The Lieutenant Colonel's Relics

Soon, Lorry entered a hazy dream and saw a river embankment.

On the open ground beside the riverbank, the Lieutenant Colonel slightly raised his head, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, as if he were having a heated argument with someone.

Opposite him was a tall figure shrouded in mist.

The two immediately began fighting.

The towering figure was clearly Half-Human, Half-God, and the Lieutenant Colonel was no match for him. Within minutes, he was blasted back by a single punch, losing the ability to fight again.

At this point, the two began talking again.

A few minutes later, the Lieutenant Colonel's figure quickly became ethereal and transparent.

The scene changes rapidly.

Lorry followed the Lieutenant Colonel's perspective into the Spirit World, and quickly returned to reality.

He saw the Lieutenant Colonel appear in the center of a tall altar, surrounded by offerings bound hand and foot—men, women, the elderly, children...

Below the altar, Adrian sneered, raised his arms and stretched out his arms, his figure suddenly disappearing and reappearing in the Lieutenant Colonel's eyes.

At the same time, innocent people were assaulted by invisible Wraith, their eyes filled with Despair and helplessness as they clutched their own necks and collapsed to the ground. Countless rays of blood-red light emerged from their Corpse, merging into the mysterious Incantation surrounding them.

The altar gradually became filled with intense bloodlust.

At this moment, Adrian abandoned the "Evil Spirit Possession" and returned to his original position, stretching out his arms again to release the Spirit Body Threads.

The thick, blood-red cage trapped the Lieutenant Colonel within.

As Lorry watched the Lieutenant Colonel colonel survey his surroundings, the astonishment and fear on his face quickly faded. He gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing a faint smile. With a look of relief, he looked down at the White Bone Ring, gently stroked it a few times, and forcibly Distortion a gap to send it out.

The cage then shattered, countless bloody rays rapidly evaporated, and the Lieutenant Colonel's figure was popped like a bubble, vanishing swiftly on the altar.

As the light faded, a black medal fell to the ground with a "thud".

Adrian stepped onto the altar, pinned the black medal to his chest, and quickly used the remaining ritual power to rearrange another Ritual Magic.

Soon, the stern voice that Lorry had heard in the previous dream rang out:

My Spirituality tells me that this Level 2 Sealed Artifact should be called "Justice Medal".

"It allows the wearer to use three abilities: 'prohibition,' ' Punishment, ' and 'death.' You are in Backlund, so you should already know about them."

"In addition, it can enhance the wearer's physical body, making them like a true Knight; the effect can stack with ' Zombie.' There are two negative effects:"

"First, they become talkative. Even if they don't wear or use it, just carrying it around will create an uncontrollable urge to communicate."

"This is a bodily instinct that cannot be avoided in any form; even if the carrier damages their vocal cords or is mute, they will still try to produce sound."

"This negative effect is relatively minor and falls within an acceptable range."

"The second serious negative effect is..."

"As the number of times increases, the user will become more and more like a ' Knight,' the kind of ' Knight ' often seen in Knight novels, who sincerely believes in and adheres to the eight ancient virtues: humility, respect for honor, fearlessness of sacrifice, bravery, compassion for the weak, honesty and trustworthiness, fairness, and dedication."

"For you, this Sealed Artifact cannot be used more than five times, otherwise you will inevitably face the fate of committing suicide to atone for your sins."

"Even if it doesn't exceed that, it's enough to have a significant psychological impact on you."

My advice is not to use it lightly.

Upon hearing this, Adrian revealed a mixture of joy and resentment. He removed the "Justice Medal" from his chest, quickly bowed to the altar, and said:

"Yes, grandfather."

... The dream shattered.

Lorry opened his eyes, his consciousness returning to the Real World.

He lowered his head, silently gazing at the black medal in his palm, the image of the lieutenant Lieutenant Colonel's relieved look lingering in his mind.

a long time.

Lorry let out a soft breath and rubbed the White Bone Ring.

Sebastian's aged voice quickly rang out, sounding annoyed. "You're getting more and more outrageous, always resorting to sealing spells. You might as well..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

The smooth, mirror-like surface of the White Bone Ring revealed miniature, aged facial features.

With a whoosh, it detached itself from Lorry's thumb, hovering in front of his palm, staring intently at the medal, and asked with a look of surprise and uncertainty:

"This, this is... kid, you found Parliamentarian Begat?"

Lorry pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

At that moment, a sudden unease arose in his heart, and he subconsciously corrected himself, "To be precise, he's the mastermind behind controlling Parliamentarian Begat. He's nothing more than a Marionette pushed to the forefront."

After saying that, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

"Uh, what's going on? Why do I feel like I've been corrupted by my own Sealed Artifact?" He thought to himself, both amused and exasperated.

Sebastian was also stunned, his surprise and doubt increasing rather than decreasing:

Did this kid secretly change his faith?

A brief silence fell, ending with a soft cough from Lorry.

He recounted what Sebastian was unaware of during this time while he was sealed away, as well as the positive and negative effects of the "Justice Medal."

Just like before, Sebastian remained silent for quite some time.

"Vera boy..." he said wistfully, then thought for a moment and said, "This Sealed Artifact should originate from the instincts that remain in his body, and has nothing to do with his Spirit Body."

"After restoring to Sequence 5, I have a stronger grasp of myself than before, and I can roughly sense the Spirit Body that have been absorbed."

"One of them is very familiar; it should be that kid's."

As they spoke, the aged eyes on the surface of the White Bone Ring glanced at Lorry, who was about to ask a question, and added with Soothsayer foresight, "But we still can't sense the exact location."

He hesitated for a few seconds and said in a low voice:

"Perhaps... it will be possible after Advancement Sequence 4..."

No, it's still you...

Lorry interrupted, "Are you worried that I'll misunderstand and think you're using the resurrection of the Lieutenant Colonel as a pretext to trick me into collecting the ' Prophet ' Potion?"

Then, he smiled and said:

"In fact, back when I parted ways with Edwina, I had already used that Ghost Ship as payment to ask her to inquire about the Church of Knowledge's intentions."

Sebastian fell silent upon hearing this.

A dozen seconds later, he gave a low "hmm": "Whatever, improving my level will benefit you too."

As he spoke, the aged features on the surface of the White Bone Ring suddenly furrowed:

"Wait, you're planning to trade that Ghost Ship for it?"

Lorry knew what he was going to say and explained, "This is the Starting Price I can accept right now—for your sake, I believe Edwina won't have quoted it out at the beginning."

"But if it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to swallow our pride and suffer the loss once."

"After all, apart from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, there are probably very few forces in the world that can produce a ' Prophet ' Potion or Beyonder Characteristic."

"I can't exactly hunt down clergy members of the Church of True God, can I?"

"It's a seller's market, there's nothing we can do about it."

The "Black Lady" contains two Sequence 4 Beyonder Characteristic and is Ghost Ship built by a legendary duke of the Fourth Epoch Solomon Empire.

From a purely paper value perspective, they definitely lost money on this deal.

However, from a practical standpoint, Lorry still preferred to elevate the "Curse of Knowledge" to the level of Demigod, so it was barely acceptable.

Not wanting to dwell on this matter too much, Lorry proactively changed the subject, saying:

"By the way, Old Gentleman."

"You just said that this Sealed Artifact should originate from the instincts that remain in the Lieutenant Colonel's body, and I can barely understand the second negative effect."

"But the first negative effect... the Lieutenant Colonel doesn't seem to talk that much, does he?" As soon as he finished speaking, Sebastian chuckled and said, "Heh heh, how can you say he doesn't talk much? That kid is a talkative guy to begin with."

"It's just that he's getting better and better in MI9, and he feels that this is damaging to his prestige, so he deliberately acts mysterious in public."

"He had tried keeping a parrot as a pet before to keep him company at home, but the parrot got annoyed with him and secretly flew away through the window in the middle of the night."

"I see..." Lorry smiled in agreement.

As he chuckled, he changed the subject. "The Lieutenant Colonel rarely mentions MI9 to me, Old Gentleman. How much do you know about this place?"

The Crimson Moon rose slowly, its soft glow falling upon the earth.

Having gleaned some basic information about MI9 from the Sealed Artifact, Lorry quickly cleaned up the traces of the ritual as night deepened.

Then, he Teleportation out of the Restaurant, packed some food, and just as he put it on the table, he heard the sound of a key Door Opening.

A short while later, a man and a dog walked in.

Lorry glanced at them up and down, his gaze lingering on Hugh's fluffy slippers for half a second before quickly looking away, and asked in a normal tone:

Have you eaten? If not, let's eat together.

This guy has amazing composure... he's acting like nothing happened... Hugh glanced at the Desi Pie he'd carelessly tossed on the counter when he left, now completely cold, then looked at the steaming food piled high on the table. The absurd scene flashed through his mind, and he hardened his face, scoffing:

"Need not!

We've already eaten out!

At the same time, the aroma of food wafted over.

Her stomach rumbled twice, much to her dismay.

The air fell silent instantly.

At this moment, Xiu couldn't help but feel the urge to turn around again.

Of course, this was on the condition that she changed into proper outdoor shoes and grabbed her coat and wallet; she didn't want to end up hungry, tired, and freezing on the street like before.

Hugh... it seems your body is more honest than your mouth... Lorry chuckled inwardly and softly hummed in agreement, "Then come and have some dessert?"

I've heard the ice cream at Intis Selenzo Restaurant is quite good.

Uh, I've heard of this Restaurant; it's famous for its authentic and expensive dishes... Oh well, I've already lost face, so having a nice meal is better than sneaking out later to eat cold Desi Pie... Thinking this, Hugh nodded in despair.

"Good.

"Then I'll go call Fors."