**Chapter 618: Energy Changes**
The next morning, we woke up early. Jayad was full of energy, but I felt a bit tired, my eyes barely able to stay open.
“Hm? Why is the bedsheet a bit wet?” Jayad asked, looking at a dark stain on the sheet.
“You’re asking me? It’s all your fault, Older Brother Jayad! You’re changing these bedsheets this time!” I shouted, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
Last night, this guy’s hands were all over the place, even reaching between my legs. I had to grit my teeth to keep from crying out when I climaxed.
But luckily, after he finished, I was so exhausted that I could finally sleep. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have slept at all.
“Uh, okay.” Jayad didn’t understand why I was so angry, but changing bedsheets was something he often did.
“Hurry up, we still need to go to Sebastian’s Detective Agency today to retrieve Lorna and my mother’s remains,” I said, turning to change my pants.
After tidying everything up, I went next door to check on Lorna again. The little ghost was in good spirits, having even played chess with Via last night.
Since Father entered the city, Via hadn’t dared to go out freely. She stayed at home at night, playing games with Lorna. Having a friend was good for both of them, and Lorna had been getting better since making friends.
I also told Via about the intelligence I gathered last night. Knowing that Lavias was busy with a divine revelation that ordered him to win over high-ranking officials and wouldn’t have time to bother Via for a while, the vampire loli jumped for joy.
So, I asked Via to prepare the ritual for soothing the undead tonight. I would buy the materials. Once we retrieved the remains, I would help Lorna resolve her inner turmoil and set her free.
Then, Older Brother Jayad and I left, our destination Sebastian’s Detective Agency to pick up the remains of the mother and daughter. However, as soon as we stepped out, I noticed something was different about Older Brother Jayad.
It wasn’t that he was acting strangely, but his aura had changed. The mysterious energy that had surrounded him last night had disappeared, replaced by a warm, gentle, and refreshing aura that seemed to be growing stronger.
I hadn’t directly felt the changes in Jayad’s aura before. In my eyes, he had always been a warm light. It wasn’t until last night, when he received the gift from the King in Yellow, that I felt a terrifying aura emanating from Older Brother Jayad for the first time.
Perhaps it was because the energies of Christianity and the Lord of Dawn were so similar, even completely merged, that I perceived them as Jayad’s inherent temperament. I hadn’t noticed a difference, but now, with a completely new aura, I could sense the change in his power.
I could even distinguish between the Holy Light from the Heavenly Father and the Lord of Dawn. Of course, it was opportune timing. It was early morning, the time when the two energies cross. The power of the Dawn was clearly rising, distinctly separated from the light of the Heavenly Father.
Under the light of the Dawn, Jayad’s spirit was slowly improving. The sunlight transformed into wisps of energy, replenishing his magic. Moreover, the residual evil energy and various germs in Cando City were distancing themselves from him.
He’s so strong. No wonder he hasn’t caught any illnesses despite staying with me for so long. Under the light of dawn, all his conditions were optimal. Wherever the sunlight fell was his domain.
Furthermore, I had a feeling that this was just natural absorption. Older Brother Jayad had never intentionally studied the rituals or spells of the Lord of Dawn. He did everything naturally, never actively cultivating his powers.
Leoman had only taught him some simple Christian rituals. She left after teaching him the basics. This meant that most of Older Brother Jayad’s current strength was from his own rudimentary understanding.
As we walked down the streets, the atmosphere felt a bit off. I saw many fully armed soldiers hurrying along the road, and pedestrians dared not block their way.
Overhearing the conversations of passersby, I learned that just moments ago, there had been another monster attack on the outer city. It was a surprise night raid, and the casualties were heavy. This time, the monsters had breached the outer city walls, and many people had died.
The City Lord was furious and demanded that all garrisons reinforce the defenses in the outer city. Apparently, a meeting would be held to discuss requesting aid from neighboring cities and dispatching troops to proactively clear out the surrounding monsters.
The outer city wasn’t just inhabited by commoners. In fact, the reason for so many farmlands and ranches in the outer city was because these places were bought by minor nobles and wealthy individuals to raise livestock or as farms.
I had once tried to steal from a mansion with Older Brother Jayad, where we obtained high-end cosmetics for ritual materials. The owner of that house was a farm owner in the outer city, which showed how wealthy they were.
Now that the magical beasts had broken through the defenses, they would likely cause significant damage to their properties. The City Lord would now face immense pressure from these individuals.
I also saw people, dragging their families and pushing their belongings, walking on the streets. They were likely commoners who originally lived in the outer city, whose homes were now destroyed, or who felt their lives were no longer secure, so they had come into the city to seek refuge.
However, these things were not our immediate concern. We mounted our packhorses and headed towards Cardoon Street, where the detective agency was located. With the agility and speed of the packhorses, we quickly arrived at the base of that rather peculiar office building.
“Ah, this…” Jayad wore the same expression as when I first came, looking at the “Big Bird Spinning Bar” on the first floor, followed by the “Leather Letter Club” upstairs, a massage parlor, and a novelty shop, with Cervantes’ Detective Agency sandwiched in between, looking completely out of place.
Just then, I saw Sherris rushing down from upstairs, making me feel again that I shouldn’t let a little girl live in such a place. This innocent and pure little ghoul would surely be corrupted after living here for too long.
“Ah! Miss Parul, Mr. Jayad, why are you here!?” Sherris exclaimed as she ran down and met us while we were tying up our horses.
“What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?” I asked curiously. She wasn’t just moving fast; her tone was also urgent, her face covered in sweat, as if she had just experienced a prolonged period of intense physical exertion.
“Don’t ask. Miss Claire has had a high fever since yesterday and hasn’t woken up. She hasn’t improved even after taking medicine, and her face seems a bit unusual. I was rushing to get her cold water,” Sherris said, out of breath.
“What? She’s still not well!?” I asked, surprised. But Sherris didn’t answer; she had already rushed away.
“This… let’s go up and take a look.” Jayad and I hurried up to the third floor. The door was unlocked. Upon opening it, we saw Sebastian sitting on the sofa, his face etched with worry.
