Part 1 The Joker Chapter 176 The Letter
For the current Klein, simple ritual magic was already as skillful as eating and drinking, and it didn’t take him long to complete the preparation of the materials and light the candle that symbolized himself.
Looking at the dim flame wavering on the desk, Klein inexplicably came up with a funny thought:
”Does this count as lighting wax for yourself?”
”I’ll go, what am I imagining!”
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Collecting his thoughts, he picked up the black rot flower powder belonging to the realm of death and lightly sprinkled it on the candle, exchanging it for a burst of flavor similar to formalin in a previous life.
He then added the “Full Moon Essential Oil”, a favorite of the night, to the candle.
The cauldron warmed up, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, with an invisible, subtle feeling surging.
Klein took a step back and chanted in a low voice in ancient Hermetic:
”Me!”
Then he switched to Hermetic:
”I invoke in my name;”
”Spirit wandering in the void, driven creature of the upper world, messenger of Daley Simone alone.”
Woo!
The wind stirred with a cry, and the dim candle-flame was instantly tinted with an ethereal blue hue.
Under its illumination, the position of the wall behind the desk rippled with near-transparent waves, and a bizarre face with no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, and only a mouth came to the fore.
It opened its lips wide, spitting out a long and bright red tongue, set with one irregular tooth after another, in addition, the top of the tongue is also five thin fingers, they are constantly stretched out, and constantly pinched together, seems to be waiting for the delivery.
Is this Daley’s “messenger”? Compared to Mr. Aztec’s, it’s just like a child …… No, that doesn’t accurately describe the difference between the two sides, well, one is a grown-up giant, and the other is a human baby …… I don’t know if it’s because of the magical item or because of Mr. Aztec’s own very powerful relationship. Very powerful relationship …… I’ll have to adjust my perception of him, maybe he’s a high sequence powerhouse ……
Oops, I forgot, I should have asked Ms. Daley in my letter what the names of Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 of the “corpse collector” pathway are, and Mr. Aztec is very likely to belong to this sequence, but of course he may not have been promoted by the magic potion… hmmm… maybe by the ancestral chromosomes… …Ask next time, the messenger is waiting ……
Klein gazed at the paper carefully for a few moments, placed the folded paper into the messenger’s “hand”, and watched as it firmly grasped it.
Brush!
The messenger withdrew its tongue and swallowed the letter, and the transparent, weird, writhing face shrank into the wall and disappeared.
I have to say, the means of magic is also quite cool, quite convenient, just can not be popularized …… Klein looked at the return to normal candle flame, shook his head, ended the ceremony.
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Monday morning, Birkeland, Queens.
In the hidden corner of the municipal garden donated by Duke Negan, Hugh Dilcha, whose blonde hair was messy and shaggy, and Folth Wall, whose temperament was languid, looked dumbfounded at the receiver in front of them, and for a moment they didn’t know what language to use to greet them.
Just over 1 meter 5, the short and delicate Hugh stared at the big golden-furred dog wagging its tail and gulping its tongue, straightened his trainee knight’s uniform, and spoke with deliberation:
”You are the messenger sent by Miss Audrey?”
”Oh my goddess, why would I question a dog so seriously ……”
Forsyth held a slender cigarette between his fingers and gave a heave:
”Maybe it’s a magical creature?”
”I’ve never seen a magical creature that looks so much like a dog ……” Hugh responded rather seriously.
Suzie sat back for a moment, closed her mouth, and pointed a paw at her belly.
A small leather pouch was strapped into the long, thick blonde fur.
Hugh glanced from side to side to make sure no one was paying attention, and busied himself by stepping closer and bending down to unfasten the pouch.
Forsyth glanced at it curiously, his expression suddenly becoming odd:
”Crocodile skin, and it has the style of fashion designer Mr. Sides …… She even used this kind of bag to make a deal ……”
”…… That means it’s expensive?” Hugh held up the leather pouch.
Forsyth pursed his lips and nodded seriously.
Hugh’s movements slowed to an exaggeration for a moment as she carefully ripped open the zipper and removed the letterhead inside, as if she were holding an antique vase in her hand.
After reading it, she handed the letter to Voorhees in passing.
Voorhees read it thoughtfully and lit the letterhead with a cigarette, witnessing it turn to black ash and fall to the dirt.
”No additional intelligence provided.” Hugh involuntarily beamed, pulling a folded stack of papers from the pocket of his trainee knight’s uniform.
She looked at Susie with full authority and subconsciously barked:
”This is the investigation report of the last few days, you must give it directly to Miss Audrey Hall.”
Susie shuddered and busied herself with sitting upright, her tail wagging fast.
Satisfied, Hugh nodded and tucked the folded stack of papers into the leather pouch, then re-tied the pouch to Suzie.
Suzie gave a wail and scampered out of sight.
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Inside the Hall family’s luxurious villa.
Audrey was sitting on the couch in her sitting room, letter cutter in hand, trying to open the letter in front of her.
It was sent back by her second-ranked brother from the Southern Continent’s Byron Empire, and there was also a parcel that arrived together with the letter.
Just then, she saw Susie push open the hidden door of her room and rush in with small steps.
Suzie sat upright on the carpet in front of Audrey and patted the leather pouch with her paw.
”You’re such an excellent messenger!” Audrey didn’t mince her words of praise.
Susie glanced back at the door, shaking the air and whispering:
”Your friend is very serious, seeing her reminds me of the old days, when there would be special hunters to train us.”
She was a gift from Earl Hall when he purchased the hounds.
Susie, your Rune is getting more and more fluent …… It is the logic of the language that is still a little problematic …… Audrey watched as the big blonde dog unzipped the leather pouch by himself and ripped open the zipper with familiarity.
She gave Susie a wink, and the big blonde dog immediately understood, jerked to his feet, scurried to the exit, and unlocked the door to his housing.
”…… No results yet, but a missing homeless person was spotted in the Bakerland Bridge area, well, it’s not certain, maybe it was just the homeless person who suddenly changed his original course of activity …… “Audrey finished flipping through the investigation report and thought hard about what to reply to Hugh and Forsyth:
Tell Hugh, as long as she can find out the whereabouts of “Hurricane Lieutenant General” Zillinger, I will buy the “Sheriff” magic potion formula and give it to her. …… No, it’s not friendly enough, and it will make her feel inferior. Well, I’d say so, Hugh, I’ve got your bounty. If you complete the commission, the 450 pounds in cash will be yours. …… Oops, I’ve only found the spinal fluid of the Falseman Rabbit for the main ingredient in Mind Reader, but I’m still missing the pituitary gland of the adult Seven-Colored Lizard Dragon. The pituitary gland of an adult seven-colored lizard is still missing. …… Grelint, Hugh and Forsyth have not found any either. ……
Audrey, be happy, at least you have completely digested the “audience” magic potion!
If you get all the ingredients together, you’ll be a Sequence 8 Extraordinary!
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Audrey collected her thoughts, picked up a pen and paper, quickly wrote a letter of reply, stuffed it back into the leather pouch, and commissioned Suzy to make another trip.
Watching the back of the big blonde dog disappear through the doorway, she opened the letter from her brother and began to read it with a smile on her lips:
”Dear Sister:”
”I think you should also come to the Southern Continent, to the colonized region of the Byron Empire, with its abundant sunshine, crisp air, clean environment, freshly salvaged seafood, various unique customs, docile and obedient Byron natives who are perfect for servants, and, well, the smell of freedom.”
”Whereas, Byakland is cold, damp, the air is poor, often gray and foggy, the sun is often not seen, and, the population is that much larger, so much larger that it creates all sorts of problems, and, well, there’s a never-ending stream of dances, banquets, and salons …… those social occasions are stodgy and stiff, and they don’t make me want to linger for a moment. My dear sister, I think you feel the same way.”
”I’m not trying to run away from my family, I’m just pursuing my own life, but our brother certainly doesn’t see it that way, he’s always been a selfish man, and of course, he doesn’t begrudge you because there’s only so much of the fortune you can partake of, and I, for one, am the worst enemy to his succession to the title, after all, our father is an Earl with a long term vision, and would never be bound by the primogenitor succession system of bondage.”
”He could do anything he felt he had to, just as he did when he sold half his fields and pastures to enter the banking business despite strong opposition.”
”I still miss Berkland occasionally, but mostly I miss my father, I miss my mother, I miss you, I miss your smile that changed my mood for the better during those years, you must have become Berkland’s brightest jewel, but sadly it may be a couple of years before I can come back, a career is a man’s pride and the fine young men of the Kingdom of Ruin use the world as a stage. ”
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”You may tell our dear aunt that the coastal strip of the Byron Empire is perfect for a vacation, perfect for her joints that ache and swell every winter, and I cordially invite her to be my guest, and it would be even better if you could join her.”
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”I didn’t send you too many gifts, mainly things with a strong Byronic style, such as the characteristic yellow silks and ornaments full of death-worshiping colors.”
”I remember you’ve always been into the occult side of things, I’ll keep an eye out for you, there’s so much mystery in the folklore here.”
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After reading the epistle, Audrey picked up her pad and pen and paper, leaned back against the back of the couch, pursed her lips, and wrote carefully:
”My dearest Alfred:”
”Although only less than a year has passed, the little girl you remember has grown up and no longer enjoys the occult side of things, you don’t need to go collecting similar things.”
Because it is very dangerous …… Audrey puffed out her cheeks and added in her mind.
In the intervening time, she had heard of far too many tragedies that had occurred due to the occult in the gatherings of the extraordinary, and in Hugh’s and Forsyth’s recounting of them.
She thought about it for a moment, then turned to declare excitedly:
”My current interests lie in the field of biology, and I’ve been particularly fascinated lately by sub-dragons such as the seven-colored lizard dragons, so you can ask around for me where I can find similar creatures, or their well-preserved corpses.”