Walking out of the elevator gates and seeing "that detective" with a smile on his face again, Arthur Merlin, Sean and Moonlight all felt like seeing old friends again.

"Looks like it's time to give you a more magical nickname," the New Testament detective with dazzling eyes snapped his fingers lightly, "For example, 'the rookie who plays random cards but always wins' or something... "

Arthur Merlin looked extremely happy. He led Sean Moonlight towards the president's office and talked eloquently.

"...In short, I've paid the price of the 'Fair Arms Dealer' - the process is considered a near miss."

The detective pushed open the door and led the two into Phillips' office.

Sean, who was wearing the "Sea of ​​Shimmering Light" mask, was stunned for a moment when he saw the old man who turned around from the large French window across the room.

Slightly bloated body, fluffy white hair, with a kind smile on his face...

Sean met Conor Phillips.

When he came to the Quest Center for the first time, in order to find Aaliyah and decided to become a quest, he received a lot of books from Catherine, was about to leave, and was curious about the "Adam Brand God Vending Machine". ...

It was the old man in front of him who bought himself a bottle of holy water and said: You should be able to use it later.

And that bottle of holy water played a key role when Anna's corpse attacked him...

If the bottle of holy water was missing, Sean would have died.

With a mysterious smile on his face, President Phillips walked over with a crutch and said, "It seems that generosity is indeed a virtue worthy of praise...

"At the beginning, I just gave away a bottle of holy water, but God rewarded me with a pair of powerful explorers who dared to break the rules."

The chairman raised the bowler hat on his head and bowed slightly towards Sean and Moonlight.

The two explorers also took off their hats in return.

Then, President Phillips did a very strange thing.

He used the spiritual substance to lift a ceramic statue of a white horse next to him and put it on his desk, and he didn't seem to intend to explain his behavior.

Sean only saw at this time that the head of the Risk Control Department, Austin, with curly hair and rimless glasses, was also in the office.

Holding the black folder, his eyes were a little cold.

She pushed the small rimless glasses, and seemed to be silently scolding Sean and the others for their "nonsense" again.

The Sea of ​​Shimmering Light and the Soloist under the Moon were suddenly a little uncomfortable, unable to meet the stern lady's eyes and their eyes wandering.

President Phillips took out his silver pocket watch and opened it to see—

In the dial, the second hand seems to be in a superimposed state, a blurred sector moving slowly...

Just when the moonlight looked away from looking at Austin, a strange thing suddenly jumped out of the dark corner that they could not perceive at all!

A scarecrow with a dirty sackcloth on its head jumped out with claws and claws: "Ha!"

This move scared the moonlight to take a step back, and the waving arm just swept the place where the white horse was placed before.

Sean keenly observed that if the president hadn't removed it in advance, the fine china would have just turned into pieces.

The Shimmering Sea shook his head slightly in admiration: "The explorer involved in time..."

Even as powerful as Daedalus' former president Rabilins, he still needs to use the Philosopher's Stone to block the second hand's move.

It is conceivable how rare and powerful magic techniques involving time are.

"Even so," Sean thought of another question, "Can't you be a Joker?

"Even if it's not the strongest red Joker, but a black Joker?"

In Sean's mind, "that detective" Arthur Merlin, who is already the ceiling of human power, is only a Joker-level candidate...

The only two ghost cards in the association...

How strong is it?

Hard to imagine.

Moonlight 1902, who had raised his hands to play the piano, came back to his senses at this time——

The scarecrow who deliberately frightened him looked familiar.

Then, a crow-like laughter came out of the scarecrow's mouth, and the scarecrow with a strange figure quack laughed, and in the darkness changed into the appearance of the lazy leather-clad lady.

The Ace-level "Returning Dorothy" who once appeared at the gate of Midnight Paradise on the opening day and advised the explorers to leave from the position of the association.

The surprise and fear did not diminish much, and Moonlight still remembered the scene where the iron giant behind her, like a rusty water tower, swallowed the soul of a quester.

Dorothy, imitating the way the moonlight was frightened, wiped the tears from her laughter: "Sorry sorry...

"When I see a newcomer, I can't help but want to play tricks."

Dorothy looked at the moonlight and tilted her head: "Your piano sound is really good, but..."

She looked at the calm Sean again: "Obviously, his will is stronger."

Moonlight was a little embarrassed, and her face under the mask flushed slightly: "My functional direction is an artist!

"Artists have more sensitive nerves!

"—Isn't that normal?"

Seeming to find Moonlight cute, Dorothy smiled patiently as she looked at Moonlight and nodded.

Seeing that the other party's attitude was not good, Yueguang angrily stopped to explain.

Dorothy restrained her joking expression and said seriously: "To be honest, friends...

"As a nominally higher-level explorer, I admire your courage to break the rules."

Dorothy stood up straight, and with a hint of mischief, made an abbreviated salutation on her maskless face.

Only then did Yueguang feel benefited, he stood up slightly, and responded with Sean in a face-to-face salute.

President Phillips sat behind his desk, row upon row behind him, the New Testament skyline with rare taller buildings, like a "miracle" emerging behind him.

When the chairman wanted to say something, the atmosphere in the office immediately became serious.

Even Dorothy, who was visibly free-spirited, became solemn.

"I called you here this time, firstly, to commend you for your righteous deeds—

"However, it's a bit of a pity that even as the president, I can't apply for an official reward, for obvious reasons.

"However, Merlin has provided a good idea on the reward..." Phillips raised a finger, "So, your reward is like this - on the premise that it does not violate the secular law and the law of the explorer Next, Merlin and Dorothy will solve Ace-level and any troubles below for you for free.

"Of course, because of their special status, they also cannot perform tasks that would exacerbate existing conflicts.

"For example, events similar to 'Midnight Paradise' - please understand this."

Sean and Moonlight couldn't help but raise their brows. Even with the restrictions mentioned by the president, they could use two Ace-levels to solve the problem...

This is already the super-spec preferential treatment that Cambiasser lent to himself from a "fair arms dealer".

Even a King-level person would not dare to have such extravagant expectations.

"Mr. President, I have a question." Sean said.

"Please speak."

"I heard that we destroyed Midnight Paradise this time. It seems to have caused you considerable trouble - you may lose the election of the president in half a year..."

Conor Phillips waved his hand: "It doesn't matter - the contradiction between the 'autonomous faction' and the 'submissive faction' in the association has already reached the point of irreconcilability.

"It's not a bad thing for you, an outsider, to bring this contradiction to the surface...

"After the contradictions are manifested, on the one hand, the colleagues of the explorers can recognize the face of Nietzsche who wants to be a trust (super chaebol) thug..."

Hearing that the president mentioned the only black person in the association in a disdainful tone~lightnovelpub.net~Moonlight·1902, he couldn't help swallowing.

"On the other hand, maybe," the old man's eyes and voice were a little empty, "perhaps such a drastic change can make that man receive news..."

Sean looked up suspiciously, poker in his chest.

Merlin, who did not change his face, was talking through poker: "Don't ask.

"The president is talking about Red Joker, 'Young Master Roland who went to the Black Tower'.

"He went to other world lines...

"We need him."

Sean, who didn't quite understand the association's entanglements and origins, echoed the card with a half-knowledge.

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