Part 6 The Light-Exporter Chapter 43 – Going East – Part 6 – The Light-Exporter

　　”The “Dark Angel” Sasriel is probably a negative personality separated from the ancient Sun God. …… Mr. Door was once the most powerful King of Angels. …… The Abrahams family is also in possession of at least two “0” level seals, which correspond to the extraordinary characteristics of the angelic level of the “Apprentice” path… …The underlying rules of this world are chaotic and crazy. …… A copy of the occult knowledge echoed in the mind of the “Hidden One”, letting her feel a heavy weight while being shocked.

　　If it were not for the Tarot Society, the blessing of Mr. Fool, and the provision of the “world” Germaine Sparrow, it would not have been so easy for her to understand this knowledge, and she would have to take great risks, and if she was not careful, she would have attracted the attention of certain high-level existences, or become entangled in madness and pain. or be haunted by madness and pain.

　　”Thank you for the advance, it will help me digest the potion immensely.” Gadelia opened her eyes and sincerely thanked her.

　　According to her original plan, after meeting the “Queen of Mysteries”, she should be able to gain some knowledge of the occult, and with Germaine Sparrow’s current advance, there was a high probability that the “Occultist” magic potion could be completely digested, but unfortunately, a few days before she arrived in Bekrand. “Unfortunately, a few days before she arrived in Belcandre, Bernadette, the Queen of Mysteries, left the metropolis following a clue, much to her dismay.

　　Hearing the words of Ms. “The Hidden One”, Klein, who was pretending to be “The World”, laughed hoarsely:

　　”This gift comes with a price.”

　　As his voice echoed, he nodded to Ms. “Justice” and Ms. “Magician”, indicating that these words were also addressed to them.

　　When the private gathering was over and one of the members had left the Source Castle, Klein stood up and walked from the bottom of the mottled table back up to the top, taking the seat belonging to “The Fool”.

　　He leaned back and rested his elbows on the armrests, and the empty space next to him rippled with a circle of light.

　　This was a point of prayer light, from the secret puppets controlled by the historical pore image summoned by Klein, which had existed before the gathering, but the corresponding area was shielded by Klein and no one was able to perceive it, and it was not until now that it returned to normal.

　　Klein turned his gaze to the circle of light, using it as a base point to expand his vision into the distance:

　　Within the real world, a deep, dark mountain peak loomed up, with a hole in its waist that extended all the way into the ground.

　　This place once hid a number of humans who had survived the Cataclysm, and had since been turned into K’s secret puppets by Kotar, the Ebony Demon Wolf.

　　Klein kept going back from all the traces during this time and found three places where the Ebony Demon Wolf used to hide, but none of the gains were too great.

　　The reason was simple, just like now, there was a stone mortared at the entrance of that cave, on which sat a young man wearing classical black robes, a pointed fedora, a wide forehead, and a thin face.

　　Amon.

　　The Angel of Time seemed to recognize the gaze from the Source Castle, raised his head, straightened his crystal-polished monocle, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

　　”……” Klein retracted his gaze, his facial “muscles” slightly twitching as he whispered, “What a ghost! …… It’s not like this guy doesn’t know the past of the Ebony Demon Wolf, is it necessary to destroy all the clues I need? And it’s only a little bit ahead every time ……”

　　If he wasn’t unable to fight, he would want to hang Amon and whip him right now.

　　Phew …… Klein exhaled and instantly returned to the real world.

　　Wearing a black bowler hat and carrying a dimly lit horse lamp, he lifted the maintenance on the historical aperture projection and left that mountain peak without looking back, going deeper into the dead wilderness.

　　Klein’s pace did not hesitate a bit, because he had already received the detailed information about Kotal, the Ebony Demon Wolf, from the Goddess of the Night, and had a sufficient understanding of the character, style and habits of this “God of Wishes”.

　　The main reason why he was still pursuing the past of the Ebony Demon Wolf was because he wanted to do a verification, after all, the Eastern Continent had become the “God’s Abandoned Land” for two to three thousand years, and the Ebony Demon Wolf had been out of the “Goddess of the Night’s” gaze for a long enough time, and it was very likely that there would be some alienation of character and change of style. If he followed the information provided by the “Goddess of Darkness” to plan his actions, it was not unlikely that he would make the mistake of bombing his targets with outdated maps.

　　”Under the strong pressure given by the ‘True Creator’ and Amon, the possibility of the ebony demonic wolf’s metamorphosis is not low. …… Maybe it’s even perverted, maybe its spirit is so depressed that it’s half-crazed! …… “Klein couldn’t help but spit out a few words in his heart.

　　The “Ebony Demon Wolf” in his words can actually be seamlessly switched to “Klein Moretti” and “Zhou Mingrui”, just need to change the sentence to the future tense.

　　Another reason why Kline insisted on pursuing the past of the Ebony Demon Wolf was to try to fool Amon, making it difficult for K to guess that he had the key information.

　　Of course, this may not be able to deceive the “God of Fraud”, Klein’s main purpose is to obtain spiritual victory, so as to regulate the too depressing state of mind, do not have to often seek treatment from Ms. “Justice”.

　　Well, so far, the Ebony Demon Wolf indeed still maintains the sobriety and sanity of the middle and late second era, not as manic, bloodthirsty, crazy ……k as when it first fused the other extraordinary characteristics, the most important character traits seem to have remained the same, still so suspicious, even their own secret puppets are not so trustworthy, and once they decided to migrate, they will leave behind! All the secret puppets that he previously owned and erased the connection …… Also, the Ubiquitous Ember Demon Wolf seems to have migrated to this side from the east …… Thinking about it, Klein suddenly stopped, and in the darkness where there were no stars or red moon, relying on his spiritual intuition, he turned his gaze to a certain place.

　　His look grew solemn, and his right hand lifted and pressed his half-height silk bowler hat.

　　Then Klein adjusted the direction of his forward march, and advanced step by step toward the point where his gaze had been directed.

　　There was the east.

　　In the endless darkness, the horse lamp he carried in his hand dragged out lonely shadows, and the knee-length trench coat he was wearing was nearly the same color as the deep night in the distance, and his footsteps accelerated a bit more than just a moment ago.

　　……

　　BECKLAND, QUEENS, inside the Hall family’s luxury villa.

　　Audrey sat down in front of the dresser and began to seriously think about how to make the release of the “bait” seem reasonable.

　　In the process, she suddenly thought of something.

　　That is, if you want to go to the extraordinary gathering near the “listening” of the participants of the heart, lack of fast enough and convenient way.

　　As a Sequence 4 Demigod, she could neither fly nor “teleport”, nor could she “jump” covertly with the help of flames; if it was the middle of the night, she could use the dream world as a springboard to “shuttle”. If it’s late at night, you can use the dream world as a springboard to “shuttle”, and you can only rely on your feet in the daytime and evening.

　　”Well …… actually I’m not slow, but if I run faster than a steam train, I’m sure I’ll attract attention …… There are so many powerful people in Bekrand, there won’t be a lack of people who can see through my ‘psychology of stealth’ existence ……. The existence of ‘stealth’ …… Similarly, in the state of dragonization, I am able to fly, but this image is too conspicuous …… At present, I can only let my consciousness and spirit enter the collective subconscious sea, and I can’t bring my body into it as well! …… “Audrey thought about it, but she could only consider acquiring seals or magical items with the ability to “travel”, while deciding to travel through the dream world wherever it exists, and walk, take a car, or take the subway if it does not.

　　The simple demigods ah …… Well, no wonder the full name is demigods and half-humans, those terrible extraordinary ability is the side of God, these are the human side …… Audrey smiled to herself, pulling the thoughts back to the right track.

　　……

　　Bakerland, Hilston District.

　　Sitting by the fireplace, Forsyth spread a book out on her lap to serve as a backing pad for her letterhead.

　　She held the pen in her hand and gazed longingly at a horizontal line on the paper and a tarot card scattered on the floor.

　　”What’s the matter? Don’t want to lie to your teacher? No, you wrote the truth …… don’t want to design your teacher?” Hugh walked over, squatted down, and looked up into Voorhees’ eyes.

　　Folth shook his head:

　　”No, it’s not about that.

　　”I do feel some guilt, but I know it’s a good thing for him for the Abrahams family.

　　”I’m just hesitant, always feeling that our fate will change after I write this letter.”

　　”Huh?” Hugh listened a little stunned, not quite understanding what his best friend meant.

　　Forsyth exhaled slowly and said:

　　”The war before and now is actually not that dangerous to us, we have enough ability to circumvent it, obtain the appropriate supplies, and continue to live a peaceful life, so I don’t feel so deeply about it.

　　”We are like men standing beside a torrent, who could have watched everything safely from the sidelines, but after writing this letter, we may be swept into the torrent by the rising tide.”

　　Hugh listened quietly, opened his mouth, and pursed it again:

　　”Do you think we could have avoided this flood of fate without this incident?”

　　As she spoke, she picked up a tarot card from the floor.

　　The face of the card depicted an angel blowing a trumpet and a dead person.

　　The “Judgment” card.

　　Voorhees looked at this tarot card for a while, closed her eyes, gathered her hair, and said with a smile:

　　”I see.

　　”This is our inescapable destiny.”

　　After praying to Mr. Fool, after getting the Magician card, it was an inescapable fate.

　　The pen in Foerth’s hand finally fell and landed on the letter paper.

　　……

　　Pritzker Harbor.

　　Dorian Gray Abrahams, who had long since left the Fishermen’s Association and changed his identity, opened the letter from his student.

　　As he quickly skimmed through it, his expression gradually changed from shock, elation, and doubt to horror.

　　Bang!

　　Dorian dropped the letter in his hand and touched down the table in front of him, as if there was a curse attached to that piece of paper, hiding a monster.

　　He backed away in a flurry, came to the other side, pulled open a drawer, removed a few things, and then, rushing for the door, prepared to leave the place.

　　As his right palm came to rest on the brass handle, Dorian’s movements suddenly slowed and eventually settled.

　　He slowly turned around and turned his gaze to the letter spread out on the floor with rather complicated eyes.

　　After a few seconds, Dorian Gray Abraham walked towards the letter at a slow pace, walking hesitantly, hesitantly, struggling, but not stopping, as if tempted by the devil.