Chris was in the lounge area, he had taken a romance book from the library that served as a base for the Mystery Seekers and was currently reading it leisurely, when Lena came up to him.
"You a bookie?"
Chris looked up and said "Not much, I just read when I feel like it"
"Oh.. okay"
With the short chat ending there, it became a bit awkward as Chris tried to think of something to clear the tension as just then Leah walked in, holding what appeared to be a bunch of papers.
"Chris, Lena"
Chris placed his book on the table as both of them turned to their captain to hear what she wanted to say.
She looked at them for a moment before saying "I've done an investigation on the guy who spied on us yesterday, his name was Pons Benot, an intisian, came here for the holidays... of course he's a beyonder who belongs to the bliss society"
Chris and Lena nodded, they had deduced this much on their own each.
Leah continued "these are his frequent associates, there might be a chance that their involved, or maybe they aren't, but
we're obliged to make an investigation"
Chris picked up the files and perused them
'A nobleman here, and two randoms, the bliss society doesn't seem connected, unless these are just the low ranking members'
He looked at Lena "so... are we doing this together or splitting up?"
Lena smiled "a guy and a girl in the middle of the night together would attract a but too much attention, so alone it is"
Chris chuckled, then his face darkened "wait, that was a joke right?" Lena merely smiled " was it?"
***
Later, in the cover of dusk, Chris moved to this noble man's residence, hiding in the darkness and leaping from rooftop to rooftop to act out the part of an Assassin.
'This isn't really what an Assassin does, afterall i am not gonna kill him... yet'
Chris had been shocked the first time he had been forced to shoot that man, but that was mostly due to shock at being attacked suddenly, he still felt as if this world was more of a game than reality, a dangerous one, he wanted to go back home as soon as possible.
'This is a dangerous mindset, if i keep treating this as a game, then i might lose my life faster than anyone else'
As he had that thought he leapt into a small balcony making zero sound, courtesy of his Assassin abilities, he peeked into the room, saw no one there and entered, he looked around to see a lavishly furnished room, but he paid it no mind, instead moved to the drawer and opened it.
'I doubt anything is out in the open'
He ignored the things on the surface and slid his hand against the back of the drawer, he felt a hole in it, he used a finger to pry it open, inside were some essential oils, a book abd a few candles, he opened the book, which turned out to be a diary.
'13 August
The priest has spoken, in a week, they will arrive with the Mother Tree's gift... and I will receive another blessing, this time I am to accompany them to Backlund and assist them to finally remove those heretics and allow our Mother Tree to descend!
15 August
I don't understand why the high priest states that we must cooperate with those false believers, unlike them we have believed in the Mother Tree since the beginning!
17 August
They are here, soon I will receive my third Boon, with Her will I shall decimate those heretics from those so called churches!'
Reading this Chris felt a chill travel up his spine 'damn, a descent?! Surely it can't be that easy for a God to pull off a descent in this world right? Damn I need to report this'
Just then a soft click echoed as the knob of the room's door turned, Chris's eyes widened 'Damn!' He immediately entered the dress closet and stood completely still in it's darkness.
He watched as a middle aged man stepped in, took off his coat and let it hang on a chair as he slumped on his bed.
"Damn those heretics, they killed Pons... doesn't matter... doesn't... doesn't matter! Just a few days, then She will descend and with Her power, all those False Gods will fall!.. yes, they will..."
Not knowing what to do, and realising that staying in the closet wasn't a permanent solution, Chris steadied his hand, broughy up his revolver, pointed it at the man slumped with his back showed outwards and Chris stepped out of the closet...
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four consecutive bullets lodged into the man's head as Chris leapt over his body and still clutching onto his diary crossed a few rooftops and dropped down silently, he stood for a moment as he felt something within him crack and fuse with his blood.
"Twenty percent done just like that..."8