Upon hearing Klein's question, Emlyn White was startled and carefully examined the other man before saying:
You are richer than I imagined.
He had initially thought it would take Sherlock Moriarty at least a week to raise the £2,450.
"I've been saving this money for a long time," Klein replied with a sigh.
Emlyn nodded thoughtfully:
"Being a private Detective is that lucrative?"
"It's just an identity for convenience. If there aren't any big bounties, it's only worth two or three hundred pounds a year," Klein said frankly.
Emlyn glanced at him and asked casually:
"So what do you actually do? Smuggle arms, steal from the rich? For Beyonder at Sequence 7 and below, there aren't many things that can quickly accumulate over 2000 pounds; most of them are on the verge of breaking the law."
You, a Vampire, are talking to me about illegal activities? Looks like you're quite interested in making quick money... Klein chuckled.
"Take on some dangerous missions; if you're not afraid of death, you can try."
Emlyn shut his mouth, and after a long while, he finally said:
Come find me in the evening, and I'll take you to the seller.
What a Vampire from the heart... Klein was about to agree when he suddenly felt uneasy.
What if the seller gets greedy? What if he doesn't actually have the extraordinary materials and just wants to lure people there to rob and kill them? Emlyn White can be trusted, but the seller he introduced might not be... I need to find an excuse to go above the Gray Fog for a Divination to assess the level of danger... Hmm, no need to make it so complicated, there's a better way... Lost in thought, Klein turned to Emlyn:
No, you go yourself.
"I'll give you £1,000 as an advance payment. You bring those two materials to the Harvest Church, and after confirmation, I'll pay the balance. I think the seller should be able to accept this arrangement; it shows the credibility of a noble Sanguine."
Having been flattered like that, Emlyn unconsciously raised his chin:
"There's nothing wrong with this method of transaction."
At this point, he chuckled.
"Are you afraid they won't keep their word? Will you feel at ease inside the Harvest Church?"
"Of course, anyone would feel safe standing next to a Earth Mother Blessed someone over two and a half meters tall with exceptionally strong muscles." Klein smiled and pointed to Father Utravsky. "Those who can handle him wouldn't care about two or three thousand pounds."
Emlyn's face darkened, and he snorted:
"Aren't you worried that I'll pocket that £1,000 advance payment?"
Klein gazed leisurely ahead and said:
Why worry?
"You come back here every day, so you'll be easy to find. A live Vampire, even if you break it up and sell it, would fetch more than 1,000 pounds."
Emlyn, stung by the remark, muttered angrily:
" Sanguine! Do you understand? Sanguine!"
Also, don't use the unit 'only'!
Klein chuckled softly, then remained silent, waiting for the other person to calm down.
"We'll trade the way you requested." Finally, Emlyn reached up and rubbed his temples.
Klein immediately took out the envelope he had received that morning and handed it to the other party along with the thick wad of £1,000 in cash inside:
"See you here at 8 PM."
Emlyn counted the banknotes inside, and after confirming that everything was correct, he glanced warily at Father Utravsky and lowered his voice, saying:
"Private Detective, with your frequent access to various intelligence and information, have you ever heard of an evil god called ' The Fool '?"
"Evil... you evil... "Klein almost cursed inwardly.
He answered with a calm expression:
"Recently, many people have been looking for followers of ' The Fool.' Do you also want to join their ranks and claim the corresponding reward?"
Emlyn sighed and said:
"No, I'm just considering whether to pray to this evil god or spirit, asking Him to help me break free from the Psychological Suggestion. You know, His specific name has been passed down, and if it's translated into Hermes or Ancient Hermes, there's a chance of getting a response... What do you know about Him? How much harm does He cause to believers? Can He forcibly change believers' views?"
Although the target is me, I still want to say, Vampire, you're just grasping at straws... Klein said with a very complicated feeling:
" The Fool is very mysterious. To this day, apart from what you already know, no one knows the details of Him, such as the scope of His priesthood or the corresponding prayer rituals."
"What puzzles me is, in this situation, why don't you consider the Progenitor of your Sanguine, the ancient goddess Lilith? As long as the ritual is correct and the sacrifice is appropriate, she should be able to help you break free from the Psychological Suggestion."
Emlyn leaned back slightly, staring straight ahead, and remained silent for several seconds.
He seemed to suddenly become profound.
After a brief silence, he said slowly:
"Even before the Cataclysm, the Progenitor rarely responded to prayers; His help was only available for certain specific matters, and this did not include dispelling Psychological Suggestion."
In the legends of City of Silver, the ancient goddess Lilith, representing the Moon, has had her power revoked by the reawakened Creator, or perhaps she perished even earlier in a divine war... So, who occasionally answers the Sanguine' prayers? The Moon Primordial? Klein deliberately pressed on:
"There's also the ' The Moon Primordial ' that can be prayed to; many underground Beyonder ' rituals draw upon its power."
This mainly refers to the " Warlock King " and the corresponding creatures... Klein added in his mind.
Emlyn's lips moved, but no sound came out; an indescribable fear crossed his face.
After a long pause, he said solemnly:
"I suspect that the ' The Moon Primordial ' is actually an evil god or a high-ranking Devil in disguise. Most of those who pray to Him will gradually change, becoming cruel, insane, and filled with a desire to reproduce. The rest, mainly Sanguine, will most likely lose control on the spot and become real Monster."
"Once upon a time, there was a powerful Sanguine, due to danger, attempted to pray, only to be transformed into a lump of flesh that knew nothing but mating and reproduction. She gave birth to one bizarre offspring after another with cows, sheep, horses, rats, and even plants and stones, each essentially creating a new Monster race. Fortunately, she was quickly eliminated, as were her descendants."
... The " The Moon Primordial " is that dangerous? The Book of Secrets never mentioned it... Has the Warlock King Calamity's mind been Corrosion by Him? Luckily, I only imitated and adapted, and the object of my prayers was myself... Klein's heart raced as he was frightened by Emlyn White's description.
This made him realize that the Hidden Existence outside the Seven Gods were indeed not so trustworthy.
"Except for me..." he sighed.
At this moment, Emlyn smiled bitterly:
"If the negative impact of ' The Fool ' isn't too great, praying to Him isn't something that can't be considered."
The only consequence is that you will have to pay a certain fee for this... To maintain his image, Klein could only pat Emlyn on the shoulder and draw the triangular emblem on his chest:
"Praying to a mysterious Hidden Existence whose situation you don't know is very dangerous. In that case, you might as well choose one of the Seven Gods that you like to believe in. They won't affect your daily life or make you discard your Puppet."
"If there really is no other way..." Emlyn suddenly found himself calmer than he had imagined.
Klein didn't linger. He squeezed into the corridor and headed out of the Harvest Church.
Looking at the foggy sky outside, he began to think about what to do next.
Undoubtedly, his current focus is on saving money and finding materials.
Let's stabilize things a bit more with Little " The Sun " to avoid further suspicion. He can repay the promised reward later by using the method of removing the mental pollution from those who have lost control... The Deep-sea Naga's hair can be entrusted to Mr. " The Hanged Man," while the properties of the Human-skinned Shadow will have to be acquired by himself... There's been no news from Emlyn White and Mr. " Eye of Wisdom " Stanton for over a month; we need to find another channel... Hmm, it's been so long, the High-Sequence powerhouses of the Rose School of Thought shouldn't be closely monitoring the " Bravehearts " bar anymore. I'll go check it out this evening and see if I can contact Miss Sharron and Maric... Klein quickly came up with an idea.
In order to get to the " Bravehearts " bar, he first had to go to the East Borough and change into his work clothes at the one-bedroom house he had rented on Black Palm Street.
With that in mind, he walked towards the public carriage stop across the street.
In the Green Cemetery, on the outskirts of the West Borough.
Wearing a black veil Fors Wall walked quietly beside Dorian Gray, a member of the Abraham Family, as they went to pay respects at the graves of Lawrence, Anlisa, and others.
As she moved forward silently, her thoughts were entirely focused on the extraordinary material, the "Stomach of Spirit Eater."
She knew she had already digested the " Apprentice " Potion, and as long as she obtained the " Spirit Eater's Stomach," she could become a " Trickmaster." However, she still had no clue about the corresponding item, and " The Sun," who was the most likely to help her, dared not hold the ritual or invite her friends to hunt " Spirit Eater " because of what had happened before.
In order to improve as quickly as possible and take another step towards breaking free from the Full Moon Curse, she even prayed to Mr. The Fool, asking his Blessed to help her find materials. During this process, she revealed that her new book was being published and that she would soon receive a guaranteed royalty, in order to prove that she had sufficient purchasing power. She was not worried about Mr. The Fool finding out her real identity, because she believed that Mr. The Fool was certainly aware of it.
In the secluded, peaceful, and chilly setting, Fors and Dorian stopped at Lawrence's grave.
Looking at the posthumous photograph and reading the epitaph that read, "He was a good teacher," Dorian Gray remained silent for a long time before finally sighing and saying:
"How ironic..."
"Why?" Fors asked in surprise.
She had heard Lawrence mention that he was a public school teacher in City of Constant, Awwa County, which is why she used that epitaph.
"This has nothing to do with you; it's a matter for our family." Dorian gave a self-deprecating laugh and bent down to put down the flowers.
After straightening up, he looked straight ahead and suddenly spoke:
" Fors, do you want to become Beyonder? The kind I described in my letter."