Early the next morning, Backlund's morning newspaper was circulated in the streets for the umpteenth time. Perhaps, the only one who could be happy about this turbulent time was the newspaper office.
In a small building in Jowood District.
Klein was wearing slippers and sleepily took out the newspaper from the mailbox, preparing to read it while eating breakfast.
He took a sip of milk and began to scan today's major events.
"Last night, His Majesty King George III was assassinated. In a fierce fight with the gangsters..."
"...Duke Ryder is dead...Duke Nick is dead...The Earl is dead..."
"...Prince Custer has unfortunately lost his sight..."
"...His Majesty George III is injured."
"Earlier, St. Samuel's Cathedral was also attacked by the same gangster..."
"Except for a certain senior military officer who was injured, no one died."
"The senior executive stated in his speech this morning that he would become a believer in the Church of Storms and resign from his position in the military. The royal spokesperson severely condemned this and raised the possibility of sending him to court, claiming...
.”
"puff--!"
Klein's eyes widened and he was so shocked that he subconsciously spat out the milk in his mouth.
"What?"
He didn't even have time to find a rag to wipe it with, but he first put his head in and took another look.
The black and white words on the newspaper clearly stated that King George III was assassinated last night, and two dukes and an earl died one after another...
There are not even a dozen people of this level in the entire Loen Kingdom!
There may be more earls, but the dukes are the real people in charge of the country. It is very rare for them to be together, let alone to die at the same time in an assassination.
incredible!
There was also a blind prince, wounded military brass, the attack on St. Samuel's Cathedral...
Have Backlund’s recent accidents been a bit too much?!
Klein subconsciously thought of Tingen City, which once had so many coincidences, and Ince Zangwill, who appeared in Backlund according to divination.
Could it be 0-08’s doing?
But as soon as this thought came up, he was completely eliminated.
According to what the bishop said in the last Tarot session, George III is a Sequence One angel who is about to be promoted to the true God.
The possibility of an Extraordinary of this level being manipulated by Zangwill is close to zero.
On the contrary, it is the extraordinary people who ‘control destiny’ mentioned by Mr. Bishop who are most suspicious...
Klein frowned, his eyes filled with deep worry about the future.
He casually scanned the description of the suspect's 'crow costume', not connecting him with anyone in his impression, and breathed a sigh of relief.
At least this time it's not the bishop of their Tarot Society.
Certain thoughts seem to be kept secret.
.......
Compared to the "harmonious" breakfast situation at Klein's side, the Yager family now looks a little weird.
The curtains were drawn tightly, creating a dark indoor environment.
A piece of crumpled parchment was placed on the table, with intricate patterns drawn on it using incense-scented ink.
It looks like there are symbols such as night, crescent moon, eye, etc.
The red candle on the left represents the identity of the goddess Crimson Lord.
The pure black candle on the right symbolizes the power of night.
In the middle, the pure white candle Yager took out casually represents himself.
He picked up expensive spices and let them burn in the flames of candles.
Huh? You ask him why he doesn’t feel distressed?
Of course it's because these were all yesterday's robbery... ah no, the result of a reasonable exchange with the Church of the Night.
After getting the Holy Emblem, his route from the cathedral was smooth and he did not encounter any accidents. It seemed that the goddess had arranged it.
So now, he is preparing for the communication ceremony.
Not only for the content of the letter, but also for the familiar words on the letter itself.
The purple smoke from the spices slowly dispersed in the room.
“I pray for the power of the night;”
"I pray for the power of Crimson;"
"I pray..."
?The gold pounds to pay my bill...?
Who left this prayer in the church so it keeps pace with the times?
Yager was amazed by the flower activities of the goddess's followers.
Ignoring the strange sample, he continued:
"...I pray for a bridge of communication with you."
"Night Herb, the herb belonging to the Red Moon, please convey your power to my spell."
“…”
After the prayer was recited, the flame of the candle rose high and suddenly became bright!
The invisible wind spread outward from the ritual runes, and the dark curtains around the living room were suddenly blown close to the glass, blocking the sun's rays.
In the center of the ceremony, the quiet power of the night fell on the blank parchment.
Yager looked down at the parchment and asked slowly: "What is the content of the return?"
Today, when communicating with the goddess, the main thing he wants to confirm is the "due return" mentioned in yesterday's letter.
This looks like a request for cooperation.
What's more, the letter and the Holy Emblem were not temporarily put down after he entered the temple, otherwise he would definitely feel the fluctuation of extraordinary abilities.
The goddess of the night seems to have had a plan for a long time.
The parchment shook slightly, and the black cursive characters appeared out of thin air. They were still sleek fonts that did not belong to this world.
"help."
There is only one word.
Yager, who was standing in the center of the ceremony, frowned, and the flame of the candle illuminated his indifferent face.
Is it to help the Church of the Night? Or to do other things for the goddess?
It would be a shame to have to do something for a goddess out of nowhere.
It's not that cooperation is impossible. Being able to cooperate with one of the local righteous gods will be very beneficial to his actions in this world. What's more, judging from yesterday, although the connection between the goddess and the moon is not particularly close, it is still related.
…
To put it simply, you can, but you need to pay more.
"What else can I get?" he asked next, completely ignoring the fact that he had just destroyed the opponent's power yesterday.
Fortunately, the goddess didn't bother with this.
After a brief pause, the scent of the burning moonflower became stronger and the parchment trembled again.
Another line of words appeared on the paper: "News from the original moon."
This seems to be the name of a moon-related deity.
With almost no hesitation, Yager said to the candle: "I accept."
He had considerable expectations for the news the church could give.
Yesterday in the temple, he plundered a lot of information related to the kingdom's secret organizations, including the Aurora Society, the Rose Sect, the Blood Worship Sect, and a series of other cult organizations and information about evil gods.
But it doesn't matter even if it's not satisfactory, after all, he is not prepared to work particularly diligently...
The tongue of fire jumped up a few inches again, which seemed to indicate that the other party heard his reply.
…
A few minutes later, Yager ended the communication ceremony, stood up, and prepared to pack away the ritual items in the living room.
Save some money on spices and candles.
In the dark room, the black-haired young man's eyes secretly drifted to the ritual example next to him.
'Pray to bring me money to pay my bills.'
It looks very interesting.
His hand involuntarily reached for this morning's rent payment notice...
Yager tried the paradigmatic ritual prayer.
A few seconds later.
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"Why did the bill double?"
This chapter has been completed!