The sky was dark outside the window, but there was no fog that Klein was familiar with. The waves came, blowing away all the haze, allowing the clouds at high altitude to unwind, lined up in various shapes, reflecting golden and red sunlight.
This is Pulitz Port, the largest and busiest port in the Kingdom of Roone.
Klein, wearing a light vest and white shirt, stood by the window, staring at the outside world for a while, until the pocket watch urged him to return to the table made of mahogany.
Just facing the warm fireplace, he picked up the dark black round belly water-absorbing pen, unfolded the letter paper, and slowly wrote:
Dear Mr. Azke:
Please forgive me for writing to you until today. In the past few days, I have wandered in Beckland, immersed in the devastation caused to this metropolis by previous events. If we were all ordinary people, maybe we had covered ourselves with white cloth, carried into the crematorium, and lived in a very small box...
I waited for a long time, and finally found the opportunity to retrieve my own item, including the "Blasphemy Card" I promised. In addition, there is an item that I will let the messenger bring to you. It is a copper whistle, a copper whistle that can summon the messenger. It comes from an accidental encounter and an old man who climbed up from the coffin. Seeing this, you must be confused, because the description I used can also point to you, which is exactly what I don't understand.
...This is the specific story. I suspect that the original owner of the bronze whistle was a member of the spiritual sect who tried to resurrect the Death God, and the level was not low. Maybe you can see something from this bronze whistle...
Before leaving Beckland, I wrote to 'Heart of Mechanical', describing the huge underground ruins where you fought Incezangwell, hoping that they could find out the truth behind the matter based on this information.
After roundabout and indirect temptation, I confirmed that they are not hostile to me and you for the time being. If you are in trouble, you may try to ask them for help.
Finally, I have another question, is there any way to remove the residual mental pollution from the extraordinary properties that have been solidified?
...I am about to sail far away. I wish you a smooth journey to find memories and a safe journey.
Your student and friend, Klein Moretti.
After putting down the pen and reading it from the beginning, Klein folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope along with the Black Emperor card and the bronze whistle left by suspected members of the Spiritual Cult.
After doing all this, he picked up the copper whistle given by Mr. Azk and summoned the messenger with a blow.
The messenger was still nearly four meters high, purely made of bones, and his eye sockets were burning with dark flames, but Klein's spiritual intuition told him that this was already another messenger.
Sighing secretly, Klein raised his arm and put the letter into the other party's hanging palm.
The messenger looked down and then quickly disintegrated, turning into bones, then fell like a rainstorm and drilled into the ground.
Seeing this scene, Klein tapped his right tooth and turned off his spiritual vision.
He turned his eyes back to the table, where there was a light yellow identity certificate, which was necessary to purchase ocean tickets through formal channels.
For this reason, he went to find Sharon and got a new identity through the other party's circle.
This identity belongs to the bounty hunter, a lunatic who wants to go to sea to venture to get rich. According to Klein's meaning, his name is German Sparrow.
Hunting sin... Klein whispered and collected a series of proof documents of his new identity.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled over the curtains, walked four steps backwards, and entered the gray fog.
At this time, there was still some time before the Tarot party, so Klein quickly took out the wriggling hunger and put it on his hand.
Close his eyes and sensed the next twisted and illusory souls, and he tried to release the faceless man.
If in the real world, the wriggling hunger would happily eat this gift and spit out the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, but in the gray fog it dared not have any impulse, allowing the faceless soul to leave the gloves and present it on the side of the bronze long table.
It was a middle-aged man with a blurred face, and the distortion and pain had dissipated a lot.
He bowed to Klein, who was leaning against the back of the chair, and his figure gradually faded and was about to fall under the fog.
In the towering palace, Klein could directly communicate with the spirit without the need for additional rituals, so he spread his spirituality, stabilized the other party, and spoke in a low voice:
Do you know where there are living mermaids?
The man replied in a daze:
Except for those raised by the Goddess of the Night, I can only find it if I sailed from the Gargas Islands to the depths of the Sunian Sea for at least a week. This is exactly my destination.
It turned out that he was also a faceless man seeking promotion... In order to chase the mermaid, he ventured to go out to sea, but he died in the hands of Lieutenant General Zillingers... The goddess church raised many mermaids?
Klein asked suddenly:
Which organization do you belong to?Or, where does your potion recipe come from?
The middle-aged man with a blurred face suddenly trembled and it took two seconds to make a sound:
I belong to the Secret Practice.
Secret practice?How many mermaids did not raise by the Secret Practice?Klein thought about it and said:
Have you ever met your leader, Zarathu?
The illusory and transparent faceless man was silent first, then shouted in a sharp voice:
Have seen it!
He, he is abnormal!He is an immortal monster!
As he spoke, his figure became thinner and thinner and was about to collapse.
Zarathu is still alive!What exactly happened that made the members of the Tantric Sect so afraid of him?To be precise, He should be used... Klein quickly asked another key question:
In addition to the treasures left by the Antigonus family and the inner part of your Secret Cult, where can you obtain the high-sequence potion formula for the ‘Divider’ path?
The faceless man is becoming more and more transparent and illusory, and in the end he only leaves one sentence:
Church of the Goddess of the Night...Serene Church...
The Church... Klein watched silently as the faceless man's spirit was completely liberated, and he repeatedly recited a word in his heart. The Church of Serene is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, the church in the mouth of the night attendant.
There is really a high-sequence potion recipe for the diviner's path... The major churches don't know how many secrets they have buryed and hidden... While sighing, Klein lets the black and green gel-like things condensed from the surface of the gloves slide down to the surface of the bronze long table.
The extraordinary nature of the faceless man finally forms a jelly-shaped translucent object. Under the black and green background, faces with different appearances float in it from time to time, like figures hiding behind dark curtains.
Klein looked at it a few times, nodded slightly, and said to himself:
With the help of the "world", please ask Mr. "The Hanged Man" to sell this extraordinary feature to the "craftsmen" and to the extraordinary people in need.
Although he found the official extraordinary person's surveillance loophole at No. 15 Minsk Street, in order not to provoke the other party and not to expose the secrets of the spirits, he did not return there in the end, but spent an extra money to buy a set of laundry and fragmentary items necessary for life, which cost a total of 12 pounds.
Add to the eight pounds paid for those documents of new identity, his wallet was almost shriveled to the point where there was no need for existence.
As for the 10% stake in the bike company, Klein found an opportunity to meet Detective Aisinger Stanton, signed a legal document, and entrusted it to the other party to manage it. Anyway, the relationship between the two parties is not a secret in the eyes of the Night Watcher and the Heart of the Machine.
There are 5 pounds left in cash and 5 gold coins... I will get 4 pounds when I go to the Rosde Islands, which is still a third-class ticket on the lower level of the cabin... I will need at least 4 pounds to transfer from the Rosde Islands to the Galgas Islands... I must take the extraordinary characteristics of the Faceless Man as soon as possible... I can at least sit in the second-class cabin and eat good food... Thanks to Emly's suitcase being placed on the gray fog, otherwise I would have to buy another one... Klein silently calculated his financial situation, as if he had just passed by, and could only afford a formal outfit by relying on the salary prepaid by the nightgown.
The extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6 range from 3,000 to 4,000 pounds. If you encounter someone urgently needs it, it can be a premium... But in addition to maintaining your life, I also have to consider the cost of auxiliary materials of the "Secret Master" and the cost of rituals to remove the spiritual pollution of the main materials.Klein sighed, took out his pocket watch, and pressed it to take a look.
Seeing that the time was almost the same, he first conveyed the message to Xiao Sun about preparing for the party.
…………
Forsi's eyes were clear and he saw three figures sitting opposite the mottled table.
More members?Her thoughts moved and quickly settled.
At this moment, she didn't care whether there would be new members of Tarot. Her mind was full of the heavy smog and plague last week.
She clearly remembered that at the last party, the World reminded herself and Miss Justice that something big was brewing in Beckland, which was very likely to bring about a tragedy. Mr. Fool affirmed this speculation and further pointed out that the key figure in the problem was Prince Edsack.
She did not doubt Mr. Fool's ability, but thought the tragedy needed to be brewed and there was plenty of time to investigate. Who knew that it came so quickly and so suddenly!
It is reported that Prince Edsack also suffered from illness in the smog and unfortunately died... It really happened, it really happened...Fols recalled the contents of the newspapers in the previous few days, and seemed to understand something, but he couldn't grasp anything. He was a little nervous and uneasy for a moment.
I, who is only in Sequence 9, seem to have intervened in advance because I joined the Tarot Club. This terrible event involving a metropolis involving a prince involving tens of thousands of lives!
It was not until this moment that magician Forss deeply realized the importance of becoming a member of the Tarot Society.
Then she heard Miss Justice's greetings that were consistent with the usual, but lost its lightness:
Good afternoon, Mr. ‘Follower’.
You saved Beckland once again!
Ah?What?When am I saved again?Moon Emlin was confused when he heard it.
This is Pulitz Port, the largest and busiest port in the Kingdom of Roone.
Klein, wearing a light vest and white shirt, stood by the window, staring at the outside world for a while, until the pocket watch urged him to return to the table made of mahogany.
Just facing the warm fireplace, he picked up the dark black round belly water-absorbing pen, unfolded the letter paper, and slowly wrote:
Dear Mr. Azke:
Please forgive me for writing to you until today. In the past few days, I have wandered in Beckland, immersed in the devastation caused to this metropolis by previous events. If we were all ordinary people, maybe we had covered ourselves with white cloth, carried into the crematorium, and lived in a very small box...
I waited for a long time, and finally found the opportunity to retrieve my own item, including the "Blasphemy Card" I promised. In addition, there is an item that I will let the messenger bring to you. It is a copper whistle, a copper whistle that can summon the messenger. It comes from an accidental encounter and an old man who climbed up from the coffin. Seeing this, you must be confused, because the description I used can also point to you, which is exactly what I don't understand.
...This is the specific story. I suspect that the original owner of the bronze whistle was a member of the spiritual sect who tried to resurrect the Death God, and the level was not low. Maybe you can see something from this bronze whistle...
Before leaving Beckland, I wrote to 'Heart of Mechanical', describing the huge underground ruins where you fought Incezangwell, hoping that they could find out the truth behind the matter based on this information.
After roundabout and indirect temptation, I confirmed that they are not hostile to me and you for the time being. If you are in trouble, you may try to ask them for help.
Finally, I have another question, is there any way to remove the residual mental pollution from the extraordinary properties that have been solidified?
...I am about to sail far away. I wish you a smooth journey to find memories and a safe journey.
Your student and friend, Klein Moretti.
After putting down the pen and reading it from the beginning, Klein folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope along with the Black Emperor card and the bronze whistle left by suspected members of the Spiritual Cult.
After doing all this, he picked up the copper whistle given by Mr. Azk and summoned the messenger with a blow.
The messenger was still nearly four meters high, purely made of bones, and his eye sockets were burning with dark flames, but Klein's spiritual intuition told him that this was already another messenger.
Sighing secretly, Klein raised his arm and put the letter into the other party's hanging palm.
The messenger looked down and then quickly disintegrated, turning into bones, then fell like a rainstorm and drilled into the ground.
Seeing this scene, Klein tapped his right tooth and turned off his spiritual vision.
He turned his eyes back to the table, where there was a light yellow identity certificate, which was necessary to purchase ocean tickets through formal channels.
For this reason, he went to find Sharon and got a new identity through the other party's circle.
This identity belongs to the bounty hunter, a lunatic who wants to go to sea to venture to get rich. According to Klein's meaning, his name is German Sparrow.
Hunting sin... Klein whispered and collected a series of proof documents of his new identity.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled over the curtains, walked four steps backwards, and entered the gray fog.
At this time, there was still some time before the Tarot party, so Klein quickly took out the wriggling hunger and put it on his hand.
Close his eyes and sensed the next twisted and illusory souls, and he tried to release the faceless man.
If in the real world, the wriggling hunger would happily eat this gift and spit out the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, but in the gray fog it dared not have any impulse, allowing the faceless soul to leave the gloves and present it on the side of the bronze long table.
It was a middle-aged man with a blurred face, and the distortion and pain had dissipated a lot.
He bowed to Klein, who was leaning against the back of the chair, and his figure gradually faded and was about to fall under the fog.
In the towering palace, Klein could directly communicate with the spirit without the need for additional rituals, so he spread his spirituality, stabilized the other party, and spoke in a low voice:
Do you know where there are living mermaids?
The man replied in a daze:
Except for those raised by the Goddess of the Night, I can only find it if I sailed from the Gargas Islands to the depths of the Sunian Sea for at least a week. This is exactly my destination.
It turned out that he was also a faceless man seeking promotion... In order to chase the mermaid, he ventured to go out to sea, but he died in the hands of Lieutenant General Zillingers... The goddess church raised many mermaids?
Klein asked suddenly:
Which organization do you belong to?Or, where does your potion recipe come from?
The middle-aged man with a blurred face suddenly trembled and it took two seconds to make a sound:
I belong to the Secret Practice.
Secret practice?How many mermaids did not raise by the Secret Practice?Klein thought about it and said:
Have you ever met your leader, Zarathu?
The illusory and transparent faceless man was silent first, then shouted in a sharp voice:
Have seen it!
He, he is abnormal!He is an immortal monster!
As he spoke, his figure became thinner and thinner and was about to collapse.
Zarathu is still alive!What exactly happened that made the members of the Tantric Sect so afraid of him?To be precise, He should be used... Klein quickly asked another key question:
In addition to the treasures left by the Antigonus family and the inner part of your Secret Cult, where can you obtain the high-sequence potion formula for the ‘Divider’ path?
The faceless man is becoming more and more transparent and illusory, and in the end he only leaves one sentence:
Church of the Goddess of the Night...Serene Church...
The Church... Klein watched silently as the faceless man's spirit was completely liberated, and he repeatedly recited a word in his heart. The Church of Serene is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, the church in the mouth of the night attendant.
There is really a high-sequence potion recipe for the diviner's path... The major churches don't know how many secrets they have buryed and hidden... While sighing, Klein lets the black and green gel-like things condensed from the surface of the gloves slide down to the surface of the bronze long table.
The extraordinary nature of the faceless man finally forms a jelly-shaped translucent object. Under the black and green background, faces with different appearances float in it from time to time, like figures hiding behind dark curtains.
Klein looked at it a few times, nodded slightly, and said to himself:
With the help of the "world", please ask Mr. "The Hanged Man" to sell this extraordinary feature to the "craftsmen" and to the extraordinary people in need.
Although he found the official extraordinary person's surveillance loophole at No. 15 Minsk Street, in order not to provoke the other party and not to expose the secrets of the spirits, he did not return there in the end, but spent an extra money to buy a set of laundry and fragmentary items necessary for life, which cost a total of 12 pounds.
Add to the eight pounds paid for those documents of new identity, his wallet was almost shriveled to the point where there was no need for existence.
As for the 10% stake in the bike company, Klein found an opportunity to meet Detective Aisinger Stanton, signed a legal document, and entrusted it to the other party to manage it. Anyway, the relationship between the two parties is not a secret in the eyes of the Night Watcher and the Heart of the Machine.
There are 5 pounds left in cash and 5 gold coins... I will get 4 pounds when I go to the Rosde Islands, which is still a third-class ticket on the lower level of the cabin... I will need at least 4 pounds to transfer from the Rosde Islands to the Galgas Islands... I must take the extraordinary characteristics of the Faceless Man as soon as possible... I can at least sit in the second-class cabin and eat good food... Thanks to Emly's suitcase being placed on the gray fog, otherwise I would have to buy another one... Klein silently calculated his financial situation, as if he had just passed by, and could only afford a formal outfit by relying on the salary prepaid by the nightgown.
The extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6 range from 3,000 to 4,000 pounds. If you encounter someone urgently needs it, it can be a premium... But in addition to maintaining your life, I also have to consider the cost of auxiliary materials of the "Secret Master" and the cost of rituals to remove the spiritual pollution of the main materials.Klein sighed, took out his pocket watch, and pressed it to take a look.
Seeing that the time was almost the same, he first conveyed the message to Xiao Sun about preparing for the party.
…………
Forsi's eyes were clear and he saw three figures sitting opposite the mottled table.
More members?Her thoughts moved and quickly settled.
At this moment, she didn't care whether there would be new members of Tarot. Her mind was full of the heavy smog and plague last week.
She clearly remembered that at the last party, the World reminded herself and Miss Justice that something big was brewing in Beckland, which was very likely to bring about a tragedy. Mr. Fool affirmed this speculation and further pointed out that the key figure in the problem was Prince Edsack.
She did not doubt Mr. Fool's ability, but thought the tragedy needed to be brewed and there was plenty of time to investigate. Who knew that it came so quickly and so suddenly!
It is reported that Prince Edsack also suffered from illness in the smog and unfortunately died... It really happened, it really happened...Fols recalled the contents of the newspapers in the previous few days, and seemed to understand something, but he couldn't grasp anything. He was a little nervous and uneasy for a moment.
I, who is only in Sequence 9, seem to have intervened in advance because I joined the Tarot Club. This terrible event involving a metropolis involving a prince involving tens of thousands of lives!
It was not until this moment that magician Forss deeply realized the importance of becoming a member of the Tarot Society.
Then she heard Miss Justice's greetings that were consistent with the usual, but lost its lightness:
Good afternoon, Mr. ‘Follower’.
You saved Beckland once again!
Ah?What?When am I saved again?Moon Emlin was confused when he heard it.
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