Part 5 The Red Priestess Chapter 186 Between the Curtains

　　In the alley where few people walked, the environment became dimmer and dimmer, and the cold wind blew in gusts, which was not like razor blades that could scratch people’s faces, but seemed to have magic, slowly and resolutely penetrating into the clothing.

　　Kraven, in the guise of Germaine Sparrow, raised his hand and pressed his bowler hat on top of his head, and saw Miss Magician, wrapped in a dark-colored scarf and thick tweed coat, carrying a weighty-looking suitcase, walk into the alley with considerable vigilance.

　　–In the Kingdom of Rune, under the influence of the Church of Darkness, many clothes that were considered to belong only to men were also available for women, just like in Intis, the ladies of high society often rode horses sideways, with special saddles, but not in Rune, where the ladies had their own knights’ uniforms.

　　Klein pulled his left hand, which was wearing a “creeping hunger”, out of his coat pocket and stretched his fingers:

　　”Ready to stock up?”

　　Forsyth felt a cold wind blowing in from his neck and subconsciously scrunched up and said:

　　”At least for two weeks.

　　”I’ve already given it to the editor of the newspaper.”

　　Not waiting for Germaine Sparrow to ask again, she was busy adding:

　　”I’ve got a pen, ink, and manuscript paper with me.”

　　Klein nodded gently, took two steps forward, and grasped Ms. Magician’s shoulder with a probing palm.

　　Immediately, Voorhees focused her mind, and an illusory, slowly turning book appeared in her eyes.

　　Her surroundings then became colorful, with red becoming redder, black becoming blacker, and brown becoming more brown, all intertwined and layered together in a kind of psychedelic feeling.

　　Forsyth was able to fully adapt to this state, and successfully “recorded” this “trip”, and carefully observed the scenery of the “journey”, and “described” the strange and strange creatures of the spirit world, which were difficult to accurately describe. The strange shapes and forms that were difficult to accurately describe were “memorized” in her mind.

　　After a few breaths, she blacked out and felt a coldness she had never experienced before, and her body shuddered gently.

　　Forsyth instinctively use juggling, illuminate the environment, look around, and found himself in a wooden house, the “world” Germaine Sparrow has disappeared without a trace.

　　What is this place …… Voorhees looked at the window, only to see that there is something thickly pressed, no light can shine into.

　　This made her more and more puzzled, and coming to the door, she reached out with her right hand and pulled back on the door.

　　At the sound of a creak, she saw snow, so accumulated that it had blocked the exit.

　　”……” Voorhees was stunned, the reminder that Germaine Sparrow had made earlier echoing in her mind:

　　”Stay warm ……”

　　In just a minute or two, Klein had already gone out to sea, appeased his “writhing hunger” with his choice of prey, and returned to his rented house in Birkeland to wait for the “Queen of Mystery,” Bernadette, and Ms. Sharon to gather information about the anomaly. Searching.

　　In fact, in Klein’s style, he would have done additional investigation in this area to make sure that Tris did not have any plan to help Mr. Door to get out of the trap, but considering that Charatu was already in Bakerland, he was cautious and gave up the intention of going out to roam around.

　　Under the influence of the Law of Convergence of Extraordinary Characteristics, he felt that if he was wandering around in Birkeland, sooner or later, he would directly run into Charatou or even Amon.

　　Hey, I had thought about how to disguise myself, buy a bicycle, get a uniform, and ride around different neighborhoods as a letter carrier …… This is the least likely to be suspected …… Klein took a sip of the “gulp” he brought back from the sea and turned toward the sea. The secret puppets Nyuni and Chunas pinched his shoulders and pressed his legs.

　　……

　　”The Godforsaken Lands, in the afternoon town camp.

　　Derek Berg opened his eyes and immediately stood up, opening the door and walking out and around the campfire to the Chief’s room.

　　He pressed down his inner excitement, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock lightly on the thick wooden door.

　　”Come in.” The deep, thick voice of Colin Iliad came out over the thud of movement.

　　Derek twisted the handle and pushed the door in, speaking out of turn as he cast his eyes on Colin the Demon Hunter, who had gray hair and a face with old scars:

　　”Your Excellency, I have found some strange mushrooms, they are edible!”

　　Colin Iliad was silent for a moment and slowly spoke:

　　”Mushrooms?”

　　Hearing the doubt in the Chief’s words, Derek instantly recalled a mushroom he had once seen:

　　It came from the abandoned temple of the Fallen Creator, and was particularly colorful and appetizing, but very dangerous in nature.

　　His mood calmed down considerably, and he nodded with a “hmmm”:

　　”Yes, mushrooms, different varieties of mushrooms, they can devour the flesh and blood of monsters to grow and reproduce ……”

　　Derek described in detail the uniqueness of those mushrooms, and carefully explained what milk, beef, fish and flour were.

　　Finally, he solemnly emphasized that those mushrooms had to be fully cooked before eating them, and that care should be taken to distinguish the toxicity-enriched strains.

　　Colin Iliad listened quietly, without emotion, and thoughtfully said:

　　”What else is harmful about them, or, for that matter, something to watch out for?”

　　”Uh ……” Derek’s face suddenly reddened a little, “I’ll look into it again.”

　　After that, without waiting for the Chief to say anything, he turned his body around, opened the door to his room, and ran out.

　　Returning to his room, he caught his breath, sat down, and began to pray to Mr. Fool, asking him to convey the question to Mr. World.

　　Above the gray mist, Klein sat in the high-backed chair belonging to Mr. Fool, tapping his index finger on the armrest and muttering silently to himself:

　　”What harm can be done?

　　”Although Frank’s imagination, power of action and creativity makes me feel a bit intimidated, but after all, he is still only a Sequence 5 ‘druid’, so how dangerous can the mushrooms he made be? With Silver City’s experience of fumbling around in dark environments for so many years, he could easily handle those mushrooms.

　　”The ‘Future’ producing milk, the pirate head growing watermelons and other frightening anomalies within the Divine War Ruins is because the breath and divine power of the Mother Earth Goddess remains in that area, and the real ‘murderer’ is the gods and not Frank ……

　　”Hiss, if the creation of the ‘God Forsaken Land’ was related to the fall of the ‘Ancient Sun God’ due to betrayal, what was left behind in the great battle at that time would never have been only the ‘Black Night’, ‘Hidden Night’, and ‘Hidden Night’. ‘, ‘Hidden’, ‘Fallen’, and ‘Storm’ aspects of the power, perhaps some areas there have ‘ Sun’, ‘Earth’ influences present ……

　　”That ……”

　　Klein pondered for a moment, manifesting the “world” Germaine Sparrow to tell him the truth:

　　”…… If it meets the divine power of the ‘earth’ realm, those mushrooms may have an unknown mutation ……”

　　Getting a response Derek once again rushed out of his room and ran to the Chief’s door.

　　This time, there was no need for him to knock, the door to the room naturally opened wide.

　　Derek looked back at the crew by the campfire and entered the room, casually closing the heavy wooden door behind him.

　　”The divine power of the ‘Earth’ realm may have caused those mushrooms to undergo an unknown mutation.” He stated frankly, without explaining how he had researched it.

　　”Demon Hunter” Colin’s expression changed little as he repeated the key phrase in a low voice:

　　”The divine power of the ‘Earth Domain’ ……”

　　His voice trailed off and he eventually fell silent, speaking only after a ten-second interval:

　　”When we return, we can set aside an area for planting and see the effect.

　　”Then, what is the cost?”

　　Derek immediately responded:

　　”The ‘Classical Alchemist’ magic potion formula.”

　　Colin Iliad nodded slowly:

　　”This must pass the vote of the ‘Council of Six’, and when we return to the city, I will push for this matter as soon as possible.”

　　Their questing squad itself would be returning to Silver City in the last two days, this was because after that previous quest, the few who had survived and the few who had lost loved ones would need some time to adjust their mental state, the second was that there was a limited amount of food left in the campsite, and the area around the town in the afternoon couldn’t be planted with the Blackface Grass, so it could only be replenished by hunting monsters, so one of the questing squad’s responsibilities was to transport safe food, and every so often a rotation rotations had to be made.

　　”Yes, Your Chief Excellency.” Derek did not make any urges.

　　He had long been used to this process.

　　When he left the room, Colin Iliad came to the window and looked out at the campfire in the center of the camp.

　　The flame was burning quietly, casting a dim glow over the camp in the deep darkness, and on it was roasting an extremely disgusting vampire covered in pus.

　　……

　　A few days later, Klein received corresponding feedback from the “Mystic Queen” Bernadette, the Spirit Order Patrick Blaine and Ms. Sharon, confirming that there was no abnormal flow of materials and people in Beckland in recent times.

　　So it seems that the witch Tris is only going to talk to Mr. Gate for the time being …… and this seems to be the first time that they have established contact …… In any case, I still have to warn you in advance! This must be done with enough skill, the more you say, the greater the chance of being wrong, and you must not give away your own cards……. Klein thought for a while, found the hair of the deceased provided by Ms. Magician, unfolded the paper, and put down his pen to write:

　　”…… This is the material you need, from the Abraham family line descendants of the hair …… The provider has a request, that is to help ask the existence of a question, the question is how they can get rid of the curse on the body ……

　　”…… Finally, a word of caution, watch out for Mr. ‘Door’.”

　　Klein folded the letterhead, pinned the handful of hair inside, pulled out his adventurer’s harmonica, brought it to his lips, and blew.

　　After a brief moment of silence, Renette Tynecol came out of the void carrying four bright-looking heads.

　　”Give this letter to the fool who was tempted.” Klein handed out the letter in his hand as he handed it over.

　　As soon as the words left his mouth, he was busy adding another question in his mind:

　　”Can you locate him?”

　　”Yes ……” one of Renette Tinnikol’s heads snatched at the question before taking a bite out of the letter.

　　Klein’s eyes narrowed slightly at that.