Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 58 Suppression
Until he left the underground area of Audra’s house, Emlyn White was still a little psyched, unable to believe that he had gotten his 7,000 pound reward so easily.
The bill of exchange was in his hand, light and weightless, but it brought home to him the absurdity of reality.
The “hanging man” method really works …… Instead of exposing me and punishing me, Lord Nibs gave me a generous reward, and this was just to pretend not to know, encouraging me to continue to try, in order to secretly observe… …Is the mind of the Blood Clan also this complicated?…… Emlyn sighed for a while in a trance.
Quickly, he collected his fuming thoughts and moved his attention back to the 7000 pound reward:
”With it, I’ll be able to buy the baron’s relics from the ‘Inverted Hangman’ and blend them into magic potions ……
”I’m so close to becoming a Baron, Lord Emlyn White, Baron of the Blood!”
Emlyn’s eyes suddenly lit up, and his footsteps were much lighter.
Within the Blood Clan, if there was no gift from the elders and the appropriate rituals were held, what rank one was born in would be fixed at, and it was almost impossible to elevate on one’s own by time.
And Emlyn age similar to those blood race, in addition to the luck is extremely good, family ancestor life close to the limit, had to be given through the ceremony of the power of the younger generation, the vast majority of them are still stuck in the concept of “adulthood”, within a few decades there is no access to the “knighthood” of the possible. The majority of them are still in the concept of “adulthood” and will not be able to obtain a “title” for decades.
Emlyn’s father and mother had lived for so many years, but up to now, they still had not become barons, and they did not even see any hope!
As he walked out of the gate, Emlin couldn’t help but look at Casimir Audra beside him.
This older blood who was active during the Rossel period, until now, is only a baron …… and I, I am about to reach this rank! One day, I’m going to become a Blood Marquis like Lord Nebais! No, a Duke, or even a Prince! Only then will I be able to shoulder the responsibility of being the savior of the Blood Clan …… Well, the baron’s relics are just over four thousand pounds, and there’s still a lot of money left over, so I can buy a few more dolls, and match them with some new clothes …… Emlyn unconsciously straightened his back, and walked with more and more exuberance.
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Silver City, Berg’s house.
Derek lit the candles and prepared to start the sacrifice ritual.
After alternating between more and less frequent lightning bolts several times, he finally waited for his chance.
He was pretty sure that The Chief couldn’t be watching him at the moment, because he had left Silver City with his young boy Jack, who was just beginning to heal, and a team of explorers, looking for a route from the so-called beach to the ruined city-state.
It didn’t take long for Derek to set things up and whisper the name of Mr. Fool with reverence and dignity.
He skillfully and methodically sacrificed the spirit-eater’s stomach pouch needed by Miss Magician, and the extraordinary materials specified by Mr. Hangman, to the lord above the gray mist.
The solid walls of Silver City had many gaps, but they were filled with hard, black soil, on which grew clumps of fine weeds that swayed gently in the wind, like human hair.
Suddenly, they all lifted up, as if trying to grasp and ingest something, but then fell down without any focus.
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The Church of the Waves in the early morning hours.
Alger Wilson, who had come to collect the bounty, heard a rather important message from Bishop Chogori of the diocese:
The “Moss Ascetic Order” of Laetitia Dorella, under the cover of an archaeologist, entered the jungle depths of the island of Simeon, and she did not know what she had done, which led to the collapse of the “God of the Sea” Kavituva, who had suffered a serious injury and had been hiding for many years, and went crazy looking for the opportunity to continue his existence. She went crazy looking for a chance to continue her existence.
Rumor has it that this evil spirit that calls itself “God of the Sea” was defeated by the two Cardinals and the military with the help of the corresponding sealing items after the discovery of the Rothschild Archipelago a long time ago, and it could only barely escape and hide …… Such a situation has been maintained for more than a hundred years, and there has been no essential change. There is no essential change, how is it suddenly about to collapse, unable to maintain its own existence? Alger frowned slightly, thinking about what had happened recently that was different from the past.
”A situation deliberately created by the ‘Moss Ascetic Society’?
”But why didn’t they do that in the previous hundred years or so?
”To fit in with their own other plans?”
Alternating between speculation and doubt, Alger suddenly perceived an important factor.
The biggest and most essential difference between the recent past and the past hundred years or so was:
”The World had come to Bayonetta!
”Mr. Fool’s dependents had come to the Rothschild Islands!
Where does he appear that something big is happening or brewing? First, the fog of Birkeland, then the mutation of Banshee Harbor, and now the near-death struggle of Kavituva, the god of the sea, and the unknown plans of the Ascetic Order of Moss… No, it would be more accurate to describe it as, what is the big event in what place? No, a more accurate description would be, wherever something big is brewing or about to happen, Mr. Fool’s dependents will come! They accept the arrangement of Mr. Fool, and chase the activities of those hidden organizations, evil gods and angels! With this change in his thinking, Alger was enlightened and felt that he had grasped the truth.
It was not wherever the “world” went that things went wrong, but wherever things were about to go wrong, the “world” and its dependents would be there!
What good does this do to Mr. Fool? Is it purely for the purpose of destroying the plans of the hostile forces, or is it conducive to lifting the seal and revealing more power? Alger pushed back his doubts and decided to seize this opportunity to submit some of his previous information.
He clenched his right hand into a fist against his left chest and said with a hesitant face:
”Lord Chogori, in the course of tracking down the remnants of the ‘Steel’ forces, I heard a piece of news.”
”What?” Jogori had planned to arrange for this Bishop-level captain to search for traces of the Resistance at sea, but was forced to interrupt by the other party, and was momentarily a bit annoyed.
Alger “recalled”:
”Someone mentioned Banshee Harbor in the chat, saying that there was a change of heart there, but the descendants of the Medici family were well hidden and were not discovered.”
Banshee Harbor, change of heart …… Chogori took a step forward and pursued the question:
”What else did they say?”
”They said that the church had bishops who fell there, and nothing else… Monsignor Jogoli, is the Medici family a dark family of the Fourth Age?” Alger asked deliberately.
Jogori’s face sank:
”This is not something you should know.
”I will report it to His Excellency Courtman immediately.”
This was a reference to the Cardinal of the Storm Church, Archbishop of the Rothschild Seas, Senior Deacon of the Vicarious Punisher, and the true ruler of the Islands’ Transcendent World, Yarn Courtman.
After thinking about it, Jogori asked again:
”Who was the person who mentioned this matter? What does it look like?”
Alger was prepared:
”I did not recognize them, and they have not appeared since.
”The person I remember mentioning Banshee Harbor and the Medici family was a young man of ordinary appearance, with a thin face, a broad forehead, dark eyes, dark hair, and a single crystal eyeglass.
”He seemed to have noticed that I was eavesdropping, but did not take offense, but smiled at me instead.”
Alger was describing none other than Amon the Blasphemer!
He was going to make the Cardinals think that the exposure of the secrets of the Medici family and Banshee Harbor stemmed from a fight between the Angelic Kings.
It’s a perfect target for justification ……k won’t come out in defense of anything, and even if he did, no one would believe him …… And the divination of k, which obviously won’t have any effect… …If my source is confirmed by extraordinary means, there will be strong signs of interference because Mr. Fool is involved, and an accurate answer will not be obtained, which, from the point of view of the performance, can be equated to what Amon has done …… Alger rather reassuringly, he thought.
Chogori nodded gently and said:
”You look for these people and trace the movements of the Resistance.”
”Yes, Sir Jogori!” Alger responded with a reverent face and clenched his right fist to strike his left chest.
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Dark clouds cascaded high in the sky, the sky was dim to the extreme, and heavy rain poured down majestically, dripping to the ground and splashing up gusts of white water mist.
Bayam harbor, the azure sea water slowly but resolutely rising, cargo ships and passenger ships swaying, as if floating in the mid-air leaves.
The rain was incessant, the sea level was gradually approaching the embankment, the city was waterlogged in many places, and the environment was very depressing.
One by one, frenzied and numb locals, dressed in tarabas and draped in tattered jackets, came one by one to the edge of the cliffs or on top of the embankment and jumped into the sea one after another.
Their flesh and skin were rapidly losing moisture, and by the time they fell into the sea, they had been turned into long weathered and dried corpses.
A group of people cried out and hugged a naval soldier who had walked out of the base, angrily and sadly biting him to death with their teeth, biting out the bloody and miserable flesh, and there was chaos everywhere on the street.
Whoa!
Boom!
The embankment collapsed, and the ever-higher waters rushed into the city of Byam.
Klein woke up with a start, his mind echoing with the images he had just dreamed.
To a soothsayer, this was a very obvious revelation!
”Kavituva, the ‘god of the sea’, unable to find a way to survive, has completely given up, gone completely mad, and is going to create a torrential downpour, set off a tsunami, inundate the entire Rothschild Archipelago, and drag countless people to be martyred for it? And at the same time, its followers also made all kinds of extreme behavior …… I have already notified the Storm Church, they should be in time to stop it …… No, even if I do not not notify, this kind of situation occurs, they will be able to detect the problem, so as to respond to it …… “Klein rolled out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
He saw Danez “The Flame” standing by the window, looking out.
He saw low-pressure clouds and rain that seemed to go on forever.
A sign? Klein walked next to Danitz and also looked at the oppressive weather outside, and faintly heard the abnormal sound of the tide in his ears.
In the midst of the silence, an extremely explosive thunder suddenly rang out in mid-air, the lead-colored clouds flew apart, the falling rain lost its backup, and in the direction of the pier, everything returned to normal.
With the morning sun spilling down high above, it was as if Byam was bathed in holy light.
Danez hissed and spoke as if to himself:
”Yarn Courtman changed the weather ……”
Yarn Courtman …… The Cardinal of the Church of the Storm and High Deacon of the Vicarious Punisher? He suppressed Kavituva’s power? Klein withdrew his gaze thoughtfully.
Daniz said with a sigh of relief:
”I was quite worried just now, huh, afraid of that fast-breaking ‘Neptune’ creating a disaster.
”But here we have Arn Courtman.”
Seeing that Germaine Sparrow did not speak, he added to himself:
”Even the ‘King of the Five Seas’ and the ‘Queen of Mystery’ couldn’t win against him if they were at sea.
”The captain said, the captain said, he is a demigod of Sequence 3, and the name of the magic potion is ……
”It’s …… ‘King of the Seas’!”