It has been two days since Sigmund left.

Tende sat in a swivel chair, turned halfway around, facing the sunlight outside the building.

The sunlight was dazzling, causing Tende to squint his eyes slightly, but the warm feeling was enjoyable.

He looked at the sky outside the window and narrowed his eyes.

There was a hint of wisdom in his eyes - he understood.

And unintentionally, he understood for two days and almost forgot about The Vigilant.

Fishing around was so enjoyable that Tende often forgot about the harsh reality of his financial struggles.

"The Vigilant..." They said it pays better than what he currently earns, but who knows if it's true.

In fact, no matter how unbelievable things happen, Tende can accept them.

For example, when monsters appeared that day, he remained calm.

Although he was a bit nervous afterwards, it was only natural.

Being reincarnated in this world was already an incredible thing, so a few more monsters didn't seem like a big deal.

Even if Tende was told that there were other people who had been reincarnated here, he wouldn't be surprised.

He would just say, "How coincidental, brother (sister)."

Tende examined the business card Sigmund had given him. It simply had an address and a sloppy signature.

Aside from that, there was nothing else. It was the second most casual business card he had ever seen.

However, the material of this card was quite special. Upon closer inspection, the layers of the card seemed to be silver foil.

He lowered his eyelids, silently put away the business card, and took out the silver foil in the middle, which could be sold for some money.

Finally, Tende decided to go to the address Sigmund had given him.

Mainly because recently, it seemed that no one intended to hire him for any tasks, so he had some free time.

Maybe it was because he was detained that people were unwilling to approach him.

Having a bad reputation was a bit uncomfortable.

"Sigh..." Tende couldn't help but sigh. Who would want to ask a guy who gets detained for help?

By the way, Tende was detained because of a fight.

As for why he got into a fight, it's better not to mention it.

"Squeak!" The wooden door was pushed open and closed again as the private detective left.

But shortly after Tende left, someone knocked on the door of the office, "Excuse me, do you help investigate infidelity?"

Tende perfectly missed another job.

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"We have arrived at Baker Street," the bus driver shouted.

Tende, who was dozing off, suddenly woke up and got off the bus.

The bus then swiftly headed towards the next destination, quite literally "without stopping."

It had been clanging and clattering all the way on the carriage, and Tende finally arrived at Baker Street as indicated on the business card.

But there was still a way to go to the place mentioned by Sigmund. It was in the deeper part of Baker Street, at 221st Road.

Because it was a mysterious organization, it was common sense for it to be in a back alley.

In that case, why not just build it underground?

He muttered in his heart while walking nonchalantly on this street.

On the way, he could see some people distributing flyers at the entrance of alleys.

Some were promoting companies, while others were promoting churches.

This was not Earth, so there were no religions like Christianity, Buddhism, or Taoism.

In this world called Eris, people believed in the Nine Holy Spirits.

There were various explanations about the origin and development of the world, but they all involved these Nine Holy Spirits to some extent.

However, Tende didn't have a deep understanding of these gods, so he couldn't remember which nine spirits exactly.

He only knew that the most widely believed in was Itmila.

She could also be called the lady of dawn and justice, and was worshipped by most churches.

To be honest, just having the thought of not caring about the Nine Holy Spirits was a major heresy in Eris.After all, among a thousand people, there may be only five or six without a clear belief. This is really troublesome for him, an atheist. No, maybe there really are the Nine Holy Spirits, so he can only say he has no belief. "Sir, sir, could you spare a few minutes to learn about our church and our savior?" a woman dressed in clerical attire handed Tende a flyer. Out of politeness, Tende accepted the flyer, and the woman became even more enthusiastic, wanting to introduce her church to him. "No need to introduce, I'm in a hurry," Tende quickly waved his hand. "Alright, may Lady Dawn bless you," the woman said helplessly, giving up and not clinging to Tende's leg to preach. Tende was scared and quickened his pace, rushing through this area to avoid being bothered by others. Gasping for breath, he arrived near his destination, looking at the houses one by one with the business cards in his hand. After half an hour, he finally saw the plaque with the number "221" written on it. The letters were small, blurred, and even ugly. The house with the sign "221" looked like a bookstore at first glance, with book-filled glass cabinets on both sides of the door. However, the storefront had no signs resembling books, only simple sentences written. Phrases like "coffee has a great refreshing effect," "this store does not sell any books," "do not jaywalk," "do not feed chocolate to dogs" were hung all over the storefront. Tende hesitated for a long time in front of this strange, seemingly bookstore-like place, but eventually chose to push open the door. "Dingling!" The doorbell rang as soon as the door was pushed open. "I'm sorry, this is not a bookstore," a girl sitting nearby and reading a book immediately spoke as soon as Tende entered. Her black hair was tied in a bun, and she had some freckles on her face. She wasn't stunningly beautiful, but she was pleasant to the eye. Her eyes were sapphire blue. Tende looked at the business card in his hand and said, "Indeed, it's not a bookstore." Only after hearing this did the girl raised her head, put down the book, and observed Tende closely. Gradually, the girl's expression started to show surprise, as if she had seen Tende before. "Miss?" Tende called out several times, but there was no response from the girl. Tende took out the business card. He wanted to make a quick move and throw the card away, but he held back. "Sigmund asked me to bring this business card here," Tende said. "Ah, alright, I understand," the girl snapped out of her daze and quickly took the business card. After taking the card, she headed inside without looking back. Because Tende found it strange to call it a house, it was better to say that it was a store. Tende looked around and found a bench to sit on. Unfortunately, as soon as Tende sat down, Sigmund arrived. He wasn't wearing the same coat as last time, nor was he wearing a tricorn hat. He now looked like a mental office worker. He had golden hair and neatly pressed suit, with a straight posture. He was completely different from the previous day. The girl who had been reading a book was hiding behind him. "Mr. Tende, hello." Sigmund smiled and looked at Tende. "I didn't expect you to come two days later. I thought you weren't going to contact us." "Only two days, not long at all," Tende casually replied. He wouldn't tell Sigmund that he had almost forgotten about this. "Let me introduce you, this is Kerim Celt," Sigmund gestured to the girl and then continued, "But this isn't your first meeting because she was The Vigilant who entered your dream that night." Tende looked at Kerim without too much surprise. She was indeed the person from his dream. There was one thing that bothered Tende...another difficult name to remember, giving him a headache."Hello, Mr. Tende," Kerim nodded shyly and smiled, responding to Tende. "Will you become The Vigilant?"

"It depends," Tende rubbed his fingers together, indicating uncertainly.