West Borough, Calpenza Hotel.
Fors helped Lawrence into his room and helped him lie down on the bed.
This is a rather luxurious hotel. Apart from the bathroom, every place is covered with thick, soft, grayish-yellow carpets, and the walls are adorned with reproductions of famous oil paintings.
Lawrence took a breath and said:
"Thank you, Miss Wall. Please forgive a dying man for being unable to bow."
"No, Mr. Lawrence, your condition has improved. As a former practicing Doctor, I can tell you without a doubt that you can survive. After you rest for a while, we'll go to the clinic or the hospital," Fors reassured him.
Lawrence chuckled and said, "I know my physical condition very well, you don't need to comfort me. Besides, I'm an amateur Astrology, and I have a premonition that I will die in Backlund, in this hotel."
Aside from the embellishments, everything he said was the truth. He was nearly eighty years old and no longer the robust and energetic young man he once was. If it weren't for the Sequence Potion bringing him a certain improvement in physical fitness, he might already be buried in some cemetery.
Lawrence originally thought he could live another ten years, but he encountered the rebellion instigated by the former " Traveler " Botis, and was seriously injured by the Aurora Order. All his remaining descendants also died in that disaster.
This dealt him a huge blow, almost preventing him from recovering. His mission to Backlund to find his two brothers and their descendants only to discover they were already dead, further traumatizing him.
All these things combined made Lawrence clearly feel that his life was coming to an end.
His the Original plan was to visit the graves of Labol and Anlisa again to lay a bouquet of flowers, and then immediately return to meet with the other members of the family elders to make his final arrangements. However, the elderly man's condition was such that he could pass away very quickly.
Before Fors could speak, Lawrence laboriously pulled a palm-sized notebook from the inside pocket of his half-open clothes.
The notebook's cardboard cover was copper-green, giving it a very old feel.
Its surface is inscribed with a passage in Ancient Feysac:
"I came, I saw, I Record."
Lawrence placed the notebook on the blanket in front of his chest, took a breath, and said:
"Ms. Wall, if I die here, could you help me get it to Pritz Harbor?"
"Mr. Lawrence, you'll be alright," Fors emphasized.
At the same time, she glanced at the notebook subconsciously and found that it was not thick. There were three kinds of paper inside: one was a burnt yellow color, which was very rare; another was like yellowish-brown parchment, which was of medium quantity; and the last was just ordinary white paper, which was the most abundant.
Lawrence said with great difficulty:
"I mean, if, Ms. Wall, you would help?"
" Pritz Harbor isn't far, it's hardly Travel. If I need to be in a hurry, I could even make a round trip in half a day with Steam train," Fors nodded.
Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly regaining some of his composure.
"After I die, wait ten minutes, then take a glowing object from my body and deliver it along with this notebook to Dorian Gray of the Pritz Harbor Fishermen's Association. My wallet and the 42 pounds in cash inside are my reward and thanks to you. Let my clothes accompany me ashes."
"No, you don't need to give me anything, no, you'll be fine, Mr. Lawrence," Fors said earnestly.
Lawrence seemed not to hear what she was saying, muttering to himself, " Dorian will give you some other rewards, but that depends on your own thoughts... I believe in you; the matter with Anlisa shows you're a good girl..."
He suddenly came to his senses and said to Fors:
"Ms. Wall, could you please get me a bottle of hot water from the first floor? I don't know when the waiter will be here."
"No problem." Fors didn't think much of it, grabbed the thermos, and left the room.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly realized something was wrong, because the water bottle in her hand was heavy, clearly indicating that there was still quite a lot left.
Just as Fors was about to turn around to ask, he suddenly sensed a strong Spirituality fluctuation in the room.
This is... Fors was stunned at first, then quickly understood Mr. Lawrence's intention:
As death drew near, he clearly felt his body starting to malfunction, and feared that he would lose control and turn into a Monster.
He wanted to die as a human, not Monster, so he chose to end his own life.
This was the final act of dignity for an Beyonder.
Of course, if he turns into Monster, all his plans will fall apart.
Thinking of all this, Fors a pang of sadness and stood outside waiting for nearly ten minutes before finally pushing the door open and entering.
She saw Lawrence lying silently on the bed, seemingly much older than before, with a diamond the size of an eye beside him.
The sunlight streaming in through the window refracted across the "diamond," creating a beautiful, star-like scene.
"Phew..." Fors exhaled, carefully examined the body, and discovered that Lawrence's cause of death was the most common cardiac arrest.
15 Minsk Street, Cherwood Borough.
After returning home and resting for a while, Klein went to the Gray Fog to Divination the future of Will Auceptin.
He let the origami crane fly out from the pile of clutter in the corner and land on the long bronze table in front of him, then took off the yellow crystal pendant wrapped around his cuff.
While holding the pendulum in his left hand, Klein used Cogitation to adjust his state and recall the scenes he had seen in the woods outside the cemetery.
He may not have noticed some details, but his Spirituality would certainly not be overlooked. This Divination mainly utilizes this point and relies on the Gray Fog to eliminate interference.
After completing the preparations, Klein conjured up new parchment and wrote down " Divination statements":
Will Auceptin is dead.
Immediately afterwards, he placed the origami cranes next to the Divination words, almost causing the citrine pendant to touch them.
After entering Cogitation state and completing all the steps of the " Spirit Pendulum Method," Klein opened his eyes and looked at the result:
The citrine pendant was spinning counterclockwise at a considerable speed and with a significant amplitude.
This indicates negation.
This means that Will Auceptin is not completely dead!
This... Klein was both surprised and somewhat expected.
He thought for a moment and then changed the Divination statement:
"That body belongs to Will Auceptin."
This time, the pendulum provided a positive insight.
The body did indeed belong to Will Auceptin!
Klein had a vague idea and wrote down a new Divination statement:
Will Auceptin's body will come back to life.
After a period of calm and focused work, Klein saw an epiphany:
It rotates counterclockwise at an extremely high speed.
This means Will Auceptin's body will not come back to life, meaning it will not become a zombie!
It seems Will Auceptin has abandoned his previous body, whether willingly or unwillingly, and is surviving in another form... Is this related to the " Mercury Snake "? Klein tried to Divination other things, but all his attempts failed, including " Will Auceptin's current state."
However, when he used the " Dream Divination Method " to repeat his previous Divination and asked " Will Auceptin's current location," he still received a similar image: a dark room with the sound of running water.
But this seems to give off a slightly different feeling.
Forget it, no need to waste time. I'm not going to get involved anyway... Klein put away his pendulum and prepared to return to the real world.
Based on the Divination he had just performed and all the previous events, he had a vague guess about Will Auceptin, but he couldn't confirm it.
He suspected that Will Auceptin was another " Mercury Snake "!
As Sequence 1, the " Mercury Snake " is not unique; a maximum of three "serpents" can exist simultaneously!
The " Mercury Snake," who controls Fate, can easily locate the Astral Body of Allen Star through a thousand paper cranes, create false revelations for the other party, and undoubtedly possess the ability to change someone's Fate with a single word.
Will Auceptin has inexplicably become weak and is under threat from a second " Mercury Snake." Everything he does is to get rid of it.
As for the reason for their conflict, the answer is simple:
When there is no Sequence 0, three Sequence 1 can exist simultaneously, but once there is Sequence 0, there will be no Sequence 1!
The recipe for the " Black Emperor " Potion explains the true meaning of this statement.
One of the main ingredients in that recipe was:
The Beyonder Characteristic of the two " Prince of Abolition "!
" Prince of Abolition " is Sequence 1 of the " Black Emperor " pathway!
To advance to Sequence 0 as a Sequence 1, you must acquire all the Beyonder Characteristic of the other two Sequence 1 through the same pathway!
Because of this speculation, Klein became even more hesitant to get involved in Will Auceptin's affairs.
If my deduction is correct, then it is a genuine "battle of the gods," something I can't afford to mess with... Klein's Spirituality plummeted, and he disappeared into the ancient palace above the Gray Fog.
In Queens Borough, in a rather unremarkable house, Mr. A's gathering of Beyonder was taking place as scheduled.
Fors and Hugh changed their clothes and accompanied Glaint Viscount was wearing an iron mask, into the hall, where they casually found a place to sit.
Before the party officially began, Viscount Glaint wrote down his needs in a letter to the waiter and prayed to the goddess, hoping for a response later.
Fors was as languid as ever, and unusually, he wore a hood, obscuring his face in shadow.
She was thinking back on Mr. Lawrence's matter.
She knew very well what that eye-sized "diamond" was; it was Beyonder Characteristic left behind by the other party, but she couldn't confirm which Sequence it belonged to for the time being.
Fors casually flipped through the notebook and found that many pages were still blank, while the written parts were filled with all sorts of strange, bizarre, and mysterious symbols and magical signs, completely beyond Fors's knowledge.
What it is doesn't matter; what matters is that I have to keep my promise... Fors reminded herself.
At this moment, Mr. A, sitting on a single sofa with an exaggerated hood, spoke in a hoarse voice:
I have a task.
"Help me find some people who believe in the so-called ' The Fool '."
Ah? Fors out of his thoughts.
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