Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 88 Return to Tingen
Looking at the first paragraph of the diary, Philip subconsciously thought of the Tarot Club, but the following content made him deny this guess.

"This time, I learned some of the philosophies of this ancient organization. They believe that humans are constantly losing themselves little by little until they 'fall asleep.' Therefore, we must diligently observe ourselves, remember ourselves, and rely on this and various other knowledge to achieve purification in order to cope with the ultimate doomsday."

The final doomsday
Philip, who was already numb, slowly placed the pages of the diary on the coffee table. He held his chin with his right hand and looked blankly at the gas lamp not far away that was illuminating the dark night. He didn't know how to react to this.

So, how about you guys play and I'll play next?
I fed myself a peanut and thought I'd take the bus with other fellow villagers, maybe I'd feel a lot more comfortable. After all, there aren't many worlds worse than this one. Philip suddenly envied those heartless travelers who could treat time travel as a game.

Things have come to this, so let it be. He quickly stopped self-deprecating and silently took note of this matter in his heart. He planned to pay attention to relevant information in the future and try to learn more about the end of the world to see if it would affect him.

After reading the diaries, Philip went upstairs and hid in a secret place in his bedroom. Then he put on the "flame gloves" and went to the bathroom, where he controlled and tested all the spells that this extraordinary item could cast.

Now that he had decided to go to Tingen and wade into the muddy water, he had to make sure that he could fully exert his strength so as not to fail at the critical moment and hinder Azik, the powerful Extraordinary.

However, if 0-08's abilities were truly that abnormal, even if Mr. Azik were a demigod, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough. Besides me being a Sequence Six, a small "shepherd," the teams under the three major churches in Tingen are so limited.
It seems like a bit of a gift of death.

Otherwise, report it to the church anonymously?
Philip pondered for a moment and decided to give up the idea for the time being. He planned to wait until he arrived in Tingen and have the official Beyonders discover any clues about Ince Zangwill and report them to Backlund. That would actually be much better.

After all, the other party is hiding in the dark and can run away at any time if he finds that the situation is not right. As the transformation concealment method has been seen through by Azik before, he is not prepared to report it at the risk of doing useless work and being exposed.

I don't know what Ins's purpose is, otherwise I could have come up with some countermeasures. Mr. Azik, please spend half a minute to tell me his guess. Philip pressed his forehead, sighed, and after a simple wash, he lay down on the bed to sleep.

No. 48, Hewan Avenue, Daqiao South District.

The doorbell that rang in the morning was quickly answered. Philip maintained the appearance of Jane Charlotte and did not look at the door again. Instead, he turned around and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in silence.

"Mr. Emlyn White, I understand you want to take a shortcut to save time, but it's already early in the morning, and you're likely to be seen by others."

Emlyn pretended to be calm and brushed off the dust on his gorgeous clothes. Although he maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, the urgency in his eyes was still not hidden.

"Where are Lily and Natasha?"

These were the last two dolls that he had not yet taken back to his bedroom. They kept this noble vampire awake all night, just to wait for the first bell to ring this morning for these two most precious dolls.

If I hadn't been worried that you, a otaku vampire who only cares about puppets and not his own life, would start messing around after finding out that I had run away, I would have been on my way to the steam train station now. Philip complained in his heart and then gave the address of a cheap hotel in the bridge area.

After saying this, she was no longer in the mood to exchange pleasantries as usual, so she turned and left, preparing to take a cab or subway to the steam train station.

"Oh, my goodness! Madam Sharon revealed a flaw, and the Nighthawks discovered her abnormality. She should have revealed it later, but the madness brought on by the potion hasn't been alleviated much by the killing, which has left her in an irrational state. This is very reasonable." "Dunne Smith took the initiative to lead the Nighthawks team and brought Sealed Artifact '3-0271' to equip 'Sleepless' Koenli. This should have been a tense battle, but at the critical moment, Azik secretly intervened!"

"Mrs. Sharon died under the watchful eyes of the three Night Watchmen. Nothing unexpected happened. They didn't even have time to use the Sealing Artifact before taking the statue of the 'Original Witch' and the Beyonder characteristics extracted from Mrs. Sharon and returning to the Blackthorn Security Company."

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"Ince Zangwill's original plan failed, but Azik's covert attack has plunged the Nighthawks into a state of mental tension once again. Even if Dunn is a Sequence Seven of the Sleepless Path, his mind can't be fully awake. People always tire, not just physically but mentally."

"In situations like these, fate is always willing to pour out the bitter cup of disaster. In the coming period, there will be many cases that require the intervention of the Nighthawks."

"And the offspring of the True Creator in Megose's arms is keenly aware of the threat posed by Azik's powerful aura and will do everything in its power to hasten its birth. While this may seem far-fetched, he is, after all, the offspring of a god, so there's no problem with this!"

"That's perfectly logical!"

Late at night, No. 2 Narcissus Street.

On the silent street, the barely perceptible sound of a door opening was like a stone hitting the sea, causing a few ripples, but soon returning to calm.

Klein covered his mouth, yawned, and carefully closed the door. He turned around and saw a scene that almost made his heart stop—

In the dark living room, two figures were sitting quietly on the sofa. After hearing the noise, they immediately shifted their attention to this location. Neither of the two figures had anything to do with Melissa.

Klein's nerves tensed. Just as he subconsciously tried to pull out his gun from his underarm pouch, a familiar voice rang in his ears:
"it's me."

Is this the voice of Mr. Azik?
Hearing this, Klein breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the two figures didn't act rashly, he nodded, slowly lowered his hands, and walked forward slowly. Only after turning on the gas light and confirming the other person's appearance did he feel truly relieved.

He turned his gaze to look at another person, but suddenly froze in his place, blurting out in surprise: "Philip, why are you back?"

Philip lifted his drooping white wig and chuckled twice. "Why, do you expect me to stay in Tingen for my own safety even though I know you're in danger?"

"No, it's not." Klein quickly waved his hands and tried to open his mouth to continue speaking, but found that the emotions in his heart were stuck in his throat, unable to turn into words. He could only shrug and smile helplessly.

"I'm just, kind of happy."

(End of this chapter)