"Sir, we are about to get off work. If you need to mail a package, you will have to wait until tomorrow."

The black-haired, black-eyed male employee on duty saw the bag containing the Scholar's Ring and the Elf Dark Leaf in Roger's hand, and subconsciously thought that he needed to send some goods.

"You misunderstood. I just wanted to send a registered letter... Can I still send it by first class now?"

First-class registered mail is an expedited version of registered mail and is delivered by water.

Compared to ordinary mail, which can take anywhere from a week to a month to deliver, this expensive letter can be delivered to the entire Loen Kingdom, including those remote areas, within a maximum of three days.

If it is a city with a dock along the Tussock River, it can be reached within one day at the fastest.

"Okay, where do you want to send it to?" The employee turned around, took out a form and a clean white envelope with the word "First Class" written on it, and placed them on the table.

"Priz Harbor, right in the dock area."

After Roger left the Abraham family residence, he had not yet told the owner of the "Flame Dragon" bar about his new residence.

In order to prevent the other party from reflexively sending the auxiliary materials provided by Audrey to the original address, Roger felt it necessary to send a registered letter to inform the other party, otherwise he would have to make another trip for the materials.

This way, he would have the opportunity to complete his promotion to Sequence 8 before the Aurora Society's mission was issued.

"We happen to have another ship tonight, and we'll be arriving in Pritz Harbor by noon tomorrow at the latest."

The implication was that Roger should hold on tight.

The latter nodded, quickly completed the envelope and form, and paid for the letter, stamps, and expedited first-class registered mail.

After finishing this, he called the busy employee again. When the employee came to get the letter, he casually asked:

"By the way, is there a 'Family' pub on your street?"

"Ah, yes, in..."

The black-haired young man was about to tell the location of the tavern, but suddenly fell into a state of amnesia.

"Where was it? I think it was... weird, why can't I remember it?"

He lay on the table, rubbing his temples, looking extremely painful.

"Forget it..."

Just as Roger was about to give up forcing him and turn to leave, the other party suddenly raised his head and looked at him, and his originally confused expression became clear again.

The next moment, the young man took out an exquisite monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.

The crystal lens reflected the light, revealing a look of indifference mixed with mockery underneath.

"Turn left when you get out of the door, walk 10 meters, and when you see a grain and oil store with a green sign, turn left again."

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…”

Roger's expression suddenly changed, and he cursed in his heart. At the same time, he subconsciously activated Yog-Sothoth's ability and was ready to go.

"No wonder he looked familiar to me before... Even though I already knew about Amon's abilities, seeing it with my own eyes was still too shocking."

If his prediction turned out to be true, at least half of the street would be in chaos and there would be no normal people left.

Roger used the power of the "Oneness of All" fragment to quickly confirm twice that he would not be affected by Amon's power in the past and the next few days, then he put on a smile.
"I'm reporting to their boss... But is it okay for me to report to you?"

In his opinion, they were all Amon, so it made no difference who he told it to, even if it was a low-sequence Amon.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I am me and he is him." Amon from the post office took the letter that Roger had checked several times and put it into the collection port behind him.

Really started role playing...

Roger complained in his heart, but thanked him out loud.

He suppressed the urge to run back to Daffodil Street and walked towards the "Family" pub.

The frosted glass on the bar door let in the warm glow of gas lamps, and the faint sound of mixed conversations and violin music could be heard.

From the outside, this place looks very normal, with a common Loen-style tavern design.

However, as the "ding-dong" sound of the door opening rang out, Roger suddenly felt more than twenty glass lenses reflecting gaslight pointing at him.

The noisy conversation came to an abrupt halt, and even the young man playing the violin in the corner stopped plucking the strings.

"Everyone drink, don't worry about me."

Roger raised his hands and laughed dryly.

What a “family” pub! So the business on the whole street is monopolized by your family?
Upon hearing this, the Amons returned to their conversation and the violins began to play again.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. He walked straight to the bar and looked at Amon, who was wearing a bartender's uniform and shaking a cocktail glass with his back to him.

With his Clairvoyance, he determined that this was the highest-ranking Amon among all the nearby Amons, most likely reaching the Sequence 7 level.

"You don't have to be too wary of me. Although I really want to have some fun with you, there's been a lot of trouble in Tingen City lately, and the main body won't allow us to do too much."

Amon noticed that Roger was observing him, and spoke with some regret.

A lot of trouble?
Roger nodded while savoring the meaning of this sentence:

"Okay, big brother. Following your instructions, I managed to contact a member of the Aurora Society and met Mr. C through his introduction."

Facing Amon, Roger did not hide anything and fully recounted his interaction with Aurora.

Just because Amon said he wouldn't take action against him didn't mean he hadn't planted other spies inside the Aurora Society, so he might as well tell the whole story.

After all, you should love what you do. If you want to survive as a traitor who is juggling three boats, you have to be serious, rigorous and loyal.

"I didn't expect you to meet 'Mr. C' so soon."

Amon seemed a little surprised, and he chuckled:
"No wonder. The church's intelligence network has secret files on many members of the Aurora Society. He needs an unfamiliar face to help him.

"After all, the thing Nighthawk took involved his promotion ceremony. No one would let it go."

Promotion ceremony?

Roger was a little dazed for a moment. Although he had some speculation in this regard, he did not expect the verification to come so quickly.

"Rituals" often appear when Beyonders advance to Sequence 5 and above. If what Amon said is true, then "Mr. C" should be at least a Sequence 6 Beyonder.

Although he had previously guessed that the other party was a "shepherd" or a "Rose Bishop", considering that there were also extraordinary people from other paths like "Mr. X" in the Aurora Society, he could not be completely sure.

“Of course, since you’ve already agreed to help him find that thing, just go ahead.

"I can even provide you with some interesting help... Haha, I'm really looking forward to how that goat-head will react."

Amon smiled and handed Roger a freshly mixed cocktail with beautiful bubbles and placed it on the bar.

　There will be another update later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)