The crimson moon of late autumn hung in the night sky.

The almost full red moon is shining with brilliance, and there is a different kind of enchanting feeling.

"is it here?"

In the dark, Monaghan's low voice voice came.

Nodding, Lucid replied softly:

"Well, it's here."

Hearing this, the captain of the night watcher also nodded slightly, and immediately found a corner position to lean against, closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and buried his head. The black knee-length windbreaker seemed to blend into the night.

"Eh?"

Lucid couldn't help being a little strange.

Is it so sloppy? Just ask? No need to explain the precautions?

At this moment, her spirit suddenly trembled, she saw a huge and clear crimson moon, saw Monaghan wearing a black knee-length windbreaker under the red moon, and saw the blond and vigorous Morris. , And Karen with a reluctant face.

Lucid suddenly realized that he was dreaming!

With a guilty conscience, he touched his nose, and sighed suddenly:

"It's really occult to communicate through dreams!"

As if he hadn't noticed Frein's guilty conscience, Monaghan's mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled:

"Next, I will pull the target into a dream, and then you will take the opportunity to touch him, subdue him, and check his true identity.

If it is really a cultist, kill it on the spot. "

After a pause, he added:

"Frlain, you don't need to go, stay by my side."

Upon hearing this, Lucid curled his lips and asked:

"Captain...that's a "cultist", will it go wrong like the last time?"

Monaghan couldn't help being stagnated when he heard the words, and it took a long time before he murmured:

"This time it's not a prying... it's just pulling him into a dream, it should... it shouldn't be a big problem."

"..."

Since Monaghan had said so, Lucid nodded half-believingly, and did not question the seemingly unreliable Captain of the Night Watcher.

But I don’t know if he was a little bit ashamed to be asked, Monaghan glanced at "Frhein" and asked:

"Can you be sure that your "spiritual revelation" is here?"

Touching his nose, Lucid said stiffly:

"certainly!"

In fact, this has nothing to do with "spiritual enlightenment" and a dime. It all depends on the "superior sense of smell" inherited from the curly-haired baboon.

Hearing that Monaghan nodded and ordered:

"Then, start acting now! I have successfully pulled him into a dream...Frhein, you remember to protect me."

As soon as he finished speaking, what Lucid saw in front of his eyes suddenly shattered like broken soap bubbles.

Monaghan was leaning against the corner of the wall, buried in his head, and clenched his fists.

Morris and Karen next to each other glanced at each other, and silently touched the room where the target was.

Both of them were "sleepless", and looked extraordinarily vigorous in this dark night, like a pair of clever civets, without making a sound during their actions.

After a while, Monaghan, who was leaning against the wall, opened his eyes and nodded to the "Frein" standing aside:

"Let's go, it's a success."

"what?"

Lucid froze for a moment, and then reacted immediately.

And Morris and the two also walked quickly from the darkness.

To Monaghan, she nodded slightly.

This means that there are indeed "cultists."

"Yes, go to the next target point."

Looking back, Monaghan gave a thumbs up at "Frlain".

So a group of four went to the next location again.

After discovering that there were other "altar" smells in the afternoon, Lucid pretended to be "enlightened" by his spirituality, and then dragged the dubious Morris around the entire town of Morse.

Just walked in this way, and through this special smell, she found places where there were suspected "altars" everywhere.

That's why there is action tonight.

…………

The crimson disappeared quietly, and the white belly appeared in the sky.

The sleepy Lucid stared at the three full-fledged people in front of him, envious.

This night can be described as a lot of results. With Lucid, the "Leader Party", the "Night Watcher" team can be described as unprofitable. It takes almost no effort to put these "cultists" one by one. Broke.

Except for a slight problem in the penultimate place, which caused the wound on Karen's hand to open, everything else went well, it can be said that there is no suspense.

…………

At noon the next day, Lucid woke up sleepily to the sound of a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, it was Karen with gray hair and blue eyes.

"Oh, Shirin the lazy cat is waking up!"

Kallen played with long gray curly hair and laughed playfully.

"Eh……"

Lucid hadn't reacted for a while, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

Isn't he called "Schilling Frein".

It's just that the night watchers always called themselves "Frlain", which made her unresponsive for a while.

Seeing her cute look, Karen couldn't help but stretched out her hand, squeezed her cheeky face, and chuckled lightly:

"It's time to go back to Tingen, everyone is waiting for you."

"Oh..."

Nodding vaguely, Lucid felt a little dizzy for a while.

For some reason, it suddenly felt that the attitudes of night watchers towards her began to change.

He closed the door, touched the place where he had just been pinched, and murmured:

"How many years hasn't anyone pinched it..."

After lunch, the group boarded a carriage and began to return to Tingen from Morse.

After Kurtis confirmed that Morse's "cultists" had been cleaned up, the "Night Watchers" decided to return to Tingen.

The finishing work of the incident was handed over to the local Public Security Bureau.

This time it can be said that Tingen’s "Night Watcher" squad came out. Except for a few members who guarded the “Chanis Gate” who were still on duty in Tingen, other people who could be mobilized gathered here.

Looking at the golden wheat field that was going backwards quickly, Lucid had a faint feeling of loss~lightnovelpub.net~ Looking at Morris on the opposite side, she blinked.

After last night, the attitude of the night watchers towards her can be said to have changed a hundred and eighty degrees, and they seem to have truly accepted her.

Just as Lucid was wandering around, there was a violent roar from nowhere!

"Boom!!!"

The horses pulling the cart were also frightened, and the people screamed.

"Ouch!"

The carriage overturned, and Lucid was thrown off by surprise.

In fact, with her original "witch" agility, this situation can be completely avoided.

But she is just a "divine master".

Then it can only be "reasonable and reasonable" according to the situation of the "divine master".