107 Fors (2/2)

After confirming that there was no one tailing her, she made her way to the study on the first level and told her maidservant Annie, ”I have something to discuss with Glaint. Guard the door for me. Do not let anyone enter.”

”Alright.” Annie didn't feel that the request was strange, for she knew that Audrey and Viscount Glaint shared similar hobbies and would often discuss mysticism in a private setting.

Audrey entered the study and locked the door. She saw Glaint seated behind the desk while playing with a pen. Fors Wall was standing in front of the bookshelf, nonchalantly flipping through a book.

”I'll introduce you both again. Madam Fors, a true Beyonder.” Glaint put down his pen and walked over.

”Is that so?” Audrey intentionally exaggerated her feelings of doubt.

Fors returned the book to its original position and turned around with a smile.

”It looks like I have to prove myself.”

She walked over to the door and extended her right palm, grabbing the handle of the door.

Suddenly, Audrey's vision blurred. It was as if she witnessed Madam Fors turn incorporeal as she passed through the door.

She was shocked. Concentrating, she realized that Fors was no longer standing in her original position.

A few seconds later, the door handle turned. The locked door was opened just like that. Fors Wall smiled as she walked in from the outside. Audrey's maid, Annie, who was not far away, didn't seem to be aware of what had happened.

”What a magical ability!” Glaint exclaimed.

Audrey took in a deep breath and said, ”I have no more doubts.”

At the same time, the ability Fors had displayed allowed Audrey to confirm what her true motives were, since acquiring money or materials would be no trouble for a Beyonder like that.

Glaint doesn't have any Beyonder guards… Fors wants to use the statuses and resources available to Glaint and I to achieve something? Audrey tried her hardest to act as a Spectator.

Fors chortled and said, ”Let us interact with honesty. We do not have much time left.”

”I was once a doctor at a clinic and was given an opportunity to become a Beyonder. That was more than two years ago.”

”I hope that you can do something for me, and the reward I will give you is allow you to join the ranks of true Beyonders. I will sell you the formula of a particular Sequence potion and its corresponding materials.”

Upon hearing such a promise, Glaint could not help but ask, ”What do you want us to do?”

”I have a partner who's in jail now, awaiting the final verdict. I hope that you can save her, regardless of the methods used,” Fors said simply.

Audrey frowned.

”Madam Fors, the abilities you have demonstrated should be better suited for the task…”

Fors laughed and shook her head.

”No, that is not the case. She cannot pass through the places that I can. I can only go in regularly and chat with her.

”Also, I think that risking my life to save her is not a good idea. Life is short, but there is much for us to do.”

Audrey observed Fors's face and body language. She considered her words before asking, ”I understand. What crime is your partner being locked up for?”

Fors's expression immediately turned a little awkward.

”My partner is a very respected person who can make others comply from the bottom of their hearts. She is of good character and kind. Well… Uh… It was that the means she used to convince a thug was a little over the top…”

…

After handing out the mission, Klein followed his original schedule of mysticism lessons in the morning and combat lessons in the afternoon. The regularity of his life almost made him forget that he was a member of the Nighthawks. The 'curse' of often encountering supernatural incidents seemed to disappear as well.

It was Saturday, his turn to guard Chanis Gate.

”You can enjoy the coffee I left here or the black tea in the clerk's office.” Dunn surveyed the room with his deep gray eyes.

Klein, who had already given an excuse to his siblings, nodded in joy.

”Alright Captain. You sure are a generous gentleman.”

Dunn laughed.

”Those will help you relax. Being tense all the time is not good for your health.”

He took his hat and cane and walked toward the door.

As he was exiting the door, he suddenly turned around and said, ”I forgot to remind you; do not open Chanis Gate no matter what you hear, unless it is opened from the inside.

”Remember, no matter what you hear, no matter what happens.”

Captain, that's a little scary… Klein tensed up instantly. He felt the darkness of the basement triumph over the light of the gas lamp.