Klein's original plan was to prepare to go to sea after the Backlund matter was settled, and prepare to digest the potion while looking for mermaids to prepare for the ceremony to be promoted to "Secret Puppet Master".
According to the clues he had heard before, apart from the mermaids raised by the Church of the Night, there were only signs of their existence near Gargas Island, which is located deep in the Sunia Sea.
And even though Mr. "Emperor" reported so much, Klein knew without divination that there must be something hidden in it and he couldn't completely believe it. According to Rafter Pound, a descendant of Tudor who may be a "lawyer", he said
Extraordinary people who know this path can completely weave true "lies" without triggering the spiritual vigilance of the "divinationists". Even divination cannot tell the truth from the false.
Mr. "Emperor" also has factors that interfere with divination. He cannot predict the future of the other party like Rafter Pound did.
Looking at the "Black Emperor" card next to him, Klein sighed and felt that his future seemed to be getting darker and darker. How could this kind of thing always happen in Tingen, Backlund and the sea that he had not yet gone to?
Hang on to yourself?
Although I really don’t want to get into big trouble like Augustus and the Witch Sect, when I think about what I saw in Backlund these two days, those urns that were stacked together without even names, and the clouds that filled the sky
gloom……
As long as he investigates carefully, there shouldn't be any major problems... With a sense of luck, Klein returned from above the gray fog, lay down on the cold bed again, and tossed and turned for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.
On the other side, after hearing the reply from "The Fool", Rawls also breathed a sigh of relief. Since Klein's character has responded, he still trusts the "Emperor" to some extent. At worst, he plans to use the "Emperor" to
"This identity is used to find out the truth about the Augustus family.
Of course, this worst-case scenario comes from the fact that he already knew the identity of Miss Justice in the last Tarot Club. Even if Klein had the idea of kicking him out, he must consider that this will cause the Tarot Club to fall apart.
.
Who made the "Emperor" and "Justice" both elders of the Tarot Society?
Rawls got up and walked out of the bathroom. Through the crimson reflection, he saw the clock on the wall. The hour hand had pointed to three o'clock. It was now January 1, 1350.
In eight months, he has gone from a Sequence 9 "lawyer" to a Sequence 5 "Chaos Mentor", from a barrister to the Viscount Derian of the Loen Kingdom, to the royal family member of the Maxi Kingdom.
A member of the Sares family.
…
Crimson sunk into the ground, and a warm sun hung in the east, illuminating the "City of All Capitals". Perhaps it was the heavy rain that started on the day of the great smog. It has been sunny in Backlund in the past few days, but it still couldn't be dispersed.
The haze that permeates the hearts of residents in the East District, dock area, and factory area.
On Paisfield Street in the North District, from the square in front of St. Samuel's Cathedral, we passed by priests, bishops, nuns and others with faces full of weariness, sadness and heaviness. They nodded and said hello to each other before entering the church.
The haze has caused too many casualties. The accumulation of corpses will continue to spread the plague, and the souls of the dead will wander around. If it is not dealt with in time, the consequences will probably not be much better than the previous tragedy.
The personnel of the three major churches in Backlund alone are simply not enough to handle this, but "Hao" had experienced a major plague 12 years ago and had certain experience and response plans.
Under the church, the "Nighthawks" and "Red Gloves" wearing black trench coats and silk top hats took files, notebooks and pens and walked into a spacious room one after another and took their seats. Deacons, captains and members of the "Red Gloves" surrounded
They were sitting at a quaint long table, while the others were sitting on seats against the wall.
They had also been busy all night in the East District, Dock District, and Factory District, but compared to the priests, bishops, and nuns who were just ordinary people, their faces looked worse, even a little pale.
As Extraordinaries, especially the Extraordinaries of the "Sleepless One" path, they will not feel tired from staying up late, but in order to disperse or appease those wandering souls, they are no less than going through a war, and their spiritual losses are serious.
But we will continue to participate in investigating the truth behind the great smog.
At the head of the long table sat an old man. He was wearing a black and red clergy robe, with five dark holy symbols on his chest. His face was clean, without a beard, and his eyes were slightly closed.
He is Archbishop Anthony Stevenson of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of the Night.
After everyone sat down, he opened his deep eyes. Quiet and peaceful waves emanated from him, covering the entire room, causing everyone to close their eyes and fall into a beautiful dreamland.
Under the black and red clergy robes, an illusory spirit emerged, floating on the long table, projecting a lake shrouded in mist, causing silent ripples to appear on the simple long table.
Passing through everyone's body, the illusory and ethereal chanting echoed in the room, making the pale faces gradually turn rosy and making the heavy expressions disappear.
Half an hour later, the chanting disappeared, and the rippling lake water also dispersed as the spirit reentered St. Anthony's body. The archbishop rapped the table with his index finger, and the slight sound immediately filled the room.
The "Nighthawks" and "Red Gloves" wake up.
They were not surprised that their spirituality had been partially restored and their spirits had been soothed, but they were just a little bit more envious and respectful of the archbishop's miraculous methods.
This is not the first time that this has happened. At first, when they almost exhausted their spiritual energy to dispel and appease the dead souls, most of them even felt auditory hallucinations, which was a sign of loss of control, but they immediately returned to normal after Lord Saint Anthony used his methods.
"Since everyone is awake, let's continue!"
After regaining their energy, everyone straightened up and began to read through the notes in their hands.
"Your Excellency, Archbishop, according to the inspection of the Steam Church and Dai Li's confirmation, there is indeed a high-sequence strongman of the 'Corpse Collector' pathway there, but he did not stay for too long and left very few traces.
He has the same characteristics as the person who killed 'Lieutenant Hurricane' Qilinges before. There was a 'gatekeeper' who appeared in the south area of the bridge not long ago. The director of MI9 said that this was the same as the criminal they wanted, Azik.
Eggers is related, so I speculated that it was Azik Eggers who appeared there.”
The man who spoke had soft facial features and long hair on his temples. He was wearing blood-red gloves. He was the leader of the "Red Gloves" team and the Sequence 5 "Spirit Witch" Sost.
Dai Li, who was sitting diagonally across from him, was still wearing blue eye shadow and blush. She nodded to confirm and added:
"In addition, there should be two high-sequence beings present, but the traces of their existence have been erased. The real culprit of the same big smog, the 'Despair Witch' and 'Mr. A' of the Aurora Society
' also disappeared, but the traces they left behind have not disappeared. The specific process will have to wait until Deacon Yin Kangse of the Church of Steam asks about the magic mirror."
At the end of the sentence, a smile appeared on her lips, and the "Nighthawks" in the room who knew the negative effects of the magic mirror had strange expressions. Leonard twitched the corner of his mouth and lowered his head.
"There is no need to conduct follow-up investigations on them. They are unlikely to show up again."
Saint Anthony spoke decisively. This was the ability of "0-17", but this sealed artifact was something only he and the Pope knew about in Backlund. He was transferred and the relevant memories needed to be cleared.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Sost and Dai Li replied in unison.
"About the investigation into Triss Chick of the Witch Cult..."
…
Because the main investigation was not conducted by the Church of the Night, after all the situation was summarized and Archbishop St. Anthony once again determined the direction and raised a few questions, both the "Nighthawk" and the "Red Glove" had to rest to recover their strength.
, spirit and spirituality.
Dailly Simone, who was wearing a hood, and Leonard Mitchell, who was wearing red gloves, were at the end of the line, discussing Tris Chick's problem in a low voice.
"When she was in Tingen, she was just a 'witch'. Now she has a connection with the 'original witch'. It's really unexpected..."
Leonard shook his head and sighed. He sometimes thought that if Klein had made the suggestion to mobilize at least five artillery pieces to carry out covering bombing before arresting Triss, then maybe the smog would be gone.
It won't happen anymore.
But it's impossible to think about it. After that, Triss was almost captured in Tingen, but the strong men of the Witch Sect took action, and it was difficult to kill her despite the artillery bombardment.
When it came to Tingen, Dai Li's face couldn't help but look a little heavy, but she said:
"Who would have thought that you who rolled down the stairs would become a 'Red Glove'?"
"Forehead……"
Leonard was speechless for a moment, cursing Roxanne in his mind for talking nonsense. But when he thought of the days in Tingen, the captain, and Klein, he couldn't help but fall silent.
Daly also fell into silence, and separated from Leonard after turning a corner and walked south.
Looking at Ms. Daly's back, Leonard sighed and walked towards his home at No. 7 Pinster Street. After taking out today's newspaper from the mailbox, he pushed the door in, sat directly on the sofa, and put his hands on his hands.
He put his feet on the coffee table and flipped through it casually. After finding that there was still no important news, he casually threw it beside him and prepared to go to bed.
Although it is a "sleepless person" path and does not require much sleep, spirituality still needs time to recover, and sleep is the best way.
As soon as he lay down on the bed, he heard a very familiar and slightly old voice:
"Don't worry about sleeping yet. Don't forget about the party in the Babur Valley the night after tomorrow."
Leonard sat up abruptly and asked in surprise:
"Old man, why did you wake up so quickly this time?"
The being in his body often fell into deep sleep, and when the great smog occurred, he fell into deep sleep again. He originally thought it would take several more months, but he didn't expect to wake up in less than a week.
"You are getting more and more rude. Wouldn't it be better if I woke up earlier? Or are you saying that if I don't wake up, you won't go to the Babur Valley?"
"I have never participated before. How could I participate without you?" Leonard leaned on the bedside, "But you are very strange this time? You obviously fell into a deep sleep not long after you woke up. How many days have you slept?"
When Tian wakes up again, is there something wrong with you?"
The slightly old voice smiled:
"Are you worried that I have stolen your life?"
Without waiting for Leonard to refute, he continued:
"I went into deep sleep on my own initiative. There was something wrong with the smog, so I wouldn't cause you trouble. As for the trouble, haha, I won't tell you..."
"snort."
Leonard just snorted. After a few years, he also knew the old man's temper and didn't care about it anymore.
"As for what kind of organization the 'Hermit of Destiny' you mentioned is, I couldn't find any information about it in the church's information?"
"There are all seven major churches, but your qualifications are not enough. However, you don't have to worry, it is just a trading organization. There are only a few transactions a year, so the risk is not high."
Since he said that, Leonard had no choice but to obey. He didn't really believe in the "parasite" in his body. He just wanted to seek revenge on Ince Zangwill, and the old man was his only choice.
He was just about to go to sleep when he suddenly remembered something and asked:
"By the way, do you remember Azik Eggers? He was a teacher in the history department of Huoyin University in Tingen."
"Of course I remember, this name was a nightmare for many people a long time ago." The voice was quite emotional, "Who knew what she had gone through to become like this?"
"she?"
Leonard, who was already lying on the bed, jumped up and exclaimed:
"You mean 'her'? That's not...it's not..."
"Yes, Azik Eggers is an angel, the 'Death Consul' of the former Balam Empire!"
"Did she cause the smog?" Leonard swallowed. He had never imagined that he would have such close contact with an angel.
"How is that possible? If she had done it, then Backlund would have become the City of Pale, and it would have triggered a divine descent."
The Pale City? God descended? Leonard immediately thought of the "Pale Disaster" at the end of the Fourth Age, which was a disaster caused by the "God of Death" and the "Original Witch".
"She should have lost her memory, and most likely she has also lost a lot of her abilities, otherwise she wouldn't be like this... Okay, this is not your concern, the party in the Babur Valley is the day after tomorrow, get ready
Is there enough cash?”
"Ah? Cash? Aren't I going to buy you something?"
Leonard scratched his head. Although he was a "Red Glove" and his weekly salary reached 20 pounds, and he didn't have to pay taxes, his little assets would definitely not be enough if he used them to buy things for the old man, a demigod.
.
“When have you ever heard that ‘stealers’ pay for things?”
"You want to steal?"
Leonard's eyes widened. With the old man's current condition, he must have used his body to steal, but those people must have thought he stole it!
"Don't worry, I will only take action at the end. Those little guys can't find you, but you have to spend money to buy what you need." The voice chuckled.
"Then why..."
Halfway through, Leonard thought for a while, then patted his forehead and fell asleep.