After leaving Mr. C's underground Beyonder gathering point, Roger returned to the ground.
But he didn't rush to take a public carriage home, nor did he go to eat. Instead, following his memory, he crossed several street blocks and came to a small post office that hadn't closed yet.
"Sir, we're about to close. If you need to mail a package, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
The black hair black eyes male employee on duty saw the bag in Roger's hand containing the Scholar's Ring and the Elf Dark Leaf, and subconsciously thought he needed to ship goods.
"You're mistaken. I just want to send a registered letter... Can I still send a first-class one now?"
A first-class registered letter is an express version of a registered letter, sent by water.
Compared to the usual 1 to 1 month delivery time of regular mail, this expensive letter can be delivered to the entire Loen Kingdom within a maximum of 3 days, including those remote areas.
And if it's to cities along the Tassock River with wharves, it can arrive within 1 day at the fastest.
"Yes, where do you want to send it?" The employee turned around, took out a form and a clean envelope, white and with the words "first class" written on it, and placed it on the table.
"Pritz Port, right in the Dock Area."
Roger hadn't told the "Flame Dragon" Bar boss about his new address after leaving the Abraham Family Base.
To prevent the other party from reflexively sending the auxiliary materials provided by Audrey to the original address, Roger felt it was necessary to send a registered letter to inform the other party, otherwise he would have to make another trip for this material.
This way, he would have the opportunity to complete the Sequence 8 Advancement before the "Aurora Society" mission was issued.
"We just happen to have a ship tonight, and it can arrive at Pritz Port by noon tomorrow at the latest."
The implication was to urge Roger to hurry.
The latter nodded, quickly filled out the envelope and form, and paid for the letter, stamps, and the express fee for the first-class registered letter.
After doing this, he called the busy employee again, and when the other party came over to take the letter, he casually inquired:
“By the way, is there a ‘Family’ tavern on your street?”
“Ah, yes, at…”
This black hair youth originally wanted to say the location of the tavern, but suddenly fell into a state of amnesia.
“Where was it? I remember it seemed to be… Strange, why can't I remember?”
He leaned on the counter, rubbing his temple, his expression extremely painful.
“Forget it…”
Just as Roger was about to give up on forcing him and turn to leave, the other party suddenly looked up at him, and his originally confused expression also became clear again.
The next moment, this youth took out a delicate Monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.
The crystal lens reflected the light, revealing a look of indifference mixed with playfulness.
“Turn left at the door, walk 10 meters, and turn left again when you see the green sign of the grain and oil store.”
“Crap crap crap crap crap…”
Roger's expression changed drastically, he cursed in his heart, and at the same time subconsciously activated the ability of Yog-Sothoth and was ready to go.
“No wonder I thought this person looked familiar before… Although I already knew something about Amon's ability, it's still too explosive to see it with my own eyes.”
If he was not mistaken, at least half a street should have been Amon's, and there were no normal people.
Roger used the "The One Who Unifies All Things" fragment Power to quickly confirm twice that he would not be affected by Amon's Power in the past and future few days, and then put on a smiling face:
“I'm here to report to their Boss… By the way, is it okay for me to report to you too?”
In his opinion, since they were all Amon, it didn't matter who he talked to, even a low Sequence Amon was the same.
“I don't understand what you're talking about. I am me, and he is him.”
The Amon in the post office took the letter, which had also been checked by Roger several times, and put it into the collection slot behind him.
Really playing role-playing…
Roger complained in his heart, but thanked him verbally.
He suppressed his urge to run back to Narcissus Street and, gritting his teeth, walked towards the "Family" tavern.
The frosted glass inlaid on the bar door transmitted the warm Gas Lamp light, and the sound of mixed conversations and Violin Sonata could be faintly heard.
It looked perfectly normal from the outside, a common Loen style tavern.
However, as the "ding" of the Open Door sounded, Roger immediately felt more than twenty glass lenses reflecting the Gas Lamp light pointing at him.
The original noisy conversation stopped abruptly, and even the youth playing the violin in the corner stopped pulling the Strings.
“Everyone drink, don't mind me.”
Roger raised his hands and smiled dryly.
What a "Family" tavern… So the business of the entire street is monopolized by your family?
The Amons, hearing this, returned to the conversation, and the violin sounded again.
Roger breathed a sigh of relief, he walked straight to the bar and looked at the Amon inside wearing a Bartender uniform, who was facing away from him and shaking the cocktail.
Based on the observation of 'Spiritual Vision', he judged that this was the highest Status among all the Amons nearby, and most likely reached the level of Sequence 7.
“You don't have to be too wary of me. Although I really want to have fun with you, there are a lot of troubles in Tingen City recently, and the Main Body doesn't allow us to do too much.”
Amon sensed that Roger was observing him, and seemed to say with some regret.
A lot of trouble?
Roger savored the meaning of this sentence, and nodded:
“Okay, Big Brother. According to your instructions, I managed to contact a member of the 'Aurora Society' and met 'Mr. C' through his introduction.”
Facing Amon, Roger didn't hide anything and recounted the interaction with the Aurora Society.
Amon said he wouldn't attack him, which didn't mean that He hadn't planted other informants within the Aurora Society, so it was better to tell everything.
After all, if you love your job, you have to be serious and rigorous, and be loyal if you want to survive as a Double Agent who steps on three boats.
“I didn't expect you to see 'Mr. C' so quickly.”
Amon seemed a little surprised, and He chuckled:
“No wonder, the Church's Intelligence Network has secret files on many members of the Aurora Society, and he needs a new face to help him do things.
“After all, the thing that the 'Nighthawks' took involves his Promotion Ceremony, and no one would let it go.”
Promotion Ceremony?
Roger was a little dazed for a moment. Although he had originally speculated in this regard, he didn't expect the verification to come so quickly.
"Ceremonies" often appear when Beyonders advance to Sequence 5 and beyond. If Amon was telling the truth, then "Mr. C" should be at least a Sequence 6 Beyonder.
Although he had previously guessed that the other party was a "Shepherd" or a "Rose Bishop", but considering that there are other Pathway Beyonders like "Mr. X" in the Aurora Society, he couldn't be completely sure.
“Of course, since you have agreed to help him find that thing, just go ahead.
“I can even provide you with some interesting help… Heh, I really look forward to how that goat head will react.”
Amon smiled, He handed Roger a cocktail that had just been mixed, with beautiful bubbles, and placed it on the bar.
There will be another chapter later.