160 Böklund Street, the residence of Dawn Dantès.
After Klein returned via the " Teleportation," he immediately set up an altar, held a ceremony, and prayed to " Death ":
You are the essence of death;
You are the monarch of the dead;
You are the final destination for all living beings.
"I beg for your help, I beg to know how to resolve the problem of the ' Red Angel ' Evil Spirit, to possess a ' Gatekeeper ' and cooperate with High Priest Heitel of the Spirituality Religion, to come to Backlund and become Patrick Bryan's assistant..."
Klein was truly at a loss in this matter and could only turn to the " Evernight Goddess " for help.
Leaving aside the question of whether he has the ability and opportunity to kill Sauron Einhorn Medici by cooperating with the leader of the Ascetic, Arianna, even if he could, once the " Red Angel " Evil Spirit disappears, the high priest of the Spirituality Religion 'Artificial Death Faction will immediately realize that something serious has happened. He will then connect this to other anomalies, determine that the Artificial Death is not in a good state, and then, using his own status, possible Sealed Artifact, and familiarity with this path, commit destructive acts that will benefit no one.
If the " Red Angel " is left unattended, this Evil Spirit, born Conspirer, will soon notice that Patrick Bryan. With the knowledge and intelligence he possesses, it won't be difficult for him to guess the nature of the problem.
"No matter how we deal with this, we're making a mistake. As expected of Angel in the realm of 'war,' even with only a three-in-one spirit remaining, she can still leave people unable to solve the problem she created. This must have been an idea given to Heitel..."
"Actually, there's an extreme approach: let this ' Red Angel ' Evil Spirit be eliminated by another church, official force, or Concealment organization for some other reason. In short, no one related to the goddess can be involved; the matter must be made crystal clear..."
"The difficulty of this approach lies in how to lure a high-ranking figure in the realm of intrigue into a trap... If this isn't handled properly, the fire will burn us..." After finishing his prayer, Klein let his thoughts wander freely while patiently awaiting feedback from the " Evernight Goddess."
After a dozen seconds, the ashes of the herbs meant to please the gods were swept up by an invisible wind, flew out of the cauldron, and landed on the table, forming words:
"When you come here, war will break out on this land."
What does this mean? Klein frowned slightly as he looked at the familiar sentence.
As a " Seer," he habitually began to interpret:
Because of the king's problems, Loen was plunged into the shadow of war, and so the " Red Angel," a symbol of war, arrived.
This suggests that war may be unstoppable.
Upon reaching Sequence 1, it itself becomes a symbol.
In the blink of Klein eye, the invisible wind ceased, and the interior of the altar, isolated by the " Wall of Spirituality," became extremely quiet.
Was there no other revelation? Klein waited a while longer, confirming that it really was just that, before ending the ceremony and tidying up the altar.
He then walked to the sofa area in the room and sat down to see if anything else would happen.
A full quarter of an hour passed, and he still hadn't seen the Abbess of the Evernight Abbey, the Concealment Angel was the head of the thirteen archbishops, Arianna.
Is there no need to deal with the " Red Angel " Evil Spirit, and we just leave it as is? Or is there another way, but without my involvement? Klein wasn't a devout believer in the Evernight, so since the goddess said not to worry about it, he naturally didn't care. In any case, this matter was not only extremely troublesome for him, but also very dangerous.
Shaking his head, Klein took out paper and pen from his pocket and began to perform a " Dream Divination."
The events of tonight made him instinctively feel that time was of the essence and he had to digest the " Bizarro Sorcerer " Potion as soon as possible.
On the Sonia Sea, inside Steam- powered, hybrid merchant ship that was very close to a pirate ship.
Men and older women were pushed to the edge of the deck with their hands tied behind their backs, and then the pirates used their hands or feet to throw them into the sea.
The sounds of splashing echoed, but the pirates remained unaffected, laughing and joking as they completed this bloodless massacre.
After clearing out the designated prisoners, they took their guns and lanterns and gathered around the ship's side, ready to enjoy watching the poor creatures struggle.
However, under the lights, the deep blue sea beside the ship rose and fell quietly, without a single person in sight.
"It sank so quickly?" a pirate exclaimed in surprise.
The pirate leader frowned, looked at it for a long time, and said:
"Perhaps some sea monster passed by and took those who dared to resist as food bestowed by the gods."
"Perfect, this feeds it, so it won't attack us..."
At this point, the leader waved his hand:
Enjoy yourselves!
As a fairly experienced pirate, he knew that there were many strange things on the sea. When faced with them, it was best not to try to find out the reasons or the truth. Since they did not harm him or his companions, he should thank the " Lord of Storms " for protection and pretend that nothing had happened.
Once the duty roster was determined, the pirates began drinking heavily, eating large chunks of meat, singing loudly, and engaging in duels to seize control of the young female captives.
Amidst the lively and boisterous atmosphere, the pirate leader, accompanied by a beautiful passenger he had long admired, entered the captain's cabin and eagerly began the final act of the night's revelry.
In the middle of the night, the exhausted pirate leader reached out his right hand and touched something cold and lifeless.
The pirate captain awoke with a start, and by the crimson Moonlight streaming in through the window, he saw that what he was holding in his arms was a piece of rough-looking wood.
From this tree grew branches laden with green leaves, which, like human hands and feet, embraced the pirate leader.
Snap!
The pirate leader's pupils dilated rapidly. He pushed the log aside, jumped off the bed, and stumbled backward.
Was I talking to something like this? His mind was filled with terror. Without bothering to get dressed, he grabbed his gun and knife and stormed out of the room.
Outside the door, a pirate on duty stood guard.
"Stealing ears, how can you be so happy..." The pirate asked hurriedly when he saw his leader Door Opening.
The pirate leader intended to reprimand his subordinate for secretly drinking, which made his speech slurred. However, when he looked up, he saw that his subordinate's mouth and surrounding area were covered with golden grains of wheat, and even the surface of his tongue was densely covered with them.
... The pirate leader's scalp tightened instantly, a tingling sensation spreading from top to bottom, meeting the coolness and heading straight for his tailbone.
Just then, the door to the opposite room opened, and a pirate cried out in a tearful voice:
"Oh no! Boss, I... I have lots of mushrooms growing down there!"
As they were talking, the pirate rushed out.
At the same time, he felt an itch in his eye, so he raised his hand and rubbed his right eye.
As he rubbed his eye, a bluish-green vine slowly grew from the gap between his eye socket and eyeball, with a dark red grape growing at its top.
The area around the grape was a bloody mess.
"..." The pirate captain froze, asking in a voice that didn't sound like his own, "What... did you encounter...?"
Still rubbing his eyes, the pirate, seemingly oblivious to the problem, didn't need to recall anything and said directly:
A shadowy figure, resembling a long staff, smacked me!
"Wo... Ye You..." the pirate, whose tongue was covered with golden wheat grains, echoed in response.
He was blocked by the leader and did not see the terrifying appearance of his companion.
The pirate captain's legs began to shake uncontrollably, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and run out of the cabin.
Just then, he saw a long, stick-like shadow rush from the side wall and strike him.
The shadow flashed by and disappeared in an instant, as if it were an unreal nightmare.
The pirate leader was a beat too slow to instinctively raise his hand to block, but of course, it had no effect.
Then, he frantically checked his own condition in a panic, but found nothing unusual.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness..." The pirate leader couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a slightly indistinct voice:
"Thank goodness, thank goodness..."
The sound seemed to be coming from inside his body!
The pirate leader's pupils dilated to their maximum, and his hands uncontrollably lifted his clothes.
He then saw three slits, one large and two small, split open between his chest and abdomen.
Inside the larger one, two rows of white teeth are neatly arranged; in the center of the smaller one, two lively, rolling eyeballs are embedded.
This is a mouth and two eyes!
The pirate leader now has an extra mouth and two eyes on his chest and abdomen!
"No!"
A scream erupted from the ship, filled with an indescribable, intense fear.
In the next fifteen minutes, some pirates went mad and began killing their companions, while others managed to escape back to their own ships, only to find that the people on board had also become deformed, and in despair, they jumped into the sea.
When everything calmed down, only about a dozen relatively normal pirates remained, slumped on the deck, hiding in their rooms, surrounded by a stench.
After a while, one passenger after another emerged from the cabin, not one was missing.
They stared in disbelief at the scene before them, some thanking the gods, others standing there in a daze of confusion.
In the early morning, Klein got out of bed and began to wash up.
He had just changed his clothes with the help of his personal servant Enuni, when he saw the butler Walter, who had returned from leave, walk to the door and say:
"Sir, Bishop Electra has come to visit."
"... Have him wait for me in the living room where he can enjoy a cigar," Klein said after a moment's hesitation.
He suspected this was a belated response from the goddess.
Walter immediately turned around, went downstairs to make arrangements, and returned shortly afterward, saying:
"Sir, Bishop Electra has taken his leave. He asked me to tell you that you must go to Saint Samuel Cathedral this morning, as the church and the government will be conducting a joint air defense exercise."
"An air defense drill?" Klein's brow furrowed slightly.
Just then, he was suddenly struck by Spirit Intuition, turned around abruptly, and looked out the window.
In the sky, where the clouds were not thin, a dense array of dark brown airships were approaching.
These airships are painted with diagonal stripes of red, white, and yellow—the flag of Feysac!
Seeing this, Klein suddenly realized what he had overlooked before:
The war was not necessarily started by the Kingdom of Loen!
An ancient and Concealment organization must have high-ranking members in other countries; otherwise, it couldn't possibly influence the world situation!