Part 5 THE RED PRIESTS CHAPTER 70 News of the Order of the Spirit
160 Birklund Street, the mansion of Dawn Dantes.
Crane stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the pattering rain falling with the wind, hitting the ground, landing on the glass, and intertwining into a web.
Since entering the fall, it had begun to rain heavily again in Berkland, which brought with it a lingering chill and dampness.
Klein didn’t move for a long time, staring off into the distance in silence at the blur of rain, his eyes unfocused.
It wasn’t until inspiration struck him that he gathered his thoughts, which were flurrying like fine rain, and looked sideways to the side.
Carrying four blonde, red-eyed heads, Renette Tinicol bit into a letter and stepped out of the void.
”Who sent it this time?” Klein asked the messenger lady out of habit.
The last letter he had received had come from Sharon, who had told him that she had successfully survived the ceremony and had been promoted to Sequence 4 “Puppet” in the “Prisoner” pathway.
Klein first congratulated him sincerely, and then apologized, telling the other party that he had gotten what he wanted, and would not be going to the spiritual world of Calderon City in the short term.
Of course, he also said that there is a not-so-small secret hidden there, which may be related to himself, and that the probability is that he will still go there when some time passes, and at that time, if Ms. Sharon has the spare time and the will to do so, he hopes to get her help.
–As for Klein, on one hand, he may have to go there to find the materials for his future promotion, on the other hand, he thinks that that magical city involves the ancient god of death, the ancestor of the undead birds, Grey Carrie, and may have a cure for Mr. Aztec’s “Spiritual Crippling Disease”. Even if he can’t give this “death consul” a chance for promotion, he still hopes that he won’t suffer from the torture of losing his memory again and again.
Of course, Klein also had a preparatory plan for this, that is, when he was promoted to Sequence 3 “Ancient Scholar”, he would prepare more “Yesterday’s Reappearance” spells for Mr. Aztec, or directly apply the corresponding extraordinary ability to help him quickly recover from each memory loss.
At this point, Klein has already received the letter, Renate Tynecol four heads in turn responded:
”The ……” “undead ……” “the ……” “fool ……”
…… Patrick Blaine of the Artificial Death Faction of the Spirit Order, ah …… Klein easily understood who the messenger lady was talking about, because Patrick was the one who had written to him the most frequently in the past two months, and basically reported on anything that was a little more important and ask for instructions.
After so many times, Renette Tinicol had nicknamed him.
The messenger lady hadn’t even shown a hobby in this area before, and I don’t know when it started …… Most of the ones who write to me frequently have nicknames, except for Miss Sharon …… Klein muttered darkly while unfolding the letter paper and quickly skimming through it.
Patrick Blaine said in the letter, this time the southern continent’s order is no longer for him to do to wake up the “God of Death” various attempts, but let him prepare a special ceremony to help the mausoleum of the angel of the realm of the dead, the artificial death faction of the leader of the Heitel further restoration, so that k have a way to briefly leave the “land of self sealing”. “The Land of Self-Sealing”.
There wasn’t much wrong with such an order on the surface, it was only slightly abrupt, but Klein still sensed something was amiss.
”The Southern Continent’s Spirit Order Artificial Death Faction had asked Patrick to continue with his strange and dangerous rituals to try to awaken the ‘God of Death’ several times before, all of which were bluffed away by me instructing him to use excuses such as the materials couldn’t be raised, and the experiment ended up failing, and now, they’re finally suspecting that there’s something wrong with Patrick? Klein nodded thoughtfully.
He suspected that this was a test run against Patrick Blaine, a test run through the rituals pointing to angels!
–Angels responded to rituals all over the world.
Well, as long as there was no suspicion that something was wrong with the Artificial Reapers, after all, they had inherited a large portion of the Gubairan Empire, and who knew if there was a way to influence the Goddess’s process of mastering the Uniqueness of the Reaper pathway to the detriment of both parties! …… Klein analyzed for a while, slightly relieved.
As for the temptation of the angel of the realm of death, he did not think there was too much of a problem, because the “Fool” can also mobilize the power close to this level, in the form of “angelic embrace” to interfere, as long as that high priest called Hector is not directly descending, but to exert influence through the air, he will be able to influence the goddess of death. As long as that High Priest Hector did not come down directly, but rather exerted his influence through the air, he was able to skillfully mislead them.
Thinking about this matter, Klein snapped his wrist, making Patrick Blaine’s letter ignite with crimson flames, while returning to his desk, flipping out a pen and paper, brushing and writing:
”…… You may do as your teacher tells you, but be sure to report back to me and get my permission before the actual ceremony ……”
Because of the short interval between replies, Patrick Blaine had likely not yet left where he originally was, Klein unsummoned the other’s messenger, played the adventurer’s harmonica, and handed the folded stationery to Renette Tynecol.
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In the sparse drizzle, Hugh, clad in a skimpy sap raincoat, hid in a shady corner and stared at the side door of Viscount Sturford’s house.
It was not yet evening, but the gas street lamps had been lit one after the other, giving off a hazy halo in the rain.
After another while, a hired carriage came from a distance and stopped in front of the side door in an isolated position.
The Viscount’s manservant who was hiding in a sheltered place immediately leapt out and held open an umbrella.
He escorted the cloaked woman who got down from the carriage and quickly passed through the side door, while the rented carriage stopped where it was and didn’t leave, as if it had collected enough money.
Hugh still hadn’t gotten a good look at the woman, but she wasn’t at all dismayed, and waited patiently in the cold, rainy water, as if she’d been turned into a statue and hadn’t moved a muscle.
She was going to wait until the other woman came out, try to follow her and confirm her identity.
This was both her chance to get the formula for the Judge’s potion, and the reason she had come to Berkland – to investigate the truth behind her father’s death!
It is also because of this motivation, Hugh will monitor the matter of Viscount Stretford insisted on today, the other intelligence officers of MI9 has long been in the previous few months nothing happened in the state, their own end of the task, even when the golden masked man who gave this commission, but also for many weeks did not ask about the relevant things, obviously has not been put on the heart.
Inside the bedroom of Viscount Steerford, a beautiful brown-haired girl in a silk robe, sitting in front of the dresser, found a treasure like fiddling with those skin care products, cosmetics.
Viscount Stepford, who had already stepped into middle age, wore a men’s robe and walked behind that beautiful young girl with wet hair and smiled at her in the mirror:
”Sherman, you no longer need them to add extra luster to you.”
”It’s just a feminine instinct.” The young girl called Sherman smiled and raised her hand, taking the Viscount’s palm pressed on her shoulder in reverse.
Viscount Stratford laughed gently:
”There is a sense of innocence and purity when you are fiddling with them, huh, you make me find my youth, like going back to seventeen or eighteen years old.”
Without waiting for Sherman to respond, he said to himself:
”My wife has passed away for several years, I thought I would live like this until I was called by the Lord’s grace, who knew that I had met you, and when there is a release of the pressure accumulated in Bekrand after a while, I will look for an opportunity to walk into the sanctuary of marriage with you.”
”Marriage …… You want to marry me?” Sherman froze for a moment and asked back incredulously.
Viscount Stratford smiled and said:
”Meeting you is a gift from the Lord, and although you don’t come from a noble enough background, I’ve already been married once as well, so I don’t need to be too concerned about this aspect. Of course, I will also find a way to improve your status, well, first find a merchant and let him recognize you as his illegitimate daughter ……”
He rambled on about his plans, seeing Sherman’s eyes gradually mist over in the mirror.
”One of the things I find most valuable about you is that if I’m nice to you, you’ll be nice to me several dozen times over, without hiding it at all.” Viscount Stratford smiled and lowered his head, kissing the top of Sherman’s head.
Sherman opened his mouth and seemed to cry and laugh.
It was not until the drizzle had ceased and night had fallen that Hugh finally waited for the woman in the dark red cloak to come out and board the carriage.
After memorizing the characteristics of the carriage, Hugh distantly decorated, relying on the extraordinary ability of the “sheriff” and the night streets wet and deserted conditions, with walking and running to track up the target.
All the way from Queens to Birkeland Bridge area, with Hugh’s physical strength is almost a little bit can not hold out, the carriage finally stopped.
Hugh’s spirit was revitalized, and she changed her target from the carriage to the woman in the dark red cloak, and continued to follow her.
During this process, she was slightly surprised to find that the woman had a strong anti-tracking ability, sometimes circling around, sometimes making a stop with the help of obstacles.
However, this is not difficult to defeat Hugh, she is an experienced “sheriff”, patiently follow from a distance, do not do close.
Just as she intuited that the woman was not too far from her final destination, and intended to catch up, she suddenly smelled a sweet and ethereal fragrance.
Amidst this scent, Hugh was confused for a moment before completely losing track of his target.
And the scent disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
”…… “Hugh’s pupils dilated slightly, and he didn’t dare to search the surrounding area for traces again.
Inside a rented house, Tris, who was so gentle and sweet that people couldn’t take their eyes off of her, looked at Sherman, who was looking at himself in the mirror:
”You seem to be in a good mood.
”How is it, this last mission isn’t too hard to accept, right?
”When it’s completed, you’ll be able to leave Beckland and live the life you want.”
Sherman was stunned for a moment, and her expression became so complicated that she actually had a few moments of loss, as if she had suddenly woken up from a beautiful dream.
She did not turn her head, and her lips opened and closed for a while before she spoke:
”He said that he wants to marry me ……”
Tris raised her eyebrows at once:
”A man’s words can’t be trusted at a time like that, and in that regard, you and I should both be well aware of that.
”If he really wanted to marry you, he wouldn’t be defensive and would want to have a child with you, huh, is that what he did?”
Hearing her question, Sherman’s expression dimmed a little.
Tris stood up and smiled:
”I’m not going to stop you from pursuing your love, if you want to turn the duration of this quest into a lifetime, then it’s time for you to think about what you’re going to do.”
With those words lightly spoken, she walked to the door and left the rented room.
As she descended the stairs, Tris suddenly gazed at her shoes and let out a low laugh that seemed like a sneer or a self-deprecating remark:
”Love ……”