Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 132 The Sun Brooch
”You can confirm before you pay.” The “Wisdom Eye” with the hooded robe walked directly to Klein and handed him the dark golden brooch.
It’s very generous …… Klein just reached out and took it, and before he had time to scrutinize it, he felt that the surrounding area had become hot, and even the wind seemed to be burned by fire, and as soon as he inhaled the end of his nose, it spread and burned to his lungs.
In this instant, it was as if he had left the cold and humid Beckland, and was in the desert and wilderness in the middle of the northern continent, with the sun emitting infinite light and heat above his head, and surrounded by the infinite yellow sand that was dry to the extreme.
Whew, makes me want to eat ice cream …… Klein s forehead slowly perspired, but under the tight fit of the iron mask, those liquids could not fall off freely, and could only stay sticky and coiled in place.
By direct touch, he sensed the pure warmth radiating outward, and the extraordinary people around him were unperturbed.
After pinning the brooches in their proper place, Krynn dispersed his aura and dipped them into the dark golden surface.
With a blast, he saw dots of pure gold-colored light flying in the sky and received a multitude of information.
This included how to use some of the spells of the “sun” realm with the help of the brooch.
The focus was on the technique of spirit input and the opening incantation to go with it!
For two seconds, the brooch summons a divine light from the heavens that purifies necromantic creatures and inflicts damage on targets of another type.
Continuing to provide Spirituality for five seconds, along with saying the word “sun” in ancient Hermetic, creates a small amount of “Sun Water”, which repels evil spirits, chases away the cold, and cleanses the souls.
The rest of the spells can be performed according to the difference between weak and intermittent spells.
The “Flame of Light” is a golden, sacred and dense flame created out of thin air, the “Purifying Chop” is an effective strike against evil spirits and can be attached to bullets, the “Immunity to Fear” can make the wearer no longer feel afraid, and the “Purifying Water” can drive away the cold. “Immune to Fear” stops the wearer from feeling fear, and “Sacred Pledge” briefly increases strength, agility, fire damage, or divine damage by chanting the corresponding words in the ancient Hermetic language.
The “Sun Aura” targets companions within a twenty meter radius, effectively boosting their courage and purifying their bodies of evil forces.
It’s not bad, except for the fact that it’s not creepy enough, but there’s not a lot of flaws, and it complements my “Magician” ability. …… It’s just a little bit too hot. …… Inside Klein’s head, he imagined himself in a short shirt and short sleeves. He rolled up his robe and pulled it out from underneath.
He rolled up his robe, took out a stack of bills from his inside pocket, plus the 900 pounds he had just received from the lady behind the back of the “artisan”, and counted out a full 2,000 pounds in cash to the waiter of the “Eye of Wisdom”.
After counting it three times and finally confirming that it was correct, Klein looked at his rapidly deflating “wallet” with a mixture of joy and despair.
His hard-earned money was down to 574 pounds in bills and 5 gold coins.
However, he also gained his second magical item, a magical item with significantly less side effects than the “Master Key” and more outstanding abilities, the “Sun Brooch”!
It’s just too hot …… Klein reached out and touched his iron mask, almost taking it off to fan himself.
With the amount of money back in the past he stopped thinking about purchasing another item and sat quietly and sat on the sidelines until it was over.
Spurred on by the large transaction of 2000 pounds, tonight’s party was relatively active, such as the sale of the whip woven from the feathers of the sacred sunbird, 850 pounds, such as the “Wisdom Eye” has made consecutive purchases of an ancient book, an extraordinary material.
When it was over, “Wisdom Eye” looked around, looked at Klein and laughed softly:
”You’re the first to leave.”
This is afraid that I will be robbed ah …… Klein sincerely said thank you, led by the waiter, out of the living room, and then can not wait to take off the hooded robe, removed the iron mask.
He has just tried, with spiritual wrapping and blockade, can isolate the “sun brooch” on the surrounding uninterrupted purification, to avoid its existence by the rest of the extraordinary people to find out, but the negative effects can not be reduced, unless not to bring on the body.
In order to ensure my mental health, I’ll only use it when I need it, but usually the “purification bullets” and “exorcism bullets” will suffice. …… Klein left the party and made a big detour to the Daredevil Bar. He went into a circle and soon found himself outside the Braveheart Bar.
He entered and circled around for a while, then quickly stepped back out and hired a horse-drawn carriage.
Without surprise, he soon saw a figure in a long black court dress outlined in the opposite spot.
Sharon’s appearance hadn’t changed in any way, and she asked in a fluttering, illusory tone:
”Are you ready?”
”Yes, you can pick the place and time of the ambush, let me know when you’re sure.” Klein nodded calmly.
Sharon looked at him and said:
”Good.”
Seeing that she was about to disappear, Klein added:
”Have Kaspers prepare a box of explosives and bury them piecemeal in different parts of the intended battlefield.”
Sharon said after two seconds of silence:
”Steve’s an expert in explosives, too.”
”No, my main objective is not to blow anyone up.” Klein grinned, “I just wanted to set off fireworks once.”
Sharon looked at him silently for a few seconds and finally just nodded.
Witnessing her silhouette darting into nothingness, Klein leaned back against the compartment wall and opened the window, letting in the bone-piercing cold wind from outside, but he still felt hot.
I hated summer when I was on Earth, well, I like popsicles, ice-cream, cold drinks, watermelon …… Klein mumbled as he reached into his coat pocket and grasped the “sun brooch”.
It was a magical item worth 2,000 pounds!
Back on Minsk Street, Klein walked slowly down the tree-lined road on both sides of the street towards the house at number 15.
As he passed the house of the lawyer Jürgen, he subconsciously looked inside and saw the gas lamp with a slight blue glow.
Someone is in ah …… Klein smiled and exclaimed, his forehead was a constant downward flow of sweat.
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The next day, which was early Thursday morning.
Klein had just come out of the washroom with the newspaper when he heard the sound of the doorbell being pulled.
Who was it? By the way, Talim mentioned that reporter Mike Joseph would be coming to see me today …… jingle in the commotion, Klein went to the door and reached for the handle.
An image of his visitor had naturally presented itself within his mind:
Mid to late thirties, black tweed overcoat, half-high bowler hat of the same color, thin eyebrows, charming blue eyes, two nice moustaches, but rather rough skin, none other than Mike Joseph, news reporter for the Daily Observer.
”Good morning, Mike, Talim told me.” Klein opened the door and greeted him.
The “sun brooch” had no doubt been thrown into the gray mist.
Mike Joseph pulled down his bow tie and said:
”I’m sorry to bother you so early, but I have other business later.”
”I understand.” Klein said politely, “Have you had breakfast? How about tasting the toast I baked?”
Mike burst into a smile:
”That’s embarrassing.”
”A hot cup of coffee would be nice too, and milk would be fine, I see you have an order of fresh milk.”
”…… Okay.” Klein followed with a smile.
He busied himself with toasting the toast, pouring on the milk, getting out the tin of butter, and then sat down and ate until he was half full without saying anything.
Across the table, Mike was enjoying his breakfast with no inhibitions at all, oblivious to the silence.
Huffing …… Klein exhaled and put down his cup:
”Mike, you want to hire me to protect you?”
Mike slowly set his knife and fork down and took a sip of milk:
”Yeah, for about two days, Friday and Saturday, and maybe Sunday morning.”
”Anyone want to hurt you?” Klein asked with deliberation.
Mike chuckled:
”No, it was self-preservation of an active nature.”
”The editor-in-chief of the paper arranged for me to do an issue of investigative journalism in the East End, the Docklands and the Factory District, supposedly with funding from some church or some aristocrat.”
”You know, with the East End being gang-ridden and full of thugs or people willing to sell their conscience for a bite to eat, I need a protector who is good at fighting and good at shooting.”
”Besides, the vast majority of private investigators have some contacts in the East End, don’t they?”
I don’t …… I solve cases by metaphysics, no, deduction! Klein thought for a moment:
”But I may not have time these days.”
Gotta wait for Miss Sharon’s side of the action.
Mike was busy clearing his throat and said:
”I’ve applied for it, ten pounds, total for this protection mission, even if nothing happens.”
Klein laughed a little and said:
”Mike, I’m serious.”
”You’ll meet me after breakfast tomorrow at this, um, hour, and I’ll take the assignment if I’m available, and if I’m really busy, I’ll introduce you to another detective, equally good at fighting good at shooting.”
Stuart, for example, and Caslana …… Two names had already flashed through his mind.
Mike ate the rest of his toast and said:
”No problem.”
After breakfast, Klein watched the news reporter leave his home and admired the pattering freezing rain outside through the glass of the convex belly window, the carriages and pedestrians coming and going, and the darkening sky with a handful of umbrellas of varying colors.
Finally, there is a normal mission for once …… Neither involves the extraordinary person, nor is it looking for cats to catch adultery kind of …… Unfortunately, it’s not a murderer’s case or something like that entrusted to me, or else I would be able to experience the feeling of a real famous detective… …There is only one truth! Klein’s thoughts rambled on, the whole person was in an inexplicable state of leisure.
If he didn’t still have Sharon and Maric in mind, he was planning to relax, visit various museums, buy a ticket to the Grand Theater, listen to a few operas and concerts, and have a good time experiencing the cuisines of the various countries that were brought together within the metropolis that was Birkeland.
Well, I’m a casual tourist, lonely gourmet …… Klein smiled to himself and turned toward the couch area, intending to flip through the newspaper he hadn’t yet finished reading.
Suddenly, he noticed that a note had somehow been added to the coffee table, in elegant and formal handwriting:
”Meet me at the back door of the Braveheart Bar at 10:00 tonight.”
Klein froze for a moment, twisted his head to look out the window, and sighed silently:
”Is it finally time to start ……”