Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1018 - 85: Is Achieving What You Desire Against the Law? (Additional Update)

The next morning, Holmes had prepared the "Scavenger" costumes for the three of them.

A filthy dark gray wool cloak, a rust-spotted bird-beak mask, mysterious feather and bone decorations, thick leather gloves, high-heeled leather boots, a golden short sword with a noble family emblem, a bronze pocket watch, and a silver cross...

In one word—baffling but impressive!

All these fell into the category of props, yet there were also the real items: the loaded rifles issued to them, equipped with differential scopes said to lock onto non-human creatures.

There were also the IDs for the three. As Wang Yunxiao took them over, he saw the name field read "Athos."

"Here is a sketch map I drew for you. Start from here and head to the Guardian Association headquarters first, where you can fill out a bounty application at the front desk. Professor Maxwell has been collecting items and intelligence related to the Sea of Ether. I have also prepared the corresponding items for you."

Holmes handed over a small lead-sealed box that seemed still stained with blood.

"You can directly enter Avalon through the passage of the Guardian Association, bypassing other examination procedures. The identities I prepared for you are all on record. As long as you avoid quarrels, there won’t be suspicions. Behaving coldly suits the Scavenger persona best, as they love to play the role of weathered exorcism experts regardless of their true prowess."

"Not chatty, not friendly, that’s professional demeanor."

"How you gather Professor Maxwell’s intelligence at the Imperial Academy of Sciences depends on your skills. However, I must remind you of two things—"

Holmes raised two fingers.

"First, unless necessary, avoid interacting with mechanical puppets and don’t be curious about those quirky mechanical devices. The eyes of Mathematics Transgressors are all over Avalon, so it’s best not to draw their attention."

"Second, mind the time. You should achieve results within the day and not stay overnight in Avalon. All external passages of Avalon close at six in the evening, so you must withdraw by then."

"No problem,"

Cheng Feng nodded in agreement: "Besides these, is there anything else?"

Holmes glanced at the three of them and seriously said, "Don’t stir up trouble; creating a disturbance will not benefit either of us."

It was as if he had once lost something before.

As they stepped outside, Cheng Feng whispered to Yan Yu’an and Wang Yunxiao: "Let’s go early and come back soon without causing trouble."

Yan Yu’an turned to Wang Yunxiao.

Wang Yunxiao was quite upset.

"Why are you looking at me? Do I look like someone who stirs up trouble?"

"Yes."

"That really makes me unhappy."

"Just follow us, and don’t worry about what you see."

"What could I possibly see?"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, there’s no way this so-called Guardian Association is built inside a museum, flaunting the spoils they’ve plundered from around the world, right?

Perhaps.

Following the map, they arrived at the headquarters of the Guardian Association. Amidst the crowd of cosplay enthusiasts, Wang Yunxiao looked up and immediately saw a complete set of Chinese-style mechanical armor displayed inside the glass window at the entrance.

Or, it could be called Heavenly Armor.

These things were hard to spot even in the Tianmen market nowadays. Wang Yunxiao hadn’t seen them in the Qilin Army, though the Navy still had them in use.

The Navy retained many pieces of equipment, outdated or overly advanced, like floating battleships and these macho soldiers in armor powered by Yuan-Qi Furnace to launch boarding operations.

These contraptions seemed clunky, but the Navy couldn’t let them go for a reason.

They could dive, float, and fly.

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the nameplate on the display table, only catching a line of text.

"Confiscated during the Battle of Malacca..."

Yes, the naval battle where the Black Tortoise Fleet was betrayed by an insider sixty years ago—the beginning of modern humiliation.

The irony was overwhelming.

Of course, the main hall didn’t just showcase this one armor set but displayed various exhibits encompassing ancient and modern times, east and west. Many had tags indicating donations from certain families.

It’s essentially like rich kids showing off luxury cars together.

The essence of superiority isn’t what you eat or play with, but that I can afford what you can’t; I can enjoy what you can’t access, thereby displaying my family’s status and resources.

Thus, in Lanton Upper City, where eliminating all evil spirits and supernatural powers is the crowning glory, pursuing the odd and mysterious naturally becomes a nobles’ competitive game.

Wang Yunxiao had some thoughts but considering he was just a bodyguard today, he buried those thoughts inside, pretending to be indifferent.

Yet, things are unpredictable.

Boom—!

Just as Cheng Feng finished the form and the service lady at the front desk stamped it, a sudden violent explosion swept across the entire association hall.

Countless glass windows shattered instantly, bricks and rubble flew everywhere, and screams filled the air.

After the dust settled, Wang Yunxiao cautiously crawled out from under the table, glanced at the service lady crushed into pulp by the collapsed marble pillar, and turned to see Cheng Feng and Yan Yu’an’s helpless expressions.

"It wasn’t me! I didn’t do anything; I’ve been with you the whole time!"

Wang Yunxiao felt gravely wronged.

Has wishing for things to turn out one’s way become a crime these days?

"The Moriaty Gang! It’s the Moriaty Gang! They’re attacking! Guards! Where are the guards?"

Someone suddenly shouted amid the ruins nearby.

Soon after, intense gunfire erupted from afar.

"It’s none of our business; shift locations immediately, complete our mission,"

Cheng Feng ordered calmly, "Follow me!"

The three stumbled amidst the chaos, dodging flying bullets, while searching for the association’s passage marked on the map.

Fortunately, it was a frequently used passage, not requiring a three-hour puzzle to find some secret tunnel door.

Plus, others were fleeing, too—scared stiff, some even weeping, scrambling toward the passage entrance, muttering all sorts of desperate cries.

The three mingled among the crowd, swiftly moving through a long corridor before their view suddenly opened up.

Wang Yunxiao instinctively squinted his eyes.

The sunlight was so radiant.

A clear sky spread out before him.