Part 3 the traveler chapter 81 the fool’s favor
”A thousand pounds if you determine the whereabouts! It’s the first time I’ve ever had a commission like this!” On the road outside the Scented Leaf Pub, Danez rubbed his hands together in mild excitement and punched a man-high iron black gas lamp post, as if he couldn’t wait to get around the city and find the redhead called Elaine.
A thousand pounds was no small amount to him, it was enough to add another building to his property in Byam, it just wouldn’t be in the busiest and most valuable neighborhoods.
The elven flying carpet he had gotten earlier was valued at two or three thousand pounds, and that was the reward for fighting off dangerous guys like “Steel” McVittie and “Scarlet Thorn” Huntley, which was not comparable to a simple and easy quest to find someone.
Klein, who was walking on the side, holding the newspaper-wrapped spell material that cost him 15 pounds, slowed down his pace slightly, swept a glance at Danez, and opened his mouth without any expression:
”5500 pounds.”
…… Daniz’s excitement froze on his face.
He then remembered an important issue, in the eyes of other pirates and adventurers, he was just as “attractive” as the red-haired Elaine.
Others didn’t need to fight him, after recognizing his identity, they could report him to the military, church, or police, and they could get a bounty of more than 1,000 pounds, after all, he was already a big pirate worth 5,500 pounds.
His search for the red-haired Elaine is tantamount to a curvaceous, pretty lady entertaining at the Red Theater.
The dog …… shit …… Danez spat out a word with a grimace, trailing off in the middle of the word.
At the same time, he automatically and consciously raised his hand to pull the duckweed hat, so that the front of the brim becomes lower.
Throwing cold water on Danez Klein resumed his normal walking pace and pondered how to find the redheaded Elaine.
The lack of mediums and necessary information made it difficult for him to use divination, so he had to consider other options.
”Mobilize your subordinates and do a city-wide search? This is something that can only be done by the church, the military and the police, and even the local gangs would have trouble accomplishing it …… Wait, it seems like I can too ……
”I’m the ‘God of the Sea’ Kavituva now, my followers are all over Bayam, all over Blue Mountain Island, I can make a broadcast, no, an oracle to all my followers, and get them to help me search for the red-haired Elaine …… but Wouldn’t that seem too bit-less? Doing that sort of thing for a thousand pounds, gods need to save face too ……
”I wouldn’t care about that if I were the real ‘Poseidon’, but I’m playing Kavituva and must try to maintain the dignity of a god.
”When Kavituva was on the verge of collapse and desperately needed to find Laetitia and her men, it didn’t do an oracle broadcast either, it just gave commands to some of the believers in the middle and upper echelons of the hierarchy …… I could change its precepts, sort of as a part of the rebranding process, but not to appear too lowbrow… …Well, that should be a requirement for real play as well.
”Simply giving oracles to Karat, Edmonton, and the others would also make it difficult to organize a sweep quickly, and they would inevitably magnify the problem and make a big deal out of it, which wouldn’t be easy to follow up on.
”There is another way, throw the radio receiver above the gray fog again, try to contact the magic mirror Arodes in a few days, ask the whereabouts of the red-haired Elaine, this must be careful, must be prepared in advance, use divination to make sure that you can’t receive a message from the ‘Real Creator’ or the ‘Original Witch’ of strange telegrams, then even a single glance would most likely be truly mad.”
Crane had a quick idea, and boarded a rented carriage parked down the street, with Danez pressing on his ducktail and following close behind.
Returning to the Azure Breeze, Crane said to Danitz as he removed his hat and took off his coat:
”If your captain has sent you a dream, ask for information about the red-haired Elaine.”
”She shouldn’t know, or I wouldn’t not recognize this redheaded Elaine.” Danez hemmed and hawed, “And I wonder who’s looking for her that’s willing to pay a thousand pounds.”
His thoughts drifted, thinking freely of a relationship story that rivaled those novels of Roselle the Great.
Klein glanced at him and mentioned offhandedly:
”I’m listening in tonight.”
”You’re listening in?” Danitz snapped back for a moment, suspecting he’d heard wrong.
”Right.” Klein nodded.
Germaine Sparrow was too tired to see me? This guy is a little crazy, but in essence, he is still a good person ah, when Banshee Harbor, for some reasons that are not considered reasons, actually decided to risk their lives to save people …… Danez secretly lamented a few times.
Taking the radio receiver and the corresponding items, Klein entered the bedroom, unlocked the door of the housing, and threw them on top of the gray mist with a sacrificial ritual.
After all this, he did not rush to leave the lofty palace, beckoning the “Scepter of Poseidon” to fly out from the pile of clutter, browsing through the different prayers made by different people, and accumulating the experience of thousands of people.
In the process, he responded from time to time, just like a child who still has a great deal of freshness in his toys.
Just as Klein’s browsing came to an end, a rippling circle of light appeared beside the seat of the “Fool”.
Someone is praying to me, praying to the Fool, not Poseidon. …… Klein raised his eyebrows, spreading his aura and browsing through the scene contained within the circle of light.
……
Inside a room with closed curtains in the harbor of Enmart.
Clad in black classical robes, Ed Sheeran resisted his inner urge to speak to the youthful and sweet young girl in front of him, Denise:
”The gift of the gods is within us, but to obtain it, we must be guided by a mentor.
”Your soul is pure and beloved of the gods, I will personally guide you, and during this process, no matter what happens, you must trust me and obey me.
”Before that, what is it you wish to ask?”
Ed Sheeran was a con man, best known for setting up cults to cheat people out of money and sex, then decisively escaping before they grew in size and were noticed by the police department.
This time, he had come from Bakerland, disguised himself as a Fool’s Favored One that many gang members in the capital area were looking for, and initially developed a group of believers in his target group.
He falsely claimed that the “Fool” was the incarnation of the “Storm Lord”, and would come to save the believers at the time of the end of the world, which could not be widely publicized, and could only be disseminated in secret, or else it would attract the attention of other gods in other churches, and only selected people would be able to advance their belief in the “Fool”. Only those who are selected will be able to believe in the “Fool” in advance and be the first to be saved.
In order to make himself more convincing, he spent a lot of money to buy the paper with the name of “The Fool” written on it when he was in Birkeland.
His comment about what was on the paper was:
”It looks like the real thing.”
Denise asked with some trepidation and some anticipation:
”Favored One-sama, why haven’t we ever received a response when we chanted the deity’s honorable name? Aren’t we the chosen ones who will bathe in divine grace?”
I’ll give you “divine grace” right away …… Ed Sheeran took a breath and suppressed the charming images within his mind:
”Two reasons, one is that you haven’t tapped into the gifts of the gods latent within you yet, I’ll help you accomplish that later.
”The second is that you are not pious enough. Don’t argue. I can see through your mind.
”When you’ve done all that, you’ll be able to chant the honored name of the true deity and thus receive a response, just as I did.”
Under Denise’s adoring and curious gaze, Ed Sheeran picked up the fountain pen on the table next to him and brushed down a line of words.
It was the Hermetic language used for rituals.
–In order to make the scam work, Ed Sheeran had acquired quite a bit of religious knowledge, and had even gone to the university to eavesdrop on the history department’s archaeology course.
He gripped the paper and proudly read out the Hermetic text he had just written in front of Denise:
”Fools not of this age.
”The mysterious lord above the gray mist.
”The yellow and black king who reigns over good fortune.”
Immediately afterward, Eldhiran half-closed his eyes, opened his arms, and said dreamily:
”I feel the favor of the gods.”
At that moment, a silver-white lightning bolt landed out of nowhere and struck above Ed Sheeran’s head.
With a loud bang, tiny electric snakes ran all over his body, and he collapsed on the ground in the midst of the “divine favor”, his body surface quickly scorching black and his muscles twitching violently.
A few seconds later, he stopped moving, including breathing, at the sound of Denise’s exclamation of “Lord Ed Sheeran is really a god’s favored one”.
Denise finally realized that something was wrong, carefully stepped forward, squatted down with her skirt up, and put her finger to the end of Ed Sheeran’s nose.
He, he’s dead …… He’s dead! Denise jerked back and fell to the ground in shock.
She cried out in terror and stumbled out of the room, running straight to the nearby police station.
……
Above the gray mist, Klein silently withdrew the “Scepter of Poseidon”.
How dare you use my name to cheat the property and defile the women …… The corner of his mouth twitched, and he could not wait to give that guy called Ed Sheeran another lightning bolt.
It was called flogging.
The girl would have called the police, right? This kind of case is bound to be referred to the appropriate team of extraordinary people, I wonder if it will be the “night watchman”, or the “vicarious punishment”, “mechanical heart” to deal with it I don’t know if it will be the Nightwatchman, or the Punisher, or the Mechanical Heart that will deal with it. …… With Mr. A’s actions, my reputation as a “Fool” is not a small one in Birkeland, and I may have a file in the official organization. Red Glove” or similar “Red Glove” team to deal with …… Klein former night watchman identity and insight to think about the possible subsequent development.
However, he quickly put it behind him, because there is no way to find out about him.
Klein threw the Scepter of Poseidon back into the pile of clutter and prepared to return to the real world.
Suddenly, one of the crimson stars suspended silently in the infinite gray fog suddenly glowed, spreading a light like water!
It expanded and contracted, contracted and expanded, unusually conspicuous.
And this is not belong to any member of the Tarot Club crimson “star”.
It’s been a busy day. Who could it be? Like Miss Justice, Mr. Hangman, and Little Sun, who relied on certain items to connect with the gray mist? Klein thoughtfully spread out his spirituality, not responding, just browsing.