In the previous simulation, on the night of July 21st, Freya and Captain Nolan saw someone who looked like the Obsidian Boss in the dilapidated warehouse.
That is, July 21st was exactly the day the cargo was unloaded, and the Obsidian Boss likely came in person to check on it because of this.
And now it is the night of July 22nd (in the simulation).
After unloading the cargo and finishing other matters, this boss naturally wouldn’t need to come every day.
Freya thought to herself, this meant that once she missed the night of July 21st in reality, she would lose the ‘clear method’ of ‘Nolan dying, and the Mobile Squad arriving’ that she had before.
But so be it, she never planned to use this ‘clear method’ from the beginning anyway.
Seeing Freya not speaking, Euphemia thought she was a bit dissatisfied that there was no progress today, so she said, “As a detective, patience is one of the most important traits when investigating a case.
Don’t be anxious, there is still plenty of time.
That guy will always leave a trace.”
“Mm,” Freya nodded and said, “I know, I’m not anxious, I was just thinking about some things just now.”
Euphemia said, “Alright, alright, it’s very late, go to rest quickly.
I’ll read a bit more and keep an eye on things for a while.”
Freya said, “You should also rest early.”
Then she got up and went to her own room.
After closing the door and taking off all the clothes that had been chafing her all day, she crawled into the covers, wrapped a part of the quilt between her legs, and quickly fell asleep after letting out a comfortable murmur.
The next day arrived, and Freya woke up precisely according to her biological clock.
She rubbed her eyes, sat up and stretched, the quilt slipping off her body and revealing a lot of spring scenery.
It had to be said that she now somewhat understood the mindset of those Earth Believers.
The feeling of having no restraints on the body was indeed very comfortable, but she still put on her clothes properly.
“Just treat this as an enjoyment during sleep.
During the day, I should definitely dress as I always do.”
After coming to the living room, Freya saw Euphemia still sitting in yesterday’s position reading a book, seemingly without having moved at all.
The early morning sunlight shone on her through the window, and combined with Euphemia’s current peaceful and tranquil appearance, it made her look as beautiful as someone who had stepped out of a painting.
Freya was stunned, “You…
couldn’t be that you didn’t sleep, right?”
Euphemia looked up at her and said, “No, I just got up early.
Three hours of sleep is completely enough for me.
The rest of the time, naturally, is spent reading more, which is also the fastest way for a Scholar Pathway to grow stronger.”
After that, Freya went to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast with the leftover ingredients from yesterday.
After eating, she put on the Invisibility Cloak and prepared to head out.
As for what she was going to do, she wasn’t entirely sure, but whatever it was, it would certainly be better than doing nothing in the rented room.
Just like that, Freya spent the morning wandering and patrolling the entire city without a clear destination, trying to see if she could accidentally encounter that Obsidian Boss.
Normally speaking, searching for one person in a city is nothing short of looking for a needle in a haystack, but Freya had Heart Sense, allowing her to monitor several streets at once, so it should be easier to find him, right?
At noon, she went to the Church of the Earth to exchange intelligence with Bishop Pantheon, check if there had been any progress from the Church, and crash a free meal.
Afterward, she continued her patrol in the afternoon.
Finally, at night, she returned to Euphemia’s rented room, chatted with the detective lady, tasted the carefully prepared dinner, and then stripped off all her clothes to get a good night’s sleep in bed.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
However, neither Freya, the Church of the Earth, nor Euphemia, who was staking out the warehouse, had any good news.
On the contrary, during this time, Freya actually encountered nearly twenty Beyonders of the Demon Pathway.
Among them, some were in the middle of committing crimes, while others were simply walking along doing nothing.
But without exception, Freya had casually bound all of them with vines, which might be considered reducing some pressure for the Special Operations Division.
As for what the Special Operations Division personnel would react like every time they arrived at the scene and saw criminals tied up like “vegetables,” that was none of Freya’s business.
Besides that, during this time, Freya’s deepest impression was that Euphemia’s cooking was truly becoming more and more delicious.
From the first day, right after buying a cookbook and studying it briefly, she made a meal that was barely edible.
By the second day, her skill level was already very close to Freya’s, and on the third and fourth days, it completely surpassed it.
Until today, the seventh day, looking at the incomparably exquisite breakfast presented before her, after taking a bite, Freya rested her right hand against her cheek, unable to help but reveal an expression of happiness, because…
this was really too delicious.
Is this the learning ability of the Scholar Pathway?
Seeing Freya eating in small, adorable bites like a little hamster, Euphemia felt a surge of accomplishment.
Seizing the opportunity, she suddenly suggested, “What do you say to taking the day off today?
Give yourself a break, skip the patrol, and come with me to wander around.
How about some window shopping?”
“This…” Hearing her words, Freya showed a hesitant expression.
Mainly, her high-intensity patrols over the past week had indeed left her a little tired.
Seeing her waver, Euphemia continued to persuade her, “Just consider it accompanying me, okay?”
If the result shows that today is suitable for resting and shopping, you’ll accompany me out, how about it?”
Freya tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair falling over her forehead.
“Okay?”
“Great!” As she spoke, Euphemia tossed the three coins in her hand and silently prayed, “Please, give me some good luck!”
“Clink clink clink~”
As the coins landed, Euphemia noted their faces, then picked them up and tossed them again, repeating this six times.
She recalled the results of these six tosses, put on a thoughtful expression, and began to silently interpret the divination.
Then, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she smiled at Freya, “The divination result shows that today is very suitable for going out window shopping, and something good will happen~!”
Although Freya had no idea what the principle behind this divination was, nor knew if the other’s interpretation was true or if she was being tricked, none of that mattered anymore.
She smiled, “Okay, I’ll listen to you then.
I’ll take today off.”
Euphemia immediately packed her things and changed her clothes.
A moment later, she appeared wearing a wide-brimmed dark blue top hat tied with a blue satin bow.
On her upper body, she wore a short blue coat over a white shirt, paired with black trousers and high-heeled ankle boots, making her look both capable and refreshing.
Euphemia chuckled and twirled the cane in her hand.
“How about it, don’t I look handsome now?”
Freya nodded, “To be precise, you’re both handsome and beautiful.”
However, seeing Freya about to head for the door after her comment, Euphemia immediately stopped her.
“Hey, hey, hey, are you going out in that?
Aren’t you going to change?”
“I’ve dressed up so carefully, it seems a bit unfair for you to be like this, doesn’t it?”
“Hmm~” Freya pondered for a moment before saying, “Alright, just wait for me a bit.”
With that, she returned to her bedroom.
In fact, she was no longer wearing the same clothes from seven days ago.
Freya herself wasn’t afraid of getting dirty, but her clothes were, so on the second day, she had taken the time to return to her own home and bring over all the new clothes she had bought from the clothing store before (in reality).
Freya took off the clean shirt and shorts she was wearing.
Looking at the wardrobe in front of her, she didn’t have many clothes to begin with, so there wasn’t much to choose from.
Then, she picked up a light blue dress and put it on.
Actually, when she bought this dress, she had also bought the matching shoes, but of course, she didn’t need them now.
After changing, she returned to the living room, gently held the edges of the dress’s hem with both hands, spun around, and asked Euphemia, “How about this?”
“It looks lovely~” Euphemia quickly walked to Freya’s side and couldn’t resist reaching out to pinch and rub her cheek.
“So fragrant and soft.
You’re really so cute~!”
However, before heading out, she still needed to put on the Invisibility Cloak.
She wouldn’t take it off until they had left Dreigasse Street.
This time, Euphemia didn’t call for a carriage.
Instead, she just held Freya’s small hand, and the two of them walked, stopping occasionally and chatting along the way.
Euphemia said, “Freya, aren’t we already very close?
So…
can I use a more intimate nickname for you?
Like…
Frey?”
“Sure.” Freya had no objection to this name at all, after all, many people called her that.
She said, “Then how should I call you?
Euphie?”
“That’s fine~” Euphemia said, “Hmm~ Investigating a super big case while having a super cute beautiful girl by my side…
how can I be this lucky?
Am I dreaming~”
“You’re exaggerating.” Freya paused, looking at the happy detective miss in front of her.
Suddenly remembering something, she said, “Euphie, do you have any little secrets?
Like…
the kind of secret that only very few people know, and if someone else says it out loud, they can instantly win your trust.”
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“Why ask that all of a sudden?”
Freya immediately unleashed her ultimate move, clasping her hands by her cheek, slightly tilting her head, and acting cute.
“Tell me, pretty please~”
Without a doubt, at this very moment, Euphemia was completely defeated.
She clutched her chest and took a half-step back.
“Alright, alright, let me think…”
After a moment’s thought, Euphemia said, “Ummm, back in the summer of Year 1150, about a year ago, my family originally planned for me to take the Law Pathway potion and then send me to work at the Special Operations Division.
But I was so obsessed with detective novels back then, my mind was filled with nothing but the desire to become a private detective, to solve all sorts of strange and unusual cases, and to experience all walks of life.”
“So I didn’t drink that Law Pathway potion.
Instead, I sneakily poured it down the throat of a pet parrot our family had.
Normally, animals will most likely die after drinking a potion, but that parrot might have been a bit gifted.
Not only did it survive just fine, but the first thing it did after drinking the potion was fly out and slap me across the face.”
Freya’s small mouth hung slightly open, her face filled with bewilderment and shock.
“And…
and then?”
Euphemia continued her story, “After that, naturally, my parents found out, and I got a double-team beating from them.
But my grandfather is very good to me.
After learning about my wishes, he gave me the Scholar Pathway potion and a bunch of Beyonder items, ignoring my parents’ objections.”
“I was finally able to go out and gain experience as a private detective, just as I’d hoped.
But the price was that my parents wouldn’t provide any help, and I had to make my own way…
Well, saying that, my grandfather still secretly sends me a bunch of good things quite often.”
“Only my parents, my grandfather, and that parrot know about this.
This should fit your request, right?
If a stranger I met for the first time told me this, I’d probably trust them, wouldn’t I?”
Freya said, “Although I already guessed you were a noble lady, Euphie, your family can even provide things like potions?”
Euphemia said, “Actually, most of the well-known noble families hold some potion formulas.
This is Beyonder power, after all.
Who wouldn’t crave it?”
Freya nodded in understanding, but this also meant that in this world, the class gap between nobles and ordinary people would be even wider.
It was a chasm called power.
After Freya finished her questions, Euphemia said, “So, I’ve already shared my little secret with you.
Frey, how about you share yours with me too?”
Freya said, “But I don’t have any secrets?
I really am just an ordinary person.”
Euphemia put one hand on her hip.
“I don’t believe it.
If you were truly an ordinary person, how could you know an impending disaster was about to happen?
And how could you advance four Ranks in a single morning?”
Freya thought for a moment.
“As for the former, I can’t talk about it.
As for the latter, to be honest, I’m not entirely sure myself.
I just thought about going to the Church of the Earth to ask for their help.
Then, as soon as I walked in, they mistook me for the Saintess.
They claimed I carried the blessings of tens of millions of people while they arranged a full set of potions for me.”
Euphemia was taken aback.
“Blessings of tens of millions?
How old are you now?
Even if you helped others from the moment you were born, you couldn’t have helped that many people, could you?”
Freya nodded.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Euphemia fell silent for a moment, then her eyes lit up as she looked at Freya.
“I feel like this must be a shocking secret!
How about I help you investigate it?
If I uncover the truth, I bet I could digest the Scholar Potion instantly!”