1st Black Street .
Schmidt, Simones and Charles were sitting opposite Kieran, Elli, Raul and Cidney .
Everyone was focused on Kieran's calm expression . The atmosphere felt heavy .
Schmidt couldn't remain silent anymore .
"Didn't you notice the danger before you, 2567? Or do you have any secret plans about it? The outsider is gone . Can you tell us now?" Schmidt said, firing questions nonstop .
"Yes, I noticed, but I have no plans about it . "
Kieran didn't object to the use of the word "outsider" . Compared to everyone present, Rosland was indeed nothing more than an outsider .
"What do you mean you have no plans about it?" Schmidt asked in confusion .
"Would you turn down such an invitation, Simones?" Kieran asked the man without answering .
"Of course not! I might not be of much use there, but I am no coward! Besides, if I don't go, I will be shaming our traditions!" Simones said in an affirmative tone .
"Oh my God! Simones, please tell me you are joking! How is this a tradition? This is just stubbornness! Stubbornness that will lead to death!" Schmidt said loudly, covering his own forehead .
"This is the last tradition remaining on the West Coast . One should not fear an invitation from the East Coast, regardless of whether it is safe or not to go . This is the only tradition left on the West Coast ever since Rei became the God of Earth . . . " Simones emphasized in a calm tone .
No one seemed surprised by his words . Charles even nodded with a smile . Kieran was no exception either .
He had been unfamiliar with that tradition at first, but when Simones had seen the invitation, his serious expression had made him guess as much .
As far as he knew, the Shepherds never did anything without a reason . Simones' words only confirmed his theory .
"Damnit!" Schmidt cursed, rubbing his temples with a frown . He knew Simones wouldn't change his mind, considering how calm he seemed to be about it . Everyone else shared the same opinion with the potionologist, Schmidt stopped wasting his energy trying to persuade them .
Kieran's eager look was a sign that he had been anticipating that invitation . Although he tried to hide it, Schmidt could tell .
"What should we do then?"
They couldn't turn down the invitation under the circumstances, so all they could do was prepare for the worst . Schmidt was not about to back off . He had received an invitation himself, but even if he hadn't, his temper would have made him tag along with everyone else .
"Get some rest, get ready and let's wait for December 1st . . . "
"I hope I can get some nice food! I've been eating fast food and canned food for almost two weeks now! I don't hate the taste of it, but if I could have something else, I'd be grateful!" Kieran said before standing up and going to the kitchen .
Elli followed after a moment .
"Young people these days!" Simones and Charles exclaimed together .
Raul and Cidney exchanged a look and smiled, implying that they agreed .
Schmidt was the only one standing there blankly .
"We are discussing life and death here! How can you guys act like this?" the Chief Officer protested helplessly in a loud voice .
A few days passed, but nothing changed .
Kieran, Elli, Simones, Charles, Raul and Cidney were not anxious . Everyone carried on as usual .
Schmidt, on the other hand, was getting more anxious every day . In the end, Simones couldn't stand it anymore and pushed him out of the house .
"Aren't you supposed to be looking for that black market dealer? Now is the time!"
Simones' words lingered in Schmidt's ears as he stood outside the door .
Shaking his head, he mocked himself with a smile . "Fine, fine! I have failed as a mystic anyway!" he muttered, leaving the house in dissatisfaction . He could tell that everyone seemed to be relying on something, which was why they remained calm . The more they behaved like that though, the more anxious he got .
He had no aces up his sleeves anymore .
"Damn it! Do I really need to order a rocket launcher from that bastard? Even if I had one, it wouldn't improve my chances against those monsters!"
Schmidt headed towards the black market with that thought in mind .
His confidence was slipping away, when he suddenly saw a figure appear in front of him .
"Who's there?" Schmidt asked vigilantly, his hand reaching for his gun .
"I mean you no harm, I am just a messenger . Please forgive me . . . I was unable to deliver this message directly to the Bird of Death . It is too dangerous for me there . . . "
The figure waved his hand and a white envelope flew into the pocket of Schmidt's coat .
Before Schmidt could express his amazement, the figure had already disappeared .
"A letter for 2567?"
Schmidt took out the blank envelope . He had no idea what the figure wanted, but he knew that he needed to pass that letter on to Kieran .
However, after taking a couple of steps, he was stopped again . The person who appeared before him this time made Schmidt's jaw drop .
"Long time no see, Schmidt!" he greeted him .
The days flew past like a bird .
A heavy snowfall surprised everyone on the day of December 1st .
The snow kept falling from dawn till dusk, not sparing the sunlight .
The gray clouds were dense and the atmosphere felt chilly . As darkness covered the sky, nature made everyone hold their breath .
The accumulated snow on the ground was an obstacle for the few pedestrians on the streets .
By 6 o'clock in the evening, the streets were almost deserted .
A few more people lingered around, but they were all in a hurry . None of them had any intention of staying out in that mercilessly cold and snowy street .
Suddenly, a bell rang on the street .
The pleasant chime caught everyone's attention . The pedestrians watched in shock as two four-wheeled wagons being pulled by four horses each dashed through the gray streets .
Even the thick snow on the streets could not slow them down .
Their speed and steady driving impressed the pedestrians, who admired the wagoners' skilled control . The ones with the sharpest eyes could tell that those were no common horses or wagons .
They couldn't tell in what aspect they were different, but they knew they were .
The wagons rode under the pedestrians' gazes, disappearing at the end of the street . They were heading towards 1st Black Street .
The two wagoners parked their wagons neatly in front of the house .
Then they jumped down, rang the doorbell and stood to the side with bowed heads .
After about two minutes, the big door of the house opened .
1st Black Street . Schmidt, Simones and Charles were sitting opposite Kieran, Elli, Raul and Cidney . Everyone was focused on Kieran s calm expression . The atmosphere felt heavy . Schmidt couldn 39 t remain silent anymore . Didn t you notice the danger before you, 2567 Or do you have any secret plans about it The outsider is gone . Can you tell us now Schmidt said, firing questions nonstop . Yes, I noticed, but I have no plans about it . Kieran didn t object to the use of the word outsider . Compared to everyone present, Rosland was indeed nothing more than an outsider . What do you mean you have no plans about it Schmidt asked in confusion . Would you turn down such an invitation, Simones Kieran asked the man without answering . Of course not I might not be of much use there, but I am no coward Besides, if I don t go, I will be shaming our traditions Simones said in an affirmative tone . Oh my God Simones, please tell me you are joking How is this a tradition This is just stubbornness Stubbornness that will lead to death Schmidt said loudly, covering his own forehead . This is the last tradition remaining on the West Coast . One should not fear an invitation from the East Coast, regardless of whether it is safe or not to go . This is the only tradition left on the West Coast ever since Rei became the God of Earth . . . Simones emphasized in a calm tone . No one seemed surprised by his words . Charles even nodded with a smile . Kieran was no exception either . He had been unfamiliar with that tradition at first, but when Simones had seen the invitation, his serious expression had made him guess as much . As far as he knew, the Shepherds never did anything without a reason . Simones words only confirmed his theory . Damnit Schmidt cursed, rubbing his temples with a frown . He knew Simones wouldn t change his mind, considering how calm he seemed to be about it . Everyone else shared the same opinion with the potionologist, Schmidt stopped wasting his energy trying to persuade them . Kieran s eager look was a sign that he had been anticipating that invitation . Although he tried to hide it, Schmidt could tell . What should we do then They couldn t turn down the invitation under the circumstances, so all they could do was prepare for the worst . Schmidt was not about to back off . He had received an invitation himself, but even if he hadn t, his temper would have made him tag along with everyone else . Get some rest, get ready and let s wait for December 1st . . . I hope I can get some nice food I ve been eating fast food and canned food for almost two weeks now I don t hate the taste of it, but if I could have something else, I d be grateful Kieran said before standing up and going to the kitchen . Elli followed after a moment . Young people these days Simones and Charles exclaimed together . Raul and Cidney exchanged a look and smiled, implying that they agreed . Schmidt was the only one standing there blankly . We are discussing life and death here How can you guys act like this the Chief Officer protested helplessly in a loud voice . A few days passed, but nothing changed . Kieran, Elli, Simones, Charles, Raul and Cidney were not anxious . Everyone carried on as usual . Schmidt, on the other hand, was getting more anxious every day . In the end, Simones couldn t stand it anymore and pushed him out of the house . Aren t you supposed to be looking for that black market dealer Now is the time Simones words lingered in Schmidt s ears as he stood outside the door . Shaking his head, he mocked himself with a smile . Fine, fine I have failed as a mystic anyway he muttered, leaving the house in dissatisfaction . He could tell that everyone seemed to be relying on something, which was why they remained calm . The more they behaved like that though, the more anxious he got . He had no aces up his sleeves anymore . Damn it Do I really need to order a rocket launcher from that bastard Even if I had one, it wouldn t improve my chances against those monsters Schmidt headed towards the black market with that thought in mind . His confidence was slipping away, when he suddenly saw a figure appear in front of him . Who s there Schmidt asked vigilantly, his hand reaching for his gun . I mean you no harm, I am just a messenger . Please forgive me . . . I was unable to deliver this message directly to the Bird of Death . It is too dangerous for me there . . . The figure waved his hand and a white envelope flew into the pocket of Schmidt s coat . Before Schmidt could express his amazement, the figure had already disappeared . A letter for 2567 Schmidt took out the blank envelope . He had no idea what the figure wanted, but he knew that he needed to pass that letter on to Kieran . However, after taking a couple of steps, he was stopped again . The person who appeared before him this time made Schmidt s jaw drop . Long time no see, Schmidt he greeted him . . . . The days flew past like a bird . A heavy snowfall surprised everyone on the day of December 1st . The snow kept falling from dawn till dusk, not sparing the sunlight . The gray clouds were dense and the atmosphere felt chilly . As darkness covered the sky, nature made everyone hold their breath . The accumulated snow on the ground was an obstacle for the few pedestrians on the streets . By 6 o clock in the evening, the streets were almost deserted . A few more people lingered around, but they were all in a hurry . None of them had any intention of staying out in that mercilessly cold and snowy street . Suddenly, a bell rang on the street . The pleasant chime caught everyone s attention . The pedestrians watched in shock as two four wheeled wagons being pulled by four horses each dashed through the gray streets . Even the thick snow on the streets could not slow them down . Their speed and steady driving impressed the pedestrians, who admired the wagoners skilled control . The ones with the sharpest eyes could tell that those were no common horses or wagons . They couldn t tell in what aspect they were different, but they knew they were . The wagons rode under the pedestrians gazes, disappearing at the end of the street . They were heading towards 1st Black Street . The two wagoners parked their wagons neatly in front of the house . Then they jumped down, rang the doorbell and stood to the side with bowed heads . After about two minutes, the big door of the house opened .
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