Under Seriel's careful care, it only took less than three days for Karl to regain his mobility. The property Olivia had promised was delivered to Karl in the afternoon of the same day he woke up.
And in these few days of free time, Karl finally read the magic book of Sibel.
Exactly the same as when he first learned the Phantom Knife, after nearly 4 hours of immersive reading, Carl mastered a brand new ability, Veil of Night.
Through a special operation method, this ability can build a spiritual veil around the user, hiding the user's figure from the enemy's mind.
This also explains why Sibel was able to avoid the guards' sight before. She must have learned this technique to deceive the guards' perceptions, and then slipped into Richard's warehouse silently.
Moreover, in Karl's peculiar reading state, he also obtained the more advanced application method of Night Veil, Night Chill.
Because the hidden effect of the Night Veil can be easily seen through when facing enemies who are also extraordinary beings, Night Blade's predecessors have improved this technology very early.
This group of guys who are good at completing tasks in the shadows have a simple idea: since they can't hide, they should just make themselves more suitable for killing.
After mastering the Veil of Night, Night Blade can further improve the way magic power operates. While maintaining the concealment effect, it can also create low temperatures around the body to interfere with the opponent's actions. People with weak constitutions may even be seriously injured by this cold air.
For Karl, it was a surprise to obtain this new ability.
A few days later.
One afternoon in mid-August, Karl, who had fully recovered, had just finished his afternoon tea when he was called to the office by Olivia.
"What's the matter?"
Knocking on the door and walking into Olivia's workplace, Karl skillfully sat on the chair in the room.
"Here he comes."
Olivia looked up at Karl, then picked up a document from the table and threw it to him:
"Look, it's a notice from the judge."
"Judge?"
Didn't Richard already help them deal with the aftermath?
Taking the thin document, Karl opened it curiously and read the contents.
This was a notice, and the content was very simple. It probably asked Karl to report to the Judge's headquarters in London and conduct a month-long observation activity.
"Are you going to imprison me?"
Regarding this so-called 'observation activity', Karl felt that he should be placed under house arrest for a month, and he could be released only after he gained the trust of the judge.
"Didn't you say that Mr. Richard will help us solve the follow-up problems? Why is there such a notice?"
Karl felt that something was wrong. This kind of behavior obviously did not give Richard face. It should not be treated like this after the matter has been investigated clearly.
Hearing Karl's complaint, Olivia put down the pen in her hand, looked up at him and said:
"It's not about imprisoning you. According to the information I got, it's about letting you work for the judge for a month. During this period, as long as you don't leave the city of London, there will be no problem with your personal freedom."
"You want me to work for them?"
Something is wrong!
A secret agency that protects the dark side of the entire country actually needs him to work?
"It doesn't make sense. Is there something hidden?"
Reaching out and touching his chin, Karl asked with some confusion.
After sorting out the documents she had just completed and putting them aside, Olivia got up from the chair and walked over to Karl, handing him a cup of black tea.
"I heard that this notice was issued at the strong request of the judge Joanna. Have you provoked her somewhere before, causing her to lose even Richard's face? I didn't expect that this would happen.
Kind of something."
No way?
There was no way that she would have discovered him in the company, otherwise he would have been arrested long ago. It was also unlikely for Cyril to be recognized. If what she had done was discovered, I am afraid there would have been a fight. How could we wait until today?
After confirming that there was no reason for him to be targeted, Karl answered Olivia:
"I had never met the judge before that night's banquet. There was no reason for her to do this."
"Yeah." Olivia nodded and said:
"I guess so. If you had really offended a judge, you wouldn't be alive today."
Seeing that Karl seemed to have no intention of drinking tea, Olivia reached out and picked up the tea cup and took a sip herself.
"If that's the case, then go ahead. You are from White Star. Their judges don't dare to touch you without evidence."
After speaking, Olivia stood up, stretched, and then returned to the desk.
"The time limit for going to them is the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. You can live in the house I gave you for a month. I hope you like it."
After saying that, she took out her pen from the ink bottle, changed a document, and Olivia started working again.
This guy is really hardworking...
Apart from working, she had almost no personal time all day long. Except for accompanying her on a few trips, Karl had almost never seen her enjoying life.
"Thank you, I'll go back first."
Since there was nothing to do, Karl took the notice and planned to go back, tidy up, go to his new house in London tonight, and report to the Judge's headquarters tomorrow. There was still plenty of time.
"OK."
Olivia didn't even raise her head to reply to him and continued her work.
But when Karl walked out of the office, Olivia shouted again behind him.
"You can bring Nina with you this month. It will be more convenient for you two to have someone to take care of you."
Subconsciously, he wanted to reject the proposal, but unfortunately, under the temptation of Nina's comfortable service, Karl still obeyed his desires honestly.
"Thank you so much."
Lowering his head and smiling, giving in to his enjoyment, Karl returned to his room.
As usual, Cyril was sitting on the balcony holding a book and flipping through it.
"Celile, pack your things. We will leave in a while."
Hearing Karl's call, Cyril closed the heavy book with a snap, walked back to the bedroom, looked at Karl who was packing his luggage, and asked curiously:
"Want to go out? What's the matter?"
"We're going back to London and working for those judges for a month."
While taking out his clothes from the closet, Karl explained what happened.
"Go and call Nina, she will come with us."
"All right."
Ceryl nodded and left the bedroom.
After dinner that day, the three of them returned to London in the castle's carriage.
We arrived at Carl's new residence before the sun went down.
Although he had expected it, the house in front of him still made Karl sigh with emotion:
"Ah...it's really big."
"The palace I have lived in before was much bigger than this one." Hearing Karl's sigh of being hopeless, Ceryl said at the side.
In front of them was a small villa that was obviously expensive.