Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 241 Another Good Thing Done Today
After a moment of clarity, Klein rubbed the corner of his forehead and slowly calmed down, realizing that this matter didn’t have much to do with him.
He had no motivation to get involved, whether or not the Rune military had found Tulaney von Helmershoin, it didn’t matter to him because he lacked a sufficient sense of belonging to the Kingdom of Rune, and the things that he had done in the past were just a simple wish for a stable society and a populace free from unintended damages, and he was willing to push for a change if he could so that the poor people of the lower class could at least live like human beings.
”I didn’t realize that after coming to this world, I’ve become more of an internationalist ……” He smiled to himself and was about to return to the real world, ready to turn out the lights and go to sleep, letting the waves rise and fall and the storms rage outside.
That’s when, out of the corner of his eye, he swept over the biggest item in the clutter pile – a radio receiver.
”Speaking of which, just which force is controlling Turani von Helmershoin? If it’s someone on the side of ‘Queen of Mysteries’ Bernadette, it’s not a big deal; she’s someone who honors the motto ‘Do what you want, but do no harm’ and won’t go overboard.
”If it’s the Rose School represented by the ‘General above the Blood’, that’s not so good, excluding the internally suppressed Temperance Sect, believing in the ‘Bound God’ or the ‘Mother Tree of Desire’ they are no less evil. ‘ Their level of evil is no less than the Aurora Society, letting them get hold of the most advanced technology, I’m afraid that it will bring about disaster …… “Klein stopped the movement of wrapping himself with his spirituality, and his fingers tapped up the edge of the mottled long table.
He quickly had the idea to get the radio back to the real world, tuned to the appropriate frequency band, to see if he could receive the telegrams from the “Generals Above Blood” gang, and then deciphered them with the code book in his hands.
”Tonight’s citywide sweep, things are at a rather delicate and important point, if they are the ones controlling Hermosiuin, the necessary telegraph exchange is likely to appear …… In the case that the Governor’s Office, the Ruin military and the Storm Church have not yet paid attention to, or even accepted, this technology, this is a very safe way, so, ‘General above the blood’ gang. safe approach, so there’s a not-insignificant probability that the ‘Generals Above Blood’ gang failed to change bands and codes after old Quinn’s death …… Anyway, try it.” With the nudge completed, Klein did not delay and returned to the real world, busily preparing for the ritual of receiving the bestowal.
After getting the radio receiver into the room, he didn’t use it straight away, but instead took out the ritual silver dagger and created the wall of spirituality that sealed the room.
He was smelling out the “smell” of the gray mist!
For him, he didn’t need to go through so much trouble to determine which force was controlling Hermosiuin, he could directly use the scent of the gray mist to connect to the “Magic Mirror” Aroldus, and he would be able to get an effective answer, but the problem was that this was too close to the last question and answer session, and there was a certain possibility that the frequent appearance of the scent could be detected by the “Real Creator”, “the original witch” and other evil gods noticed, very unsafe.
Therefore, Klein was cautious and planned to rely on himself.
After seven or eight minutes, he felt that the “smell” had almost dispersed, so he lifted the wall of spirituality, operated the radio receiver, and began to listen in.
I do not know how long, the corresponding frequency suddenly appeared!
Klein pressed down his inner joy and made notes carefully, then turned over the code book that he had reproduced with the divination method and interpreted it accordingly.
Soon, he wrote a line of words on a note pad:
”32 Black Pepper Avenue, 7:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.”
Sure enough, it was the group of “Generals above the Blood” that controlled Hermosuine, and there might be a powerful person from the Rose School involved behind the scene……. Klein immediately made a judgment.
This is not based on the content of the telegram, but a simple reasoning from the existence of the telegram itself.
–If it had nothing to do with the “Generals above the Blood” and the others, on a night like this, they didn’t have the coincidence to receive or send a telegram involving the streets of Byam!
”Does this telegram mean a rendezvous at 32 Black Pepper Avenue by seven o’clock to-morrow morning? Or that Hermosuin and ‘Silver Coin Viper’ O’Dell are now hiding there, and are informing ‘General Blood Above’ of the position, giving the appropriate time?” Klein thought about it and immediately returned above the gray mist, combining the information he had received and wrote down the divination statement:
”Tulani von Helmershoin’s current location.”
Taking the paper and leaning against the back of his chair, Klein repeated the contents in a mumbling manner while entering the dream world with the help of meditation.
In the gray and cloudy world, he saw an underground hall with countless gas wall lamps.
Inside the hall, there was a huge and complicated machine, which consisted of a copper column, a lever, a connecting arm and countless tight gears, occupying two-thirds of the space.
A slim old man with all white and straggly hair wrapped in a thick overcoat walked back and forth to the front of the machine, dropping a candy into his mouth every now and then and biting it with a clicking sound.
”No, it shouldn’t be called a differential machine anymore, it’s a cute guy that can analyze a question and calculate the answer by itself according to a set process, yes, its name must be ‘Analyzing Machine’!” The old man kept muttering to himself while Klein’s perspective then stretched upwards, out of the underground hall and into the building above.
It was a small, three-story villa-style house with a garden and lawn, and a door number hung outside that read:
”32 Black Pepper Avenue!”
Sure enough there …… Klein opened his eyes and exhaled slowly.
Then he began to struggle with the question of what to do next.
”Such a big scientist is of little use to me, but rather a source of trouble, and it’s impossible to keep leaving him on top of the gray mist, so there’s absolutely no need to personally make a move to take him away …… Well, handing over the information to either the Ruin military or the Storm Church? This can effectively avoid the Rose School from gaining benefits, however, there is a faction within the military that should have a connection with the real culprit behind the Bekrand Great Haze incident, it is not a good thing for Helmosuin to fall into their hands …… The Storm Church is also known to be impulsive, a raid might let the great scientist go to meet the deity he believes in …… “After careful deliberation, Klein gradually had a bold idea.
That is to put things out in the open, so that the existence and belonging of Turani von Helmershoin is not a secret to the Rune military, to the major churches, which can effectively ensure that the abilities of the Great Scientist to act on the Kingdom of Rune itself rather than which side of the power!
Checks and balances are the key …… Klein smiled and whispered, and with a gesture of his hand, he took in the “Neptune’s Scepter”.
For him in the past, in order to publicize the matter to the public, he could only carefully send out “flyers” all over the city, but now, he has a simpler and more effective way!
Selecting a believer who was praying, Klein pulled his field of vision farther away, and included the scene of the nearby five kilometers into the picture.
Then, with the help of the Scepter of Poseidon, he grasped the wind around him!
After a moment’s calm, Klein sank his thoughts into the picture, changed his voice, and spoke in a low voice:
”Hermosuine is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!”
Whoops!
Inside the city of Byam, the wind was fierce all of a sudden, blowing in all directions and accompanied by a deep, hoarse, but grandiose voice:
”Hermosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!”
”Hermosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!”
……
The voice soon traveled through Byam, like a city-wide broadcast.
”Silver Viper” Odell was wearing a cloak and pretending to be Hermosine, hiding in the crowded and crowded area of the slums, appearing from time to time to guide the officers of MI9 and the police department under the Governor’s Office.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled through, pouring a voice into his ears:
”Hermosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!”
…… What? Amidst the reverberations of that voice, Odell was so dumbfounded and shocked that he lost his footing and fell off the roof, almost seriously injured.
In the back of the Church of the Sea Waves and in a small building near the Governor’s Mansion, Yann Courtman and Robert Davis heard the sound in the wind one after the other.
Their first reaction was to look to the sky, and then to turn their attention to the part of town where Black Pepper Boulevard was located.
After the broadcast, Klein was in a good mood as he threw the Scepter of Poseidon into the clutter and returned to the real world.
Instead of rushing to get the radio receiver above the gray mist, he let it sit there and continued to listen to the airwaves.
”This way, the ‘Rose School’ won’t dare to show up even if there’s a strong person lurking in Bayam, huh, and no matter who gets their hands on it, they’ll end up getting in the way of public opinion and ‘handing it over’ to the state! Unfortunately, I don’t love writing diaries like the Great Emperor, otherwise I can come up with a sentence like this: today I did another good thing!” Klein sighed silently for a few moments, took off his jacket and went to bed, not caring about what would happen next outside, it had nothing to do with him anyway.
I don’t know how long he slept, but he woke up suddenly and rolled over to sit up before a thud sounded at the door.
Who could it be? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night …… I’m John Yold now …… Klein put on his “Creeping Hunger”, took out the “Deathstroke” revolver from under his pillow, and went to the door. “He took the revolver out from under his pillow and went to the door.
A quick image of the visitor came to his mind, a thin old man with gray but straggly hair, wearing a cotton-stuffed jacket and tweed overcoat, who was dropping a coffee-colored candy into his mouth.
Tulaney von Helmershoin!
I grass! Why would he come to me? I’m just a plain old John Yorde! Also, how did he escape the demigod tracking? Klein’s first reaction was to tell the other party that you knocked on the wrong door, and whirling around, he held back and opened his mouth to ask:
”Who are you looking for?”
Helmosuin laughed weakly:
”I noticed you within the Seaweed Bar, only I didn’t have the chance to look for you at that time.
”Oh, I have come to the end of my life, so I have been reminded of many things lately.
”Allow me to introduce myself, you may call me, ‘Orange Light’ Hilarion.”
”Orange Light” Hilarion? Klein was stunned at first, then asked in confusion:
”What’s the matter with you?”
Hermosuin laughed:
”I came to give you a word of caution, beware of the ‘Mother Tree of Desire’!”
He paused and said:
”Well, it’s time for me to leave and about to die and return to the spirit world.
”Do you have any enemies here?”
”Why do you ask?” Klein asked, confused.
Hermosiuin coughed and said:
”I can go to his door and die quietly so that you will have succeeded in your revenge.”