The Twilight Hermit Order
What... what kind of status is this! What kind of strength is this! Klein had barely formed this thought when he noticed the figure turn its head and look at him.
It was a beautiful face, but without any expression; its black eyes were dark and deep, yet lacked Spirituality; it held a Seven-Stringed Zither.
He felt a sense of dread, fearing that he would suffer the same fate as Mr. A.
However, what happened next was completely unexpected by Klein.
He saw the other person's lips slowly twitch upwards, revealing a smile. Their red lips parted slightly, and they spoke in a soft voice:
You need to work harder.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure appeared as abruptly as it had come, as if wiped away by something, quickly fading and disappearing before his eyes.
Do I need to work harder?
Klein inwardly scoffed, thinking to himself, "Haven't I tried hard enough?"
Having transmigrated to this world less than half a year ago, he has already completely digested the Sequence 7 Potion and will soon be able to Advancement the next level, "Faceless".
As this thought arose, an indescribable sorrow welled up in his heart.
To prevent Catastrophe from strike, he risked revealing information to "The Machinery Hivemind," which would likely mean giving up his identity as Sherlock Moriarty.
Otherwise, it would be insufficient to cope with the subsequent rigorous checks.
This not only meant that he had completely lost his identity Informant "Machinery Hivemind," but also that the reward representing the information from the Fourth Epoch Age Tomb had disappeared.
And... a "Master Key".
Klein couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache as his lips twitched.
Just now, in an attempt to disrupt Mr. A's ritual, he suddenly decided to throw the "Master Key" into the Altar, and the result was obvious.
The ceremony was stopped.
But the price is the permanent loss of this incredibly useful Sealed Artifact.
Then, Klein remembered something else.
This morning, I agreed to a deal with the Psychology Alchemists through Miss "Justice" to purchase the Human-Skin Shadow trait for 2500 pounds.
He pursed his lips, his smile bitter.
"2500 pounds... I'm still short by a full half."
"It seems like there's no way to raise money in time except by robbing a bank, right?"
While searching for a way out, Klein anxiously pondered countermeasures.
He quickly focused his attention on the Book of Secrets and the remaining Beyonder Characteristic of the "Interrogator," and sighed helplessly.
"Fine...
"It's the 'world' dummy that's losing face, not Mr. ' Fool '."
Klein thought to himself, trying to find a safe place to stay, and then he would pass on the image of the "World" prayer to the other members.
He had already come up with a reason:
In order to avert Catastrophe, the "world" suffered enormous losses and was forced to sell its precious Mysticism knowledge and Beyonder Characteristic.
The Catastrophe struck suddenly and ended just as abruptly.
In just half a day, Backlund, which had not yet recovered from the last Catastrophe, was once again met with waves of weeping.
Compared to other Factory in the vicinity, the Posner Face Mask Factory undoubtedly suffered the least losses, but the death toll still ultimately exceeded double digits.
With a heavy heart, Lorry left Joe a sum of money, entrusting him with all matters related to the deceased's compensation during this period.
Afterwards, he walked away from the Face Mask Factory and wandered aimlessly.
By this time, it was nearly evening, and with the concerted efforts of church personnel and the Police, basic order had been restored.
But looking around, you can see sad people everywhere.
Before he knew it, Lorry brushed past a girl accompanied by a clergyman, and heard her suppressing a sob:
"Mom... Freya..."
He turned back expressionlessly, watching their figures gradually disappear into the darkness.
He recognized the girl.
Daisy, the youngest daughter of the Liv family, who was saved by Klein.
After a moment of silence, Lorry turned around expressionlessly.
The Crimson Moon rises, casting a veil of crimson light over the heavens and earth.
Through the thin veil, he entered the waiting area for Hired Carriage, boarded a moment later, and headed towards Empress Borough.
The sea is vast and boundless.
The Catastrophe far away in Backlund obviously had no effect here.
The White Swan.
The most expensive suite is located on the third floor.
Lorry's figure was quickly outlined on the empty Terrace.
The two ladies inside, who vaguely sensed something was wrong, turned to look at each other one after the other. Fors' eyes flashed, and she strode towards the Terrace.
"How was it?" she asked expectantly.
Lorry pulled two bottles of pale blue potion from his pocket and shook them. "Take one-fifth each time, it will last for at least three days."
After saying that, he handed the potion to Fors and casually asked:
"What about Albert?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fors's expression became slightly unnatural.
"What's wrong?" Lorry asked.
Lying on the bed, Xiu said softly:
In the afternoon, Fors said that Albert was making too much noise turning the pages of his book and was worried that it would disturb my rest, so she moved him to another room.
But now, I can't fall asleep even if I want to.
"..." Lorry smiled and didn't say much, leaving the two ladies alone before returning to the Terrace to quietly enjoy the sea breeze for a while.
Shortly after, Fors invited him to dine at the VIP Restaurant on the second floor.
"You won't leave?"
Lorry Rui looked around but didn't see the other person.
Fors gloated:
"The medicine tastes a bit 'unusual,' and she's gagging in the Washroom. We'd like to bring her some dessert or fruit back."
Clearly, she hadn't forgotten her friend's earlier betrayal.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so happy.
As they spoke, the two walked side by side into the Living Room of the suite.
Fors lowered his voice. "I heard something happened to Backlund?"
Lorry glanced at her in surprise, then nodded and said:
"But it's already been resolved."
Without much thought, Fors was missing parts of his memory, continued:
"I just received word that a member of the Concealment society is in trouble and wants to sell a copy of the ' Interrogator's ' Beyonder Characteristic. I'm currently on a tight budget and would like to buy it in advance so Hugh can gradually pay off his debts, but I don't have enough Cash on me. Could I use your money first and pay you back after we return to Backlund?"
"There's also an Mysticism book called ' The Book of Secrets,' are you interested?"
The Book of Secrets, the Beyonder Characteristic of the "Interrogator"... It seems the seller is Klein. Is he short of money...? Thinking this, Lorry nodded slightly.
How much do you need?
"The former is one thousand pounds, the latter five hundred pounds," Fors replied.
"The price is indeed quite fair," Lorry said casually, taking out a stack of "Nation-Builder" banknotes from his "Lucky Money Bag" and handing it over.
He roughly guessed the reason.
Due to a chain reaction, Mr. Fool has returned to abject poverty...
10 PM.
In a Manor Alese City, in the Southern Continent, in the East Balam.
Pali Beria Lorry, dressed in a sheer nightgown, trembled slightly as she awoke from her dream to find herself in an ancient, vast palace.
A calm voice rang in her ears:
"Pali Beria, from today onwards, you will replace your brother as a Official Member, no longer having only the right to listen in as before."
"Get ready, we'll start in three minutes."