My magic panel is too numerical.

Eileen's feelings were very complicated today. On the one hand, her father Anthony gave her a lot of pocket money, and on the other hand, her best friend Daisy had been suffering from paranormal events.

Daisy did not choose to seek help from the church because her family had not paid tithes for three years.

The annual tithe is around 360 runes per person. It's not a mandatory tax, and you don't have to pay it. However, if you don't pay, the church won't help you with anything related to it.

In the East District, most families struggle to afford the tithe, which actually boosts the business of the Ghost Detective Agency and stimulates the economy.

Eileen decided to use some of her allowance to help her best friend.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.

"What should we do? This is the most affordable detective agency around here. I heard that the detective is quite capable..." Eileen sighed silently.

After all, it's just pocket money. Eileen only has 50 runes, and it's difficult to hire a professional exorcist detective from a large company, as that would cost a lot of money.

Daisy is a shy girl. She's not as pretty as Eileen, but she's very pretty. Girls can change a lot as they grow up, so she might have a lot of potential in the future.

Just as the two girls were disappointed and about to turn back, a tall man blocked their way.

Daisy's heart tightened, and she unconsciously took a half step back.

Just then, Eileen exclaimed in surprise, "Brother? What are you doing here?"

At this moment, Pharos finally emerged from the shadows, and Daisy breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing a handsome and kind-looking young man.

"Eileen? What are you doing here?" Pharos asked.

"This is my best friend Daisy..." Eileen immediately introduced her best friend and what had happened at her friend's house.

Pharos glanced at the vengeful spirit inside the door and said, "I see. So you've come to find a paranormal investigator?"

Daisy and Eileen nodded simultaneously, "Yes!"

"What are you doing here, bro?" Eileen asked curiously. "Oh! You don't work here, do you?"

She unconsciously widened her eyes, which suddenly lit up. Her round, lively eyes contrasted sharply with Pharos's dead fish eyes, making it hard to imagine that the two were siblings.

"Yes, why don't you come in..." Pharos wanted to invite the two inside to talk, but fearing he might disturb Detective Simon's vengeful spirit, he suggested, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Shall we go to the Rune Restaurant next door?"

The two best friends nodded happily.

…………

Chenxi Town, at the junction of the East District and the downtown area, is the main sewer road near Huanghun Bridge.

The mud stained the gothic-style boots, which made a "clack-clack-clack" sound on the stone pavement, the echo making the place seem particularly lonely.

The humid, foul-smelling air assaulted her nostrils, her stomach acid churned, and saliva was produced frantically in her mouth, as if protesting against the surrounding sour stench. But Christina remained unmoved, her face cold.

"Good evening, sir," a police officer said solemnly. "There are 12 dead, their faces were peeled off, and their souls have all disappeared. It can be basically confirmed that this was the work of that white giant."

Christina stared intently at the neatly laid-out corpse, a slight chill running down her spine. "Can we confirm the identity of the deceased?"

The officer shook his head upon hearing this: "It's difficult to confirm the identity. Some confirmed missing persons cases can be matched up, but..."

He didn't continue, because without genetic and fingerprint comparisons, investigations could only rely on clues. But if the other party could perfectly mimic the deceased's appearance and blend into the crowd, then there would be no way to investigate.

Furthermore, the giants possess the ability to create clones or control puppets, so it's unknown exactly how many people in Dawntown have been replaced by them...

For this kind of magical, supernatural crime, the church and the police rely heavily on "spirit inquisition" magic, but giants can also devour spirits.

Unless the spirit has received the protection of the church, it cannot be absorbed; otherwise, there are no clues.

"How far does the protection magic of the Church of Dawntown cover?" Christina asked.

"It can only protect the core wealthy area. If you want to protect all the wealthy areas, you need to call upon the holy water from Castile City."

Is it merely a sanctuary for the wealthy?

Christina furrowed her delicate, beautiful brows, a slight hint of annoyance showing on her fair face.

She was a girl who had received aristocratic training, and the first lesson she learned was to keep her emotions in check. The hint of irritation on her face clearly showed that she was a little flustered.

Among the nobles of Moonshadow City, there is a saying that Christina reminisces inappropriately.

Only a demon can defeat a demon.

"Demons..." Christina now deeply understood just how annoying such beings were, but she had no outside help. The once omnipotent church had been gradually cornered and had no extra power to support Dawn Town.

No... it's not that there isn't any.

Christina glanced at Viner, who was covering her nose and looking pained.

"I told you, if you're not comfortable with it, you don't have to come in," Christina said calmly.

Viner forced a smile: "Don't say that, Lord Chris. As a newly appointed 'trainee agent,' I also want to contribute to Dawntown!"

Christina scrutinized Vina.

My first impression of her was that she was lively, cute and noble, but I was shocked when I learned that Venere had become a pre-selected "agent" at the age of 18.

Viner Edwards, the second daughter of the current head of the Edwards family.

The powerful patriarch is currently the second-in-command of the "Holy Hidden Academy" cabinet. It is strange in itself that the daughter of such a person did not choose to stay in the currently thriving "academy faction" but instead chose to join the decadent and corrupt church.

Despite being ranked among the top five among the younger generation in the entire church, Christina's ranking in the "Saint Hidden Academy" would probably drop to outside the top 20.

Even two years ago, at the peak of her life at age 25, she was defeated by a 16-year-old girl from her college.

Thinking of this, Christina clenched her fists and then quietly hid her bulging fists behind her back.

"Lord Chris, Bishop Byron has agreed to let me stay in Dawn Town for the time being! Let me help you for now! My 'Spirit' attribute is very strong, which can make up for your weakness." Vena still had an innocent and naive look on her face.

Upon hearing this, Christina was slightly taken aback. She instantly became alert, her gaze turning cold as she stared dangerously at Vina.

…………

Dinner lasted until 7:30 p.m. Pharos hailed a carriage for the two girls and watched them leave.

"A new case?"

Pharos felt a heavy weight in his heart. If it were just a vengeful spirit, he wouldn't be in much trouble on his own. But after what happened that morning, he couldn't help but think about it more.

The time is set for tomorrow after school. Pharos will go to Daisy's house in Simon's place. Pharos will naturally welcome any vengeful spirits who come to visit.

But at that moment, Pharos felt a sudden tremor in his heart. The feeling was strange; it didn't feel like danger, nor did it feel like a bad premonition. He hurriedly looked around, observing something.

Evening on Buick Street was still as bustling as ever, with hordes of male customers gathering at the beer halls.

The theater was closing time, and the sign on the theater read "The Three Founding Holy Kings and the Seven Evil Dragons".

Mrs. Rowling's bakery was also nearing its closing date, and everything was so harmonious.

But where does this feeling of excitement come from?

Pharos frowned, his gaze shifting upwards...

Finally! He discovered the source of the discord—the Wayne Detective Agency at 21b Baker Street.

Detective Simon's vengeful spirit was still standing at the balcony door as always, but this time he moved!

He extended a hand and waved to Pharos.