Upon hearing Audrey's affirmative answer, Madam Norma chuckled.
"What an honest child."
"I happen to know some very knowledgeable experts in the occult. Would you be interested in having a chat with them?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I Wishes, praise the goddess." Audrey feigned surprise and drew a Crimson Moon on her chest.
Madam Norma smiled and nodded slightly, saying:
How about we have afternoon tea together tomorrow?
"No problem." Audrey's excited eyes held a touch of naivety.
As she said goodbye to Madam Norma and walked towards the living room, her smile gradually softened, and her demeanor became serene and composed.
"Her body language, her emotional expressions, the subtle changes in her Mental Body reflected in the outside world all indicate that she has no ill intentions, but is quite nervous... It seems that Madam Norma really might be a member of the Psychology Alchemists... Hmm, she's been observing my expressions and movements, but she can't regulate or conceal her own emotions. Perhaps, like Susie, she's also an ' Spectator,' but unfortunately, she doesn't know that the person in front of her is a ' Mind Reader '... Audrey thought with a mix of trepidation and pride, and couldn't help but alternate her feet forward, gracefully stepping in a straight line."
Isengard Stanton's house in the Hillston Borough.
Klein's lips twitched a few times, but he ultimately didn't ask Stuart who the employer was or what he looked like.
He decided to avoid getting involved in Emlyn White's affairs as much as possible.
Although he claimed to be a law-abiding Vampire, this was only based on his own account. There were too many gaps in his early life, and Klein couldn't confirm whether he had truly never harmed innocent people.
This diminished his motivation to seek help from Father Utravsky, a " Dawn Paladin " who was highly skilled in combat, aided by magical items, and whose abilities had not been weakened!
Moreover, this would also make it easy for him to reveal his true identity to Father Utravsky and Emlyn White.
Hopefully, he can gain the approval of that very capable priest soon and be released from prison after serving his full sentence... Klein silently tapped Emlyn White four times clockwise in his mind.
After dividing the bounty, the Detective took their leave one after another, with Klein receiving the highest honor of being seen off to the door by the great Detective Isengard.
Isengard, holding his pipe, coughed twice and said:
"There are still some unanswered questions in this serial murder case. Perhaps there's an even more vicious person lurking behind the killer. You must be careful lately and don't boast about your important role in this case."
It seems even the official Beyonder suspect that the Devil giant hound has an owner... Klein solemnly responded:
"I know, I've had that suspicion too."
"Mr. Stanton, you also need to be careful; you're the organizer of the party and a key partner of the police."
Isengard put the pipe in his mouth, then took it out and said:
" Sherlock, I'll call you Sherlock. You can rest assured that although I'm no longer young, I'm still an excellent Pugilist, a superb marksman, and possess an instinctive level of alertness."
Moreover, you are most likely Beyonder of a high Sequence, it's just unknown which pathway you belong to... Klein thought for a moment and said:
"Mr. Stanton, you don't seem to be a native of Backlund. Your accent is more like that of West Vilas County."
"Yes, just like your Sonia Sea Coast accent," Isengard readily admitted.
The two Detective immediately exchanged a smile, both acknowledging each other's ability to observe things discreetly.
Before evening, Klein returned to 15 Minsk Street.
Well, I currently have 1224 pounds in banknotes, 5 gold coins, and a small amount of change. Compared to when I first arrived in Backlund, that's more than enough. However, a single Sequence 6 Extraordinary material costs at least 1500 pounds, and sometimes, due to scarcity and rarity, it can even double in price. Those Beyonder can obtain similar items are unlikely to be low- Sequence, so they wouldn't misjudge the value and sell at a low price. Therefore, there's no possibility of finding a bargain...
Although the lady with the " Artisan " behind her was extremely eager for the Potion recipes from the " Black Emperor " pathway, her progress had to be taken into account. When she was only at Sequence 9, it was almost impossible for her to spend a large sum of money to pre-order Sequence 6 recipes, unless she was incredibly wealthy or owned a bank... Well, you can't always fleece one person at a time...
Lost in thought, Klein didn't rush to prepare dinner. He returned to his bedroom, drew the curtains, and stepped into the Gray Fog.
He just had an idea and needs to test it.
He sat down in the Fool's seat and reached for the old-fashioned, brass-colored " Master Key."
Based on the notes of the descendant of Abraham that he obtained last night, he guessed that the other party lost control on the spot because he chose to be promoted during the Full Moon.
Therefore, the " Master Key's " curse-like ability to lead people astray to bad places, besides stemming from its Beyonder Characteristic being left behind, containing resentment and unwillingness, also has a considerable probability of being corrupted by Mr. "Door's" delusional ramblings.
"So, what changes will it undergo during the Full Moon?" Klein muttered.
He conjured paper and pen, and wrote down the " Divination statements" he had prepared long ago:
"Its behavior during Full Moon."
Holding the paper in one hand and the " Master Key " in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair and chuckled self-deprecatingly:
"He's going to court disaster again..."
"However, there shouldn't be much danger this time. Mr. 'Door' is far removed from the real world, lost in the depths of darkness, and I also have the Gray Fog to block him."
In this situation, the danger of Divination is no different from directly Divination the matter itself. The experienced Klein half-closed his eyes, his gaze deepening as he continuously chanted:
"Its behavior during Full Moon."
After seven repetitions, Klein fell into a dream.
In that gray, fragmented, and illusory world, he saw once again the basement where the descendant of Abraham had died.
The flesh and blood here have long since dried up, but the silver pocket watch inlaid with diamonds and the ancient-style " Master Key " have not been stolen and still lie on the ground.
Suddenly, a sharp, hollow, and ethereal voice echoed in Klein's ears.
It was like a thin needle piercing his head, extending and poking little by little, as if trying to peel off his entire scalp!
The extreme pain jolted Klein awake, and he sat bolt upright.
He saw the bluish veins on the back of his hand bulging out one by one, then quickly subsiding.
"Hmm, much easier than spying on the ' Eternal Blazing Sun ' and eavesdropping on the roar of the ' True Creator '..." Klein thought leisurely as he switched from pressing to tapping.
Of course, if he were in the outside world, he believed he would have reacted in a completely different way.
"If Miss ' Magician ' had been hearing this kind of cry for help all along, she would have lost control long ago... It seems that the ' Master Key ' is cursed, making the voice even clearer. But wait, Father Utravsky should have spent the Blood Moon night with the ' Master Key,' he was clearly unaffected..."
"Perhaps he left the ' Master Key ' in the bedroom while he was repenting in the main hall. Well, only by touching the Master Key could he hear the 'cry for help' during the Full Moon?"
"Phew, before becoming High-Sequence, I didn't dare to listen in the real world... Just now, it sounded like the word 'ask for help' in the Ancient Hermes..." Klein carefully recalled it several times to confirm his listening comprehension score.
To this, he could only twitch the corner of his mouth, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
"This is a truly desperate cry for help!"
"Unfortunately, if the Rose School of Thought could hear Mr. Door's cries for help on the night of the Full Moon, their already cold and Distortion personalities would surely lead to one of them exploding."
After carefully considering whether there was a way to achieve this goal indirectly, Klein returned to the real world, enjoyed dinner, changed clothes, and went out as planned.
He changed trains twice and arrived outside the " Bravehearts " bar, but only went in for a quick look and left without ordering any drinks.
During this process, he discovered that Kaspars had returned.
After walking down a street, Klein specifically hailed a horse-drawn carriage and had it head towards the Cherwood Borough.
The horse had barely taken a step when a phantom figure appeared before him—Miss Sharron, dressed in a black court dress.
"Are you ready?" Sharron asked coolly.
The small, soft black cap on her head held her pale blonde hair firmly in place, and combined with her pale face and delicate features, she had a Puppet -like beauty.
Klein answered frankly:
"Not yet."
I'm still waiting for one item.
Sharron said, her azure eyes remaining perfectly still:
"I have prepared magical items."
So that's why you accepted the three-day, 1,000-pound bodyguard job? You had your eye on some items, but didn't have enough money? Klein smiled knowingly.
"Don't rush, the more prepared we are, the greater our chances of success."
Moreover, I can use the magical items from the Sun realm normally, which can make up for my shortcomings... Klein added in his mind.
Seeing that Sharron remained silent, he spoke up first:
"I'm here today to ask for your cooperation in conducting an experiment."
"What?" Sharron asked succinctly.
Klein, with a serious and trustworthy expression, said:
"Based on Maric's description, I believe the manifestations of your curses are different. During the Full Moon, he was unable to fight because he had to endure the madness of killing and bloodlust, while you would become weak if you couldn't absorb human souls. Is that correct?"
Sharron listened quietly and nodded gently:
"Yes."
"I can't solve your problem for now, but I think it's possible to temporarily suppress Maric. For example, by giving him the appropriate medicine to keep him in a state without emotional fluctuations. That way, he won't be in pain during that time and can fully participate in the battle," Klein explained his thoughts.
Sharron shook her head and said:
"No."
"These kinds of medications are no longer effective for him."
"Already? In other words, it had an effect before?" Klein asked thoughtfully.
"Why?"
"He used to get too many injections. Even after switching to another type, it was only effective for the first three or four times. We can't find any new types anymore..." Sharron said, then suddenly fell silent, as if she had remembered something.
Upon hearing her words, Klein smiled slightly:
"I have a different kind of sedative here, from that Apothecary."
Seeing that Sharron didn't say the sedative was ineffective, he clasped his hands together and continued:
"I'll give you one first, and let Maric try it during the Full Moon, which is tomorrow Full Moon."
"If it works, make him drink two, or even three, bottles before the fight."
As for whether drug resistance will develop in the future, that's not a problem we need to consider now... Klein thought calmly.