Night Journey

Chapter 65 Team Building

Chapter 65 Team Building
The effects of the Tidal Night on Hel City did not last long. Two weeks later, the Spirit Craftsmen had completely repaired the high walls, and the curfew in Hel City was lifted.

"Ha... the overtime is finally over."

Dai Lin rubbed his bloodshot eyes and slumped wearily onto his desk.

During the curfew, city guards worked in two shifts to conduct thorough patrols of the streets and alleys.

Even if some staff members are injured in the battle against the Corrupted Mountain and the Devouring Worms, as long as they are not completely incapacitated, they are forced to return to work to ensure that no accidents occur.

"The night of the tide is an ordeal in every sense."

On the other side of the office, Cillian was leaning back on the sofa, sighing deeply.

Although Ciri performed exceptionally well in battle, although he was wounded and bled, although... just as the city council ordered, as long as he could still wield a sword, he had to stay at his post.

With almost no rest, Cillian was assigned to the night patrol to prevent the Chaos Cultists from causing a new wave of chaos in Hel City.

“Hel experiences several tidal nights every year, but this time the city council’s reaction was exceptionally strong.”

Elton, who rarely spoke, also spoke up. He was standing at the office door, his figure huddled in the corner, making him hard to notice.

"is it?"

As a stranger in a foreign land, Cirien didn't know enough about the city of Hel.

“This must be related to what happened before.” Anya pushed open the door and entered. “Do you remember the front page headline in the newspapers?”

"which one?"

Without looking up, Dai Lin asked.

Anya faced Dalin, but glanced sideways at Cillian, observing his reaction.

"Our investigation has confirmed that the torch that went out in the night belonged to a city-state called Baiya Town."

Behind the scenes, the city sanitation bureau was already operating efficiently, and the atmosphere in the office became tense.

"Over the years, although Hull City and White Cliff Town have had no communication, we still confirm each other's existence through the standing of the Lighthouse."

Anya continued, "Until recently, White Cliff Town went out of power."

"Um……"

Dailin raised his head, letting out heavy breathing.

Cillian continued to stare at the ceiling, his expression unreadable.

“The destruction of White Cliff Town has caused panic in the city council,” Anya pulled up a chair and sat down. “Although the cause of White Cliff Town’s destruction is unclear, it is most likely related to the power of chaos.”

"In this way, the city council's reaction becomes reasonable. Not to mention, we have already confirmed that there are indeed chaotic forces active within the city."

Anya suddenly steered the conversation toward Cillian, asking, "What do you think, Cillian?"

"I?"

Ciri sat up straight, looking completely indifferent.

"I don't care about that kind of thing."

Anya joked, "This is not the mindset a city sanitation bureau employee should have."

Cillian held the Boiling Sword horizontally in front of him. "I just think that caring about these things is a waste of energy."

"Oh?"

"Absolute facts will not change because of our thinking."

Ciri held the Boiling Sword horizontally in front of him and stroked the cold scabbard. "We might as well use this time to rest and recharge."

He paused for a moment, then deliberately drew out his words.

"So, what's this party that Mafone was talking about? Does it count as taking up a day off?"

With the turmoil of the Tidal Night subsided, Cillian finally enjoyed a short vacation. He had planned to sleep all day, but Mefuni summoned him to the City Guard Bureau, saying there was a party that everyone had to attend.

Meifuni poked her head out from behind the door and said with a grin.

"We call this team building, how can you call it taking up a day off?"

She popped out, still wearing that familiar red and white outfit, but the skirt and hem had been changed, making her look extremely glamorous.

"But you, Cillian, I already said we should just have fun today, so why are you carrying a sword?"

Mayford examined the bandaged sword.

From the first day he met Cillian, he was inseparable from this sword, which was always wrapped in bandages, obscuring its true appearance.

"personal habit."

"Ok."

Mefuni knew that Cillian was just giving her the runaround, so she wisely didn't press the matter.

"Everyone, the venue is ready, we can go now!"

Meifuni called it a team building event, but it was more like a private party, hosted by the Love family, to which Meifuni belongs.

To thank the City Guard for their steadfast service, to celebrate Hel City surviving yet another night of high tide, to... to...

They used a lot of "for" reasons, but Cillian just thought they were making up excuses to wallow in alcohol.

Cillian didn't want to get involved. He'd rather have a good sleep during the day so he'd have the energy to wander the streets and alleys at night, searching for potential Chaos followers.

His soul essence concentration is approaching the threshold for a breakthrough, which inevitably makes people a little anxious.

"Not going? How can you? You've performed so well, you're the City Guard's rising star!"

Upon hearing Cillian's refusal, Maefuni shouted this and dragged him out of the house. Back to the present, Maefuni frowned, scrutinizing Cillian's attire from head to toe.

"Any questions?"

Cillian felt a little uneasy under her gaze.

"You're going to wear this?" Meghanie asked.

Cillian tugged at his collar. "I think the City Guard's uniforms are pretty good."

"Sigh..." Mefuni sighed helplessly, "Cillian, you need to learn how to dress yourself up, what if you meet a girl you like?"

Cillian had a vague idea of why Maefuni was so insistent on having him participate.

"The girl I like?"

Cillian shook his head. "Forget it, I don't want to dress myself up as a fat goose wagging its head and rolling around in a paint palette."

"what?"

Meifuni was completely bewildered by this string of words.

She stared at Cillian's face.

Cillian looked at her with a serious expression.

Meifuni gave up trying to understand his ramblings.

"Never mind, there's no time to spare, let's leave it at that for now."

As she spoke, Mefuni untied the brooch and pinned it to Cillian's uniform as decoration.

“These little accessories, when used properly, can really enhance your charm.”

Ciri looked down. It was an enamel brooch shaped like a sun... no, it wasn't a sun, but a blooming sunflower.

"How about it?"

Meifuni leaned forward and asked with a grin.

Cillian paused for a moment, then smiled in response.

"very beautiful."

"That's good," Mafenny said, turning to the others. "Let's go!"

Cillian watched Mafoni's retreating figure, his expression turning cold.

Throughout the entire city of Hel, the only person who knew he belonged to the Sunflower Clan was Rolf, and Rolf did not want to get involved in any conflicts, only wanting to maintain his current stable life.

By chance?
Based on Cillian's understanding of Maefoni, the girl had always appeared innocent, as if she had never been hurt by the cruel world.

That's normal. She is the little princess of the Lof family, and the Centipede Merchant Guild behind her supports the fragile trade routes of Hel City. Even the city council values her to some extent.

So, was someone using MaeFone to test me?
Cirien pondered for a moment, then followed the crowd to the street, where a striking orange-yellow color caught his eye.

On the street corner, outside the entrance of a small jewelry shop, sunflower brooches are hanging everywhere.

“Cillian?”

Meifuni quietly approached, looking hesitant, as if she had a lot to say but didn't know how to say it.

Cillian spoke first, pointing to the trinkets shop, "Did you buy it at this shop?"

"Hmm." Meifuni nodded. "I bought it a few days ago when I was jogging."

She guessed wrong, and quickly added.

"It's just a very affordable little trinket, not expensive at all. Consider it a gift from me."

When she first started working at the City Guard Bureau, Mafoni often gave gifts that she thought were nothing special but that others considered very valuable, which made it difficult for everyone to accept.

"fine."

Cillian sighed, realizing he had been overthinking things; it was just a coincidence.

"That's good, and then..."

After hesitating for a long time, Meifuni finally spoke with difficulty.

Do you remember Valerie?

As soon as Maefuni finished speaking, Cillian pictured the woman who was so interested in him, even to the point of being fanatical.

"what happened?"

“Didn’t we discuss this before? You should personally reject her once and completely dispel her idea,” Maefuni said. “She’s also at the club.”

“I’m sorry, Cillian, I didn’t expect her to be so troublesome.”

Meifuni first apologized, then encouraged her, "Cheer up! Just break it off cleanly today, and I'll treat you to dinner afterwards to make amends!"

Cillian nodded and joked, "Okay, and you're great too, Mafone."

"Ok?"