Part 5 The Red Priests Chapter 4 Keeping Secrets
Emlyn was silent for two seconds, retracting his slightly raised chin and opening his mouth to ask:
”Yes, which one?”
To him, while angels were worthy of awe, what really made him bow his head was that every great figure of the Blood Race who could be called “k” was a witness and a personal witness to the race’s long history, the source of his pride.
”I’m not sure, anyway, I’ll let you know when the time comes.” Cassimi Audra shook his head.
…… Come for the revelation of the Patriarchs? With a follow-up command? Why didn’t the originator just give me a revelation, it’s more discreet, I’m the k-chosen blood! Is this to avoid irritating Mr. Fool? Questions flashed through Emlyn’s mind, and he answered them.
Without further ado, he put on his bowler hat and left Audra’s villa.
Arriving at the door and glancing at the bright sun that the thin clouds couldn’t block, Emlyn skimmed his mouth in disgust, raised his hand to press the brim of his hat, lowered his head, and headed straight for the rented carriage at the end of the street, muttering in his heart:
”It’s a terrible day to go out!
”The potion that the ‘world’ wants, the materials are not rare, a quarter of an hour can be blended …… Well, the materials ordered before should arrive today, dragging the ‘Magician ‘ Miss for several days the transaction can be carried out ……”
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Berkland, Chorwood District.
Voorhees set up the bottles of glass potions on the altar, looking at the liquids, either light blue or golden, with an inexplicable thrill of shopping.
”It’s more tempting than a cocktail, I don’t know what flavor it is, it might feel better when you put some ice in it …… Really, what are you thinking about? It’s all potions!” Voorhees spat at himself and busied himself with tidying up the room.
After obtaining these potions for healing, she had completed her preparations for the trip to the abandoned old castle in the Drell Forest, and was just waiting for Hugh to return home!
Tidying up various things, Voorhees slumped onto the couch, picking up a few newspapers as she planned out the day’s itinerary:
”We’ll leave at dusk, and we should reach the town at the edge of the forest by dinner ……”
Amidst silent grunts, Voorhees flipped to the newspaper “News from the Sea”.
Suddenly, her gaze froze, and a familiar name reflected within her pupils:
”Germaine Sparrow!”
This adventurer appeared on the sea again, boarded the “Black Tulip” together with a middle-aged man known as the “Consul of Death”, killed the “Admiral of Hell” Ludwell, and changed the lives of the seven pirate generals once again. Once again changed the composition of the seven pirate generals.
”……” Forsyth subconsciously patted her chest, not knowing what she was celebrating.
This instant, she inexplicably felt that Germaine Sparrow’s experience was legendary enough to be completely written into a novel!
Unfortunately, he’s not someone who’s too nice to deal with, otherwise, I could totally moonlight as a biographer and publish a book for him …… Haha, if I really write Gelman Sparrow, I’m sure I’ll be stared at by the Official Extraordinary One …… Forsyth entertained herself with the thought. Then the sound of a key being inserted into a lock hole was heard.
She raised her head and saw Hugh push open the door and enter the parlor.
”So early?” Folth opened her mouth in surprise.
Hugh rubbed the blonde hair on his right side and said:
”Met with MI9 again and took on a mission.”
”What mission?” Voorhees asked rather curiously as he rolled over and sat up.
Hugh casually threw his body into the single sofa:
”To find out the origins of the mad adventurer Germaine Sparrow.
”Information from MI9 indicates that the name used by this frighteningly extraordinary man is false, as are his identification papers, and that the source is in Birkeland.
”They suspect Germaine Sparrow has another identity here, an accomplice or collaborator.”
At the word “accomplice,” the corners of Forsyth’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, wanting to tell Hugh that MI9’s suspicions were correct and that Germaine Sparrow’s accomplice was sitting right across from you.
She coughed softly and asked in a matter-of-fact manner:
”Why are you investigating where Germaine Sparrow came from?
”Has he done something else?”
Hugh said as he glanced at the newspapers stacked next to Forsyth:
”You haven’t read today’s Maritime News?
”Germaine Sparrow killed ‘Admiral Hell’ Ludwell and is known as the strongest adventurer of the five seas.
”By the way, the people from MI9 also told me that Germaine Sparrow is likely to believe in that hidden being called ‘The Fool’, and this is news from multiple sources, with shades of the Aurora Society, and the Rose School.”
That I can prove …… they are right …… Fools smiled strongly:
”Sounds like it’s dangerous.”
”Hmm.” Hugh nodded, “I’m only going to do intelligence gathering, not in-depth investigation.”
Voorhees stopped mentioning that aspect and turned to say:
”I’ve already prepared the potion, so we’ll go to Delaire Forest today?”
Hugh had become a Sequence 7 “Inquisitor” a few days ago, and had mastered the very useful ability of “Spirit Piercing”.
”Good.” Hugh stood up with great mobility, “Let’s leave now.”
”Huh? Let’s wait a little longer, I was thinking of dusk ……,” Voorhees responded a little resistant.
She was always thinking of putting it off until the last minute.
It wasn’t long before she, armed with her various belongings, was dragged out of the rented house by Hugh and into a hired carriage for the nearby subway entrance.
At the sound of a thundering whistle, the huge steam locomotive, trailing its sinuous, iron-black body, entered the platform and came to a halt, illuminated by gas wall lamps on either side.
Forsyth and Hugh stood outside one of the cars, waiting patiently for the passengers in front of them to come out.
Suddenly, they saw two “red gloves”.
The owner of these “red gloves” was a man in his thirties wearing a white shirt and a black trench coat with a collar that stood up so high that it covered his chin and lips.
He had dark green eyes and golden-brown sideburns, and was carrying a silver and white case large and wide enough to fit a violin.
Forsyth and Hugh looked at each other for a moment, and each dropped his eyes and gazed up at the tips of his shoes.
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As a senior deacon of the Night Church’s “Night Watchers” team, one of the twenty-two powerful people in the upper echelons of the Church, and a member of the “Red Glove” triumvirate, Cresta Sessima was not a person who cared about ostentation, and he preferred to travel alone, riding on the commoners’ transportation, acting like a commoner. He prefers to travel alone, taking the transportation of the commoners, and behaves like an ordinary churchman.
After switching to another line of the subway to the North End, he boarded a rented carriage and arrived all the way to St. Samuel’s Church to meet the Archbishop of the Diocese of Birkeland, Saint Anthony Stevenson.
”I’m going to have to trouble you for your assistance for the next while.” After greeting each other and praising the goddess, Sesima found a seat and spoke.
Archbishop Anthony, clean-faced and dressed in black with red robes, likewise sat down and spoke with deliberation:
”Something to do with the matter of Ince Zangwill?”
”Yes.” Cecima nodded slightly, “The Holy Throne asked me to convey to you that another servant of the Goddess, the Abbess of the Convent of Darkness, Lady Arianna, will also be coming to Berkland recently.”
This ascetic ranked first among the thirteen archbishops.
Without waiting for St. Anthony’s inquiry, he explained in detail:
”Lady Illyria knows many important circumstances from the residual spirit of Ince Zangwill, including the details of his escape due to problems with his psychological state, being used by ‘0-08’ to escape, and his cooperation with the royal family and the Witch Sect ……
”After plotting the Great Haze incident, Ince Zangwill was revolted by ‘0-08’ and possessed by the evil spirit of the ‘Red Angel’ that survived from the Fourth Age, and traveled alone to the Southern Continent in an attempt to set up a trap to hunt Illyria Ms.
”The most important point here is that Ince Zangwill remembers a very important subterranean relic in the northwestern outskirts of Berkland, somewhere before the Tasok River flows into this great region.
”It is my task to find that relic.”
St. Anthony asked thoughtfully as he listened quietly:
”Ince Zangwill does not know the exact location?
”He has not been there?”
Cesima shook her head and said:
”He has entered, but it has been with others leading the way, and does not possess the key information.”
St. Anthony let out a “hmm” and turned to ask:
”Any luck figuring out which group of the royal family is working with Ince Zangwill?”
”No.” Cresta Sesima paused for a moment and said, “According to normal logic, regardless of whether the collaborators did or did not make a disguise, since they had met, there would definitely be corresponding memory fragments remaining, but within Ince Zangwill’s spirit body, there was not a single trace of this aspect to be found, and it seemed to have never existed.”
”Perhaps it is the influence of the contract, and to be able to make a Sequence 4 Demigod completely unable to fight against it, the source of the contract’s power is worthy of attention.” Saint Anthony nodded his head with a small amplitude.
He thought for a moment and then added:
”That telegram from before didn’t describe much, and I’m not really sure exactly what happened, who actually killed Ince Zangwill?”
Krystai Sesima exhaled slowly and said:
”A name you would never believe, Klein Moretti.”
”The member of the ‘Night Watch’ who died in the Tingen incident?” The frown on Anthony’s forehead deepened for a moment.
”Yes, that’s how Illyria returned the favor, and no one knows why Klein Moretti, who was only a Sequence 8 at the time, came back to life, and why he was able to kill Ince Zangwill, who was a demigod wielding ‘0-08’, in less than a year… … “Saying this, Cecima’s expression became slightly odd, “The Holy Throne told us to keep this information strictly confidential, not to divulge it to anyone outside of the Archbishop and the High Deacon, and, and not to track down Klein Moretti, and to just pretend that he’s been lying in his grave all along. ”
St. Anthony was silent for a few seconds, nodding his head imperceptibly as if remembering something:
”Perhaps this is one, the Goddess’s favored one ……”
Cesima jerked his head up and looked at St. Anthony like he was crazy.
He opened and closed his lips a few times, but ultimately said nothing.
Without continuing the subject, Anthony glanced at the door and said solemnly:
”Your mission may require a large amount of elimination, which must have enough manpower, well, Sost Squad has already completed their mission in the southern continent, I’ll have them come back as soon as possible and follow your arrangements.”
”Good.” Cresta Sesima had no objections.
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”A day of rest and recuperation, then back to Berkland?” Leonard raised his head and looked at the squad leader, Thorst.
Solstice looked at him compassionately, who had been silent for some time, and nodded:
”Right.”
After seeing this “Spirit Witch” leave his room, Leonard sighed silently and leaned back against the wall.
At that moment, a deep red light burst out in front of his eyes, completely drowning him who was caught off guard.