Part 4 The Undead Chapter 48 Extraction
Walter reached the third floor, flexed his fingers, and knocked on the door to the master bedroom.
”Who?” Dawn Dantes’ somewhat weak and muffled voice came out.
Walter twisted the handle and pushed the door to the room out a crack:
”Sir, Bishop Elektra is here to see you.
”Will you meet him in the parlor or sitting room, or will you invite him directly to the bedroom?”
Normally, visitors were not permitted to enter their master’s bedroom, it was rather rude behavior, except for visits to the sick.
After a brief silence, Dawn Dantes responded:
”Ask him to come to the bedroom.”
”Yes, sir.” While signaling Richardson to urge the maid to prepare the tea, Walter walked to the lower level to guide Elektra, the Bishop of the Church of the Night, upstairs.
Soon, Elektra entered the bedroom and saw Dawn Dantes lying against the bed, slightly haggard.
”Richardson, give the bishop a chair.” Dawn Dantes smiled with a slightly white face.
Richardson had already prepared himself and immediately moved a high-backed chair to a spot not far from the reclining bed.
Elektra, on the other hand, took a few steps forward, observed the newly rich man’s face, and asked with concern:
”Dawn, how are you feeling, have you called for an internist?”
His inspiration hadn’t touched him, so he hadn’t tried anything else; this was merely the normal act of visiting a sick person by a concerned devotee.
Dawn Dantes coughed lightly twice and said with a smile:
”It’s almost healed actually, I think I can continue going to church tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, and listen to your sermon.”
”That’s good, I was wondering if I should ask the goddess for blessings for you.” Elektra let out a laugh, stepped back sideways, and sat down on the seat Richardson had moved.
At that moment, Dawn Dantes glanced at Mr. Bishop and grinned:
”Actually, I’ve always had a question, can the clergy of the Church of the Goddess get married?”
Elektra, who was still two years short of turning forty, sighed and laughed:
”This question has actually plagued us for a long time.
”At many theological conferences in antiquity, the archbishops had heated arguments over it.
”On the one hand, it was believed that servants serving the Goddess must remain holy, both men and women, or else it would be blasphemy, and on the other hand, the words of the Goddess were taken from canonical texts such as the Book of Revelation of the Night, and it was believed that the Goddess was encouraging marriage, and equal and normal interactions between the sexes, and that the clergy should be an example, not a counter-example, and that this was the greatest way of showing the Goddess the greatest respect.
”In more recent times, the issue has largely been set aside, and the Church neither forbids nor encourages it; the only requirement is that married clergymen cannot have their families living in the church.”
Dawn Dantes nodded slowly as she listened, the corner of her mouth curling slightly as she said:
”Bishop, do you have a wife?”
Bishop Elektra, who had a thin face and wasn’t exactly good-looking, but made people feel inexplicably smooth, sighed and could hardly hide his smile as he said:
”Two years ago, I entered the marriage hall under the witness of the Goddess, and this year I just happened to have a child.
”I originally wanted to always remain single in order to serve the goddess, but it turned out ……”
As he said this, he smiled to himself and shook his head.
Not waiting for Dawn Dantes to delve into this topic, Bishop Elektra asked in return:
”You seem to be single as well, is this considering marriage?”
He seemed to tacitly agree that Dawn Dantes was having just such thoughts, and directly regarded the answer to the above question as a certainty, and inquired instead:
”What kind of lady do you like? Perhaps I can introduce you to the right person.”
Dawn Dantes coughed lightly again and said with a smile:
”In the past, in order to accumulate wealth, I always chose to take risks, so I was reluctant to get married for fear of dragging the other party down, heh, I like a lot of types, and I’m not picky.
”Women who are a bit older than me, who can give me warmth and put me at ease, I like ……”
Before his words fell, the expression of Richardson, the valet next to him, suddenly froze, and then he looked sideways to the side, and then he uncomfortably lowered his head, and his face inexplicably felt a fiery pain.
Dawn Dantes, oblivious, continued:
”Much younger than me, innocent, lively, makes people see her like seeing the morning, unconsciously full of vitality of women, I also like ……”
The smile on Bishop Elektra’s face suddenly froze, and he raised his palm, clenched it into a fist against his mouth, and coughed twice.
Without stopping, Dawn Dantes shook her head and sighed and laughed:
”Once had a love or marriage, because of the status of the status of people dare not approach, can only look at from afar ladies, I also like, they are full of charm, every move is mesmerizing, it is difficult to restrain, always dreaming of ……”
Walter, the butler who was standing nearby, had a sudden tremor in his body, as if he had just experienced a mesmerizing dream that he did not want to wake up but was extremely resistant to, and it was difficult to distinguish clearly whether it was good or bad.
Dawn Dantes also want to tell down, but after the mouth opened, but did not make a sound.
He whirled around and said with a low laugh:
”This is all very normal, human beings are limited by their bodies, under the influence of all aspects of the senses, there will always be some abnormal thoughts, as long as they can restrain them, follow their own will to do things, and do not feel tormented, then they are still good husbands and good fathers and good men.”
”Fair enough, we always have irrational thoughts when we are angry, but few of us turn them into reality.” Bishop Elektra skillfully digressed as Walter the butler and Richardson the valet gave thoughtful looks one after the other.
The bishop did not linger too long, and after taking a few sips of the marquis’ black tea brought by the maid, he rose to take his leave of the Dawn Dantes’ mansion.
The room quickly became quiet, the windows of the balcony were opened silently, and Klein, who had changed back into the appearance of Dawn Dantes, lightly leapt in.
Luckily, I came back in time, if I let “Magic Mirror” Aroldus chat so much, Bishop Elektra will disown me as a devout believer …… Maybe tomorrow morning you can find Walter and Richardson hanged in the room by themselves, and the entire neighborhood is was circulating about Dawn Dantes being a pornographer …… Klein glanced at the fake Dawn real magic mirror on the bed and sighed silently – the second half of what he had just said was all about him personally formulating the answers and having Aroldus read from them.
Of course, this was the worst guess he had made, and he believed that Aroldus shouldn’t have let things go to that extent.
”Welcome back, my great master.” Dawn Dantes on the bed saluted in greeting, “Has your humble and loyal servant Arodes done, well?”
Hearing the Magic Mirror stutter his inquiry, Klein sighed again and said:
”Not bad, well disguised.
”But try not to irritate people when you chat.”
”I-I’ll be careful!” The image of the fake Dawn Dantes quickly disappeared, and a modest mirror was revealed on the pillow.
Above the mirror, a silvery-white light swirled and erupted, writhing and condensing into a single word:
”Thank you for your affirmation, I will always follow in your footsteps and look forward to the next opportunity to serve you~”
A sketchy goodbye emoji later, the mirror returned to normal.
Klein leaned over and stowed the mirror away before entering the lavatory attached to the master bedroom and taking four steps against the grain to get above the gray mist.
He had to grab the grazing before Mr. X’s spirit dissipated completely.
……
Inside the book world, on a snowy mountain peak, inside a cave.
Klein looked at the body of Mr. X on the ground, carefully identified the other side of the fragmented head, and compared it with the portrait of the target provided by the “magician” lady in his memory.
”It’s him …… hopefully this time we’ll get the ‘trip’ and the ‘record’, with either of them this operation will be a profitable one, if not, we’ll have to think about letting the Ms. ‘Magician’ to raise the money, hunting a Sequence 5 and facing a demigod are two things with completely different difficulties.” Klein thought to himself while extending his left palm, opening his five fingers and aiming them at the corpse whose spirituality hadn’t completely dissipated.
The “Creeping Hunger” quickly changed back to its original form, as if it was made of thin human skin, while two eyes cracked out from the center of the palm, with bright red pupils, as if they were dyed in blood.
In the chilling wind, Mr. X’s dissipated spirit and the extraordinary points of light that were as bright and connected as the Milky Way were drilled into the “Wiggling Hunger” one after another, and fixed on the blank finger.
The “writhing hunger” first became transparent, as if a reflection of the spiritual world, and then returned to normal.
Klein closed his eyes for a moment, his brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.
He was quite lucky this time, drawing one of the most desired extraordinary abilities:
”Traveler’s Gate”!
This could be shortened to “Portal”, “Teleportation”, or “Traveling”, and its function was to allow one to travel through the spirit world with the ability to sense the outside world and locate oneself! –Different sequences of extraordinary people have different strengths of their own spiritual bodies and can withstand different teleportation times, and the effects and distances of spiritual transportation are also significantly different.
If there is only sequence 9, sequence 8, that does not exceed the range of Bekrand …… With my current level, I wonder if I can go directly to the original island provided by Mr. “Hanging Man”, well, really can not be divided into two or three times! …… Klein thought with a smile.
Until this time, he did not realize that the “traveler” frontal combat strength is really strong, because the short distance “travel” using the difficulty is only equal to the “flame jump”, which means that the “traveler” is not as difficult as the “flame jump”, which means that the “traveler” is not as difficult as the “flame jump”. This means that “Traveler” can always flash around the target, can be far and can be close, so that people can not be defended and can not attack him.
Coupled with the “record” of various abilities and immediately away from the alarm at the sight of something wrong, Klein suspected that even if he had the “Lightning Storm” and “Tornado”, he might not be able to fight head-on He suspected that even with Lightning Storm and Tornado, he might not be able to leave the Traveler behind in a head-on battle.
As expected, the “Master of Secret Puppets” should try his best to be behind the scenes. …… Klein sighed as he returned his gaze to Mr. X’s corpse.
–Mr. X’s “Creeping Hunger” had just gained an extraordinary ability, “Open Door” from the “Apprentice” sequence, which was almost the same as “Open Door”. This is almost equivalent to the much weaker “Travel”, which is of little value.
As his eyes shifted, Klein’s eyes reflected the ruby-encrusted ring on Mr. X’s hand.