Part 1 The Joker Chapter 189 – Prayer and Answer
Daffodil Street, Tingen.
Klein was discussing the latest popular play with his brother Benson and sister Melissa, and cordially invited them to see it at the Grand Theater next Sunday night.
”I think enough has been said in the papers that The Return of the Earl is definitely a play worth seeing live; it’s been played dozens of times at the Bakerland, to full houses, and I don’t think we should miss the opportunity.” The lack of entertainment programs made Klein reluctant to give it up; after all, he had been one of those who had seen a play in his previous life in a fashionable manner.
Of course, if it wasn’t for the sake of maintaining my image, I’d rather go to a tavern and play pool …… Well, renting a venue for a game of tennis isn’t bad either, this is something to consider, it belongs to the middle class leisure program, with my current physical fitness, as long as I don’t encounter any other extraordinary people messing around, I can easily deal with most of my opponents… …Never mind, I can only think about it for now, re-investigating people and things related to Lanlus in the morning, fighting practice in the afternoon, and lining up a portion of the Red Chimney Houses before I go home in the evening ……
I am really a busy man …… Klein thought bitterly.
Seeing that Benson was already interested and that Melissa was still somewhat hesitant, he added with a smile:
”Rumor has it that the most popular supporting character of The Return of the Count is a talented mechanic.”
”Well, no matter what, it’s always necessary to go to the amphitheater to see a play once.” Melissa pursed her lips and nodded very grudgingly, but her eyes were considerably brighter than a moment ago.
Klein was about to respond when a sudden buzzing whisper rang in his ears, and his head spun for a few seconds in response.
Someone is praying to me …… He put his right hand behind his back and laughed softly:
”I’ll wait patiently for the booking day to open then.”
”Well, I’m going back to the bedroom to get a report.”
”We’ll have to plunge into the sea of knowledge as well, and hopefully not drown in it.” Benson smiled to himself and turned back to the dining room with Melissa to sit down.
Klein went up to the second floor, unlocked the bedroom door, and sealed off the entire room with a wall of spirituality before taking four steps against the grain and chanting an incantation to get above the gray mist.
Inside the lofty palace that was the abode of the giants, his figure appeared with a flourish at the top of a long bronze table, his eyes reflecting a deep red star that was shrinking and expanding.
Klein raised his right hand, spreading his spirituality, and touched the star that symbolized “justice”.
With a bang, he saw a distorted and blurred image of Ms. Justice in a beige court dress, sitting on a chair in a dark corner, her hands clasped against her buried forehead.
At the same time, the sweet, slightly childish and tense voice of a woman was overlaid with illusions and echoed in layers:
”O fool who does not belong to this age;”
”You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;”
”You are the yellow and black king who reigns over good fortune.”
”I beseech Thy gaze;”
”I pray for Your hearing;”
……
”I met the suspected Zilingus at a ball held by Duke Negan.”
”He was disguised as Baron Gramiel for unknown purposes.”
”I noticed from some details that today’s Baron Gramiel is different from the past, which reminds me of the extraordinary ability of that magical item of Zylingus to make people change their appearance.”
……
Klein listened attentively, and finally realized what Ms. Justice was describing:
Zylingus actually used the special ability of “Creeping Hunger” to blend into Duke Negan’s ball!
What he didn’t realize was that a certain noble lady was a “spectator” who had memorized Baron Grammiel’s past traits, so he was unknowingly exposed!
What is this guy trying to do? And what should I do? I’ve been experimenting with sacrificial rituals that don’t use spiritual materials for the past two days, and I realized that I can create something like a “summoning door”, but I can’t open it, so I’m thinking of finding time to go to the underground market to buy some spiritual materials to do a second experiment. …… Ms. “Justice” attended the ball, certainly will not carry spiritual materials …… Klein contemplated for more than ten seconds, began to respond to the prayers of the “justice”.
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The Duke of Negan’s mansion in the small prayer room.
Audrey repeated the prayer several times, and finally stopped, organized the clothes, and quickly walked to the door.
She knew she couldn’t disappear for too long or she would worry her father and mother, thus misjudging the situation and responding incorrectly.
Standing behind the door, Audrey took a deep breath and with apprehension and unease reached out her white muslin gloved right hand and unlocked it.
Leaving the small prayer room, she made her way back down the corridor towards the “dining room”, and as she saw the guests with their glasses and trays approaching, she was suddenly struck by an illusory haze that surrounded her.
In the center of the thick gray mist was an ancient high-backed chair, on which sat a mysterious being whose face and figure one could not see, looking down on everything.
Mr. “Fool”! Audrey nearly blurted out in surprise.
Immediately afterward, she heard the familiar low voice:
”I know.”
The voice was still echoing, the gray fog had disappeared, and Audrey’s eyes were still on the long tables with food and drinks, and the bustling scene of mingling was still there.
The apprehension and uneasiness in her heart suddenly disappeared, and she subconsciously straightened her back and entered the “dining room”, walking towards the lounge with light steps.
……
Above the gray fog, inside the lofty palace.
After responding to Ms. Justice, Klein began to think about how to convey this matter to the “inverted man”.
”By myself to repeat the narrative certainly can not, there is a loss of place grid …… where there is a mysterious existence personally act as a microphone!” He deliberated for dozens of seconds, suddenly had an idea, the “justice” lady just prayed for the picture and voice materialized, into a mosaic like a movie scene.
Reaching out with his hand, Klein threw this repeatedly replayed light screen into the crimson star that symbolized the “inverted man”.
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The Cathedral of the Holy Winds, Birkeland, Chorwood.
Inside a simple room, Alger “The Hanged Man” Wilson was studying the investigation reports of the last few days, trying to find traces of “Hurricane Lieutenant General” Tsilingus.
Above him, diagonally to his right, lay a stack of papers filled with twisted symbols.
Just as Alger leaned back and rubbed his eyes, he suddenly realized that his eyes had become illusory, appearing as a thick, grayish fog.
In the depths of the fog, which could not be seen to the end, there was a high-backed chair that existed there forever, and on the high-backed chair sat a vague figure.
”Fool” Mr. …… Alger just came up with this thought, and saw the hazy gray fog more a vague figure wearing a court dress.
She maintained a prayerful stance and kept stating:
”I met the suspected Zilingus at a ball held by Duke Negan.”
”He was disguised as Baron Gramiel for an unknown purpose.”
”I realized from some details that today’s Baron Gramiel was different from the past, which made me think of Zylingus’s extraordinary ability to make people change their appearance with that magical item.”
……
Alger was startled at first, but then showed a surprised expression, pressing his hand to his chest and lowering his head:
”Praise be to you, Mr. Fool!”
No sooner had his words left his mouth than everything he heard and saw disappeared as if it had never existed.
Gazing at the desk where Rossel’s diary and investigation reports were placed, Alger’s pupils shrunk slightly, once again sensing the power of the Fool:
This is the Holy Wind Cathedral, once the headquarters of the Storm Church, although it was already more than a thousand years ago, it doesn’t stop the believers from still considering it as one of the holy places, however, Mr. Fool still “descended” without a sound and gave a response! ……
After about ten seconds of silence, Alger grabbed his belongings and turned to go out the door.
He was going to find Ace Snake, one of the Cardinals of the Storm Church, the Archbishop of the Diocese of Birkeland, and the “Song of God”!
For Alger Wilson, killing “Hurricane Lieutenant General” Tsilingus is the best development, but if he can’t do it, it is acceptable to confirm the death of the other party!
……
After “transferring” Ms. Justice’s description to the inverted man, Kline left the mysterious space above the gray mist and returned to his bedroom.
Instead of rushing to disarm the Spiritual Wall, he sat down at his desk, spread out the paper, picked up a fountain pen, and began to write a letter:
”…… According to the urgent intelligence I received, Zylingus, with the help of the ‘Shepherd’s’ ability, changed into the appearance of Baron Grammill and mixed into Duke Negan’s ball, and for the time being, it’s unclear as to his purpose. ”
Klein was not concerned that Mr. Aztec suspected him, wondering how something that had just happened in Birkeland could be known so quickly by someone in Tingen, given that there were such things as telegraphs in this world.
”I am not sure that it will interest you, but I thought it necessary to let you know.” Crane closed quickly, folding the letter paper.
Then he fumbled for the antique brass whistle, brought it to his lips, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard.
The huge, horrible, illusory white-bone messenger reappeared, still towering over him, unconcerned that his head had dug into the roof.
Kraven resisted the urge to use his “Joker” ability, and instead of turning the letter paper into a flying sword, he honestly threw it to the messenger.
After blowing the whistle again to end the summoning, Klein collected himself and went over the matter in his mind again.
All he could do at the moment was what he had just done!
Although Klein could also use the “Summoning Ceremony” to carry the “Yang Yan Charm” and go to Beckland in person, but this is too dangerous, as Zylingus is a Sequence 6 “Wind Favored One”. But this is too dangerous, Zylingus is a Sequence 6 “Wind Favored One”, and he also has the magical item “Creeping Hunger” on his body, secondly, it’s too troublesome, and he has to get the “Yang Yan Charm” on top of the gray mist first, thirdly, it’s too easy to ruin his image, so he sensibly gave up this plan.
”Actually, it’s not a big problem, Duke Negan is the biggest aristocrat outside of the royal family, the big man behind the Conservative Party, and there is certainly no lack of high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the people attending today’s ball, to say that there is no powerful extraordinary person to protect them, I don’t believe it the first time, and Zillinger is the second time… well, not considering this aspect of the factor, he didn’t need to disguise himself to blend in… …Since Ms. ‘Justice’ has found out in advance and prepared the nobles, things won’t turn too serious and get out of control ……”
”I wonder just how fast Mr. Aztec’s messenger is, if he can make use of the Spirit World Shuttle, there’s still hope for him to catch up with the ‘proper meal’… if it’s as slow as Ms. Daley’s messenger, he’ll just have to read the news after the fact and guess the truth… …”
Klein nodded weakly, putting the matter behind him; he couldn’t do much more than that anyway.