Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 1 A New Identity
The sky outside the window was overcast, but there was none of the fog that Klein was familiar with; the waves came in gusts, blowing away all the gray haze and causing the clouds to roll in high in the sky, lining up in all sorts of shapes and reflecting the golden-red sunlight.
This was Port Prize, the largest and busiest port in the Kingdom of Rune.
Klein, in his light vest and white shirt, stood by the window and gazed out at the outside world for a while until his pocket watch urged him to return to the table made of mahogany.
With the warmth of the fireplace in mind, he picked up a deep black, round-bellied, absorbent fountain pen, unfolded the letterhead, and wrote slowly:
”Dear Mr. Aztec:
”Forgive me for not writing to you until today, I have spent the past few days wandering through Berkland, reveling in the devastation that the events of the previous days have caused to the metropolis, and if we were all ordinary people, we would probably have been covered in a white cloth and carried into the crematorium, perched in a very small box ……
”I have waited a long time and finally found the opportunity to retrieve the items that belong to me, which includes the ‘Blasphemy Sign’ that I promised, and there is another item that I will have a messenger bring to you along with it, it is a copper whistle, one that summons a messenger, and it came from a chance meeting and an old man who had risen from his coffin, and seeing this, you must be puzzled, for the description I have used could equally well point to you, and that is what puzzles me.
”…… This is exactly what happened, I suspect that the original owner of the copper whistle was a member of the Spirit Order that attempted to resurrect the dead, and not at a low level, so perhaps you can tell something from this copper whistle ……
”Before I left Berkland, I did write to ‘Mechanical Heart’ describing the massive underground ruins where you and Ince Zangwill fought, hoping that they would be able to find out the truth behind what happened based on that information.
”After a roundabout and indirect trial, I have confirmed that they are not hostile to me or you for the time being, so if you are in trouble, perhaps you could try to enlist their help.
”Lastly, I have one more question; is there any way to remove any residual mental contamination within the extraordinary traits that have solidified?
”…… I am about to sail away and wish you well on your journey to find your memories, as well as a safe journey for myself.
”Your student as well as friend, Klein Moretti.”
After putting down his pen and reading it from the beginning, Klein folded the letterhead and slipped it into the envelope along with the “Black Emperor” card and the brass whistle suspected to be left behind by a member of the Spirit Order.
After doing so, he picked up the copper whistle given by Mr. Aztec and summoned the messenger by blowing it.
The messenger was still nearly four meters tall, composed purely of white bone, with dark flames burning in its eye sockets, but Klein’s psychic intuition told him that it was already another messenger.
Sighing darkly, Klein raised his arm and placed the letter into the other’s dangling palm.
The messenger looked down, and immediately flew and disintegrated, turning into roots and white bones before falling like a torrential downpour and burrowing into the ground.
At the sight, Klein tapped his right tooth and turned off his psychic vision.
He returned his gaze to the table, where there was a light yellow proof of identity, which was a necessary item for purchasing ocean-going ship tickets through regular channels.
For this reason, he had specifically gone to Sharon and gotten a new identity through the other’s circle.
This identity belonged to a bounty hunter, a madman who wanted to travel to the sea for adventure in order to get rich, according to Klein, he was called Germaine Sparrow.
”Hunting for sin ……,” Klein whispered, collecting the series of supporting documents for his new identity.
Immediately afterward, he drew the curtains together and took four steps against the grain into the gray mist above.
There was still some time left before the tarot party, so Klein hurriedly took out his “creeping hunger” and put it on his hand.
Closing his eyes and sensing the distorted and illusory souls, he tried to release the “faceless man”.
If in the real world, the “writhing hunger” will happily eat this gift, and spit out the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, but in the gray fog above it did not dare to have any impulse, so that the “faceless man” soul successfully left the glove, and appeared on the side of the long bronze table. The side of the bronze table.
It was a middle-aged man with a blurred face, and the feeling of distortion and pain had dissipated a lot.
He gave a hard salute to Kraven, who was leaning against the back of his chair, and his figure gradually faded, about to fall into the gray fog below.
Being inside the majestic palace, Kraven could directly “channel” the spirit without any additional preparations, so he spread out his spirituality, stabilized the other man, and spoke in a low voice:
”Do you know where there are living mermaids?”
The man answered in a trance:
”Aside from those bred by the Church of the Goddess of the Night, the only way to find them is to sail for at least a week from the Galgas Islands to the depths of the Sunia Sea, which is exactly where I’m headed.”
It turned out to be a “faceless man” seeking promotion …… in order to chase mermaids, he ventured out to sea, and somehow died at the hands of “Hurricane Lieutenant General” Zilingus! …… The Goddess Church has raised many mermaids? Klein asked in a daze:
”Which organization do you belong to? Or rather, where does your magic potion formula come from?”
The blurry-faced middle-aged man’s body suddenly trembled, and it took two seconds before he made a sound:
”The Secret Cultivation Society, I belong to the Secret Cultivation Society.”
The Secret Cultivation Society? The Secret Society didn’t raise a few mermaids of their own? Klein deliberated:
”Have you met your leader, Charatu?”
The illusory, transparent Faceless Man was silent, then his voice was shrill as he cried out:
”Seen!
”He, he is not normal! He’s an immortal monster!”
As he spoke, his figure grew thinner and thinner and was about to collapse.
Charatu was indeed alive! Just what had happened to make the members of the Secret Cultivation Society fear him so much? To be precise, one should use k…… Klein hastened to pursue another key question:
”Other than the treasure left behind by the Antigonus family and the interior of your Secret Cultivation Society, where else can I obtain the high sequence magic potion formula of the ‘Diviner’ pathway?”
The “faceless man” became more and more transparent and illusory, eventually leaving behind only one sentence:
”The Church of the Goddess of the Night …… Church of Serenity ……”
Sanctuary …… Klein silently watched the spirit of the “faceless man” get completely liberated, and in his heart he repeatedly recited a word – Serenity Church is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of the Night,” the night watchman said in the mouth of the “faceless man”. The “Holy Church” as the Night Watchers call it.
There is really hidden “soothsayer” way high sequence magic potion formula …… major churches do not know how many secrets buried and hidden …… Klein sighing, while letting the glove surface condensed out of the black-green gelatinous thing slid down to the surface of the glove, and the black-green gelatinous thing slid down to the surface of the glove. The black and green gelatinous thing coalesced on the surface of the gloves and slid down to the surface of the bronze table.
The extraordinary properties of the “Faceless Man” eventually formed a jelly-like translucent item, and against the black and green background, there were different-looking faces floating around from time to time, like shadows hidden behind dark-colored curtains.
Klein looked at it for a few moments, nodded his head slightly, and muttered to himself:
”Later, with the help of the ‘world’, ask Mr. ‘Inverted Man’ to sell this extraordinary characteristic, to the ‘artisans’, to the needy extraordinary people. ”
Although with the help of divination above the gray mist, he had found a loophole in the monitoring of 15 Minsk Street by the official Extraordinary, but in order not to provoke the other side and not to expose the secret of the spiritual body, he did not return there in the end, but spent extra money to buy a set of change of clothes, as well as the necessary bits and pieces of life, which cost him a total of twelve pounds.
Combined with the eight pounds he had paid for those supporting documents for his new identity, his money clip had dried up almost to the point of non-existence.
As for the 10% stake in the pedal car company, Klein found a chance to meet Detective Senior Detective Eisinger Stanton, signed the legal documents and entrusted them to the other party for escrow, and the relationship between the two parties was not a secret in the eyes of the Nightwatchman, the Mechanical Heart, anyway.
Five pounds in cash plus five gold coins left …… It would be four pounds to go to the Rothschild Islands, and that’s for a third-class ticket on the lower deck of the ship …… Transferring from the Rothschild Islands to the Galgas Islands would be at least another four pounds… …the extraordinary properties of the Faceless Man must be taken off the table as soon as possible…so that we can at least travel second class and eat good food…thanks to Emlyn! That suitcase has been placed on top of the gray mist, otherwise I would have to buy another …… Klein silently calculating his own financial situation, as if he was back to the time when he first crossed over, relying on the salary advances of the night watchman to afford a set of formal clothes.
”The extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6 range from £3000 to £4000, and can be at a premium if I meet someone in dire need …… But in addition to making ends meet, I also have to consider the auxiliary material overhead of the ‘Secret Puppet Masters’, and consider the removal of the main material’s spiritual contamination for the ritual expenses.” Klein sighed and pulled out his pocket watch, pressing it open and looking at it.
Seeing that it was about time, he first sent a message to the little “sun” to prepare for the party.
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Forsyth’s eyes cleared, and he saw three figures sitting across the long, mottled table.
An extra member? Her thoughts flickered and settled quickly.
At the moment, she didn’t care if there were any newly minted members of the Tarot Society, her head was full of the events of last week’s great haze and plague.
She remembered vividly that at the last gathering, The World had warned herself and Miss Justice that something big was brewing in Birkeland, something that could very well lead to tragedy, and Mr. Fool had confirmed it. Mr. Fool confirms this suspicion, and further points out that the key figure in the problem is Prince Edzak.
She didn’t doubt Mr. Fool’s abilities, she just assumed that the tragedy had to be brewing and that there would be plenty of time to investigate it, but who knew that it would come so quickly and so suddenly!
According to reports, Prince Edzak also contracted the disease in the fog, and unfortunately died. …… It really happened, it really happened. …… Forsyth recalled the content of the newspapers in the previous few days, and seemed to understand something, but could not grasp anything, and for a moment there was some fear and uneasy.
Only sequence 9 of me, it seems that because of joining the Tarot Club, early “intervention” in this kind of involving a metropolis involving a prince involving tens of thousands of people’s lives of the terrible events! Until this moment, “Magician” Forsyth deeply realized the weight of being a member of the Tarot Club.
Then she heard Ms. Justice’s usual greeting, which had lost its lightheartedness:
”Good afternoon, Mr. ‘Fool’.
”Once again, you have saved Birkeland!”
Huh? What? When was I saved again? “Moon,” Emlyn heard in a moment of bewilderment.