Part 1. The Joker Chapter 83 – Carving
Bogda left Rosen’s Folk Herbalist in a daze with the herbs wrapped in yellowish-brown paper.
As he waited for the railed public carriage, he came to his senses:
Ten whole pounds for a packet like that?
That was close to a month’s salary!
If he hadn’t trusted Anna and Joyce, there was no way he could have brought so much cash to the Divination Club!
Could it be that behind Mr. Moretti’s charging only eight pence for divination, he was working with the shady owner of Rawson’s Herb Shop to make more profit? This, this is very much like the classic fraud case in the newspaper ah! Bogda, associating back and forth, actually became a little suspicious of Crane, and even of Joyce and Anna.
The railed public carriage stopped, and he looked at the herbs in his hand, and in the end, he did not have the cheek to return, and could only enter the carriage with a heavy heart.
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Inside Rosen’s folkloric herb store.
The proprietor looked at Bogda’s back going away, and suddenly turned back and shouted to the back door location where the herbs were stacked:
”Shermin, don’t go back to acquiring herbs starting today.”
”Why? Teacher, why?” A clean-cut teenager with disheveled hair walked out.
The owner smiled and said:
”This is the 16th customer who has come to my door because of my fame, if I continue like this, I think the Night Watchers, the Substitute Punishers, and the Mechanical Hearts will all take notice of me, and it’s time to think about going to another city.”
”So does this store need to be transferred?” Shermin asked with concern as she nodded indistinctly.
The owner gave a hey and said:
”If you want to stay, you can be the owner of this store, in terms of distinguishing herbs and mixing potions, your ability is already sufficient, of course, fifty percent of your monthly profit remember to deposit it into my bearer account at the Bank of Berkland.”
”But I have yet to learn what you are truly good at.” Shermin was both tired of not being able to stay in one city for a year, and rather disenchanted with the magical formulas that her teacher specialized in.
The boss sat back in his recliner and rocked leisurely:
”That’s not something you can learn just because you want to. ……”
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A cup of boiling black-green liquid appeared in front of Bogda’s eyes, the stinky sock-like smell, the color that made people want to vomit, all made him profoundly doubt every move he made today.
Freshly spilled cock blood was dripped into the potion, and Bogda’s father looked worriedly at his son and said:
”I think surgery is the best option.”
The small amount of rooster blood tumbled a few times in the boiling liquid and disappeared, and Bogda took a deep breath and said:
”If the potion doesn’t work again this time, I’ll consider surgery.”
”The Lord will protect you.” Bogda’s father drew the triangular holy emblem on his chest.
Waiting for the boiling liquid to cool, Bogda, with the thought that he couldn’t waste ten pounds of money, raised his right hand, closed his eyes, raised his head, and gulped down the entire potion with a gurgle.
The foul odor with a slight taste of blood echoed in his mouth, making him nearly spit out all that he had just drunk.
That night, Bogda realized that he had eaten badly, and went to the washroom six times, waiting until the Crimson Moon was about to disappear before he drifted off to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly awoke with a start as he dreamed of a reprimand from the owner of the company.
”Luckily, luckily, I took three days of annual vacation and didn’t have to rush to the office.” Bogda exhaled in relaxation, suddenly realizing that he was in rather good spirits.
It was a stark contrast to the low state of the past few weeks.
Subconsciously, Bogda reached down and pressed the right side of his abdomen, only to find that the area that had previously stung unbearably with the slightest pressure became normal, with only the usual pressing pain.
”It can’t really be working, can it? That apothecary is obviously bluffing ah ……” Bogda was surprised, happy and puzzled as he rolled over and got out of bed, moving his body, only to feel that the long-lost sense of health had returned.
He pondered for a long time and said to himself:
”According to that pharmacist’s order, there are two more potions to drink, and when they are finished, I will go to the hospital to have another internist take a look ……”
”That pharmacist didn’t seem to say how many times a day to drink the potion ……”
”…… I still think he’s a bit of a liar ……”
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Inside the clerical office of Blackthorn Security, Klein pleaded ahead and was given an undisturbed environment.
Carrying a carving knife and waxing lyrical, he earnestly carved spells and symbols into two pieces of silver jewelry.
It was the Hermetic text that prayed for the avoidance of doom, and the two occult symbols that symbolized the Goddess of Night, the Queen of Doom and Fear.
In addition to this, Klein added the goddess’s corresponding spiritual number “7” and related magical symbols.
In addition, both sides of the runes and amulets had to be engraved, and which symbols, which spells, which symbols, which signs, which positions they occupied, and what special format they had on each side belonged to the advanced realm of the occult, and were full of fallacies that had been circulated among the common people.
At this moment, Klein had a number of carved and wasted materials on his right hand – it was only through repeated practice and confirmation that he had mastered it that he dared to make amulets for his brother Benson and sister Melissa.
As his spirit settled, the spirit of his carving knife erupted from the tip of the blade, outlining the number “7” on the surface of the silver jewelry.
The spells and symbols on the other side of the silver jewelry, which he had already carved, were waiting to be finished on this side.
When the last cut was made, all the spirits were connected together, and Klein suddenly felt a strange, majestic, and terrifying surge of power in the room.
The surge quickly disappeared, and the incantations on both sides of the silver jewelry came together in Klein’s “spiritual vision”, radiating a serene and calm blackness.
He put down the carving knife and rubbed the silver jewelry consisting of a “circle” and a “vertical”, only to feel that the touch was warm with a little bit of coolness.
”There!” He gladly pocketed the previously crafted amulet into his shirt pocket along with the newly completed piece, intending to give it to his brother Benson and sister Melissa when he had the chance.
–This kind of amulet made by an extraordinary person possesses a certain effect that allows the wearer to unconsciously avoid a considerable degree of doom, but it won’t be too much, moreover, the spirituality will be lost a little bit, and a year’s period of use will be the limit unless a high level of ceremonial magic is used and prayed for to be cured in its entirety, and a high level of ceremonial magic has a terrible demand on the Spirituality has a terrifying requirement, non-Klein can afford it at the moment.
When the time comes, he will reuse spirituality to outline it again …… Klein nodded thoughtfully and began to clean up the messy table.
He didn’t make items for himself for the time being, as this level of amulets had limited effect on him, so his goal was to make a few amulets opened with special syllables for defense in conjunction with ritual magic after he mastered Runeology even further.
After finishing his finishing work, Klein had just stepped out of the clerical office, ready to turn in the scrapped materials, when he saw Captain Dunn approaching in a black trench coat.
Dunn’s dark gray eyes swept, and the corner of his mouth turned up as he said:
”Klein, the Holy Church has approved that you are our official member.”
”Really? That’s great!” Klein showed surprise in a half-truth.
Dunn smiled and nodded:
”You can go ahead and get your back pay now of £3 for this week and £4.50 per week after that until the advance is paid off.”
”By the way, did I mention the night watchman’s ceremony?”
”Every official night watchman must go on an independent mission, and only then will they be recognized by their peers. Considering your previous outstanding performance, I think it can be replaced with a normal mission that was entrusted to you, and at that time, I will then formally introduce you to all the Night Watchers in Tingen City.”
Klein replied without hesitation:
”Yes!”
With 3 pounds plus the 7 pounds reimbursed, there was no problem at all in adding another set of formal attire!
And there’s quite a bit left over!
Hmm, I wonder when I’ll be able to wait for the assignment ……
Klein waited this one until Sunday, until Selena’s birthday dinner.
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Changing into his formal attire and cleaning his half-height silk bowler hat with a brush and handkerchief, Klein looked in the mirror and walked into the first floor very satisfied.
And by this time, Melissa was looking Benson’s clothes up and down.
”Is there a problem?” Benson raised his cane, a little winced by his sister’s gaze.
He examined himself and felt that there was nothing wrong with him and that he was dressed decently enough.
Melissa withdrew her gaze and said with a serious expression:
”Benson, that’s some pretty old formal wear you’ve got there.”
”Today’s birthday dinner will be attended by a number of outstanding young ladies and ladies, and I think it’s disrespectful to them for you to dress like this.”
Klein was full of questions, but after hearing Melissa’s emphasis, he snapped out of it and came up with a smile:
”Benson and I are about the same size, he can wear that other tuxedo of mine.”
He had already explained to his brother and sister that he had bought a new set of formal wear, saying that when inspecting certain artifacts, the clothes were damaged by the hanging thorns, so the company generously compensated for it, of course, he hid the matter of the “promotion and raise in salary” for fear of scaring Melissa and Benson, and planned to wait for half a year and then tell them.
This explanation made Benson and Melissa very envious, thinking that Blackthorn Security Company was really a difficult employer to pick.
”There’s no need for this, right?” Benson asked rhetorically, still not understanding the situation.
”No, it’s very necessary.” Klein pushed Benson’s shoulder towards the stairs, “I have that tuxedo hanging on the coat rack.”
After watching Benson walk up the stairs with a bewildered look on his face, Klein turned to Melissa and smiled:
”You’re hoping that Benson will take advantage of Selena’s birthday dinner to start a nice relationship with a certain young lady?”
He had read a lot of newspapers and magazines in the meantime, and knew that aristocratic and middle-class banquets often served the purpose of matchmaking.
Melissa nodded seriously:
”Yes, Benson has missed out on too much for us.”
Sister, how do you live out your mom s feeling …… Klein looked at Melissa and suddenly shook his head and lost his smile.