Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 113 Klein Lost His Dream

"Good morning, Klein. Don't you men feel hot wearing so much in the summer?"

As soon as he entered the company and felt the cool air, Rosanne's energetic voice reached Klein's ears.

"Good morning, Ms. Rosanne. This is the price of dignity."

The fortune teller responded humorously, saying that removing his hat and bowing was just like a true gentleman.

It's not that I resemble him; I am a gentleman by nature!

Klein Moretti emphasized this to himself.

"Well then, our respectable fortune teller, the captain wants you to go to his office after you arrive."

"Okay, no problem!"

Without much small talk, Klein ruthlessly abandoned Ron and headed to the captain's office.

After completing the arduous task of "seducing the witch" the night before last, he was sent home first and did not participate in the subsequent actions.

It must be said that Dunn was a good captain. Even in that situation, he was still concerned about the mental state of his team members, and he didn't mention a word about Klein almost being pushed onto the bed by the rich lady.

As for Leonard, who knew more, he hesitated for a long time while looking at the rather disheveled fortune teller, but in the end he still did not tell the poor fellow how the so-called witch came to be.

The potion is progressing well; once this task is completed, the merit points should be enough to exchange for the Clown Potion.

The fortune teller was in a good mood, pondering to himself, when he casually pushed open the half-closed door to the captain's office.

As soon as he entered, he saw Dunn holding a fountain pen, writing something intently on a piece of paper on the desk, while there were several crumpled drafts on the desk.

"Hmm, could it be a report about why the night watchmen's expense reimbursements are increasing lately?" Klein wondered to himself, noticing the large portion of expenses being reimbursed.

However, he did not go to disturb him, but instead walked over to the focused captain's desk and glanced at it.

My dearest Daly, I wonder how you are doing. Ever since the day you left, I haven't been able to sleep at night.

"Klein, when did you get in here!?"

Before the young night watchman could continue looking down, Dunn Smith's surprised voice suddenly rang in his ears.

The old captain used the speed of someone who had been single for over thirty years to crumple the letter into a ball and hold it tightly in his hand in an instant.

Klein, who had been peeking, realized what was happening and immediately looked up at the ceiling, taking two small steps back as if to say, "I didn't see anything, I don't know anything."

However, those two small steps back made Dunn Smith's heart skip a beat, and he crumpled the "love letter" in his hand and gripped it tightly.

An awkward atmosphere spread through the office, and even the experienced Klein Moretti didn't know what to say in this situation.

After all, catching his boss writing a love letter put him in a bit of a dilemma.

"Uh, Captain, I just came in. Uh, are you writing a 'funding request'?"

After hesitating for a while, the Night Watch members, unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, suppressed the corners of their mouths and broke the stiff atmosphere with "expressionless" expressions.

"Yes, there have been too many expense reimbursements lately, so I need to write a report myself explaining where all these funds have been used."

Dunn's gray eyes were fixed on the fortune teller, who was struggling to suppress his laughter. He didn't expose the man's clumsy acting and smoothly changed the subject.

"Captain, this definitely needs to be explained clearly."

The newly appointed night watchman, feeling inexplicably guilty, replied with an awkward laugh.

"Captain, Rosanne just said you wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes, but it's nothing major. I just want to tell you about the results of the mission the day before yesterday."

When the topic came up, Dunn Smith hesitated, then, as if remembering something, his gray eyes swept over Klein, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

"Madame Sharon is Sequence Six, and is most likely the head of the Witch Cult in Tingen City. The Holy Church has already given a positive answer to this."

"In addition to this, the temple's telegram also mentioned the name of the Witch Path Sequence Six."

"Captain, what is it?"

Klein suddenly sensed something was wrong and immediately asked stiffly.

"The path mastered by the Witch Cult, Sequence Six, is called 'The Witch of Pleasure.'"

"Joy, pleasure!?"

"Yes, Klein, thank goodness we arrived in time, otherwise you might be meeting us in bed the next day!"

The pitiful, weak, and helpless fortune teller shuddered upon hearing this, gaining a deeper understanding of Mrs. Sharon's behavior the night before.

"However, that's not the point!"

"Klein, do you know what we found in our follow-up investigation?"

As Dunn Smith spoke, he tossed out a black and white photograph. The photograph showed a handsome man, and upon closer inspection, the new night watchman noticed that the man bore a resemblance to Mrs. Sharon.

"Captain, is this...is this man Mrs. Sharon's brother or brother?"

"You mean the Witch Cult has other members in Tingen City!?"

The naive fortune teller immediately made connections upon seeing the photo, completely unaware of the treacherous nature of the world.

"Well, that possibility cannot be ruled out."

"However, Leonard made a very interesting deduction on site the night before last. Although it cannot be confirmed, based on the information we have now, this deduction has a certain degree of credibility."

"Actually, I was hesitant to tell you in advance, but since you came so early today, I think it's better to tell you."

As Dunn Smith spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and his words became intermittent as he couldn't suppress his laughter.

"The man in that photo is very likely Mrs. Sharon!"

The old captain didn't give Klein time to prepare mentally before decisively revealing the information.

"This aligns with the fact that the upper echelons of the Witch Cult are all women, and it also matches the name of the potion in the sixth sequence of the Witch Path as restored by the Sanctuary."

"Klein, you know that potion names often contain certain meanings. For example, the sleepless become less sleepy, and witches may also have this factor."

The captain of the night watch slowly stated his reasoning and explanation, and by then the entire room had become quiet, with only the faint breathing of the two gentlemen audible.

Klein seemed to have lost all color in his face; the smile had vanished and transferred to Dunn Smith's face.

Seeing this, the captain of the night watchman stood up, walked over to his teammate, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him with his eyes to be strong.

"Klein, this is just speculation, and you don't need to overthink it. After all, you didn't actually do anything with Mrs. Sharon the night before last."

"..."

"Captain, you really didn't need to bring this up."

"No, Klein, I believe you have the right to know about this. Don't worry, I won't tell any uninformed Night Watchers..."

You seem to be hinting at something...

Klein Moretti's lips twitched when he heard the gray-eyed man in front of him say this, and he immediately understood the hidden meaning in Dunn's words.

He took a deep breath, looked at the gray-eyed Night Watch captain with a complicated expression, and spoke with difficulty:

"Captain, I'm very good at keeping secrets, and I won't let the other night watchmen know about what happened today."

"Yes, that would be best!"

The gentleman, in his thirties with a receding hairline, nodded upon seeing this, very satisfied with his teammate's sensible reply.

"Alright, Klein, that's all. Go on with your work!"

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