Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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On Sunday morning, after Klein got up, he found that the Backlund map on the coffee table in the living room had several places circled, and they were not too far apart. This must be the clue left by Sharon, the preparation site for the upcoming battle. So, he followed the prompts and spent the whole morning carefully familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment, figuring out what specific buildings there were and where the nearest church was.
In the afternoon, he became free again and went to the Krag Club again. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Alan Kress, a surgeon who had been unlucky recently and was walking on crutches, slowly coming out of the cafeteria.
"Alan, how are you doing recently? Has your fortune improved?"
"At least I'm not so unlucky anymore!" Alan, who looked naturally cold, smiled sincerely. "I followed your suggestion and went to the church to tell the bishop about it. While I was praying, I actually fell asleep, but I seemed to feel that the goddess had granted me a peaceful and calm state. Since then, my fortune has returned to normal! Praise the goddess!"
He drew a crimson moon on his chest.
Based on my experience, it must be a certain Sequence 7 Nightmare that put you into a deep sleep, and then the Nightwatchman who was good at rituals quickly set up the altar and prayed to the goddess to neutralize your bad luck... Klein raised his lips and said, "That's great!"
At this time, Alan looked at him and said, "Sherlock, I always feel that your belief in the God of Steam and Machinery is not devout enough. Why don't you change your faith? Look, there is an example like me here, so believe in the goddess!"
Isn't this embarrassing me? Hearing Allen's request, Klein almost drew a crimson moon on his chest, but he finally resisted the urge and responded very seriously:
"Perhaps some of my behavior has misled you."
"But I must tell you that faith is something that you cannot change once you decide on it."
Alan immediately raised his arms and made an apologetic gesture: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood your piety. I shouldn't have made fun of your faith."
"Okay, differences in beliefs don't prevent us from being friends."
Klein put away the fake expression he had just put on and said with a smile:
"This statement is not true in Feysac and Feynaport. They can only accept one belief."
At this moment, Klein saw another person slowly walking out of the restaurant. The other person's hair seemed to have grown a little longer, and the dark brown hair had already touched his shoulders. Angels should be able to control their own bodies, but "He" actually let his hair grow freely?
His lips seemed to move slightly, as if he was talking to himself.
Klein greeted him, "Mr. Edward."
Edward turned around with a smile on his face after hearing this. Dr. Allen was not familiar with him, but they were from the same club and had met each other several times, so they nodded to each other to show their goodwill.
Thinking that there was something else he was curious about, and it wasn’t a secret, Klein pretended to change the subject casually: “Did you meet Will Auceptin later? He was the kid who had one leg sawed off and said that your luck would get worse.”
Edward did not join their conversation. In Klein's opinion, the High Sequence was not interested in such ordinary extraordinary events.
"No, I haven't seen him since he was discharged from the hospital." Alan shook his head affirmatively, feeling a chill for no reason.
Edward glanced at him silently, then looked away.
What a pity! The night watchman can find the address according to the hospital registration, but I can't intervene rashly... Of course, the child may have moved away a long time ago... But it has nothing to do with me... After Klein and Allen chatted for a few words, the other party left first because he had something to do. Edward turned around (he had been staring at the corner in a daze just now) and asked curiously: "Did anything happen to Mr. Chris?"
"After Mr. Allen performed surgery on a child, his luck strangely became worse." Klein briefly summarized the cause, process and result of the incident, and also tried to obtain some high-sequence reasoning from his fellow countrymen and seniors. "I suggest that he go to the goddess' church to pray."
Edward nodded and said to him in a friendly manner, "This is the most orthodox and simplest way to deal with it. His luck has been affected, which may have nothing to do with that child. It is most likely that he has been negatively affected by the extraordinary items of the Destiny Path. After all, it is normal for children to have high inspiration. It's just that sentence has created some psychological hints."
Klein thought it made sense and put it behind him.
At this time, two more acquaintances came in. One was Mrs. Mary, a member of the Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee and a shareholder of Coim Company, and the other was Mrs. Summer, Klein's landlord. They were both wearing relatively light skirts, which made them look much younger.
They saw Edward from a distance, and also saw the great detective Mr. Sherlock, who was chatting happily with Edward.
Edward seemed to have not seen the two ladies, and walked past them without even glancing at them. Mrs. Mary, who was about to approach and talk to them, covered her face with a feather fan and hesitated. She was embarrassed by the other party's simple and rude ignorance, so she quickly pulled Mrs. Summer into the hall. Klein smiled and went to greet them.
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"It's the Mercury Serpent," the Decayed King said. "Will."
"I know He won't change His name. This name is an important part of His humanity. When it appears with luck, it is most likely because of Him." No one saw that as soon as Edward Vaughn left the club, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and turned into a chilling indifference. He was mumbling something, as if he was talking to someone, standing on the street, like a reef separating the flow of people.
"This is really surprising information."
"Will escaped so easily. It seems that Ouroboros is not a big concern now."
"The True Creator hasn't taken the initiative to communicate with me recently." Edward looked for Alan Chris's back in the crowd, but he had left for a while and disappeared long ago.
It was daytime now, and it was too strange for Him to take the initiative to go to the other party's clinic to look for someone. Moreover, it was still uncertain what role this person played in Will Auceptin's restart. "I didn't tell Him about Medici either. He has not been mentally normal recently, and the pollution is gradually eroding His memory and consciousness. Oh, He also discovered it, but attributed it to disaster and misfortune. This is also the conclusion drawn after his judgment was affected."
"Let's do this for now. Once his judgment ability is weakened to a certain extent, I will actively exert influence on him."
The tone of the Decayed King was still as dull as dead water. Only certain things could cheer Him up a little: "It's almost time to take action. I went to the East District recently and saw that the human race is about to reach a certain point in its decline."
"A natural disaster or a man-made disaster?" "A man-made disaster."
"Ha." Edward couldn't help laughing. "Demons have never enjoyed killing each other, but humans are different..."
Before he finished speaking, a man who was coming from the opposite direction on the deserted path suddenly bumped into him with great force. But Edward did not move, and he was the one who staggered. Edward touched his pocket and found that his wallet was missing. At the same time, the ragged man quickly put something into his pocket and ran deeper without looking back.
"…Where are you going, sacrifice?"
Edward stood there and spoke to his back: "You sold your life to me, and your internal organs will be used for divination."
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A moment later, Edward arrived in front of a townhouse in the eastern part of Backlund according to the result of divination. The people passing by were generally dressed neatly, equipped with hats and canes. The one or two ladies that could be seen occasionally were also wearing expensive skirts and jewelry made of gemstones. It was obvious that this should be a residential street for the middle class.
After a preliminary survey of the surrounding environment and geography, Edward put on a smile again and asked the nearby residents about the residence of the Auceptin family. He looked gentle and noble, and his elegant words and deeds always made people feel good about him. After only ten minutes of investigation, he had collected all the current impressions of the neighbors on the Auceptin family.
There are four people in the Auceptin family, including the Auceptin couple who are businessmen and two children, one big and one small.
The eldest son was old enough to help his parents with the business, but the youngest son did not go to school because of his weak health and stayed at home. After the birth of the youngest son, the business of the Auceptin couple became better and better, and their life was no longer tight. Therefore, they took good care of the youngest son who was in poor health, met all his requirements, and hired a tutor to teach him.
But somehow, a strange tumor grew on the leg of the youngest son, and he had to undergo surgery to amputate it. After spending a lot of money, he was finally cured. The Auceptin couple also made enough money, and the family of four hurriedly moved to a better city.
Ten minutes of investigation and two hours of listening to gossip. By the time Edward finally sent these enthusiastic neighbors away, it was already dark.
"Should we catch up and see?" Edward said to himself, "Will Auceptin will definitely not be insensitive and will not gain anything."
"He will seek benefits and avoid harm. Whether you go or not is a part of your fate today. We just need to wait for His next move." The Decayed King replied, "His illness has been cured, which should mean that He has successfully escaped Ouroboros' pursuit. So whether He will continue to hide with his current identity or find another home to restart is still unknown."
"Anyway, it is unlikely that the Destiny Path will become a true god before the end of the world. Waiting for that "opportunity" is enough to wear them down. Not to mention that there is the Fate Ring and many gods outside who are eyeing their essence covetously. The fight between Ouroboros and Will is not a concern."
"Um."
"Take good care of Dr. Allen." Edward thought, "I remember he has a wife and children, and he is still young."
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In the principal's office of Ernst Charity School in the East District, Maria was flipping through the files she had sorted out over the past few days in the evening sunlight. On the files were the names of young boys and girls, most of whom were under 20 years old. They were the main group of people who had disappeared in the East District during this period.
There are more and more people.
Kapin was furious because of the huge loss and began to arrest people indiscriminately in the East District. The scope of his targets expanded and his revenge was almost indiscriminate. During this period, even homeless people did not dare to walk on the road alone.
Be patient, Maria, be patient, and you will rescue them.
After colluding with Mr. Z to commit fraud, the Pilgrimage Sect received a share of 6500 pounds, a huge sum of money. This year, perhaps the leader's funding would not be needed, and the East District would be able to renovate and expand its facilities.
Considering that there was still plenty of future cooperation, Mr. Z wanted to give more, but for some reason (the Aurora Club's best employee assessment), he accepted the 3500 pounds of funds and the huge merit worth pounds with tears. It is said that Mr. Z laughed so hard that his mouth was directly split to his ears, and a serious civil war broke out in the Aurora Club that night when he returned.
In response, Maria could only say: Thank you Mr. A, for not choosing your own workhouse as the battlefield because he was worried about having his merits withheld.
And: I hope Mr. Z is okay.
Mr. Z was of course fine. A lump of flesh was still a lump of flesh after being kneaded into plasticine and then molded back into human form. Not only was he fine, but he also happily sent a thank-you letter after returning to the Aurora Club, and also attached the price list of Backlund private detectives that Maria requested. ——Maria still decided to ask for the help of the detective. Because private detectives are better at hiding, disguising, and investigating than herself. They are omnipresent and are not familiar faces to Kapin. They can be competent for simple investigation work, provided that they have the ability to get close to Kapin's home.
Maria needed a rough layout of the building. She didn't expect to find a secret passage, but the internal rooms, corridors and roads leading to the basement were necessary, as were the vents and sewers.
This matter could not be delayed any longer, so she planned to sneak in alone, summon the Angel of the Abyss, and then take the opportunity to leave with the abducted children. It was a bit risky, but there was no other choice.
Isengard Stanton... suspected to be a mid-sequence Beyonder, suspected to possess one or more Beyonder items, and made great contributions to the investigation of previous demon cases... He is a good choice! But it's too expensive...
Detective Stuart, Detective Kaslana... They also contributed to the case and their prices were very affordable, but they seemed to be ordinary people who knew nothing about the extraordinary world... Kapin had the support of the nobles. Maria sighed. She herself didn't know how many extraordinary people were hiding in the house, so of course she couldn't drag ordinary people into it.
Detective Sherlock Moriarty... was also involved in the investigation of the case. He was quite famous in Backlund's detective circle. There was too little intelligence to know for sure if he was a Beyonder, but the price was right, and he had received a strong guarantee from Isengard Stanton...
Maria quickly read the form, circled a few targets based on their combat effectiveness and economic capabilities, and decided to visit them tomorrow.
TBC
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