Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 262 Hunting

Klein arrived at the Aurora Society's headquarters, found Belt Moore, and also met Mr. A.

"I'm ready to hunt 'demons'."

Both Bert and Mr. A were astonished by these words.

"You think you can take me?" Mr. A's gaze was extremely intimidating.

"That's right, me." Klein's expression was calm.

"...Okay." Mr. A stared at Klein for a while, then nodded slightly.

"I can feel that 'demon' is still watching me, wishing it could devour me, but I can't guarantee my safety on my own, so I need your help."

Actually, the Klein Detective Agency, along with Marich and Sharon, is already a powerful force, but since they are dealing with an evil cult, the more helpers the better.

So he approached Mr. A.

"So I need a reasonable opportunity to lure it into making a move," Klein said.

"How do we deal with malicious intent? Perhaps that 'demon' has already guessed that you're going to deal with it."

This irrational perception of "the devil" is truly disgusting.

"Isn't that perfect? ​​I want to hunt it, and it wants to eat me. Let's see who has the better skills." Klein appeared very confident.

"I'll be preparing for a promotion soon, forcing it to take action." This is also part of Klein's plan. Most of his materials come from the Tarot Club, and unless he says so, no one else can be sure that he has already completed the promotion.

Next, he will collect extraordinary materials to create the appearance of someone about to be promoted.

The "demon" probably knew how powerful he was. It couldn't eat him now, but once he advanced in rank, it would have even less of a chance.

"...You convinced me." Mr. A gave Klein a deep look.

"Belter, you're in charge of following up on this. I'll intervene when the time is right."

Mr. A naturally looked down on a Sequence Six "Demon," and what he was more interested in was the demon family or the Blood Worship Cult behind the "Demon."

"Okay!" Belt immediately pulled Klein aside, his tone somewhat anxious, "What you're doing is dangerous!"

"I'm confident." Klein had naturally given it a lot of thought, and to ensure his safety, he even prepared to write a letter to Mr. Azik.

Mr. Azik was also recently in Backlund.

"...Okay then!" Belt blinked, scratched his head, and said, "I'll protect you!"

This is also the mission of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Association: mutual help and support. A group of people "far from" their hometown will still do their part to help their fellow villagers.

"Thank you," Klein said sincerely.

"You're welcome!" Bert smiled smugly.

Klein quickly left the Aurora Society's headquarters, carrying a small package containing some spiritual materials.

He then attended several more mysterious gatherings, truly like an extraordinary individual gathering materials in preparation for a promotion.

"Huh?" Surprisingly, Klein encountered two very familiar ladies.

"Is it Miss 'The Magician' and her friend?" Klein observed the two ladies discreetly.

"Fors! Why did you drag me along when you went to see your teacher?" the short, blonde woman complained.

"My teacher is an incredibly powerful extraordinary being. I'm a 'Master of Magic' now, and you're an 'Arbitrator.' I'll ask my teacher if he can find the 'Sheriff's' recipe for you."

Fors said matter-of-factly.

"Then I shouldn't go! This is your get-together."

Xiu protested, then a thought struck her, and her face hardened. "You're cooking tonight, are you trying to take me out for a free meal?!"

This is the truth!

"Um..." Fors's face stiffened slightly, then she retorted, "Am I that kind of person?"

"So it is you." Hugh's gaze was filled with authority.

"..." Fors was speechless.

As Klein passed by the two ladies, he overheard their conversation and a smile crept onto his face before walking away without a hint of surprise.

Klein's smile faded, just as a very well-dressed gentleman walked towards him, carrying an expensive cane with a small crystal ball embedded in it.

Klein brushed past the man, but for a moment he felt a pang of fear.

Klein felt a cold sweat break out on his back, but he remained calm and walked away steadily.

"Teacher! Long time no see!" Fors's voice rang out.

Klein walked into a secluded alley and finally leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

"What's going on? Why is the spirit suddenly giving us a warning?"

Klein frowned deeply. His spiritual intuition was now even more terrifying; he could even obtain answers without going through the divination process.

But just a moment ago, his spiritual intuition was triggered, leaving him with an indescribable sense of unease.

"Was it that gentleman from earlier? No, he shouldn't have meant me any harm..."

"Could this gentleman be the one who might put me in a terrifying crisis?!"

Klein interpreted the warning from his spirituality: "He's the 'Magician's' teacher, so...he's from the Abrahamic family?!"

Based on Bishop Truman's intelligence, the Abraham family is one of the main forces searching for "The Fool".

"Perhaps we can try to find out the reason through Miss 'Magician'..."

Klein has adjusted his mindset and made his decision.

He gazed intently in the direction the man had gone, and finally left.

As dusk approached, Klein felt it was about time and began deliberately venturing into secluded alleyways.

Then, unsurprisingly, Klein saw the large black dog.

The black dog's mouth was half-open, revealing sharp teeth, each covered with dark red, rust-like marks—raw meat, possibly human!

The black dog's eyes were as bright and fierce as magma, fixed on Klein.

After their last encounter, "Demon" was well aware that Klein possessed keen intuition, making sneak attacks futile.

Therefore, it chose to attack head-on!

"Roar!" The demon dog growled and pounced on Klein. During the attack, its size suddenly expanded, turning into a monster that was three meters tall!

Its fur was punctuated by bursts of pale blue flames, and the smell of sulfur permeated the air.

Klein felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, experiencing immense pressure.

"Die!" the demon whispered, filth staining Klein's body.

But the next second, Klein's frozen figure thinned and faded, becoming a crudely cut paper doll.

Hey!

With a snap of his fingers, the flames that had sprung from the demon surged forth, and Klein leaped out from within, simultaneously uttering filthy words.

"die!"

At that moment, Klein's eyes became as clear and bright as a mirror, reflecting the figure of the "demon".

"Mirror image"!

This strange power caused the demon dog to freeze abruptly, sensing the pain that Klein had once endured.

(End of this chapter)