Before Klein could even process any new ideas, he saw the stiff-bodied Senator Maynard brace himself with his hands, and with a heavy whooshing sound, he lunged straight at him, to his left!
In the past, when faced with such a sudden situation, he would have reacted slowly and had difficulty dodging. Even if he had noticed it in advance, he would have had to roll and tumble to escape the opponent's attack range in time.
But now, Klein reacted almost instinctively, kicking off with his shiny, buttonless leather boots and leaping diagonally onto the high-backed chair.
Having only been promoted for a day, he wasn't quite used to his strength, agility, and speed yet. In his haste, he jumped too high and too far, landing on the very top of the back of the high-backed chair!
There was only a narrow strip. Klein's heart tightened, and he quickly controlled his body and adjusted his center of gravity.
He swayed a few times, but then stood firmly on his feet, like a black cat showing off its balance.
As he swayed, he swung his left arm and, following the momentum of the " Living Corpse " Maynard's lunge, struck its side with his cane, causing it to lose its balance and stumble and fall onto the carpet.
Klein stood atop the high-backed chair, his right hand rapidly rising and reaching under his armpit, attempting to draw his revolver from its holster and fire a silver Demon Hunting Bullets at the Living Corpse in front of him.
But in that instant, he suddenly realized how to handle the aftermath.
If a bullet had left a hole in Congressman Maynard's body, how would one explain the cause of death to his family and the New Party members who were concerned about the matter?
I just fired another shot at his corpse?
In a flash of thought, Klein reached his right hand into the same side pocket of his police uniform and felt a triangular piece of thin material.
Requiem Charm ... He made a quick judgment, took out the silver talisman without hesitation, and whispered a word in Ancient Hermes:
"Crimson!"
As the incantation resonated, the talisman emitted a sense of peace and tranquility. Klein quickly infused it with Spirituality and threw it at the struggling " Living Corpse " Maynard.
A turquoise flame suddenly appeared, enveloping and igniting the triangular piece of paper. A tranquil and gentle blackness quickly spread, dispelling the tension and unease of the soul.
The " Living Corpse " Maynard stood there, his empty eyes staring blankly at the ground, drops of saliva falling from the corners of his mouth onto the blanket.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take out the materials, set up the ritual, and use Purification to get rid of the unclean creature in front of him.
Suddenly, Maynard made a hoarse sound in his throat again, and his empty eyes looked at the left pocket of Klein's police uniform.
Holy crap... Klein leaped from the top of the high-backed chair onto the windowsill of the bay window.
At the same time, he heard the sound of a high-backed chair falling and breaking.
Klein, feeling a slight tingling sensation on his scalp, had to pull out a rectangular piece of silver once again.
This is a " Sleeping Charm "!
It's not just the living who need sleep; the dead are already in a state of "long slumber" and will only awaken and wander on the ground if something unusual happens!
Some occult books even describe certain " Living Corpse " in this way:
They sleep during the day and awaken at night.
"Crimson!"
Klein chanted the Ancient Hermes incantation again, intending to disregard the consequences if he failed this time. He drew his revolver and fired wildly.
Only by staying alive can you worry about what comes next!
Feeling the thin silver disc in his palm grow cold, Klein infused it with Spirituality and threw it away.
The dark red flames suddenly illuminated his eyes, and soft explosions echoed through the room.
A tranquil and gentle power emanated from him, carrying an exhaustion that living beings could not resist. The " Living Corpse " Maynard had just gotten up from the broken high-backed chair when he swayed a few times, closed his empty eyes, and collapsed with a thud.
Having learned from his previous experience, Klein did not dare to relax. He immediately took out materials such as " Amanda Hydrosol" extracted by distillation of night-blooming jasmine, deep sleep flower, and chamomile, and " Full Moon Essential Oil" made from dragon bark and the Moon, and quickly set up an altar.
Immediately afterwards, he used " Holy Night Powder " to create Wall of Spirituality that sealed off the surrounding area, encompassing the altar and the slumbering " Living Corpse " Maynard.
Silently reciting the incantation, Klein lit the three corresponding candles, dripped hydrosol and essential oil into each candle flame, sprinkled herbal powder, and then Klein a step back, warily watching the " Living Corpse " Maynard as he chanted in Hermes:
" The Evernight Goddess, more sublime than the Starry Sky, more enduring than eternity;"
I pray for your favor;
"May you favor one of your faithful Guardian."
"I pray for the power of Crimson;"
I pray for the power of sleep and silence;
"I beseech you to Purification this unclean creature near me, that man who was once called John Maynard."
" The Moon, herb of the red moon, please transfer your power to my incantation!"
"Deep Sleep Flower, herb of the Red Moon, please transfer your power to my incantation!"
Silently, as if a cool breeze blew in from midnight, echoed within the Wall of Spirituality, while wisps of faint black mist rose from the " Living Corpse " Maynard.
Once everything had calmed down, Klein used his Spirit Vision and Divination methods to repeatedly confirm that the other party would not "wake up" again.
Seeing the result, he was completely relieved, ended the ceremony, and dispelled the Wall of Spirituality.
"How could he suddenly come back to life?" Klein stood in front of Maynard, who was lying on the carpet, and looked down with a slight frown.
For an Beyonder with considerable Spirit Intuition, there are obvious signs that the dead might rise from the dead. Not to mention that Klein is also a " Seer " and always has some premonition about such things, but the change just now was completely unexpected.
Unless, unless there are more mysterious factors at play... just like with the tuxedo Clown... Klein carefully recalled the scene just now and vaguely sensed the problem:
" The Living Corpse " Maynard kept trying to attack the left pocket of his police uniform!
Left pocket? Klein handed the silver-inlaid black staff to his right palm, then reached into his pocket with his left hand and took out an old bronze whistle.
This is a bronze whistle covered with mysterious patterns; it was lent to him by Azik to summon messengers.
"This bronze whistle caused Maynard's Living Corpse? Possibly. Mr. Azik is either a descendant of Death or has some connection to Death. It makes sense that the magical item he always carries has a similar effect..." Klein nodded thoughtfully, took out a bronze penny, and made a quick Divination based on his previous judgment.
Because he was there, because he was holding the relevant items, and because he had sufficient information, he quickly came to a conclusion: he saw the copper penny roll down and land in his palm, head facing up.
This means... Mr. Azik didn't even remind me of similar issues. Um... He suffers from "amnesia," so it's normal that he doesn't remember. Besides, the bronze whistle might not have any negative effects on him; it's very likely that it's been suppressed... In the future, when going to cemeteries, castles, or other places with many corpses or that are prone to being haunted, you can't carry this bronze whistle. Otherwise, you'll just be making things more difficult for yourself and courting death... Klein noted down these newly summarized precautions and effortlessly got the naked Councilor Maynard back to bed.
Seeing the distinct marks on his opponent's side from the blows, Klein sighed, covered it with a white sheet, and pretended not to notice.
Let the police department worry about this! Hmm, those two talismans were used for the mission, so they can be reimbursed... He thought to himself as he packed up his items, took the portrait, walked to the door, and unlocked it.
With a creak, the door opened, and Klein saw Inspector Tolle standing guard outside, preventing anyone from approaching.
"What just happened?" Tolle asked, puzzled and worried.
He vaguely heard a rather loud noise coming from inside.
Klein smiled and replied in a deliberately exaggerated manner:
"Representative Maynard came to his senses and tried to give me a warm hug."
"Don't joke around..." Tolle glanced helplessly into the room.
"Why so serious?" Klein shrugged. "Because of an issue that's still uncertain, Councilor Maynard has become Living Corpse, you know, the kind from all those ghost stories. Luckily, I hadn't left yet, and I used Ritualistic Magic to cleanse him of the impurity in time, allowing him to return to a peaceful slumber."
"Is this related to his cause of death?" Tolle asked with a serious expression.
"I can't give you an answer. I don't even know what went wrong. You should know that in our field, inexplicable things are quite common," Klein said dismissively, then shook the portrait in his hand and said, "During the Spirit Channeling, I saw Congressman Maynard's death scene. He was sharing the Pleasure that only couples should have, and at the height of his happiness, he clutched his heart."
"You mean... that was the cause of his death?" Tolle asked with a knowing look.
"That's the theory, but it depends on the subsequent autopsy." Klein handed the portrait to Inspector Tolle.
Tolle glanced at it only once and exclaimed in surprise:
" Madam Shermane!"
Klein looked at the other person with a blank expression:
Is she famous?
"Hmm, judging from his looks and physique, he should be quite famous..." he thought to himself.
Tolle glanced around and introduced the product with a hint of excitement:
" Madam Shermane was the most famous and beautiful widow in Tingen City, and the most sought-after lady in social circles. She was Baron Hoy's second wife, but unfortunately became his widow."
"She was popular among the aristocracy and newly wealthy businessmen, and was a socialite who could receive invitations to banquets from both the Conservative Party and New Party."
"It's said that she has ambiguous relationships with her stepson, the current Baron Hoy, certain nobles in Backlund, and several high-ranking government officials. She's a very powerful lady... Who would have thought she'd have the same relationship with Congressman Maynard... Heh..."
Simply put, a superb socialite... Klein silently concluded, then turned and pointed into the room:
"The next steps are not within my purview; how to interrogate Madam Shermane is your problem."
"Well, before the Purification, I hit Senator Maynard with a stick. You guys need to take care of that and come up with an explanation."
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