I'm not a sister complex!

The next morning, Eros prepared to report to the Night Watch.

But before going, he has to disguise himself first.

Yes! He did not intend to join the Night's Watch using his identity as Eros.

Because this identity was too conspicuous, after the last publicity by the Church of the Reincarnation, almost everyone in the empire knew him.

And everyone in the mysterious circle also knew that Eros had elven blood.

If he revealed his true identity in Haidaram, there would be some small scums trying to steal his blood or organs every few days.

After all, this is not Intilis where three noble ones are in charge. The chaos in Haidaram was evident last night.

He was not afraid of being targeted. In fact, as long as the person who came was not extraordinary, he could beat the opponent.

The main reason for concealing it is to avoid trouble. Although flies can be killed by slapping them with your hands, they can be very annoying if there are too many of them.

First, use Isabella's seal to change your hair color to flax.

Then he changed his eye color to a more common brown.

Finally, comb your hair into an adult style, put on a handsome suit, and wear a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

A simple disguise was completed, and looking at his mature and gentle self in the mirror, Eros nodded with satisfaction.

Now, unless someone is very familiar with me, it would be difficult for them to recognize me.

As for what to do if others think he looks like Eros?

What's so strange about this? There are so many people in the empire, so it's normal for some of them to look alike.

Look, the maid next to me looks like Queen Isabella.

He didn't think his disguise would be seen through because the church would cooperate with him.

It was even Archbishop Ando who suggested that he disguise his identity, and he was also the one who gave him the fake identity.

He went to Johnton Cathedral yesterday, and apart from telling the archbishop that he had arrived, he also asked him to cooperate with him in disguising his identity.

Therefore, as long as he does not use the magic or abilities of the elves, others will not associate him and Eros as the same person.

After preparing everything, Eros took Angelica out, as he had promised her yesterday.

……

In the Special Operations Department of the Haidaram West District Police Headquarters, a burly yellow-haired man with his feet on the table said carelessly:

"I heard that a new person will join today, but I don't know how strong he is!"

To the left of the yellow-haired man, a brown-haired man who was wiping the revolver in his hand said calmly:

"I heard it's very powerful!"

"How strong?"

On the other side, a young man with a scar on his face who was playing bridge at the desk stopped what he was doing and asked with some curiosity.

"I heard Sequence 6!"

At this time, the blonde woman sitting by the window took a sip of the tea in the cup and said in an uncertain tone.

“Sequence 6? That’s really strong!”

The yellow-haired man muttered, for no other reason than that he was only Sequence 7 at the moment.

"Then wouldn't that make him the same level as Vivian? I just don't know which one of them is stronger."

The man with a scar on his face said excitedly.

"I feel that Vivian is still stronger. After all, her combat instinct is terrifying!" said the yellow-haired man with some fear.

After finishing speaking, the yellow-haired man looked at the bald young man on his right and said:

"What do you think Kevin?"

The bald man named Kevin said expressionlessly: "I don't know!"

After hearing what the bald man said, the yellow-haired man showed a hint of doubt on his face:

"Kevin, what's wrong with you today? Are you in a bad mood? And why did you cut all your hair?"

"I saw you didn't cut your hair last night before you went on night patrol. How come it was gone when you came back?"

This topic obviously attracted the interest of the other people in the office, so they all turned to look at the bald man named Kevin.

Kevin's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a somewhat irritable tone:

"Don't ask! Are you annoying?"

The yellow-haired man spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay! Okay! Don't be angry!"

Just then, a middle-aged man opened the office door and walked in.

After seeing the person coming, the blonde woman sitting by the window quickly asked:

"Captain! How is Vivian?"

Seeing this, the others also cast inquiring glances at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "After receiving treatment in the basement, he is out of danger and is expected to be able to move again tomorrow."

"That's good!" The blonde woman breathed a sigh of relief!

"Was yesterday's siege really that dangerous? Even Vivian was seriously injured!"

At this time, the man named Kevin frowned and asked the question.

He was assigned to patrol at night yesterday, so he did not participate in the encirclement and suppression.

The yellow-haired man shrugged and said, "The opponents we encountered were not bad. They were all Sequence 7 and Sequence 8 cultists."

"But Vivian seems to have encountered a Sequence 5 Night Remnant. She has no ability to resist. If the captain hadn't brought people there in time, I'm afraid..."

Having said that, the yellow-haired man didn't say anything else, but everyone understood what he meant next!

"The remnants of the night?" the man with a scar on his face repeated in a low voice, and then sighed:

"He is indeed the ferocious and brutal remnant of the Night as mentioned in the legend. Even someone as strong as Vivian is powerless to resist him."

"By the way, it has been decades since the remnants of the Night appeared in Haidaram. What is their purpose this time?" The brown-haired man who was cleaning his gun asked this question in confusion.

"Who knows what these cultists are thinking!" the blonde woman curled her lips.

As soon as she finished speaking, there were several knocks on the office door.

The middle-aged man glanced at the yellow-haired man, and the yellow-haired man awkwardly withdrew his feet from the desk.

After seeing him retract his feet, the middle-aged man spoke in a calm tone:

"Please come in!"

The next second, the office door was opened, and a tall man with flaxen hair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a handsome face and elegant temperament came in.

As soon as the man entered the door, a friendly smile appeared on his handsome face and he introduced himself:

"My name is Conan Doyle, I'm from India, and I'm looking forward to working with you all in the future."

[To answer everyone's questions about the update, QAQ it's not that I wanted to update so late, but I started writing at 7pm after get off work, and by 12pm I had written almost 4,000 words! ]

[The reason why I was able to update three chapters these days is because I also used my lunch break to write. I work 14 hours a day at high intensity, and I feel exhausted these days. ]