Part 4 The Undead Chapter 69 – The Plea

　　After a brief moment of dismay, Emlyn couldn’t help but look from side to side, suspecting that “The World” was lurking around, one of the few believers.

　　He had never mentioned the “Nightmare Candle” in the Tarot Club, and Bishop Utravsky seldom clashed with other people, and hardly ever used any magical items. If not for the fact that Emlin had been planted with the mental suggestion of coming to the Harvest Church frequently, and had been reminded of it by Shylock Moriarty, and asked the Bishop about it later, it would have been difficult for him to know about the “Nightmare Candle”. It would have been difficult for him to know about the existence of the “Nightmare Candle”.

　　At that moment, Emlyn looked at everyone as if they were “the world”, whether it was the fat middle-aged man, the old lady with the gray turban, or the beautiful fashionable woman, in his eyes, they all had something in common with “the world”.

　　No, I have to ask, he knows so much about my surroundings …… Even in front of Mr. Fool, there are some things that I have not mentioned …… Emlyn was really a little bit shocked, and stood up. startled, stood up, walked into the clergy lounge in the back, and responded in the quiet, unoccupied environment:

　　”Dear Mr. ‘Fool’, I’d like to speak directly to the ‘world’.”

　　In less than ten seconds, a tidal wave of crimson light came before Emlyn’s eyes and overwhelmed him.

　　Then he found himself back above the gray mist, back inside the lofty, magnificent palace, back where he belonged.

　　At the bottom of the long mottled table, the blurred figure of the World was waiting.

　　Compared to the past, Emlin has been greatly improved, he did not rush to talk to the “world”, first to the head of the high, leisurely spectators of the “Fool” Mr. salute, before looking at the target, said:

　　”How did you know I could get the Nightmare Candle?”

　　”The World” laughed low and dumbly as Klein maneuvered:

　　”We may have met before.”

　　He didn’t say too much, only pointing out the key, and whether the other party could guess the actual situation was his own problem.

　　Of course, Klein thought that Emlyn couldn’t associate Sherlock Moriarty for the time being, lacking the necessary clues after all.

　　Emlyn’s brow furrowed a little, having one suspicion after another, but not being able to determine who was “the world”.

　　”Believe me, I mean no harm to the members of the Tarot Society.” Seeing that Emlyn didn’t say anything for a long time, “The World” added another sentence.

　　Heh, one day, I can find you out! Emlyn muttered silently to himself and turned to ask:

　　”What are you doing with the ‘Heart Nightmare Candle’? I must have a good reason to lend this magical item.”

　　Klein controlled his right hand, which wanted to raise to rub his temples, and silenced the “world” by saying:

　　”Cure my mental problems.”

　　Cure …… mental problems …… Emlyn couldn’t help but shrink backward, then straighten his back again.

　　Looking at the “world” again, the gleam in his eyes clearly said, “It is really a dangerous madman.

　　”The …… ‘Mind Nightmare Candle’ does have that aspect.” Emlyn thought for a moment, “I can only lend it to you for half a day, is that okay?”

　　”It’s fine.” Klein endured the intimidation and pleading of the voice inside his head and manipulated the “world” to reply.

　　If the “Nightmare Candle” was effective, Klein would be able to solve the problem within a quarter of an hour, if it didn’t have any effect, then it would be the same if he held it in his hands for a few days and a few months, so the rental time wasn’t the key, and he didn’t care about this aspect of the request at all.

　　Emlyn mentally calculated for two seconds and said:

　　”The rent is 300 pounds, as well as recording five pages of extraordinary abilities into ‘Lemanor’s Traveling Notes’.”

　　He split what he was going to be burdened with in half.

　　Five pages……How many pages did this guy actually use…… Klein let the “world” go as he bellyached:

　　”No problem.”

　　After reaching a deal, Emlyn immediately returned to the real world and walked out of the clergy lounge of the Harvest Church.

　　Glancing at the half-giant Bishop Utravski, who was standing next to the altar, waiting to interact with the believers, Emlyn was suddenly a bit apprehensive.

　　Although he had spoken very confidently in front of the “world”, in reality, he had never borrowed a similar item from a priest before, and had no idea what the other party’s attitude would be.

　　His eyes unconsciously wandered, and Emlyn subconsciously looked around the small prayer hall.

　　I helped the priest to help the church to save many civilians infected with the plague, and has been teaching those who are willing to learn the knowledge of herbal medicine, so that the faith of the mother goddess of the earth in this region to be spread relatively good, borrowing half a day of “nightmare candles” why? Emlyn cleared his throat with a lift of his chin toward Bishop Utrafsky, who needed to look up:

　　”I have a friend who is having mental problems, and I’d like to borrow the ‘Nightmare of the Heart Candle’.”

　　He didn’t mention the contribution he’d made directly, because his pride wouldn’t allow him to.

　　Father Utravski looked down at Emlyn in his clerical robes and smiled gently:

　　”Good.”

　　…… That will do? Emlyn froze a bit for a moment, unable to believe that the priest had just agreed.

　　He didn’t accept it smoothly and couldn’t help but ask more:

　　”Aren’t you afraid I’ll lose that candle?”

　　Bishop Utrafsky replied with a smile on his face:

　　”Every man and every object has its own end, and returns to the earth, buried deep in the soil, to germinate again, to draw growth and blossom, generation after generation.

　　”This is the fate of all things, and if the ‘Heart Nightmare Candle’ is lost, it means that the connection between me and it has come to an end, and that I must patiently listen to fate and Mother Nature.”

　　”Whether or not the Nightmare Candle is lost is its fate, and whether or not I will be killed by you because of it, is also fate? Emlyn ventriloquized, didn’t ask any more questions, and took the strange candle given by the half-giant priest.

　　Then, on the pretext of healing his friend, he left the Church of the Harvest, found a random inn, and set up the sacrifice ceremony.

　　……

　　Above the gray mist, Klein once again got the “Nightmare Candle”.

　　This magical object seemed to have burned halfway through, and was wrapped in a layer of human skin, with several bumps protruding from it.

　　It had a short wick, and was black with a fine scale-like pattern.

　　Klein did not delay, not to give the sub-personality the opportunity to grow up, to take advantage of his weakness, the problem will be completely resolved, otherwise waiting for his own will be an irrevocable out-of-control destiny, and the environment of this mysterious space above the gray fog, can be completely shielded from the negative effects of the internal battle between the two personalities on the body.

　　Phew …… Klein slowly exhaled, and reached out for the “Scepter of Poseidon”.

　　At this moment, he did not do divination, because there is no way to determine who the term “I” will point to, and the results will naturally be meaningless.

　　Snap!

　　Klein snapped his fingers and lit the “Nightmare Candle”.

　　On the blackened wick, a light blue spiritual flame quietly emitted light, illuminating the palace like a giant’s residence.

　　Unconsciously, the environment changed, cabinets, desks, stoves, high and low beds, and gas meters simultaneously reflected in Klein’s eyes, and the scarlet moonlight outside the window shone in silently, veiling everything with a light veil.

　　This was the apartment room where the Morettis had lived before!

　　This was the place where Klein Moretti had shot himself!

　　At that moment, a figure was sitting under the high bed, looking at Klein with a twisted expression, holding the “Scepter of Poseidon” in his hand.

　　He had black hair, brown pupils, a thin body, ordinary features, a deep profile, and a distinctly bookish look, just like another “Kraven”.

　　This “Klein” revealed an angry expression and said:

　　”You have taken over my body, do you still want my spirit to be completely extinguished?

　　”I am Klein Moretti! You despicable and shameless traveler, parasite!”

　　He seemed to have just grown up and was not yet able to utilize things from the outside world.

　　Without responding, Klein took a step forward with a stony expression.

　　The “Kraven’s” expression slowly changed, and fear gradually took over his eyes.

　　His body curled up, slightly trembling as he pleaded:

　　”Let me go, let me go.

　　”You stole my brother, you stole my sister, you stole my life, isn’t that enough?

　　”I’ll stay quiet in my body, help you analyze your problems, give you advice, and definitely won’t fight you for control.

　　”Let me go, let me go ……”

　　Klein remained silent and raised his right hand, which was holding the Scepter of Poseidon.

　　That “Klein” was already filled with tears, and cried out in anger and fear:

　　”I just want to remind you!

　　”If it wasn’t to warn you, how could I have exposed myself!

　　”Let me go, let me go …… I didn’t mean any harm!”

　　Klein gazed at the other party in silence, letting the greenish-blue jewels of the “Neptune’s Scepter” light up one by one.

　　A lightning bolt instantly highlighted, twisted, entangled, like a storm enveloped the “Klein”.

　　With a mournful scream, the figure quickly dissipated, all traces of it erased by a lightning snake.

　　”I am not ashamed to be myself …… know where the soft places in my heart are, and know how to plead the most effective …… However, I have already recognized myself before, it is the Zhou Mingrui who has fused the fragments of Klein’s memories and some of his emotions. If I let you go, it would be the same as separating the two and recognizing the opposites, then as soon as I return to the real world, I will immediately lose control ……” Klein put down his scepter, closed his eyes, and sighed tersely in a low voice.

　　Then, always remaining conscious, he left this world of the mind.