Part 6 The Light-Exporter Chapter 54 No Matter If You Live or Die
Not surprised that Mr. World made this request at this time, Magician Forsyth replied with a slightly nervous voice:
”Yes, yes.
”What kind of deal is it?”
She had already corresponded with her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham, several times during this period of time, and had done a lot of laying down under the guidance of Ms. “Justice”.
”The world,” Klein said with a low, husky laugh:
”You don’t have to tell him what I want for now, just give my chips and see if he’s interested.”
”Your bargaining chip or the promise to lift the curse of the Abraham family?” “Magician” Forsyth cautiously sought up confirmation.
Klein nodded and pointed to “0-61” on the long, mottled table:
”Or it could be this ‘Box of Old Days’.”
Things that require a “0” level seal to be exchanged are definitely not simple …… Whether it’s “Justice” Audrey, or “The Hidden “Justice” Audrey, and “The Hidden One” Gadelia, all suddenly came up with such a realization.
”Magician” Foerth is more important to the promise of lifting the curse, because she has had personal experience, know how miserable the teacher family.
Without hesitation, she answered solemnly:
”Yes.”
……
Inside the basement of a house in the western district of Birkeland.
Hidden in the shadows, “Dark Saint” Kesma suddenly grew out of the darkness.
He turned his head sideways, as if listening to something, and his cheek muscles gradually twitched a little, not one by one, but little by little, and not only did they not connect with each other, but they interfered with each other, which looked extremely strange.
That is, after a few seconds, Kesma revealed an expression of extreme pain, his skin ripped aPart 1nch by inch, his blood and flesh writhing like boiling, interspersed with a deep black color.
With a plop, he fell to the ground, prostrate himself towards the altar, and spat out a large amount of entrails and flickering points of light.
The “Dark Saint’s” head was pressed firmly to the ground, and he kept saying to himself like a madman:
”Buttis is dead. ……
”A ‘Secret Mage’ carrying a ‘0’ level seal died just like this ……
”There was a tarot card at the scene, ‘The Hidden One’ ……
”The two enemies who did it were both Saints, one an ‘Occultist’ and the other a ‘Manipulator’ ……
”An organization that believes in ‘The Fool’ under the code name of Tarot ……
”Germaine Sparrow …… Aztec Eggers ……
”……”
After whispering uncontrollably, Kesma, the “Phantom Saint” shed tears of chagrin and pain:
”I repent, I repent, I repent ……”
……
A few days later, in a room in an apartment building in Port Prize.
The disguised Dorian Gray Abraham rolled over and received a letter from his student, Forsyth.
After cautiously examining it to make sure there were no problems or unusual signs, he picked up his letter opener and removed the letter inside.
The letter began with the usual greetings, and next, Voorhees wrote bluntly:
”…… We have slain the ‘Holy One of Secrets’ Buttis and obtained the items on him ……”
…… Dorian, who had intended to skim through it first, suddenly got stuck on that sentence and looked back and forth several times, forgetting to read down the page.
Butis is really how strong, Dorian has a deep understanding, and is very clear about a “secret mage” how terrifying.
But now, his new student, who he had only been teaching for more than a year, told him in a very plain tone that he had already solved Butis.
For a moment, Dorian’s mind echoed with thoughts such as “Impossible”, “Lies”, “Conspiracy”, and wondered if Forsyth had already been controlled by the Aurora Society by Butis.
Within any major power, a Sequence 4 extraordinary was an absolute top level, a very important member, how could he be killed so easily and so readily!
The knot in Dorian’s throat wriggled for a moment, forcibly collecting his attention and continuing to read the contents of the epistle:
”…… We got the ‘Box of Old Days’, I think you should be no stranger to it ……”
Only after reading another line, Dorian’s eyelids fluttered a few times, only to realize that the letter paper in his hand was as heavy as a boulder.
Of course he is not unfamiliar with the “Box of the Old Days”, this is the Abraham family’s “0” level seal, is the proof of their former glory.
”…… The one who was killed was Boutis …… who was holding the ‘Box of the Old Day'” Dorian was more and more shocked while feeling that the matter was beyond his imagination. Things beyond his imagination, at the same time inexplicably feel that perhaps it is not impossible, maybe the real kill Butis is actually the “Box of the Old Day”.
He knew very well how dangerous that level 0 seal was!
At the same time, he finally noticed a word:
”We”.
This was the first time that Voorhees had indicated that she had a companion, a collaborator.
Of course, Dorian had already guessed this, he just tacitly didn’t bother to break it down.
Sure enough …… Dorian sighed and couldn’t wait to read the back:
”…… This time taking action against Butis is that I have a friend who wants to show you friendliness, he said that he is willing to use the ‘Box of the Old Days’ or the promise of lifting the curse of the Abraham family to make a deal with you, I don’t know Would you be interested? He doesn’t know where you are, and I’m not going to tell him, so you can absolutely refuse ……”
A promise to lift the curse? Dorian directly skipped the “Box of the Old Days” and chewed on the paragraph that was extremely important to him.
After the first few communications, he has fully understood the essence of the family curse, both sad, helpless, in the pain brewed a glimmer of hope.
Prior to this, who would have thought that the thing that made generations of Abraham family line descendants lose control would be the cry for help from their Patriarch?
It was like a bad joke from fate.
Dorian didn’t know if Mr. Door knew anything about the consequences of k, and he didn’t know how to describe his mixed feelings, but he couldn’t help but start searching for a way to bring Mr. Door back and lift the curse from the family once and for all.
This is a path of extremely slim hope, but for the Abrahams family, but enough, because the darkness finally appeared a light.
I don’t know how long, Dorian folded up the letter paper and bitterly smiled and said to himself:
”Friendly …… Such friendliness is really frightening ……”
After muttering to himself, he fell into silence again, his face had a cloudy and sunny expression, and he seemed to be extremely struggling inwardly.
When!
The sound of the wall clock rang on time, and Dorian was awakened at once.
His expression gradually sank, and he finally made up his mind.
After making up his mind, Dorian’s entire being was much more relaxed, and there was even a bit more of a smile on his face.
He first burned the letter from Voorhees, then he simply packed his traveling bag and went straight out the door, heading to the steam train station in Pritz Harbor.
This was his way to South Wiltshire, but not to hide, but to make some preparations.
He intended to give all the family items and magic potion recipes in his custody to one of the family members who had settled there, and then return to Port Pritz and go to Birkeland as Dorian Gray to meet his student, Voorhees, to meet the strong man who had shown himself to be friendly.
When the time comes, he will take a potion in advance, so that he can bear the strong curse rooted in the spirit body, and must take another potion at regular intervals in order to maintain his life, so that even if he is controlled and unable to commit suicide, he can still die soon because he does not have the opportunity to take the medicine, and along with the dissipation of the spirit body, so as not to disclose the key information.
On this “journey”, life and death were no longer a concern for Dorian.
He was willing to give his life for the sake of that faint hope.
……
Underneath St. Samuel’s Church, Birkeland North.
Leonard, who had just held a case discussion with the “Substitute Punisher”, “Mechanical Heart” and members of MI9, returned to his office and sat down.
Just then, the slightly aged voice of Palles Zoroaster echoed within his mind:
”They have finally found the exact location of the Jacob family treasure and are about to enter.”
”Huh?” Leonard was a bit stunned for a moment, unable to react.
In the previous gathering of the “Hermits of Fate”, he had sold the news of Jacob’s Treasure because no one knew what was inside, no one was willing to offer a high price, and Leonard’s main purpose was not to trade, so he only exchanged it for some rare spirits.
He whirled around and lowered his voice:
”Old man, how did you know?”
”Heh, of course I sent out my doppelganger to monitor the place.” Palles Zoroaster replied without any good humor, “Aren’t you underestimating an angel of the ‘Stealer’ pathway?”
Leonard laughed dryly:
”Old man, you’ve recovered well, you even have a surplus of doppelgangers.”
”I’m already Sequence 2 level.” Palles Zoroaster let out a “heh” and said, “Next, you don’t go out, just stay inside the church to prevent accidents from happening.”
”You’re worried that that treasure will have traps?” Leonard asked thoughtfully.
”How could a treasure left by a ‘stealer’ angel not have traps?” Palles Zoroaster snorted, “I can’t predict exactly what will go wrong, but it’s definitely safe to stay in the church’s underground.”
Leonard nodded and pressed his voice:
”Let’s hope everything goes well, old man, you promised me that if you managed to get the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 2, you would steal me a ‘1’ level seal from the items they got.”
It wasn’t that he cared if he got anything or not, it was mainly a way to ease his sudden nervousness.
”I thought you rejected the term ‘steal’?” Palles scoffed before returning to silence, seemingly intently monitoring the situation over at Jacob’s Treasure.
After about an hour or so, K let out a long sigh of relief within Leonard’s mind:
”Although there were many traps and quite a few surprises, in the end, we still achieved the desired purpose, hehe, I only took the trait and a sealing object, the rest will be considered their payment.
”Don’t be in a hurry to leave here first, wait until I absorb that trait before leaving, there won’t be any problems then.”
Leonard instantly relaxed, leaned back, stretched his legs, and leisurely read the newspaper.
When it was evening, Palles Zoroaster finally spoke again:
”Well.”
There were quite a few emotions embedded in K’s voice, but because it was so complex, Leonard couldn’t even begin to distinguish them.
Seeing that there was nothing more to do, and that the old man might still have to digest it, Leonard stood up, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and left St. Samuel’s Church, returning to 7 Rue de la Pinte.
He had just passed through the porch when he suddenly saw a man seated at the sofa seat.
Dressed in a classic black robe and peaked fedora, with his right foot resting on his left leg, the man was leisurely reading a newspaper.
As if sensing Leonard’s entrance, the man raised his head, squared the monocle over his right eye, and gave a teasing smile.