She is not an investigator.

Then Igris gave a cold laugh, which made Alex's scalp tingle.

“I’ve said it before, I’ll make sure she’s in the hospital for two or three months sooner or later.”

"You really are... vindictive."

"Thank you."

"This is not a compliment..."

As a public official, Alex should not have supported Igris's violent coping mechanisms, but Alex is a special case; she will only become more violent.

So she was happy to see Igris give the phantom thief a good beating.

"If you have specific plans, you can call me."

"The Special Investigations Department might alert the enemy if they go there."

Igris gently shook her head, refusing Alex's help.

But Alex waved his hand and said...

"I said, call me, not the Special Investigations Division,"

Igris blinked and understood what she meant.

She went there to watch the play.

"It won't be long. I'll let you know when the opportunity arises."

Igris wasn't a petty person. Even though she had started planning this several days in advance, she just liked to plan ahead, not that she was petty.

In short, Igris will catch that guy soon.

"I wish you all the best."

Alex leaned back in his chair again and stretched out a big yawn.

"There's one more thing."

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, Igris had a lot to say to her today, since usually by this time, Igris would already be preparing to leave.

"Is there anything else?"

Have you ever heard of torrential rain?

Igris felt it was necessary for Alex to know this, even though she hadn't actually encountered any torrential rain yet, she had indeed seen the existence of torrential rain in that space.

Most importantly, it seems to have invaded that world, turning it into a trap from which there is no return. But will such a torrential rain happen in Molkens?

"There shouldn't be any rain in the near future. Winter is coming soon, and if it does rain, it'll probably be snowing."

Alex shook his head slightly, unable to grasp the true meaning behind Igris's words.

"I mean... special rain, rain that symbolizes the return of time... has it ever been recorded?"

At this, Alex's expression turned strange. She didn't answer Igris immediately, but instead began to think about something.

"Your words remind me of some... strange guys."

"?"

Alex's sense of relaxation vanished, replaced by a feeling of mystery.

"You know that the full name of the Special Investigations Division is the Special Incidents Handling Division, which is a department under the police force, right?"

Igris nodded; Pasa had already mentioned this to her.

But Alex went on to say something.

"Obviously, each city has its own police station and special investigation department, and we are interconnected, forming a network that covers as much of the area as possible... This means that we should be the best, and only, people to handle these matters, and other people no longer need to worry about any unusual occurrences happening around them... But about ten years ago, we discovered some strange people."

"So all that buildup is just to talk about those same people?"

"Listen to me quietly... They claim to be... from the future."

Igris froze, staring blankly at Alex in front of her, as if trying to make sure she knew how unbelievable what she had just said.

Seeing Igris's expression, Alex couldn't help but smile, seemingly quite pleased with Igris's current appearance.

"They call themselves the Time and Space Administration, and are some strange people from the future who have helped us deal with some relatively tricky incidents... Although they are strange, they are indeed quite powerful. Their most distinctive feature is probably that each of them has a uniquely shaped key. The specific purpose is unclear, but in their words... it is to obtain power from the story?"

Alex spoke in obscure and difficult-to-understand language, which Igris couldn't comprehend, but she liked the name Time and Space Administration.

He looks very cool, but I also feel like he might be chased and bitten by some kind of hunting dog.

"But they didn't stay long. After dealing with some particularly difficult matters, they disappeared. No one knows where they went. Perhaps they went back to the future, or perhaps they went to the distant past."

"So what does this have to do with the torrential rain?"

"They were brought here by the torrential rain."

Alex said casually to Igris.

"That torrential rain not only brought them, but also brought disaster."

The Gods' Fool - The Rain: Chapter Nineteen, Constantine's Farewell

After leaving the Special Investigations Department, Alex's words kept echoing in Iglesias's mind.

The torrential rain does exist; it's like a torrent flowing from the future to the past, carrying objects from different eras to the next shore.

Heavy rain can take away many things, but it can also bring many things.

Igris didn't know much about the people from the Time and Space Administration, but when it came to the strange keys, the first thing that came to her mind was the ones in Talia's hands.

But if that's really the case, and those people come from the future...

"Igris, someone is looking for you."

Amelida's voice interrupted Igris's thoughts. She looked up and saw the figure standing in the doorway.

"What, Father? Won't you come in and have a seat?"

It's Constantine; it seems his health is mostly fine now.

Constantine slowly walked into the office and sighed softly.

"I guess you already know."

"What do you know? Your purpose in coming here, or your resignation?"

"Yes, I've come to say goodbye."

Constantine seemed inexplicably melancholy; although this farewell was not a final goodbye, he was still somewhat wistful.

"Where do you plan to go next? Go back to being a priest?"

Igris wasn't very happy either, but if he really found a better place to go, Igris would wish him well.

"I plan to... go to Biyanka."

It's a coastal city, and its pollution is a little better than that of Molkens, but not by much.

Besides the sea, what impressed Igris most about the place was the tragic train accident she had heard from Adam.

However, Igris didn't understand what was worth going there for him, since everything there, except for the sea, was also found in Molkens.

Apart from zoos.

Igris had originally planned to take the Mirror Demon to broaden its horizons, but unfortunately there was no zoo here.

Even if they did, they'd probably be choked to death by the smog.

"So you have your own plans for going there? What are you going to do there?"

"Uh...you might think it's a little inappropriate to say this, but I'm going to go there to work as an exorcist."

"It's really not appropriate."

Igris could almost picture Constantine ending up half-frozen to death on the streets because he had no clients.

"I have to remind you."

Igris said with a serious expression.

"Leaving aside whether the local church and special investigation department would welcome an exorcist, and how many people actually believe in spirits, Bayanka is a western city, do you know what that means?"

"what does that mean?"

Constantine seemed genuinely unaware, but Igris was happy to explain it to him.

“Cowboys, and witches.”

"Honestly, I still can't help but be amazed when you compare the two things."

Constantine seemed to be conjuring up an image of a cowboy pointing a gun at a witch, which was indeed quite incongruous.

That's not the point.

Igris tapped the table, emphasizing her words.

"The point is, your marksmanship... okay, even if your marksmanship is pretty good, those witches really do know magic, you..."

It seems like he can do that too?

"I…?"

In short, I don't recommend you go.

Although he was a good shot, had experience working in the Special Investigations Department, knew magic, understood mysticism and theology, and could even carve talisman bullets.

……

It seems that Igris really doesn't need to stop him anymore.

"And most importantly, you don't have money, right? The cost of living in that city won't be much lower. If you don't have a stable income, you'll have a hard time getting through this winter."

"That is indeed a problem, so I've saved up a little money, which should be enough for me to live there for a while."

Constantine had actually prepared everything; it's hard to imagine when he started preparing.

Maybe he was lying in the hospital and had nothing to do, so he kept thinking about these things?

"Well... I'll miss you, Father."

Igris could only sigh regretfully; another of her friends had left.