The past was built upon collecting unique characteristics.

Suddenly Charlotte seemed to remember something and quickly said:

"By the way, Mr. Paul came to see me yesterday and asked me to tell you that there is no need to worry about your identity being exposed. Your real name is not on record, and your identity is only that of a temporary psychologist."

Well, at least you've prepared a disguise for me in advance.

This way, I wouldn't have to go looking for him specifically or handle any clean-up work, reducing the risk of exposure... Morian quickly understood the other party's good intentions.

"Did Paul, the butler, give any other instructions?" he pressed, his tone less urgent than before.

"Yes, he also left a letter and an item," Charlotte said with a smile, taking an envelope and a wooden box from a small cabinet next to her.

The envelope was simple, not the gold-embossed kind used by royalty, but just the ordinary envelopes commonly used by ordinary residents.

Pull out the letter paper, and several lines of beautiful and neat handwriting appear on the paper.

To the esteemed Mr. Thias:

By the time you read this letter, we will have left Hiran and started a new life. I must thank you for everything you have done for us, and thank you for the things you said to me.

Words cannot express the gratitude we feel for Diana and me. You not only saved our lives, but also gave us new possibilities.

And that promise, I think I will never forget it in this lifetime. If we have the opportunity to return to Hiran in the future, we will thank you in person again.

To express my deepest gratitude, I asked Paul to enclose a gift with this letter. It was once my most treasured private possession, which had been kept in the White Rose Palace, somewhere only I knew about.

This amazing object is called the "Siren," and through testing, we discovered that it can fire a total of three different types of bullets.

The first type is the "Sonic Bullet," which is also the most common attack method. After the bullet hits the target, it will first cause a mental penetration injury, and then a secondary explosion will occur inside, which can destroy some light armor.

Secondly, there are special "illusion bullets." These bullets are not offensive; after hitting a designated area, they remain in place and create an illusion within a certain range to confuse the opponent.

It can also fire a "mind control missile," which, upon impact, grants the holder temporary control over the target, causing them to act against their will.

The manipulation time ranges from one to two seconds, depending on the target's mental strength and willpower. It should be noted that only one "mind control missile" can be launched per day.

May it help you on your future path.

—Your forever friend, Eric Everett.

After reading it, Morian carefully folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.

Recalling what he had said when he punched Eric in the chest, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Judging from the letters, they should have found a foothold in the Kingdom of Arcandia and gradually settled into a peaceful life, no longer needing to worry.

At least, all their efforts were not in vain, and the story had a happy ending.

Then he opened the dark wooden box.

The bottom of the box was lined with dark velvet, and a gleaming pistol was placed there.

To be precise, it is a "gunblade".

This pistol has smooth lines and a dark blue metallic sheen. Its surface is engraved with intricate tidal patterns, retaining the coldness unique to firearms while also incorporating an elegant design.

Its barrel is longer than that of a regular revolver, with a sharp blade extending from below the barrel. The blade appears to be detachable, meaning it can be attached to the barrel or removed for use as a separate weapon.

Morian took it out of the container. It felt somewhat heavy in his hand. Holding it, he seemed to hear the sound of surging waves and faint whispers.

A magical item named after a siren… He raised an eyebrow and tried to let his spiritual senses reach out to feel the aura contained within it.

Soon, a faint yet melodious sound rang out from within my mind; it was a kind of song that seemed to soothe the soul.

Even Charlotte, upon seeing the design of this pistol, couldn't help but murmur a soft admiration:

"What beautiful weapons!"

"Yes, I think so too." Morian nodded in agreement.

"I'm afraid this amazing item is quite valuable," he estimated, and continued, "If it appeared at an auction, it would fetch at least two thousand pounds."

Charlotte, seeing the way he examined the gunblade, smiled and said:

"It seems that His Highness Eric and the others are truly grateful to you."

"Help and gratitude are mutual," Morian chuckled as he carefully placed the "Siren" back into the box. "But this is indeed a perfect reward."

A precious weapon that combines ranged damage output, crowd control, and the ability to turn the tide of battle is a perfect match for his versatile fighting style.

As a thank-you gift, it far exceeded my expectations.

He carefully put away the wooden box and the letter, then looked up at Charlotte:

"I may need to keep a low profile for the next period of time."

"Although the royal family has announced the results of the investigation and promised not to pursue those involved in the second prince's faction, there will likely be no shortage of behind-the-scenes investigations and searches."

Just to be on the safe side, it's best to lay low for a while.

"Sir, are you planning to reduce your public appearances for the time being?" Charlotte asked with concern, taken aback.

"Yes, I will contact you again if necessary."

Morian expressed his sincere gratitude in a deep voice:

"Thank you, Charlotte. Thanks to you for helping with the final preparations."

"I'm happy to be of help as an assistant," Charlotte, with her brown hair and blue eyes, gently shook her head.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked softly:

"So what are your plans for the future?"

"Plans?" Morian leaned forward slightly, deciding to share some of his thoughts.

"I think I'll take care of some things first, and then seriously study the relevant knowledge of the extraordinary field to make up for my lack of knowledge in this area."

"Then, I'll seriously consider the issue of promotion."

"Promotion? You mean you're about to enter the second stage of an Ascended Being?!" Charlotte unconsciously covered her mouth, somewhat surprised.

"Yes," Morian admitted with a wry smile, "but the specific method for promotion is still unclear."

"I see..." Charlotte immediately understood, realizing the reason for his distress.

However, the methods for advancement in each destiny are different, and unless you happen to meet someone who has ascended to the same destiny, it is difficult to obtain the relevant information you want from others.

Generally speaking, to advance to the next stage, one must not only meet the prerequisites but also complete the corresponding rituals.

Therefore, she couldn't offer any good advice in this regard.