If we delve deeper, it will most likely lead to the " Rose Redemption," or even a hidden " Red Angel "... Just now, I was almost dancing on the edge of a cliff several times... Fortunately, I restrained my impulse and suppressed my curiosity about the strange situation in the Green Lemon Restaurant and the Telegraph Office... Klein looked away, only to find that even the " The Sun Brooch " couldn't prevent a layer of cold sweat from seeping down his back.
Compared to the arrival of a " True Creator," the unknown, unexploded scenario is far more terrifying. At least, Klein can't help but imagine what he would see and what would happen if he kicked open the telegraph office door, or went around to the back and climbed in through a window.
He kept imagining all sorts of bizarre and terrifying scenarios, which terrified him.
Meanwhile, he decided to prepare the Sun Holy Water for the passengers who had eaten in Bansy Harbor the previous night to prevent any potential safety hazards.
"What's wrong?" Elland noticed Gehrman Sparrow's unusual behavior.
"I remembered something from the past." Klein used his " Clown " ability to keep his facial expression normal, while inwardly he was glad that he hadn't taken any risks last night and had now successfully left Bansy Harbor.
Regarding the hidden secrets of the " Rose Redemption " and the " Angel King " here, he had only one thought:
Report it immediately!
Should we let them live through the New Year of 1351 if we don't report them?
If he chooses to conceal it and wait until he has a high enough Sequence and strong enough strength to explore and reap the corresponding benefits, but something happens in the meantime, the danger is detonated prematurely, or the cultists still survive and kill one innocent traveler after another, Klein feels that he will definitely feel very guilty and carry a heavy burden. In this way, he will be very close to losing control.
Of course, there are proper methods and approaches to reporting. Klein wasn't foolish enough to tell Elland directly or write an anonymous letter to the Church of Storms, as that would cause a lot of trouble. First, the authorities would definitely launch a strong investigation into Gehrman Sparrow's background, and many things would inevitably be exposed if investigated thoroughly. Second, it might expose his current identity to " Rose Redemption," attracting the pursuit of an " Angel King."
Klein's plan was to use "The World" to mention the anomaly in Bansy Harbor when the Tarot Club was held in a couple of days, and then use " The Fool " to casually introduce " Rose Redemption " and " Angel King." As a person related to the Church of Storms, " The Hanged Man " naturally knew what to do next.
This will be his chance to make a name for himself!
As for the issue of the Medici Family's direct descendants, Klein didn't even consider it, because neither he nor Miss Sharron had any intention of rescuing the Evil Spirit in the underground ruins.
Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow was clearly unwilling to talk about his past, Elland chuckled, took out a small black wooden box, and tossed it over.
Klein reached out and caught it, his eyes conveying his confusion.
" The Merfolk's swim bladder can be used to craft items; it's very useful at sea."
The extraordinary materials from the Merfolk... over 150 pounds... the captain is very generous... Klein almost forgot how Gehrman Sparrow should react at this moment.
Fortunately, he was quite experienced in Acting, and immediately put on a serious face and said:
I didn't save you for any reward.
Elland laughed heartily and said:
"I'm giving you this not to repay your rescue."
"We're friends, right? Isn't it normal for me to help a friend make up for what they don't have?"
That makes perfect sense, there's no way to refute it... Klein held the small black wooden box, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded.
Elland covered his mouth and yawned, then took off his boat-shaped hat and said:
"I need to go back to my room and catch up on some sleep. See you at noon."
Klein waved politely and led Danitz to the outside of room 312.
He saw that Donna and Denton, the two siblings, had gotten up early and were waiting at the door.
" Sparrow, what are you holding in your hand?" Donna asked curiously.
Klein didn't say anything, but simply opened the lid of the small black wooden box.
Inside, a layer of black velvet was laid out, and in the center, a round, transparent, gem-like object was placed quietly, its azure-blue radiance rippling outwards in layers.
"That day, the Merfolk's..." Denton thought for a moment, then said heavily, "The swim bladder!"
At this moment, at Klein's signal, Danitz opened the door.
Donna entered with light steps, extending her hand from behind her back.
She was holding a thick wad of cash, in 10-pound and 5-pound denominations.
"My dad, mom, Uncle Krivis and his family, and Uncle Dimodo's family asked me to give you this, 150 pounds!" Donna said with a sweet smile. "They said it's not enough to express their gratitude, just to make up for the supplies you've used up, um... those things must have been expensive, right?"
"It's alright." Klein thought for a moment, then accepted the 150 pounds as a token of gratitude, so as not to make ordinary people like Uldi feel uneasy.
Seeing Gehrman Sparrow stuff the cash and the small black wooden box into his pocket at the same time, Donna breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that she had finally completed the task her parents had given her.
She quickly got into character, regaining her true feelings about coming to visit, and asked with a mixture of curiosity and a little fear:
" Sparrow, what kind of Monster were those last night? Are ghost stories true? Are your abilities to jump out of flames and make light fall innate? Is it magic or witchcraft?"
Stop, stop, stop, you're asking too many questions... Klein, unbearably hot, took off the " The Sun Brooch," tossed it onto the living room desk, and casually replied:
"This is called an extraordinary ability, acquired through certain rituals and Potion."
"Many ghost stories have real-life counterparts; last night's Monster was created through an evil ritual."
"Ask him about other things."
Klein glanced at Danitz.
"How amazing..." Denton and Donna exclaimed at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, Donna's eyes lit up as she spoke:
" Sparrow, you're just like the 'Superman' that Emperor Roselle described!"
"Can we, too, become like you through rituals and Potion?"
Denton nodded emphatically, echoing his sister's words, and both of them felt a surge of anticipation.
Just then, Donna noticed a hint of sadness in Gehrman Sparrow's eyes.
Immediately, she saw the corners of this strange uncle's mouth widen and turn upwards, revealing a rather odd smile.
Klein said in a deep voice:
This is not something to envy or look forward to.
"Once you choose this path, you will always be accompanied by danger and madness."
"You can win against them a hundred times, a thousand times, but if you lose just once, you'll end up like that Depravity bishop."
As he spoke, he leaned on his cane, took off his tuxedo, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
One of his arms had become withered and wrinkled, like that of a centenarian, while the other was transparent and colorless, allowing one to see the blood vessels, muscles, and tendons beneath the skin.
At the same time, his face sprouted a dense mass of pale fleshy buds, which frightened Donna and Denton so much that they stumbled backward and bumped into the door.
Klein, his face covered in tiny fleshy buds, maintained a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth as he spoke:
Did you see it clearly?
"This is madness."
No... Donna and Denton almost lost their minds, stumbling open the Door Opening and running out.
After rushing forward a few steps, they lost their balance and fell to the ground.
"It's so scary, so scary..." Denton kept crying out softly.
Just then, they heard the door to room 312 slam shut.
Donna gradually calmed down, unable to bear thinking about what Gehrman Sparrow had looked like: granulations of flesh covered every inch of his face, his arms were either wrinkled or transparent, not much better looking than the Monster from last night.
For some reason, she remembered the other person's eyes, and the phrase, "This is madness."
Her vision suddenly blurred, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
" Donna, Donna, what's wrong?" Denton was startled by her reaction, forgetting that he was also very scared.
Donna sobbed as she said:
"I have no idea...
"I just... I just suddenly felt so... so sad."
Inside room 312.
Danitz clicked his tongue when he saw that Klein had returned to normal.
"Actually, there's no need to scare children like that; it'll give them nightmares. Just tell them directly that taking the Potion is dangerous."
He had barely finished speaking when a hardwood cane, stained with blood and dirt, flew towards him, accompanied by a monotone statement:
"Wash it clean."
Danitz reached out and caught it, his smile freezing on his face.
Inside the Earl Hall's luxurious villa in Backlund, Queens Borough.
Audrey stood behind the white, gold-trimmed railing on the second floor, watching the servants on the first floor come and go, busy with their tasks.
According to the customs of the Kingdom of Loen, nobles with fiefs would leave Backlund a week after the New Year's Ball and return to their own territories to enjoy a pleasant life in the countryside or castle. They would then return to the capital in June to resume their daily social life. Of course, Earl Hall, a powerful noble and banker, would have to travel back and forth between the two places frequently to handle business.
Moving is not an easy task. Many things need to be packed in advance and some servants will take them back to the manor or castle beforehand. Only after everything is ready will the masters embark on their journey.
After this Tarot Gathering ends, I should be on the Steam train back to East Chester County... I hope that Vampire can really get his hands on the fruit of the Elder Tree and the blood of the Mirror Dragon so that I can become a " Psychiatrist " before leaving Backlund... Audrey thought to herself, her mind wandering.
Just then, Countess Caitlyn walked over and asked with a smile:
"What are you thinking about? Hmm... You're an adult now. Once you return to Backlund in June, you can find some things to do. Do you have any plans?"
Audrey answered almost without thinking:
"Mom, I want to go to the church's charity."
"I want to truly understand this world..." she silently added to herself.
"A good idea," the Countess agreed.
She then gave a few instructions, went downstairs, and began checking on the household affairs.
Audrey composed herself, turned her head, and smiled slightly at the golden retriever squatting beside her:
" Susie, are you excited? You'll be able to run freely across the green fields and chase each other through the lush woods again."
She was teasing Susie, because the other dog wasn't a good hunting dog and was therefore given away as a freebie.
Susie instinctively wanted to stick out her tongue, but ladylikely stopped herself from doing so.
It answered without hiding its emotions:
"Of course I like running, but I hate those savage guys."
"Does this refer to the foxhounds that Dad and the others keep?" Audrey pursed her lips, trying to suppress her smile.
She glanced up at the wall clock and realized it was almost time for the Tarot Gathering.