Night in Igwinte, Gem Theater.
After the charity event concluded, the attendees dispersed one after another. After seeing off all the guests, the venue quickly closed for the night. At this time, other than a few staff members cleaning, there was no one else inside.
Meanwhile, near the theater on the roadside, Dorothy's carriage was parked. Sitting in the carriage, she manipulated her small Corpse Puppet to carefully survey the scene inside the theater.
Undoubtedly, the master of this theater was Bill; this was another stronghold of the Holy Communion Society. After failing to track Viscount Field, Dorothy returned to the theater, hoping to gather some other useful information here.
Dorothy's small Corpse Puppet searched within the theater, but found nothing significant. Bill did not seem to be in the theater, and the other staff members had nothing particularly noteworthy about them.
Just as Dorothy was preparing to retrieve the Corpse Puppet and withdraw, she suddenly saw the spacious stage in the empty hall. Looking at the stage, Dorothy couldn't help but have some thoughts.
'The song sung by those children, ""Lamb Song,"" is a secret transmission. Although it has been adapted and diluted several times, making the Spirit Sight weak and harmless to ordinary people, it is still very weak, but that doesn't mean it's absent. Besides ordinary people, there were other Extraordinary present, especially Extraordinary of the ""Lamp,"" who were there. Even if the Spirit Sight was weak, they should have felt something was off. Since they didn't react...'
Thinking this, Dorothy began to manipulate the small Corpse Puppet to crawl towards the stage. Finally, using a gecko, it successfully climbed to the bottom of the stage. Then, she saw a scene she had expected inside.
At the bottom of the stage, invisible to ordinary people, on the other side of the stage floor, a large magic circle was drawn. The contents of the magic circle were complex, and Dorothy could not understand most of it, but she could discern its meaning from the spiritual symbols within.
At the center of the magic circle beneath the stage, a gold coin with a positive triangle pattern was depicted. This was the symbol of the ""Stone,"" thus this was a magic circle with the meaning of the ""Stone."
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Seeing this scene, Dorothy understood. The ""Stone"" is opposite to the ""Cup"" and can suppress or even neutralize each other. Therefore, the weak Spirit Sight of the ""Cup"" secret transmission was further suppressed by the ""Stone"" magic circle, making its effect so weak that even the ""Lamp"" Extraordinary couldn't detect it.
Dorothy had witnessed this method of suppressing Spirit Sight by relying on spiritual opposition from Aldrich. At that time, he used strange glasses, incense, and the ""Stone"" magic circle to suppress the Spirit Sight of the incomplete scroll of the Saintly Body Dissection Art that Dorothy had given him.
'Heh, as expected, there's something hidden beneath here. This can be used. It will be useful when reporting tomorrow.
'Although I don't know Viscount Field's motive for doing this yet, since he did it, he should bear the risk.'
Looking at the magic circle beneath the stage, Dorothy thought, then she slowly retrieved her small Corpse Puppets from the theater and began to contemplate her strategy for tomorrow.
'Sigh... Facing that Black Rank, it's still a bit difficult for me alone... I need a helper...' Stroking her chin, Dorothy thought this, and finally she thought of the Sister she had met just today.
'It seems that she is the only one who can provide direct help right now...'
While thinking, Dorothy closed her eyes, then pretended to pray inwardly and said.
'Great Aka... my investigation is in difficulty. I want to seek the help of a companion again. I request to communicate directly with that Hui Guang Sister just now, in the form of a letter.'
After praying, Dorothy sent the prayer information through the information channel.
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Inside the Igwinte Hui Guang Church, Vanya, who had just entered her room and was preparing for her usual prayer, heard a familiar female voice echoing in her mind again and was momentarily flustered.
'It's here again. Is this the same girl I met in the washroom before? Does she have something else to communicate with me? And in the form of a letter... What is a letter...'
Hearing this voice, Vanya immediately untied the holy book she carried from her waist, placed it on the table, and began to turn the pages. Finally, she found some slightly messy new handwriting on a blank space on a new page.
"Hello, Sister."
'This, was this written by that girl before? So this book can communicate with that one, and also serve as a tool for communication between that one's believers... Ah, no! I am not yet a believer of that one, I am a Sister of the Holy Mother, I just happened to receive that one's grace by chance!'
Vanya shook her head, thinking. Then, after thinking for a moment, she picked up a pen and wrote in the book.
"Hello, is there anything else you need help with?"
The handwriting Vanya wrote slowly disappeared, and new words appeared.
"You are an Extraordinary of the 'Light', right? Do you have the means to track from a long distance?'
Dorothy asked this. She knew the other party was a Sister of the Shining Light Church, and her status was not too low, allowing her to attend the charity event. Moreover, many of the moves in the Laulent Sword Technique she had exchanged required the expenditure of 'Light', so Dorothy guessed that the other party might be an Extraordinary of the 'Light', but not of a high rank.
Looking at the question that appeared before her, Vanya's brows furrowed slightly, and then she continued to write.
"I do, but I lack some materials. May I ask... what do you need this ability for."
The reply before Vanya gradually faded, and after she waited for a moment, new information appeared.
"To save."
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Time flew by, the moon set and the sun rose.
In the early morning, on the apartment building on Nanyang Flower Road, Grego, who had just woken up, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, eating a grilled sausage while flipping through the newspaper he had just gotten from the door. It extensively reported on the great success of last night's charity event.
The door opened, and Dorothy, wearing a light white dress, walked into the living room. What she saw was Grego leaning close to the newspaper as if searching for something, and she asked in confusion.
"Good morning, Grego, what are you looking at? You're so close."
"Good morning, Dorothy, I'm looking at the report of yesterday's charity event, seeing if any of these photos accidentally captured my sister."
Turning his head, Grego said with a smile. Dorothy had told him that she had attended the charity event. When Grego first heard it, he was quite proud, thinking that his sister was promising and could be invited to high-society gatherings at such a young age.
So he went through the photos in the newspaper early this morning to see if he could find a trace of his sister among them.
"Forget it, the camera is so blurry, how could it possibly capture me sitting in the audience?" Dorothy shrugged, then picked up a glass of milk and started drinking.
"Hehe, I'm just looking. Oh, by the way, Dorothy, isn't today the weekend and you have a day off? Why are you up so early?" Grego continued to ask, and Dorothy answered directly.
"I'm going to Cien Orphanage to see off a child today. The child adopted by Viscount Field last night was my student when I was a volunteer teacher at the orphanage." Dorothy replied briefly. Listening to her words, Grego's eyes lit up.
"Viscount Field's soon-to-be adopted daughter is actually your student. This will be a connection in the future... You're really something, Dorothy, you've only been in Igwinte for a short time and you're already paving the way for future development. You're much better than your old brother, me. My first year in Igwinte was spent in that damn factory."
Grego said with a smile. Dorothy finished her milk, rolled her eyes at him, and then replied.
"You'd better finish your breakfast quickly and go to work. What time is it now? I remember you don't have a day off today, do you?"
"Ah... Yes, yes, yes. Really, things haven't been peaceful lately, always working overtime..."
"But thankfully, today should be the last day. After today's overtime, I should be able to rest a bit."
Sighing, Grego finished his breakfast, put on his jacket, said goodbye to Dorothy, walked out the door, went down the stairs, left the apartment building, and set off for work.
By the window upstairs, Dorothy watched Grego walk away on the road. After biting into a grilled sausage, she slowly said.
"Go... go... By the time you get there, your new overtime project will almost be there too."