Klein unconsciously tucked both hands into his coat pockets—one cradling the "Yahin Scroll," the other holding the "Azkath Copper Whistle." He immediately sensed the former's warm, comforting extraordinary sensation had vanished, as though being gently suppressed by an unseen force, while the latter remained cool and steady, offering a sense of reassurance. With this sense of calm, Klein entered a half-meditative state, banishing any sense of panic or hope. He turned his head slightly, giving Leonard Mitchell a glance and nodding toward Meghios. Then, drawing upon the "Clown's" ability to regulate his expression, he smiled warmly at Meghios and said, "Would you like coffee, tea, or nothing at all?" Meghios stroked her belly, as if listening to something intangible, and replied, "Just a glass of warm water. I've suddenly developed a strong desire to talk with you about Larnuus—I feel you know a great deal about it." "Who told you that?" Leonard was no longer the usual carefree and relaxed himself, his smile stiff. Megeous suddenly chuckled, "My child told me— he knows a lot, he's quite clever!" ...Cain suppressed the urge to snap a string of expletives, turned toward the partition, and gestured for Leonard to steady Megeous. Leonard forced up a smile, lifting both corners of his mouth and pointing toward the sofa area. "That's exactly what I wanted to say. We'd also like to speak with you about Larnuus." Rosan at the reception desk looked slightly bewildered and puzzled, suddenly realizing that she seemed to have nothing to do. Cain hurried through the partition and swung open the door to Dunn-Smith's office with a decisive thud, closing it firmly behind him. He looked at Dunn, first surprised, then serious, and spoke in a steady tone. "Captain, something's gone seriously wrong!" "I now understand what Larnuus meant by the 'bomb'!" Dunn suddenly stood up, pointing toward the door. "Megeous?" He clearly heard Leonard's astonished voice, yet could not see the two teammates' pale faces, their brows furrowed with fear. Kline nodded, speaking rapidly: "I tried to activate my spiritual sight to observe Meghoyse and assess her mental state, but my spirit repeatedly intervened—constantly 'telling' me, don't look, don't look! If I look, I'll die!" "This reminded me of a saying: 'One cannot gaze directly upon the divine.' Even if the infant within Meghoyse is not the deity attempting to be born, nor a descendant of the deity, it must surely be a mythical being." "Captain, considering Hude Egen's memory of the black altar, his ability as a 'psychologist,' and the description of the tragic world in Lan'urus's letter, I believe my hypothesis is very close to the truth: Lan'urus received ritual magic from the Aurora Guild members, connected to the 'True Creator.' With Hude Egen's assistance, he transformed Megh'os into a vessel capable of nurturing a certain power. This power grows rapidly, drawing upon the surrounding factory's accumulated resentment, suppression, and gloom—until it matures. In fact, the ritual itself can only succeed if it draws upon these very elements of sorrow, constraint, and dimness!" Dene thought seriously for several seconds, then nodded gravely. "I will immediately request reinforcements from the Hall—hoping that the infant within Megh'os can still wait." "Of course, we can't just do nothing. Tell Leonard to steady Meghoyse and keep her at the company—then notify Madame Oliviana and Rosan so all non-combatants evacuate!" "I'll head to the Charnel Gate right after sending the telegram. We must prepare for the worst: that the reinforcements from the Sanctuary haven't arrived yet, and Meghoyse's child is due." "As the captain of the Night Watch team of Tinggen, I have the right to use the ashes of Saint Serenina in an emergency!" Saint Serenina's ashes... the ashes of a high-tier powerhouse... the core of the Charnel Gate's seal... Klein found himself a little more at ease, his thoughts turning: "Captain, we can still appeal to the 'Agents of Punishment' and the 'Heart of Mechanism.' They should also possess similar sacred relics!" "With that, Caine suddenly had a flash of insight and murmured to himself: 'The Lan'ruus case had previously been handled by the 'Substitutes for Punishment'—they had just lost a senior member during that period, and I and Old Neil assisted in managing the situation...' As he spoke, his voice grew suddenly louder: 'Captain, please follow up with the 'Substitutes for Punishment' and ask whether the member who experienced a breakdown had been monitoring or tracking Meghios?' 'You suspect his breakdown was caused by contamination from the infant in Meghios's womb? In fact, during the re-investigation, Meghios was also under their responsibility.' Duan replied seriously. 'We can't delay any longer. You go speak to Madame Oliana and her team. I'll immediately send telegrams—first to the Hall for reinforcements, then to the 'Substitutes for Punishment' and the 'Heart of Mechanism,' and also to the police department, so they can find a reason to evacuate the surrounding population.' 'Understood." Klein took a few steps outward, then suddenly remembered something—how remarkably sudden and fortuitous Mégoe's "visit" had been. His mind instantly flashed back to that red-chimney house, and he turned to Dunn, saying, "Captain, there's one more thing—I mean, do you still remember the coincidences I mentioned? There were clues about the Antigonus family's notes found inside the house directly opposite the kidnapping site; Riel Bibber failed to escape from Tingen in time; Haynas Vanzent was exposed due to a fortunate circumstance; another member of the Aurora Circle met me directly and was killed instantly—among other such incidents." "These coincidences were relatively subtle, easy to overlook, but Mégoe's sudden appearance today—right after we discovered Larnulus's letter—was strikingly obvious and direct. This one has become bare, unmasked. I believe someone behind the scenes is about to step onto the stage!" "Also, why did Lady Shyren risk killing Senator Menard? Is that also a coincidence?" Dunne thought for a moment, then replied seriously, "I'll include that point in the telegram." After entering the corridor, she turned back, gazed deeply at Cline, and with her hand traced a crimson moon upon her chest: "You will be protected by the goddess!" Thank you... Cline silently replied, then crossed the partition to the reception hall, where Leonard was speaking stiffly about various matters concerning Larnuus to Meghous. Cline drew close to Rosan, pulled out a cup, and then lifted the hot water bottle, then murmured softly: "Home. It's dangerous here. We'll come back tomorrow." Rosan opened her mouth in surprise, but slowly closed it again as she saw Cline's serious and earnest expression. She bent down to tidy up for a few seconds, picked up her bag, and left the reception desk. As she passed by Klein, she bit her lip and spoke softly, "The more I dislike others becoming extraordinary, the more I admire the night watchkeepers..." "Yes... That uncontrollable 'substitute' indeed stems from Meiguo. Klein finds it hard to remain still, pacing back and forth along the corridor—uncertain whether he's waiting for the captain to bring out the holy ashes or for reinforcements to arrive. Hmm. I wonder if all high-level强者 understand teleportation... Probably not. After circling several times, he suddenly feels a profound calm, and notices that the gas lamps along both sides have turned a deep, ethereal blue. Dunn emerges from the underground staircase, holding a square bone box in one hand—about the size of a palm. The box appears both made of pure silver and yet feels like bone, intricately carved with mysterious patterns. The closer Klein gets, the colder it feels, as if a coolness is rapidly seeping into his bloodstream. Dunne's face glowed with a deep, icy blue light, and he said to Caine, "Go to the Charnis Gate and retrieve a powerful sealing object. Choose which one based on your own needs—I've already instructed Xica and the internal wardens to remain vigilant and avoid potential hazards. Specifically, there are three objects of level two, namely..." "Ah, I've taken Saint Serenela's ashes, so Xica and the wardens can't leave their posts now." At this moment, Frey and the on-leave Lo Yao were both assisting at the Coenli household, preparing for the funeral, while the bishop from Saint Serenela Church had gone to the countryside for preaching. "Understood," Caine replied without hesitation, and turned toward the underground. As he approached the intersection, he suddenly paused, realizing that the majority of the sealing objects behind the Charnis Gate in Tinggen City were of level three—unlikely to affect the infant within Meiguo's belly. Even then, the impact would likely be at the level of a mythic being. "The variant Solar Holy Emblem should work, but the time required is too long—its effects simply can't take hold... There are only three Level-2 Seal Items in Tinggen City, all quite dangerous and prone to destroying themselves. Their power is probably comparable to my own 'Yangyan Seal Spell.' Hmm, I'll no longer hesitate—when it comes to using the 'Yangyan Seal Spell,' I'll use it without reservation! It's at least as strong as the Level-2 Seal Items, thanks to the divine blood infused within. "Klein's thoughts flowed smoothly, his head barely nodding. He then reached into his coat pocket, feeling both the 'Yangyan Seal Spell' and the 'Azk' copper whistle, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the latter had regained its original feel." Regardless of whether it proved useful or not, Caine immediately produced the parchment and steel pen used for divination, swiftly writing a brief letter: "The man who disrupted my fate and took your child's skull has appeared. He arranged for Meghios to join Black Thorns Security at 36 Zothlan Street—Meghios may very well be carrying the offspring of a divine entity." "The situation is urgent." Pausing the pen, folding the letter neatly, Caine then stepped directly to the intersection, pulled out his copper whistle, and blew a single note—watching as a massive white-boned messenger materialized before him.