The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

Of course, Ikes also wanted to find out James's background as soon as possible.

However, you should eat one bite at a time and take it slow.

"Master, where should we begin?" Angel looked up, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Elena, who had already planned ahead, walked to the table and unfolded a map of London: "First, we need to figure out Caroline's social network. According to the ancient laws of fairy social observation, each creature can usually maintain no more than a hundred deep social relationships."

"For us, all we need to do is identify the key figures."

X nodded in agreement: "We've already found her research notes and magic detector in her apartment. Now we need to broaden our scope—investigate the places she frequents and the people she knows."

Over the next few days, Ax and his companions wandered the streets and alleys of London like detectives. They visited the cafes and bookstores Caroline frequented, and even the shops where she bought her magical materials.

"This young lady would come for afternoon tea every Tuesday," a tea shop owner recalled. "She always came alone and sat quietly in a corner."

Angel twitched her small nose: "Master, I smell it! Caroline's scent is here!"

Elena looked at her in surprise: "Angel, your sense of smell is getting more and more acute."

It's starting to look more and more like a puppy.

Ex smiled and ruffled her hair: "As expected of my little maid."

Scenes like these are happening everywhere.

As the investigation deepened, Caroline's image gradually became clearer. Axe quickly sketched out Caroline's main social relationships and places of activity in his notebook.

Since Caroline is a fairy from the Royal Magic Association, sent by the royal family to participate in the escort mission of magical silverware, they should have more information about her.

However, the Royal Magic Association doesn't have much information about Caroline, as she only joined the association about six months ago. Caroline joined the mission to escort the magical silver artifacts because of her powerful barrier abilities.

Caroline generally prefers to travel alone and doesn't have many friends.

But fairies have no parents and generally prefer to be alone, so there's nothing particularly suspicious about that.

However, she frequented a fairly fixed place; every Wednesday afternoon, she would go to the Rose Café to read books, and she liked to sit by the window. Therefore, many people in the café knew this fairy.

I also frequent upscale bookstores, going there occasionally to buy books related to magic and history.

Finally, some people have also seen her frequently visiting a club.

The informant was a shop owner, and because the club was not far from his shop, and Caroline was quite conspicuous... therefore, when the newspaper published the news that the police were seeking clues, he immediately recognized the fairy.

However, this method is still relatively novel these days. This is a new method that Sheriff Doyle came up with in order to lock down clues as soon as possible; he truly lives up to his title as sheriff.

In short, according to the informant, Caroline frequents a place called the Moonlight Club.

Ex frowned: "Moonlight Club?"

"I think I've heard Catherine mention it before," Elena said, pondering. "It's one of the most mysterious clubs, purely members-only, and even I can't get in. Catherine wouldn't let me go either."

Since Catherine knows about this club and may have even been inside it, it shouldn't be some kind of mysterious society.

Axe thought to himself that he was, after all, a nobleman. Perhaps only nobles could enter.

Angel jumped up and down: "Let's hurry up and go find out!"

Soon, the three arrived at a narrow alley in London's West End.

The entrance to the Moonlight Club is hidden behind an ordinary brick wall, and only regular customers and people in the neighborhood know about it.

This already feels like an underground society.

"stop!"

Just as Axe found the entrance, two security guards in black uniforms blocked their way.

"This is a private club. Please show your membership card."

Axe maintained his gentle smile: "We're here to visit a friend."

"No one is allowed in without a membership card." The security guard was adamant and refused to budge. Of course, they wouldn't easily believe what others said.

So X sighed and retreated with the fairy.

Then—the three of them hid in the clock tower across the street and monitored the club entrance through binoculars.

After observing for about an hour or two, you'll find that there are many different types of guests here.

There were nobles, merchants, and a considerable number of fairies. The club's security measures were exceptionally tight; in addition to the security guards at the entrance, other mages occasionally patrolled the area.

It is almost certainly a mage. Because the mage is accompanied by a fairy, and occasionally casts detection spells in the vicinity.

The type of magic was determined by Elena. She was quite sensitive to magic and could sometimes recognize its effects.

So the question is, what kind of club needs such a tight defense?

Axe touched his chin. Was this a legitimate club?

"Master, look!" Angel suddenly whispered, "That's Lillian!"

She tiptoed and pointed her little finger toward the club entrance—where a fairy in a deep purple dress was showing her membership card, her pointed ears trembling slightly in the light.

Axe immediately raised his binoculars.

In my sight, Lillian's long hair fluttered in the night breeze, and the lace trim on her skirt swayed gently with her movements. She gracefully walked into the club and disappeared behind the heavy metal doors.

X only had a vague memory of Lillian.

Angel must have met them within the Holy Way Society. They were friends who became acquainted because they both participated in the Society's regular check-ups.

"Looks like our chance has come." Elena perked up. "Lillian is Angel's friend; maybe she can tell us something about the club."

"Yes, yes, let's ask Lillian later!" Angel nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Let's wait for her to come out."

Since there are informants, there's no need to try to infiltrate and investigate further.

In other words, even if infiltration is to be carried out, preliminary intelligence is required as a reference.

So the three began a long period of surveillance.

Ax, Elena, and Angel took turns keeping watch in the shadows of the clock tower, observing the club's entrance through binoculars. Time passed slowly, the night grew deeper, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually dwindled.

"I'm so tired..." Angel yawned, her little head drooping down little by little. She leaned against X, her silver hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze.

AX gently ruffled her hair: "Hang in there a little longer, Angel. We'll have something to show for it soon."

Elena also silently observed the club's movements, her vine magic gently coiling around her fingertips, ready to deal with any unexpected situations. She possessed the highest combat power among them; if anything went wrong, she would be needed to step in.

The clock tower is filled with the mixed smells of aged wood and metal, and the narrow windows offer a panoramic view of the club's entrance.

The London night breeze blew in through the cracks in the clock tower, carrying the damp scent of the Thames, making the long wait even more unbearable.

Finally, around two in the morning, the club's doors opened again. Lillian stepped out, but this time her attire was completely different—a dark cloak covered her entire body, beneath which was a tight-fitting fighting outfit, and she wore light leather boots. She walked unsteadily, as if she might fall at any moment.

"She...something's not right!"

Ex immediately became alert.

The three of them quickly followed.

Because of the distance, she almost lost track of Lillian after going downstairs. Fortunately, Angel caught a whiff of Lillian's scent halfway down, which allowed her to continue the pursuit.

Continuing through several narrow alleys, they finally caught up with Lillian in a dimly lit corner.

"Lillian!" Angel greeted cheerfully.

However, Lillian did not respond.

Still dragging his unsteady steps, he walked deeper into the area.