Chapter 375 Return
St. George’s Quarter, St. Hiller Street.

Luke stopped outside the Steam Cathedral, which was decorated with tall chimneys and a complex bell tower. He looked at the cathedral for a few seconds and muttered to himself as he heard the explanation of the principles of the steam engine inside.

“It feels like I’m sitting in on a class.”

Now that the “Hidden Sage” has been polluted and the entire “Secret Peer” path is plagued by mutterings, it is estimated that only the learning atmosphere of the “God of Knowledge and Wisdom” church, which symbolizes “omniscience” among all five families, can surpass that of the Steam Church.

He walked through the prayer room for sermons and prayers and came to the inner personnel room. His eyes were fixed on a figure who was clasping his hands in front of the triangular holy emblem, closing his eyes, and praying devoutly.

He was a tall, handsome young man with long chestnut hair. On his desk was an antique, mysterious mirror with a deep gap in the middle.

As if he noticed someone coming in, the man opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as blue as the ocean. His eyes were indifferent and carried a distant divinity.

Bonois Gustave.

The youngest son of Emperor Roselle and an angel of the Church of Steam.

“I received divine revelation and was responsible for accurately handing the mirror to the first person who came in.”

Bonois’s tone was flat.

“give it to me.”

Lu Ke spoke calmly, stretched out his hand and summoned gently, and the mirror flew into his hand against the will of gravity as if summoned.

After putting away the sticky mirror, he had no intention of communicating with this angel who lacked humanity, and his figure disappeared into the air.

Bonois’s eyes were vaguely touched. For some reason, the person just now made him feel inexplicably familiar.

After a few breaths, his mind calmed down. Facing the triangular holy emblem, he clasped his hands together again and prayed earnestly and devoutly.

……

Steam train bound for Tingen, first-class carriage.

Lu Ke’s figure slowly emerged on the seat. He took out the magic mirror and placed it on the table above the seat, looking out the window at the exceptionally clear scenery.

The golden morning light shines on the rushing Tussock River, on the two banks divided by the river, on the row upon row of houses, the tall chimneys and the exquisite bell tower, making this “City of Hope” even more solemn.

What needs to be done has been done, and returning soon will probably bring chaos and disputes.

Lu Ke glanced at the sun hanging high in the sky, then retracted his gaze and pulled open the curtain by the window to block out the sunlight, making the space he was in dim.

“I always feel that the weather has been too sunny recently.”

His eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something, and he fell into deep thought. After a while, he came back to his senses and focused his attention on the “magic mirror”.

Feeling his gaze, the mirror surface rippled, and one pale silver word after another emerged:
“Your Majesty, great master, thank you for bringing me out. Arrodes will serve you wholeheartedly.”

“I will use you well.”

Luke reached out and touched the crack on the mirror. “How did this happen?”

Arrodes: “It was caused by the previous user asking me a question about you.”

“Oh, there are problems like this when you can’t ask high-level questions?”

The words on the mirror surface changed rapidly. “No, high-level questions may be answered vaguely or simply fail to provide useful information, but questions involving you will be different.”

“Since your identity was revealed by that person, the spirit world has gained more information about you. However, no one can understand this information, so no one can use it to predict or foretell you, or actively establish a connection with you related to the mystic.”

“The essence of the crack is that the spiritual world has too much knowledge that cannot be interpreted. If the user does not ask questions about you, it will be fine. But once you are involved and cannot answer accurately, this situation will occur.”

Lu Ke nodded slightly, “What is the problem that caused the current situation?”

“Who is the murderer who assassinated Ambassador Bakerland?”

The mirror seemed to have sensed something, and the text displayed was a little distorted, looking extremely excited.

“Luke.”

Lu Ke read out his name and ran his fingertips across the cracks on the surface of the mirror. Information about the situation at that time was displayed on the mirror.

When his fingers left the mirror, the broken mirror had returned to its original state.

“Praise you, merciful master!”

The words Arrodes revealed were full of joy, but after a while, he became serious again.

“Great Master, after close contact with you, I feel the extraordinary characteristics in your body. You may have some… I don’t know if I should call it hidden dangers. These are the characteristics of the pathways where those sequences are located.”

Luke relaxed and leaned back in the back seat. “Don’t worry, I know. I just didn’t clear it on purpose.”

“As expected of you!”

The mirror was making a fuss and praising noise, and suddenly it felt like it was being picked up.

“I always get bored riding in a car and need something to pass the time.”

Lu Ke held the mirror in his hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face. “You should know that in the distant past, in a history older than the First Age, there existed something called a mobile phone, right? Can it be transformed into that thing?”

The magic mirror was silent for a moment, showing a bit of grievance.

“But I am only a mirror, Master.”

And you can obviously use your extraordinary abilities to go directly to where you want to go without having to take the steam train at all.

“It is hard to call someone who only chooses the most efficient way to do everything a human being. He is more like a machine that only has logic but cannot think.”

Luke seemed to see what Arrodes was thinking, and explained lightly, then asked:

“Computers can install Android emulators, so why can’t you emulate a mobile phone?”

Arrodes: “…”

I never thought that to please someone I had to be so humble, to pretend to be something else.

……

Tingen City, 2 Daffodil Street.

After a busy day, Klein returned home early, carrying bags of food he had bought from the department store. He put on a white apron, walked into the kitchen and began preparing dinner.

Today is the weekend, Melissa is on vacation, and Benson’s work has just come to an end, so the family can have a sumptuous dinner together.

He skillfully peeled and diced the potatoes, soaked the lamb pieces in warm water, added cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, cut the seasonings, and then put the ingredients into the pot.

In the blue light of the fire, the aroma of rotten food gradually spread, whetting people’s appetite.

“Huh~Huh~” Klein used a spatula to pick up a small piece and put it into his mouth. He breathed heavily because of the heat, but he was reluctant to stop. The perfect temperature and taste made him nod in satisfaction.

I feel that even if I don’t work as a night watchman in the future, I can still make a fortune by opening a restaurant.

His cooking skills have improved greatly recently, and apart from the theoretical knowledge he acquires as a keyboard expert, he also relies on the instruction of his fellow villager’s servant, Parrott.

After preparing dinner, Klein hummed a little tune and waited for the two to come home in a good mood.

He has gradually adapted to both the life in this world and the work of a night watchman, and has a harmonious relationship with his family and colleagues.

These days, he studies mysticism with Old Neil in the morning, exercises with fighting teacher Gawain in the afternoon, and occasionally plays Gwent and fights evil with colleagues such as Leonard. His life is quite fulfilling.

The digestion process of the potion is also progressing smoothly.

After learning from the last Tarot Club that Miss Justice digested the potion so quickly, he spent a lot of time going to the club for divination and also summed up the rules of playing the role of “Fortune Teller”. The potion was just a little bit away from being completely digested.

The only regret is that the surroundings are too quiet.

The secret order members who were tracking him were easily killed by their fellow villagers, Antigonus’s notes have never surfaced, and the materials he read did not contain any traces of secret organizations such as the Witch Cult and the Aurora Society.

There is always a feeling of world peace.

Senior Deacon Lord Krestai is like a stabilizing force. After he came here, no extraordinary events have occurred in Tingen City, causing the Nighthawks to be particularly leisurely recently.

However, a few days ago, Krestey and his mentor’s colleague and good friend Mr. Azik met by chance, and somehow they hit it off and even organized a group tour to the southern continent. Perhaps after this senior deacon leaves, the Nighthawks team will be busy again?

Klein couldn’t help but complain in his heart.

It was clearly agreed that the Night Watchmen could not run around at will, was it really okay for the Senior Deacons to jump around everywhere? Besides, there was a violent sea between the North Continent and the South Continent.

Although a relatively safe waterway has been opened up, the journey is long and the southern continent is primitive and backward in all aspects. Apart from speculative traders, few people go there. Why would you choose that place for sightseeing?
But he was just a poor, weak and helpless fortune teller. One of the opponents was his boss’s boss, and the other was his teacher’s good friend and colleague, who was also his teacher, so he could only shut up and wish the two of them to have fun.

Thinking of this, Klein couldn’t help but think of old Neil and Dunn Smith who were about to leave.

They are already going through the handover procedures, and once the case currently being handled by the Nighthawks team in Antigonus’ Notes is finished, one of them will be transferred to a new city to become a deacon, and the other will retire completely.

By then, Leonard should take over the vacant captain position. He is the Sequence 8 “Midnight Poet”, and claims that he has almost digested the potion and will soon become the Sequence 7 “Nightmare” like Captain Dunn.

That middle school colleague was good in every way except that he gave people a gay feeling and always liked to say ambiguous things to him, which made him think of Sephiroth and Cloud in Final Fantasy…

Just kidding, it’s probably because there are so few women in the Nighthawks team!

There are so few women among the Night Watchers who believe in the Goddess. There will probably be even fewer women among the Mechanical Hearts and the Mandated Punishers, especially the Mandated Punishers. What will it be like when a group of “sailors” and “angry people” get along with each other?
Thinking of this, Klein shuddered for no apparent reason.

Just then, the door opened and Benson, looking a little tired, arrived home first. He smiled as he looked at the prepared meal, his eyes showing approval and satisfaction.

“Although I already said it when you found the job, I have to repeat it again. Watching you gives me the illusion that my child has grown up.”

“It’s a feeling.”

Klein was a little speechless. Before he traveled through time, he had already been a social animal living alone for several years!
Melissa came in later and her eyes lit up when she saw the cake placed in her seat on the table. She subconsciously said:
“Although I am very happy, it is still too expensive to buy the cake directly. It would be much cheaper if I bought the raw materials…”

“That’s a waste of money to buy the ingredients. You can’t make a good cake without the corresponding kitchen utensils, and no one in our family knows how to make one.”

Klein explained with a smile that there were too few entertainment options in this world. As someone who came from the Great Foodie Empire, he really didn’t want to compromise himself when it came to food.

Besides, I just got my salary, so what’s wrong with having a meal?
The three of them had a harmonious dinner.

Benson, exhausted from work, returned to his room early to rest. After eating, Melissa glanced at the model of the ironclad ship on the bookshelf in the living room and asked tentatively.

“Klein, how long has Mr. Xenovia been traveling in Backlund?”

After eating and drinking to his heart’s content, Klein rubbed his stomach and said, “About half a month.”

“Did he tell you when he would be back?”

“It’s hard to say. His financial situation is good and he has the conditions to stay there for a long time. It’s possible that he won’t come back for a long time.”

Klein added silently in his mind that he still owed Luke nine pounds and fifteen pence.

“Oh, I see.”

Seeing Melissa return to her room somewhat disappointed, Klein scratched his face apologetically.

To be fair, his fellow villager’s conditions are really good, but because they are too good, he seriously suspects that his fellow villager is a sea king and will most likely date multiple women in the future.

Klein was willing to be open with his fellow countryman, but to match him with his sister Melissa… this might not be a feasible idea.

click-

The slight sound of a key being inserted into the lock came from next door, and Klein’s expression changed.

As far as he knew, the servant Parrot had not entered the fellow countryman’s room since Luke left.

Could it be that he was robbed?
He frowned, equipped his gun bag, opened the door quietly, and looked out little by little…

“What are you doing here sneaking around?”

A thunderous male voice suddenly sounded, so close that it seemed like he was speaking right into his ear. Klein, who had quietly come out to check the situation, suddenly felt his hair stand on end and took several steps back.

After seeing Luke with a speechless expression on his face and the key in his hand, Klein breathed a sigh of relief. The familiar sense of security eased his tense mood.

“You scared me. Why did you come back so suddenly?”

“I’ll come back naturally when I’m done.”

He glanced at Klein and said, “You seem to be a little stronger than before.”

Realizing that Klein was still Sequence 9, Luke felt as if the topic of his thoughts had returned from the world war to the level of family matters.

Old Zhou, three years to become a god and five years to become an old man, that might be a bit slow.

Klein, who knew nothing about it, puffed out his chest complacently and waved his hand reservedly, with a hint of pride.

“It’s just so-so. A retired knight taught me how to train my body, and the effect is much better than in the gym. Now I have a little bit of abdominal muscles… well, if you put in some effort, you can see them under the light.”

Luke raised his eyebrows and approached Klein. As the other party looked at him in confusion, he placed his palm on top of his head and gestured horizontally to a point where it was not even below his chin.

Klein: …

He didn’t say a word, but he felt provoked.

I want to hit someone, but I can’t!

(End of this chapter)