[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 400 Seeing his disdain for Gin
Amuro Tooru frowned slightly, then quickly replied with a short message.
Always be mindful of safety and don't overexert yourself.
[OK~ I got it, I got it.]
Putting his phone away, Behringer, wearing a black cloak, sat on a branch of a tree, leaning against the trunk, and waved a map in his hand.
He clicked his tongue softly, his soft voice swallowed by the darkness.
"The Hall of Sunset..."
...
Bechfenger spent several days traversing the deep mountains and forests before finally finding the villa hidden deep in the mountains.
He stood on a tree branch, gazing at the Sunset Pavilion, which was still quite far away and could only be seen as a small dot. He leaned against the tree trunk and sighed mournfully.
"Damn it, they hid so well. I should have called my other clones to come with me. It's so frustrating that teleportation isn't working. It's like having a delicious meal in front of you but not being able to eat it because you have to avoid certain foods."
With another long sigh, Behffiner jumped off the tree trunk and flew towards that spot.
Fortunately, he can still fly.
"Chirp!?"
Turning his head to glance at the little bird beside him, Behringer gave a harmless smile and raised his hand, "Hi."
Behfinger sped up, much to the bird's astonishment, while the bird behind him, unaware of what was ahead, crashed into a tree trunk with a thud.
About an hour later, Behffiner stood with his hands on his hips above the Sunset Pavilion. Comparing it to the Twilight Villa, the two seemed to be about the same size, only their structures were different.
The Sunset Pavilion looks more like a castle.
However, its eerie atmosphere makes it look more like a large haunted house than the Twilight Villa.
With his feet on the ground, Behringer looked up at the door in front of him and took out his phone to check it.
"There's still a signal?" Xiu Gou was shocked.
He sent Gin a message, then casually put his phone back in his hand, and then struggled to open the door of the Sunset Mansion.
Then came a thick layer of dust.
Béhfinger rolled his eyes as he brushed a large spider off his shoulder. "You always leave this kind of work to me? Don't you have any usable codename members left in the organization?!"
He continued exploring inside while cursing and swearing.
After touring the entire Sunset Mansion and exploring all the tunnels and secret passages, Behefinger randomly found a room, cast a cleansing spell, took out a blanket from his cloak, spread it on the bed, and collapsed onto it.
Meanwhile, Gin, who had received Asti's text message, glanced at the silver-haired boy nestled in Vermouth's arms, eating snacks, drinking lemon tea, and watching cartoons with a happy smile, then looked away with a slight twitch of his lips.
"We've got news from Asti, are you ready?"
Bertrand paused in his lemon tea sip, then took another sip, ate a small cookie, and only then did he seem to have a moment to reply, "Ready, ready~"
He popped another cookie into his mouth, picked up a damp towel from the table to wipe his hands, and then held out his hand to Gin, "Quick, give me the phone~"
Gin: ...
Don't you have one yourself?
"Oh, I see." Bertrand calmly withdrew his hand, rummaged in his bag, casually sent a message to Berry and Bourbon, and then put it back.
Seeing his dismissive attitude towards Gin, Vermouth turned her head, covered her face with one hand, and laughed silently.