Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 236 The Characters in the Book

　　Feeling not quite exhausted himself, Klein rubbed the corner of his forehead and willed his hand to fly over a metal vial from the clutter pile.

　　Inside was a small tube of blood that he had previously taken great pains to extract from his own veins, and had long since been brought above the gray mist, waiting for the opportunity for his spirit body to enter Grocer’s Travels and explore the world of the book.

　　After unscrewing the cap, Klein did not rush to apply the blood to the dark brown cover of the book, but rather “summoned” all the items that had been brought into this mysterious space before the Tarot party from the pile of clutter, and placed them in front of him in a disorganized manner.

　　Considering that the appearance of the “Black Emperor” is too eye-catching, under the premise of not knowing the specific situation of the world in the book, Klein decided not to carry that blasphemous card, and used the Aztec copper whistle to strengthen his spiritual body, so as not to be killed by an inexplicable force in a second, and not be able to return to the gray fog in time.

　　With the integration of that ancient and delicate copper whistle, Klein’s spiritual body appeared to have swelled a little, but it was actually much thicker.

　　Two dark flames jumped out from his eye sockets, as if they had a life force of their own.

　　With the help of meditation and adjusting his spirituality, Klein collected all of the coldness originating from death into his body, and the abnormality at his eyes quickly recovered.

　　It was just like an evil spirit showing the appearance of an ordinary person to lure its prey closer.

　　Immediately after that, Klein put on the “writhing hunger” and hid in his body the extraordinary characteristics of the “death knell” revolver and the “nightmare”, the latter of which he had prepared for exploring the dreams of the beings in the world of the book in order to find anomalies. The latter was prepared for him to explore the dreams of the beings in the world of the book in search of anomalies.

　　After making all the preparations, he unscrewed the cap of the metal vial, poured out a few drops of blood, and applied it to the cover of “Grosel’s Travels”.

　　After a short wait, what he saw was first blurry, as if hiding countless transparent things, then it became clear, there was blue sky, white clouds, grayish-brown city walls, and pedestrians coming and going.

　　Not the icy land from before, but a city that looked normal on the surface …… Klein stood on the side of the rammed earth road and examined the inhabitants of the world of the book, noticing that most of them wore linen shirts, short brown jackets and darker, looser pants, the overall style resembling that of the Kingdom of Ruen hundreds of years ago.

　　Glancing down at his own manifested tuxedo formal dress, stiff collared shirt and dark red bow tie, Krynn silently changed them all, instantly indistinguishable from those around him.

　　He then walked towards the gates, ready to enter.

　　Just then, a guard soldier in leather armor stopped him:

　　”Entry tax! 1 Riddle.”

　　Do I look like I have money to you? I don’t even know what a Riddle is …… Klein muttered in his heart with amusement, and immediately utilized the “communication” between spirit and spirit to successfully make the gatekeeper divert his attention to the caravan entering the city behind him.

　　As a quasi-grieving spirit that can possess the other party for manipulation, exerting mental influence on the target is a normal operation, this ability is not strong, but it is very useful for ordinary people.

　　Entering the city, Klein strolled through the streets with his inner vigilance relaxed on the outside, thinking that the public sanitation here was a little better than in the earlier days of Bekrand, seemingly with a sophisticated sewer system that didn’t allow for things like feces and urine and garbage to be dumped upstairs.

　　”It doesn’t look like a fake world from a book at all, everyone has a ‘spiritual body thread’ ……” Klein examined as he moved forward, suddenly catching sight of a sideways super ten meter tall stone building, it only had two floors and the top of the gate was almost four meters to the ground.

　　Next to this building stood a sign with a few words that were unlike any writing in the outside world but could be read by Krynn at a glance:

　　”Pesot Blacksmith Guild.”

　　And blacksmith guild, here really has not yet arrived in the steam era …… Klein just had the emotion, saw the door creak open, inside out of a long limbs monstrous giant!

　　This giant skin color gray and blue, head long with the trademark vertical one eye, carrying a big and heavy hammer in his hand, the corner of his mouth hooked towards the other side of the street.

　　The humans didn’t fear him, as if they had seen him too often.

　　They even greeted the giant:

　　”Good afternoon, Grocer!”

　　Grocer …… Klein, who was relatively face-blind to the giant’s looks, had his pupils shrink, and that’s when he felt the familiarity!

　　He was about to catch up when he realized that the giant had turned into another street and disappeared from his sight.

　　Klein stood still, quietly gazing at the place where the two streets intersected, his heart vaguely having some guesses:

　　”In the world of the book, there is another Grocer?

　　”No, the travelogue ends with Grosel dying in battle in the Frost Country ……

　　”Is this another story?”

　　With all the doubts abound, Klein didn’t rush to find Grosel and turned into a tavern down the street.

　　Such places tended to be where the news of a city was most confusing and ponderous, helping him to quickly grasp the overall picture.

　　The tavern was dimly lit and not too well ventilated, the air seemed a bit murky, at this time, not too many people came to drink, most of them were at the bar, chatting happily with each other and with the bartender.

　　Klein walked slowly over to the bar, and his gaze suddenly froze again.

　　He saw a man wearing a pointed hard black hat and an asymmetrical jacket sitting at the side of the bar, a good-looking man with flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, a high nose and thin lips, none other than Mobet Zoroaster, Viscount of the Solomon Empire!

　　When he saw him, Klein remembered the image of this “dream stealer” rapidly aging, collapsing on the ground, crawling with difficulty to the elf singer Shatas and holding her palm.

　　It was as clear as if it had happened only yesterday, but now Morbett appeared in front of his eyes once again.

　　Krynn sank down, walked over, and sat down beside that Mobet.

　　He didn’t open his mouth, knowing that Morbet would initiate the exchange.

　　”Outlander, first time in Pesot? I swear I haven’t seen you before.” Mobet set down the mug containing the distilled spirit and looked sideways at Krynn.

　　”I’m from the Land of Frost.” Klein blurted out.

　　Mobet burst out laughing:

　　”You really know how to joke, this is the Land of Frost, of course, that was many years ago.

　　”Ever since the legendary ‘King of the North’ was killed by some adventurers, no, heroes, there has been no more snow or ice here, and everyone thinks it should be called the Winterless Land now.”

　　Klein fell silent, not responding.

　　”Why so serious? It seems you have your own pain.” Mobet knocked on the bar board sympathetically and gulped down his drink, “I told you that a man should never get married, it would be the beginning of a lifetime of pain! You know what? When she has the slightest mood swing, she beats me up, beats me up when she’s happy, beats me up when she’s shy, beats me up when she’s angry, beats me up anyhow! I’ve decided, from now on, not to go home again!”

　　Is this a marriage to Shattas? Klein was silent for two seconds and surveyed Mobet’s face, realizing that there were no bruises or swellings on it, which showed that the elven singer still knew that men wanted to save face.

　　He asked with a little sigh:

　　”Then why did you marry her?”

　　Mobet was stunned for a moment and laughed bitterly:

　　”I followed the merchant caravan here, when I first saw her, she was so beautiful, her singing voice was so melodious, and there seemed to be indescribable sadness hidden inside, heh, how much I adored her then, how much I fear her now! I, for one, will never go back. Hey, why are you a little sad? No need to be sad for me, I’m already free!”

　　At that moment, the door of the tavern was opened with a bang, and a beautiful female voice shouted:

　　”Mobet, get out here!

　　”I’ll count to ten, and if you don’t go home, you’ll never go back!

　　”Ten, nine ……”

　　Mobet sprang up at once and ran for the door, muttering as he did so:

　　”I knew you wouldn’t have the patience to jump straight to 2 after every count of 8!”

　　Klein turned his body sideways and saw Shattas figure, but no longer had any thoughts of going over to the exchange.

　　The real Mobet, Shattas, was dead, and all that was alive here were two characters from the book world.

　　Standing up and leaving the tavern, Klein made his way to a nearby deserted alleyway, intending to check what the spirit world was like here first.

　　He quickly sketched out one cascading orb of light after another within his mind as his thoughts gradually emptied out and his mind and body became serene.

　　As his spirituality extended a little, many unnamable illusory figures appeared around him, but there were no those seven bright and pure lights of different colors that contained countless knowledge high in the sky.

　　”There are no seven lights …… and the number of spiritual creatures is not large enough …… This place is really a false spiritual world constructed by the books themselves …… “Klein took a step in, only to feel that the colors in front of him were steeply distinct, dense to the extreme, and overlapped with clear boundaries.

　　He was in no hurry to explore this spirit world and retreated, wandering around the city of Pesot and chatting with people.

　　It didn’t take him long to find Grosel’s place.

　　The giant ran a blacksmith store and was currently relaxing on a large bed on the second floor, catching up on his nap.

　　Klein entered directly through the wall and came next to Grosel.

　　He watched the giant for a few seconds, pulling out the extraordinary properties of the Nightmare from within his spirit, and utilizing its natural abilities rather painstakingly.

　　A deep, serene darkness quickly filled the room, enveloping Kraven and Grosser in a single moment, and in his spirit state, Kraven saw an irregular, hazy ball of light directly in front of him.

　　His spirituality immediately spread over and touched that ball of light.

　　Various scattered scenes instantly appeared and flashed around him, and finally settled on a forest with huge towering trees but decayed and withered, and on the other side opposite to the forest, a mountain peak stood, cliffs were steep, and at the top there was a magnificent and magnificent palace.

　　The palace is tall and magnificent, does not seem to be prepared for human beings, gives a person a kind of intuition that it comes from the myth, and the dusk light that falls on it, as if it were frozen.

　　Klein had seen this palace before, this is the “Giant’s Court” that appeared in the dream world of the Divine War Ruins!

　　However, his current perspective is very different from the previous, he is currently located in the back of the royal court!