Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 102 – Returning to the Church of the Harvest
Silver City, inside the cramped room.
Derek “The Sun” Berg sat on the edge of his bed, quietly recalling the information on the seven gods that he had received this time.
The completely unheard of names of the gods, the plausible ancient myths, were all signaling to him a new world that was very different from the area where Silver City was located.
”Is that a land not forsaken by the gods? Or rather, an earth blessed by new gods?” Derek sat in the darkness without additional movement, lightning streaking through the window every now and then, bringing with it an intense glow.
He slowly focused his thoughts on the authority held by each of the seven gods, and compared it to the ancient gods such as Anglewild, the “Dragon of Imagination”:
”The so-called ‘God of War’ is very close to the Giant King Olmir, the ‘Lord of Storms’ has authority similar to the Elf King Sunyasolem, and the ‘Goddess of Night ‘ on the other hand, seems to be a combination of the Demon Wolf King Freygra and the Vampire Initiate Lilith, and no similarities can be found in the Eternal Blazing Sun, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, or the God of Steam and Machinery. ……”
”Regarding myths and legends, I didn’t listen closely enough in class and missed a lot ……”
”Phew, while there’s no patrol duty for a while, go to the Spire Library and rummage through the information.”
Derek stood up with a flourish and did as he thought.
His problem was also the problem of the vast majority of Silver City’s residents, who, when receiving their general education, focused on “Demonology,” “Monster Taxonomy,” “Runeology,” and “Transcendent Basics.” When they received their general education, they focused on practical courses such as “Demonology”, “Monster Classification”, “Charms”, “Transcendent Fundamentals”, and other knowledge that could be used to deal with monsters in the dark depths of the world and to increase the yield of edible plants, and when they listened to the supplementary subjects such as “Mythologies”, they often did not pay enough attention to them.
If it weren’t for the fact that the history of Silver City could unite the residents and enhance their sense of honor and mission, and that the Council of Six was very strict in this regard, Derek believed that he would be able to remember the events of the last twenty or thirty years at best.
Carrying the “Hurricane Axe”, Derek went out of the house, along the clean and simple but old mottled stone road, until the north of the city outside the Twin Towers.
The Twin Towers have a spire, which is the library of Silver City, the merit exchange point and the distribution of living materials, and a dome, which belongs to the “Council of Six”, the magical items rumored to have supported Silver City for more than 2,000 years, and the recipe and material warehouse.
Entering the spire, Derek went straight to the third floor, and from memory, found the bookshelf where the mythological materials and corresponding ancient books were placed.
He had just taken a fancy to a tome that dealt with creation myths and was about to pull it out when he realized that a palm with five slender fingers, fair skin, and a good-looking form had snatched the book before him and taken it away.
Derek looked around the arm, and after only one glance, he lowered his head and pressed his hand to his chest in a hushed greeting:
”Hello, Elder Lovia.”
The one who took the tome was the member of the “Council of Six”, “Shepherd” Lovia.
Luo Weiya wore a long black robe embroidered with many mysterious purple stripes, and her silver-gray hair was thick but with some curls.
Her face was smooth and white, her eyebrows were atmospheric and voluptuous, and she looked to be in her early thirties, with a pair of light gray eyes that seemed to be able to pierce through the soul.
”Uh-huh.” In the face of Derek’s greeting, Lovia gently nodded her head without saying anything more, and silently left between the two rows of bookshelves with that tome in hand.
Elder Lovia seemed to have become normal, unlike before, always switching between different states without regularity, sometimes crying, sometimes sneering, sometimes grunting angrily, sometimes indifferently …… Derek subconsciously flashed such a thought.
Suddenly, he was inexplicably a little afraid.
Because Elder Lovia is normal ……
Normal ……
……
Looking through the entire dossier, Klein did not even find a record of the animal.
It was clearly evident that the initial investigation had overlooked this issue.
”Well, have to remember the previous idea, can’t recklessly investigate on my own, first of all, not to mention whether I have enough special circumvention of the ‘demon’s’ premonition and grasp of danger, just the possibility of encountering the person responsible for the night watch is a very troublesome thing, my goal has always been to be an auxiliary, to analyze the case, to put forward speculations, to I have been aiming to be an assistant, analyzing cases, making guesses, and judging the authenticity of clues ……” Klein pondered on what he should do.
Understanding the “demon’s” ability, he temporarily dared not leave the investigation of whether the previous suspects had pets to Stuart, which had a small possibility of killing the other party.
”Now it is just a preliminary investigation without pointing, Stuart shouldn’t encounter anything, ‘Demon’ is not Aurora Club’s group of lunatics, it won’t actively expose itself, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Stuart will definitely be able to submit a report, perhaps there are clues hidden inside that others can’t detect. ” Klein stood up and paced back and forth in the sitting room with his hands in his pockets.
The problem he was struggling with now was how to get the main people investigating the case to bring the animal into the picture.
Directly mention, certainly not, that will attract suspicion, and secretly lead too obvious is also the same …… Hey, I’m not a “viewer”, do not have the extraordinary ability in this area ah …… Klein carefully think The first thing that he did was to think about what he was going to do.
He pulled out the letter paper, holding the pen, brush writing:
”Dear Mr. Stanton:”
”A question occurred to me, when the detectives discussed it before, they all agreed that the murderer’s movements in killing were skillful, with no traces of rawness to be seen, and very seasoned, believing that this could not be innate, and that it must necessarily be based on a wealth of experience, such as that of a medical school surgical student, or a butcher in a butcher store.”
”I took the opportunity at the time to speculate that he had perhaps done similar cases before, which was one direction of the investigation and the focus of my attention at the moment.”
”But after much thought over the past two days, I think that this is incomplete, and that, perhaps, he did not gain his experience by killing.”
”Is there such a possibility that he practiced with poor animals? Living, different kinds of animals.”
”The uncountable number of animals that die every day in Bakerland, and the even more that disappear into the depths of the sewers that no one knows about, make for good practice.”
”The above is my immature bit of opinion, which I hope to share with you.”
”Sherlock Moriarty.”
Klein did not directly mention that the murderer might be a demonized animal, and found another reason to practice, hoping that Eisinger Stanton would take this opportunity to notice the neglected “animal world”, and thus alert the official extraordinary person in charge.
As he wrote, he suddenly realized that this was also a direction.
The reason why the “demon” had never been caught was that it mostly hunted animals.
And animals hunting animals is not something to be concerned about.
That’s it, I hope it inspires them …… Klein folded the letterhead and went to the mailbox at the end of the street, fully clothed, to deliver it.
Fifteen minutes later, Lawyer Jürgen looked out the convex belly window at Detective Sherlock, who had made trip after trip to pass by, and finally couldn’t resist opening the front door and politely inquiring:
”Mr. Moriarty, did you forget your key?”
”Uh, sort of.” Klein squeezed out a smile and said.
”Why don’t you be my guest at my house? You can go back after dinner and after dark, I know, you private detectives are very good at climbing.” Jürgen invited with a serious expression.
Is this even possible? Klein froze for a second and smiled sincerely:
”It’s my honor.”
Attorney Jürgen’s grandmother was a chef’s chef!
And you can jerk off a cat in the process!
……
After full dark, a well-fed and well-drunk Klein rested at home for a while, grabbed his cane, and left Minsk Street.
He intended to go to the south side of the bridge to the moonflower street, looking for Bishop Utravski to ask about the origin of the “master key”.
With the help of the “divining rod”, he successfully arrived at the Harvest Church in the dead of night, following the same route as last time.
However, Bishop Utravski was not confessing in the church hall tonight, and there were only rows and rows of seats amidst the silence and dimness.
”Resting?” Slightly puzzled, Klein marched towards the living area at the back of the hall.
Just as he rounded the corner, he suddenly realized that Bishop Utrafsky, who was as tall as a giant, was making his way up the steps to the basement, where the heavy stone door had been slammed and banged.
Who had he detained in the basement? Klein instantly conjured up a series of not-so-healthy news stories.
Bishop Utravski looked up to see Klein in the same disguise he had been in before, and, also quite surprised, froze and asked:
”You haven’t found your way home yet?”
…… Do I look like someone who’s been lost for so long? Klein pulled out a smile and said:
”Father, I’m not lost.”
”You think that formula is a fake? It can’t be. …… “Bishop Utravski frowned and stopped halfway up the steps.
This made him equal in height to Klein.
”No, it was real.” Klein replied honestly.
Just then, the stone door to the basement was slammed again, with increasing intensity, accompanied by the male voice of “Let me out!”
”This?” Klein couldn’t help but ask.
Bishop Utravski smiled gently:
”A vampire.”
As soon as he spoke, the man in the basement shouted:
”What’s wrong with vampires? Vampires deserve to be locked up here by you? Should they listen to you nagging and chanting scriptures every day? Bah, I’m a noble blood, don’t describe me with such a vulgar name!”
”Let me tell you, I worship the moon and will never convert to Mother Earth! Give it up, you hateful priest!”
It was the first time Klein had met a real vampire and couldn’t help but ask:
”Father, where did you catch him?”
Bishop Utrafsky looked at Klein with a rather odd expression and said:
”He is the original owner of the ‘Universal Key’.”
”One day, he got lost and walked into this church.”
…… Klein seriously thought about the question of whether or not to carry the ‘Master Key’ with him in the future.
Luckily I know divination …… he thought thankfully.
”It just so happens that he entered the state of craving for blood at that time, and I discovered the abnormality.” Bishop Utravski added with a smile.
”Bah, don’t mention blood to me! I need the blood of a beautiful maiden, not that of a dirty old man like you!” The vampire in the basement suddenly became violent.
Bishop Utravski explained without any anger at all:
”When he craves blood, I’ll get some of mine and give it to him.”
Klein nodded and, upon closer inspection, realized that the heavy stone door to the basement was inscribed with the “Holy Emblem of Life” and many mystical symbols, forming a complete seal.
By daytime, after the prayers become more numerous, I’m afraid that even the sound can’t come out …… Klein made a preliminary judgment.
”Is there anything I can do to help you?” At this time, Bishop Utrafsky opened his mouth and inquired.
Klein answered frankly:
”I want to know where the ‘Universal Key’ first came from.”
”Then you’ll have to ask him.” Bishop Utrafsky pointed to the basement.
The vampire inside was suddenly quiet, and then he smiled leisurely:
”My friend, I can answer your question.”
”But only if you free me first.”