CHAPTER 1564: MORNING! (2)

When Jason becomes a high-rank 'Night Watcher', his power will exceed the level of 1+12.

Just like...

Prince Ruitai.

Why was he able to steadily become a high-rank occupation?

Wasn't it because of that legendary dragon?

And now Jason also has a similar aid.

Although it cannot compare to Prince Ruitai's dragon mount, it is still a rare advantage.

It must be seized!

Therefore, when Jason stood up and signaled that the battlefield was cleaned up, Samen immediately helped move the bodies.

Below the general store, there is a basement.

Inside, there is enough space.

Of course, there's also plenty of lime and acid.

Clearly, this official base has another function.

Jason glanced at it and no longer cared.

Even Taniel did not pay more attention.

A base that itself accommodates secret agents, what light do you expect?

Even if there is, it's false.

Even the blazing sun overhead cannot illuminate the darkness of the human heart.

Only deeper darkness can dispel the original darkness.

So, Taniel fully supported Jason's trial.

The effect?

Not bad.

At least in Taniel's view, Samen should behave much better.

As for more?

Taniel couldn't see it.

It can only be left to his friend Jason.

"Do you need me to cooperate with anything?"

Samen pointed downstairs.

At this moment, the three were already sitting on the second floor, in the original reception room—the small reception room had no sofa, only wooden chairs and a low round coffee table. ꭆἈΝỌꞖƐŝ

And the beverage was just some cheap floral tea.

This was already the best thing in the general store.

"No need."

"He left on his own."

"Without alarming anyone."

"So, he's just missing, not dead."

Jason picked up the teacup, took a small breath to ensure it was non-toxic, and sipped.

Sour, a bit sweet.

Surprisingly good.

Then, he drank another big sip.

Opposite him, Dudul was once again stunned.

What does it mean to leave on his own?

What does it mean he's just missing, not dead?

Samen considered himself quick to react, but at this time, he couldn't understand what Jason meant.

How exactly should Dudul's matter be handled?

Samen fell into deep thought.

As the person involved, Taniel of course knew.

But he couldn't say.

The contract signed with Dudul, at this time, with Dudul's death, the power of the contract had already begun dissipating.

And those followers, Taniel believed Jason had also dealt with them.

So, at this time, Dudul was just missing, not dead.

Only, the number of missing people increased.

Jason took another sip of the floral tea.

"Lord Jason, what should I do?"

At this time, Samen straightforwardly gave up thinking.

Because, he thought of several ways, all lacking solid evidence.

Meanwhile, he still had to ponder why Jason said this to him.

Was there some implication?

Or was there something he wanted him to do?

As a 'Secret Agent', certain instincts were already imprinted on Samen's soul.

Like at this moment.

When he realized it was too complex, and if handled poorly, could bring bad results, Samen immediately gave up thinking.

He handed over the initiative to Jason.

This was showing weakness.

The very straightforward kind.

Similarly, this show of weakness also represented goodwill.

Jason sharply noticed this.

"Just report the information normally."

"Dudul and many followers are missing."

Jason emphasized.

"Understood."

Samen nodded, and in front of Jason, Taniel, began writing a secret letter.

Then, released the messenger pigeon.

As the carrier pigeon spread its wings and flew out from the grocer, Jason left the store with Taniel.

As soon as they stepped out of the grocer and into a side alley, Taniel couldn't wait to speak.

"Saman should be fine, right?"

Taniel asked.

"For now, it seems there's no problem."

Jason chose to answer cautiously.

"A guy who believes he has a sense of honor and loyalty, thinking he's unique, yet has long been accustomed to living in the shadows... sigh, it's hard to say whether it's sad or pathetic."

"Hopefully, he can have a better outcome."

Taniel sighed.

Then, Taniel noticed his friend turning to look at him.

That gaze was as if they were meeting for the first time.

Instantly, Taniel started to smirk awkwardly.

"Jason, don't look at me like that."

"Most people can see these things, right?"

"Saman daring to come to Lorde at this time means he already has resolved to die."

"Such a character is naturally admirable."

"However, his past habits make him cautious and hesitant—the most likely scenario is that he touches upon an opportunity to salvage everything but misses it."

Taniel answered honestly.

"Not everyone can see that much."

Jason replied.

Just now, before Taniel spoke those words,

Jason already had similar thoughts deep down.

Exactly the same as what Taniel said.

Not to boast,

At least Jason was confident, most people wouldn't think this far.

If not for sensing his friend was normal, Jason would have thought Taniel was possessed or under some mind control.

"Consider it learning through experience!"

Taniel sighed again.

"I'm a teacher at Deer Academy, where everyone is into research, the academic atmosphere is intense, but when I didn't want to stay there for life, I became a 'Secret Agent.'

"Jason, did you know? On my first day as a 'Secret Agent', I nearly got killed."

"By our own people!"

"Someone pushed to the brink, ready to make one desperate move, but didn't dare target the real big shots, only dared to come after small fry like me."

As Taniel spoke, his expression was not full of anger or resentment.

Instead, it bore heavy traces of helplessness.

"And then?"

Already guessing the process and outcome, Jason cooperatively asked,

"He was killed without hesitation."

"I was rescued."

"It's that simple—at least officially recorded, thanks to that, I skipped the probationary period and gained some small privileges."

"A blessing in disguise, I suppose." .

Taniel's face showed even more helplessness.

Just as Jason was contemplating whether to offer Taniel some comfort, Taniel suddenly stretched lazily.

"What are we going to do now?"

"A nap?"

"Or breakfast?"

"By now, Anan's eatery should be open."

"I'm kind of craving salted eel."

Taniel asked his friend.

Taniel indeed liked 'Anan's Eatery' and 'Firelink Eatery.'

Not only because they were cheap but also because they were tasty.

In the week since becoming the police's second advisor, these two eateries had already become an indispensable part of his life.

Between eating and sleeping, Jason undoubtedly chose the former.

"To Anan's Eatery!"

"Then, we'll continue!"

Jason said as he stepped and picked up the pace.

"Continue?"

"Continue what?"

"Isn't today's work over yet?"

"But I'm a seriously injured person, I need rest!"

Taniel groaned.

However, as Jason walked farther and farther away, Taniel immediately chased after him.

Anan's eatery had opened.

But, due to the early hour, only the owner was busy.

Seeing Jason approaching, he immediately waved.

"Long time no see!"

"The eldest brother buying breakfast for the family, 'Night Watcher' sir."

"Today it's on me."

The owner said with a smile.

Jason picked up a piece of bread—worth about 1 Copper Corners.

"Thank you!"

Jason said, then, he slid aside the french fries, pea soup, meat pie, salted eel, baked herring, gingerbread, and pineapple from the stall, saying, "You bought 'Night Watcher' me a piece of bread, what's left is the food for my family as 'family's eldest son,' so how much more?"