Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

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"Your Highness."

"..."

"Your Highness Vaughn."

"…………What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, please forgive my audacity - have you never lived as a human being? Are you a mythical creature by nature?"

"You are really brave."

"You're too kind. Rather than lacking in humanity, you seem to be learning how to be a human being from scratch. That's why I made such a bold guess... Oh, I'm the only one who thinks so. I'm willing to keep it a secret for you. Maybe you need a teacher. I can teach you how to act like a human being."

"You want to save your life in this way?"

"Well, let's start with the most basic social interaction. Look, tonight's banquet is so grand and magnificent, and everyone is intoxicated with fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful women. You are resting outside alone, so unsociable."

"So what do you think I should do?"

"Please invite me to dance. Your Highness, if you think the ballroom is too noisy, then let's do it here under the moon. This is what I want."

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Edward examined the item that Klein handed to him and said with interest, "This is an extremely rare item."

"Where did you get it?"

Klein put on his napkin and prepared to eat the delicious food in front of him. After hearing this, he thought about it and decided to answer honestly, "I got it from a bishop of the Church of Mother Earth. The bishop was looking for someone in the Beyonder circle who could help him solve his problem. I helped him and got this key as a reward. Is there any problem with it?"

“There’s nothing wrong with it, but it’s interesting.”

Edward examined the ordinary brass key and put it aside instead of returning it to Klein. "There should be a curse in it. Let me guess, maybe it's a curse that makes one's sense of direction worse or makes one get lost? In fact, this curse is only the most superficial negative effect of this key, and unlocking a lock is not its real use."

"Is that so?" Hearing that the master key had other uses, and that the other party did not show any intention of taking it for himself, Klein could not help but become curious, "Mr. Edward, what is its real effect?"

"Door." Edward did not answer him, but asked another question, "Do you know the door?"

This is a specific reference! Klein immediately understood that He was asking about "Mr. Men". Well, He knew that I could read Roselle's diary, so it wasn't surprising that I could understand this knowledge... Klein replied, "I know. The diary mentioned the communication between the Emperor and him."

"I also read his diary, and there are indeed many references to Mr. Men. I was surprised that he would say so much."

Edward did not explain, so Klein naturally understood "that person" as "Mr. Men". He used a fork to poke the meat slices in Feynaporte's noodles, and was not in a hurry to put it in his mouth. Instead, he explained in detail: "This key contains Mr. Men's spirituality. If it is not the legacy of a high-sequence strongman of the Abraham family, then it should be a low-sequence Beyonder who was unlucky and died in the full moon muttering because of his own spirituality losing control. There is a high probability that he failed to be promoted."

"It is precisely because of Mr. Men's spiritual participation that this key has the effect of "opening all doors". The spirituality and extraordinary characteristics are combined together to form the appearance of a key. This is also a kind of disguise. Its real use should be to release the spiritual power in it and use pollution and whispers to affect the enemy. Well, a small disposable extraordinary time bomb."

This sounds like a ranged mental damage, but I still need a key more than a time bomb... But this will be my escape card. After all, I am already familiar with the pain of various whispers, but the enemy will definitely not think... Owning such a secret extraordinary item must be worth at least a few hundred pounds, but I have also made an effort. Klein was slightly tempted, but not completely. He looked at the master key with a burning look in his eyes: "Then how can we release the spirituality in it?"

"It just takes some appropriate external force to break its shell."

Edward handed the key to Klein. "You are a fortune teller. You currently have no direct means to destroy it, so you need to be flexible. If you were a Warrior or Hunter, or even a Sailor, you would have the power to crush it directly when you reach Sequence 7."

"I see." He understood. "Thank you for telling me."

"Just the little things."

Although this may indeed be a trivial matter, and I may be able to get the answer by going to the gray fog and carefully divining, but having an angel tell me personally is a treatment that cannot be bought with any amount of money... Klein was excited in his heart, and suddenly he understood how the other members felt when he played the role of "The Fool" in the Tarot Club and casually said some "common sense of the extraordinary world."

For the next few minutes, neither of them spoke, quietly enjoying the delicious lunch provided by the Cragg Club.

The contamination hidden in this small key is too small. At most, it can contaminate one or two people of low and medium sequence, and it is highly unlikely that they will die on the spot, nor can they be assimilated into the Moon's followers... But I have never noticed that the blood relationship between the Abraham family is so close. It is possible to make His whispers and contamination fall on the earth without any prayer ceremony, just by a low-sequence promotion. Although it is rare, it is indeed the fastest, easiest and least noticeable way. I should have paid more attention to Benjamin at that time. If they really knew that their ancestors were floating on the moon, even if they already knew that Bethel was hopeless, they would more or less place their hopes on the Seven Gods and try to pull Him back to the earth, right?
If I hadn't temporarily revealed my intention to them, it wouldn't be impossible to help the Moon a little and make Bethel Abraham lose his ability to resist. This is just a piece of cake for me, but unfortunately the Moon's ability on earth is limited and she can't come up with a bargaining chip that can impress me.

"…By the way, I haven't seen you these past few days. Are you busy with your detective work?"

"No, it's not that the life of a detective is busy, but rather that the life of a Low-Sequence Beyonder like me is too colorful."

The other party was not an official Beyonder, and probably had no interest in the bottom of the Beyonder world. Klein simply recounted his experiences over the past few days, and changed the names and times: "I have to attend Beyonder gatherings, and take over some protection work commissions. When I go out for a walk at night, I may run into murder scenes or some people who believe in death holding a séance ceremony...Haha, Backlund is so interesting."

As he thought, the Angel of the Abyss really had no interest in these things, but he still listened to his story diligently and carefully.

The two chatted intermittently. When the meal was over and the waiter came to collect the plates, Klein was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a strange chill at his feet. The waiter looked around suspiciously and went to check if the fire in the fireplace was burning. Klein quietly opened his spiritual vision and saw that a small space next to the booth suddenly became distorted. An indistinct but seemingly small animal appeared tremblingly from there, put the letter in its mouth next to Edward's hand, and then retreated tremblingly. ... The reason why it was trembling was because even Klein could see that the little animal did not dare to raise its head from beginning to end.

The cold feeling disappeared, and Edward naturally picked up the letter - a piece of paper folded twice - and glanced at it.

"I have left the northern continent and boarded a passenger ship bound for the islands in the Sonia Sea. I left the port of Bansi after midnight last night."

"It's not a normal night here, but I can't sense what's going on. Maybe you need to come and see for yourself."

"Richard Ernst"

"P.S. Teacher, it was my decision to let Ruier help deliver the letter, because sending a letter from the sea to the Northern Continent is really too expensive and too slow."

Klein looked at Edward's expression, which was first serious and slightly frowned, and then became speechless.

"…Excuse me, my student couldn't afford the postage when he was away from home, so he summoned someone else's messenger to help deliver the letter. I suspect he is using this method to complain to me about his poverty. Ha, I just gave him some funds." Edward reached out and knocked the animal messenger on the head, sending it back to the spirit world. "In fact, it costs one pearl for each letter it delivers, and I remember that he never paid me."

So some messengers are paid for delivering letters? Klein smacked his lips inwardly. He felt that the skeleton messenger who worked hard without complaint when the whistle was blown suddenly became kind and amiable.

He didn't want the topic to linger on money, so he asked a question he had long wanted to know: "Mr. Edward, do you know how to remove the contamination from Beyonder characteristics?"

The letter in his hand spontaneously combusted, and the ashes floated into the trash can beside the wall. Edward's eyes fell on Klein. He used his inspiration to quickly perform a divination. After coming to the conclusion that it was "useless", he decided not to use this question as a condition for the transaction.

“I know,” He said. “Answering this question will cost you money. If you want me to help you solve it, it will also cost you money.”

Hearing this, Klein was not disappointed, but relieved. That was right! It was too absurd for an angel to answer every question in front of him. It was even a little scary. Only in this way could he feel at ease. Didn't his Tarot Club also practice "equal value transactions"? He was very satisfied with this answer. The only question was whether he would be able to pay the other party in the future. Klein could only think about what an earthly angel needed.

He felt that as long as he understood the method, there was no need to ask the other party to solve the problem. Through Tarot Club and improving his own strength, he would definitely have the opportunity to solve the problem himself without having to pay twice.

Klein thought deeply and spoke carefully: "If I want to know the method, what price should I pay?"

Edward looked at him in surprise. Most people would not think of such a question. If Klein not only asked the question but also wanted to know the result, then there was a high probability that he did have a contaminated Beyonder characteristic in his hand... Could he really have a secret organization? Was the organization asking him to find a solution, or was he just trying to solve the problem for himself?

"This method is not very expensive, but the solution is difficult." He said, "... The simplest way is to give money directly, four thousand pounds."

So expensive!

Why do you, as an angel, always talk about money so naturally! If I were so calm when I played the role of "The Fool", my image would have been ruined long ago! Klein retreated tactically, but he was only surprised for a few seconds before he began to think about whether to pay.

No, no, no, if you think about it carefully, it’s not that expensive…

Four thousand pounds would have been a huge sum of money that he would not have dared to think of a month ago, but after arriving in Backlund, he spent money like water. Miss "Justice" hired Mr. A of the Aurora Society to assassinate the ambassador for ten thousand pounds, and hired Miss Sharon as a bodyguard for a thousand pounds... This price is not difficult to accept, and he can afford it. Moreover, he is only Sequence 7 now, and there is still one promotion before he needs the "Pure Black Eye". It is entirely possible to save up the money. However, since he does not need it now, there is no need to buy the plan early. I only have a few hundred pounds on hand now, and I can't spend it before it gets warm...

“I understand.” Klein regained his composure and stood up to say goodbye. “Thank you so much! I’ll go back and think about it carefully.”

Edward didn't say much. After seeing Klein off, he returned to the club and asked the waiter to open a single room. He wrote a brief note to Richard. He opened the door to the spirit world. The demon messenger named Riel had not gone far. It stood respectfully in the corner of the door waiting to be summoned. Edward handed the note to it. Suddenly, he saw some flashes of fire behind the mist of folded historical fragments in the spirit world. They were in pairs, some distance from the ground, and their movement trajectory seemed to be running and jumping.

"... Fulgrim's dogs? They are rarely seen leaving the mists."

"A high-sequence person from the three mysterious paths passed by here just now? Could it be Zaratul? It seems that He has never attracted them out before."

The Abyss Angel explored around and saw no mystical tracks or secret changes. The Fulgrim dogs with burning eyes also disappeared into the mist in the distance. Edward didn't take it too seriously, left the spirit world, closed the door again, and soon put it behind him.

TBC
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* Riel: The "Cat" mentioned in the previous chapter, Demonic Path Sequence 4. Trena's scout, assistant, and messenger.

Richard: Please deliver a message for me.

Ruier: I have to pay for delivering the letter.

Richard: (smiles kindly)
Rail: ...

Ruier: ...I know, I know. I won’t charge you.

(End of this chapter)