Chapter 177 The Past of the Two
"You came here in the middle of the night to grab this manuscript, and even brought your daughter with you. Are you playing house?"
Angel asked in confusion when she saw that the Dominican Federation was no longer rushing towards her and lowered her gun hand.
Back in Enmat Harbor, Sonya, who called herself "Justice," was acquiring extraordinary materials for the "Fortune Teller" potion. Two months had passed, and she was likely to have become a fortune teller now. She knew that this sequence had diverse divination methods and could perform various ritual magics, but had no direct combat capabilities.
Even when she first became an assassin, she knew not to bring teammates like this with her when carrying out dangerous operations. If it weren't for the burden of this little fortune teller, with the skills of the Dominican Federation, even if they couldn't beat her, they would still have no problem escaping.
"You probably don't live in the East District, right? Leaving her alone here would be even more dangerous."
The Dominican Federation's expression had returned to normal when Angel put down the gun. After hearing her question, he glanced at Sonya who was squeezed against the wall before answering.
"I asked him to take my..."
A head with long brown hair emerged from the cloak and retorted softly.
"But you can't protect her 24 hours a day." Angel put his gun back into the holster, but still stood beside Sonya to prevent the Dominican Federation from escaping or continuing the attack. "What should we do now? They should have seen your face."
She originally wanted to follow the thief named Gao Li to see whether the "boss" was just trying to get the documents back or had other plans for the house she rented. Unexpectedly, when she entered the room stealthily, she saw a fierce fight in the Dominican Federation, with both the boss and his subordinates knocked down. Now it was even more difficult.
If Gao Li or the "boss" had a better memory, they would probably draw a portrait of the Dominican Commonwealth based on their impression after waking up, find them and take revenge.
"It doesn't matter. In the East District, it's much harder to find people than money."
Unexpectedly, this impulsive "provocateur" just took a look at the three people lying on the ground, shook his head, and did not mention killing to silence them.
Is it because Sonya is next to him?
Angel guessed secretly.
Of course, the East District, as the lower echelon of Backlund, had a large population and high mobility, making it nearly impossible to find someone based solely on a portrait. However, some necessary counter-divination measures were still necessary. If an official Beyonder were to intervene and perform a divination, not only would the Dominican Federation, but even Sonya, who hadn't been seen, be exposed.
She mobilized her spiritual power and summoned several black flames, which floated around the room. She used the power of fire and curse to block the mystical connection between several people and avoid being tracked by divination and other means.
Seeing the black flames, the Dominican Federation's eyes fixed, as if they would launch an attack at any time, while Sonia kept staring at Angel's movements with wide eyes until the black flames slowly dissipated, and then she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"Come on, go to your hiding place and let's discuss what to do with this 'manuscript'."
Angel took one last look at the three people lying unconscious on the ground and said to the Dominican Federation.
Since he said someone had paid a high price for the manuscript of the "Third Generation Difference Engine," Angel wasn't going to let go of this extra income. He needed money for his own advancement, and even more so for living in Backlund. More income was always good.
"Oh, how could I possibly take you..."
The Dominican Federation opened its mouth with a skillful provocation, but after Angel raised the briefcase in his hand and glanced at Sonya beside him, he quickly swallowed it back and obediently led the way.
Look, this is the consequence of taking people who have no fighting ability to the battlefield...
Angel complained inwardly, and he and Sonya followed the "provocateur" out of the three-story building.
Sonya was very clear about her position. She walked beside Angel step by step without saying a word, just wrapping herself tightly in her cloak.
The three of them walked through several streets and alleys and came to a building that looked like an archway. There were four-story buildings on both sides of the street, and there was a passage across the street above, connecting the buildings on both sides of the street into one.
The Dominican Federation took Angel to the third floor of one of the buildings, took out the key to open the door, stood by the door, and made a "please" gesture.
Looking at the dark room, Angel felt a slight chill from the magic mirror next to him, and remembering his specialty of the "Hunter" path, he chuckled and reached out to hold Sonya's shoulder.
The Dominican Federation, whose intention was discovered, had a gloomy look on its face. It walked into the room first, pressed the button a few times behind the door frame, and then turned back.
"Come in, the trap is lifted."
The three of them entered the house. Dominican Federation turned on the gas lamp in the room, letting the warm light fill the living room. Then he took off his cloak and threw it on the armchair beside him.
"Sonia, you should go to your room and rest first. Recover your spirit. Is that okay?"
He asked the last question to Angel.
Looking around, Angel saw that this two-bedroom apartment had only one main door and no other access. He nodded and lowered his hand that was pressing on Sonya's shoulder.
The young lady looked at the Dominican Federation worriedly, then slowly walked into the inner bedroom and closed the door.
"Please sit down and let's talk. As you can see, there's no tea or coffee to serve you."
After watching Sonia return to her room, the Dominican Federation sat down on his cloak and placed his hands on the table, indicating that he would not make any secret moves.
"First, tell me how you came to Backlund and ended up living in a place like this," Angel said bluntly, sitting down in the chair opposite him. He placed the file bag on the table but held it down with his hand. "Did the official Beyonders discover that she had become a fortune teller?"
"You know?" The Dominican Federation showed a hint of surprise on its face, and then suddenly realized, "It seems that you know what extraordinary materials are needed for the Fortune Teller's Potion... But we didn't flee Enmat Port because of this, but because..."
"Sonia's father, Hansen Claude, is an import-export businessman. Most of his business is between Loen and the colonies, so he has settled in Enmat Port for over ten years."
"Shortly after I sold you the Instigator's extraordinary properties, Mr. Hansen's business strategy became radical and risky, which displeased many of his business partners and strained his financial resources. Sonya was curious and worried about what had happened to her father, so she commissioned me to investigate."
"I secretly checked Mr. Hansen's account books and discovered that many of the accounts didn't match, amounting to thousands of pounds. I also investigated some of his business partners and even those close to him, and discovered that he was influenced by a young man he had just met. He regarded him as a think tank and regarded his words as gospel, without any opinions of his own."
"Instigator?"
Angel interrupted and asked, feeling a sense of familiarity with what the Dominican Commonwealth described.
"Yes, instigator," the "provocateur" sighed softly. "Of course, my first thought was to report the case and find an official Beyonder. But Sonya and I are Beyonders too, so it's hard to hide it. So I wanted to solve the problem myself, maybe even follow the clues and recover Mr. Hansen's losses..."
When Angel heard this, he had already guessed what would happen next, but out of politeness, he did not interrupt his narration.
"...I really should have listened to you and not messed with the witch cult. They killed Mr. Hansen and Mrs. Steven. I fought tooth and nail to get her out. We sailed south overnight to Pritz Harbor, then took a steam train to Backlund."
"How can you be sure it's the Witch Cult? As far as I know, they're not the only ones who possess low-sequence potions of the 'Assassin' Path."
Hearing the other party's certainty, Angel asked in confusion.
"It must be them. That woman has frost and black flames, and she also has a way to trap others. Mr. Hansen's bodyguard, a 'fighter,' died at her hands in a single encounter. Ha, if I didn't know you had nothing to do with them, I would have been tempted to attack you when I saw you using black flame just now."
I did have some connection with them in the past, and maybe I will in the future... However, the abilities he mentioned should belong to the "Witch of Pleasure". That means she must be a member of the "Witch Cult", and most likely the "Mentor" in charge of Enmat Port. It's not surprising that she can easily kill a Sequence 8 "Fighter".
I didn't expect that the "Witch Cult" has done a lot of bad things in Enmat Port again. I don't know if they are wanted by the official Beyonders, and whether they have been caught or killed.
Angel thought secretly, without noticing that she had returned to the Nighthawk's way of thinking. She quickly interrupted her scattered thoughts and returned to the Dominican Federation in front of her.
"I originally wanted to take Sonya to see her uncle who does business in Backlund, but I didn't expect that unlucky guy to be involved in a criminal case and is now imprisoned. His two sons are in debt and are busy rescuing their father, so they can't help us at all."
"So you're hiding in the East District to avoid being tracked by the 'Witch Cult'?"
"As you said, that's exactly what happened," the Dominican Federation said with a self-deprecating smile. "We've been in the East District for a month now. With her, I don't dare take on anything too dangerous, so I can only do simple commissions. Her divination skills can be of some help. If I weren't saving money to sail to Bayam in the Rorsted Archipelago, I wouldn't have thought of stealing this manuscript."
There are still many questions... How did he, a Sequence 8, escape from the "Witch of Pleasure" with his men? Why had he remained in the East District for so long without being found by the witch cult, which is proficient in divination? And why did they go to Bayam?
More questions popped up in Angel's mind. If she was interrogating someone, she would definitely ask them one by one and let them answer them one by one. But now it was just a communication and negotiation. If she went into details, the other party might not answer.
So she decided to return to the most important issue - the design manuscript of the "Difference Engine".
"How did you know this manuscript would be in that building? And how did you plan to sell it?"
Hearing the question, the Dominican Federation looked towards Sonya's room.
"Have you forgotten? I have a fortune teller here. After collecting relevant reports and information, she predicted that this manuscript would appear there later this evening. We went there to wait, but to our surprise..."
"I didn't expect that besides the manuscript, there would be me?"
"Ahem—yes."
I was wearing a "Magic Pocket Watch," which interfered with divination, and my "Secret Holy Symbol" was immune to divinations below the level of demigods... As a Sequence 9 diviner, it's understandable that Sonya didn't notice me...
Angel thought to himself.
"As for how the manuscript will be sold, it involves a secret gathering held regularly. Someone is publicly soliciting clues leading to the manuscript at the gathering. Any valid clue will receive a reward. If you can get the manuscript, he is willing to pay 2,000 pounds for it."
"Two thousand pounds?"
Angel asked back, with a slight tremor in his voice.
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