Mystery: The Stars Returner

West End, Nighthawks Squad.

Klein, who was finishing an extraordinary mission, received a new mission.

Cooperate with the police department to catch a potentially problematic black cat.

When Klein heard the mission description for the first time, he thought he heard it wrong. After all, he was still a Sequence 8 clown. He was just short of being a Sequence 7 magician. He only had enough merit to be able to exchange for the corresponding extraordinary potion. Successfully promoted.

No matter how extravagant the Nighthawks team is, they still haven't sent one of their team members to deal with a black cat, right?

But when he read the file, he frowned slightly and gained a new understanding of the case.

Although the outrageous slogan of restoring peace and quiet in the West District at night did not come true, as the number of people attacked by the little black cat increased, the police station did send a three-person team to haunt the alleys where crimes were frequently committed late at night.

Unexpectedly, after two or three days of squatting, they actually encountered a rather special black cat.

The black cat walked from the roof to every nearby alley like a midnight ghost.

They didn't take it seriously at first, but it wasn't until the little black cat taught a drunken man who bullied a stray cat a lesson in front of them that they realized that this cat was something special.

But they couldn't catch up with the little black cat that could shuttle freely on the roof, so they could only watch the cat leave.

The drunk man who was attacked almost had his face scratched by the cat's claws.

When Klein saw this, he didn't sympathize at all with the drunkards who were attacked by cats. Instead, he felt sorry for the innocent stray cats who were harmed.

He doesn't keep cats, but he likes cats for no reason. These little guys seem to have a affinity with him.

The situation of stray cats is already very difficult. It doesn't matter if they don't feed them some food, but they brutally abuse them while drunk. Such people are not worthy of sympathy at all when they are attacked by cats.

The people above believe that this series of attacks may be related to the Witch Cult.

It is possible for a cat to attack a person only if the number of times is small, but if the number of times is large, there may be other factors involved.

During this time, the group of guys who were secretly looking for the followers of the stars stopped. Their captain gave him this small task and gave him a lot of freedom.

Klein chose to accept this task. While looking for the black cat, he could also look for traces of Lanerwus.

This is a very cost-effective task for him.

Through divination above the gray fog, he successfully obtained the revelation that Lanerwus might be moving around the East District.

……

Late at night, a little black cat was lying on the roof of a house, its eyes seemingly lazily scanning everything below.

When its gaze swept across the sewer below, there was an obvious expression of disgust on its face.

A faint rustling sound came from the dirty and smelly sewer, and suddenly waves of rats frantically escaped from the sewer.

Such a large number of rats quickly attracted the attention of some nearby stray cats. They gathered one after another, and some stood outside the sewer, waiting for the escaping rats to come to the door.

Some stray cats choose to enter dirty and smelly sewers to hunt because of hunger.

But the strange thing is that there are many stray cats that enter the sewers, but very few stray cats can come out alive in the end.

"Meow."

In response, the little black cat meowed in confusion. It had been paying attention to this sewer for a while, and saw how many stray cats, dogs and other animals it had swallowed up in its black mouth.

It wanted to go into the sewer to explore, but the stench there was so unbearable that it gave up every time.

It cannot tolerate the stench of the sewer with its beautiful, smooth and fragrant hair.

So it just sits outside, waiting for something new to happen.

Tonight, it sat patiently as usual.

Suddenly, I discovered that in addition to stray cats and dogs being attracted to the sewer, there was also a chubby person who also entered the sewer.

But not long after, the man screamed and backed out of the sewer, holding a pile of weed-like things in his hands.

There seemed to be something terrible chasing the man in the sewer.

When the thing poked its head out of the sewer, the little black cat let out a shocked meow.

That thing turned out to be a mouse, a very big mouse, much bigger than the average stray cat, about the same size as a stray dog.

Its eyes flashed with madness and blood, uncongealed blood flowed from the corners of its mouth, and its body was covered with a lot of cat hair.

He must have just preyed on more than one stray cat.

"Meow!"

The little black cat stood up, put away his lazy eyes, and ran angrily towards the entrance of the sewer below.

The big black mouse, who had originally planned to return to the sewer, saw a kitten that was obviously several sizes smaller than him and was about to die.

It lowered its head slightly, making a gesture of pouncing on food, and stared straight at the little black cat that was getting closer and closer.

"Meow!"

The little black cat took the lead in attacking.

Its body was extremely flexible. When the big black mouse pounced on it, it deftly avoided the attack and instead used its cat claws to leave a small trail of blood on the big black mouse's body.

The pain aroused the ferocious nature of the big black mouse, and it began to attack like crazy using its rough skin, thick flesh, and huge body.

The little black cat fights and avoids, always keeping a certain safe distance, and always seizes the opportunity to win himself a blood streak with his claws.

After being hit by repeated defeats, the big black mouse found an opportunity to run back into the sewer. No matter how loud the little black cat was, it ignored him and quickly disappeared.

The little black cat tried to step forward, but when it smelled the pungent smell of the sewer, it hurriedly avoided it and waved its little paws to try to dispel the smell of the sewer.

After getting far away, the little black cat found a place with water and cleaned its bloody cat paws. After confirming that the cleaning was complete, it left here and returned to the home it cherished.

When it returned home after a long journey, its owner was already standing inside the house waiting for its return.

It landed on the window sill, pushed its head open the glass that was blown shut by the wind, let out a happy meow, and wanted to jump into the arms of its owner.

But as soon as his body reached mid-air, he was picked up by the back of his neck.

"Aisshara, where did you go tonight? Why do you smell so disgusting?"

"Meow!"

Azshara's body was covered in cat hair. She had obviously smelled it several times, so she probably wasn't exposed to the smell of the sewer.

"That's not okay. It needs to be cleaned first."

"Meow."

Azshara lowered her little head and made a reluctant sound.

After cleaning it several times, it was also sprayed with a little rose essence that is harmless to cats.

After becoming fragrant again, Azshara lay down in her little nest and stared at her master in front of her with dissatisfaction.

It has obviously been washed, but he still seems to dislike her and won't let her stay in his arms.

"Meow."

Azshara looked away feeling aggrieved and buried her head in her two front legs.

Suddenly, the little head sank, and the familiar scratching feeling made it feel comfortable. Then it poked its head out, closed its eyes, and let out a happy meow.

"Aisshara, the West District seems to be under martial law recently. You should try to avoid there during this period."

"No matter what happens in the future, you must be patient and not impatient. You are a born assassin. Assassins don't fight people face to face. You have to learn to find the enemy's flaws."

"Then wait for the right opportunity to come and try to kill it with one strike."

Hastur told Azshara a lot about the essentials of playing an assassin.

Tonight, he also followed Azshara as a spirit body and witnessed Azshara's battle with the big black rat.

Azshara had the upper hand in terms of dexterity. If she found the opportunity correctly, she would have the chance to scratch the weak throat of the big black mouse with one claw.

You can also choose to start at the eyes, lower abdomen, etc.

After educating Azshara, Hastur returned to his room to rest.

The big black rat that suddenly appeared in the sewer tonight may be related to Lanerwus.

He remembered that after Lanruth escaped from Tingen to Backlund, he had been imprisoned by the Aurora Society because of his special relationship with the True Creator.

In order to escape from the clutches of the Aurora Society, he adopted many self-rescue methods.

One of the methods is to pretend to be out of control, then go to the sewers and secretly infect some of the creatures there with blood, turning them into vicious mutant monsters.

Based on tonight's situation, the sewer is most likely the place where Lanerwus secretly infected with blood.

"Lervus, let's leave it to Klein to deal with it on his own."

Hastur has no particular thoughts against Lanrevus. Of course, if Lanrevus really appears in front of him, he would not mind taking action to deal with him.

The power in him related to the true Creator does contain a lot of danger. It would be bad if he accidentally hurt Azshara.

……

Above the gray fog, Klein once again divined Lanerwus' whereabouts. This time he saw a sewer and the specific construction conditions nearby.

He planned to go investigate tomorrow and find the sewer. Then, using the excuse of looking for the little black cat, he would go to the sewer to squat there at night.

Klein was still very excited when he thought that he would soon meet Lanerwus and repay Tingen's hatred.

What makes him even more happy is that if he can really defeat Lanerwus, his contribution should be enough to be promoted to a Sequence 7 magician.

"Langerwuth, Ince Zangwill, wait for the revenge from Tingen!"