"Tap tap tap," the radio receiver spat out a new, illusory piece of white paper in the dim light and crimson Moonlight.
"A Zoroast Family Angel Parasitism within Leonard Mitchell, and He once Tampering my answers."
Angel? Is an Angel Parasitism Leonard's body? The Angel Klein of the Zoroast Family in the Fourth Age, although he was mentally prepared to hear some terrible secrets, was still startled by what the Magic Mirror Arrodes revealed.
This is both a concern and a surprise.
Angel refer to those Beyonder at Sequence 2 and Sequence 1, who are quite close to the position of true gods. They possess various strange characteristics and can even influence those of Low-Sequence within a certain range to some extent. They are important figures standing at the top of the real world. In major churches, only the Pope, Patriarch, and certain legendary Ascetic are Angel on Earth. Therefore, Klein believes that being Parasitism by a powerful being of this level is not a good thing.
"In the dark Second Age, Angel could possess divine names and serve as subordinates of the Old Gods..."
"I haven't had much direct or indirect contact with Angel. One is Amon ' Blasphemer,' another is Cohinem the ' Queen of Calamity,' another is the Evil Spirit is suspected to be the ' Red Angel ' Medici,' another is Ouroboros the ' The Tail Devourer ' mentioned by the little ' The Sun,' another is Zaratul the ' Miracle Invoker ' in Roselle's Diary, another is Adam, the son of the Creator, another is Hermes, whose Angel status is uncertain, and another is Will Auceptin, the ' Snake of Fate ' who was in my mother's womb..."
"Except for the last two, the rest seem very sinister. Even the remaining texts can drive Reader mad and out of control... Will the poet eventually become a victim of the Angel's Parasitism...?"
"That explains why he felt like the protagonist of the drama, the special one, and was willing to help me keep the secret... The Zoroast Family possesses the ' Marauder ' pathway, which is the pathway to Stealing other people's extraordinary abilities. So, it's normal that Leonard was able to find and participate in the gathering of the Hermits of Fate... No wonder he volunteered to use ' Blood Vessel Thief ' in the first place; it turns out that the old man helped him Stealing Megose's most powerful ability in one go..."
"Ha, what Hermits of Fate? They're just a bunch of thieves and fraudsters who, at most, changed their targets for Stealing and Deceit to time and Fate later on..."
"In short, the poet's grandfather doesn't seem like a good person, and I need to find a chance to remind him... But the problem is, they're always together, and warning him will only cause the problem to surface sooner."
Klein's mind raced, but he couldn't find a good solution. He had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being and prepare to write back to Mr. Azik and " Mercury Snake " Will Auceptin to see if they had any ideas.
In those few minutes, he even considered using " The Blasphemer " Amon —simply put, revealing to the Son of Creator the fact that the Zoroast Family's Angel Parasitism Leonard Mitchell's body, so that He could go and "eat" that " Parasitism."
As far as Klein knew, during the Fourth Epoch, the Amon Family supported the Tudor Empire, while the Zoroast Family belonged to the Solomon Empire; the two were enemies. Moreover, according to the Law of Beyonder Characteristic Conservation, among the strongest individuals within the same path, the higher their Sequence, the greater the potential for conflict between them, much like the struggle between two " Mercury Snake."
Unfortunately, this plan was ultimately abandoned by Klein due to practical difficulties. Firstly, he had no idea where to find " the Blasphemer " Amon; secondly, he worried that Angel battle would directly destroy Leonard Mitchell; and thirdly, he believed that making Amon stronger might be a very serious problem.
"Let Emlyn try the trade first, and observe the situation. Once we have more details, we'll decide what to do next..." Klein gathered his thoughts and spoke to the radio receiver connected to the Magic Mirror Arrodes:
Ask a question.
The radio receiver's sound became quite cheerful, and the illusory white paper was gently unfurled.
No, it's not necessary.
"This is an adjunct to my question; I don't need to follow the rules."
"Great master, I have noticed something strange outside your room, but I cannot see it clearly. Can you tell me what it is?"
"This Magic Mirror is amazing! It seems to see everything, but it gets interfered with at higher levels, so it's blurred out..." Klein replied calmly.
" The Die of Probability."
With a clicking sound, Arrodes created new words on the illusory white paper:
"Oh... Great master, you may ask your question now."
Klein thought for a moment and said:
"What reminders would you like to give regarding the ' Die of Probability '?"
At this moment, the radio receiver seemed to brighten a little, no longer as eerie as before, and the output of the illusory white paper slowed down:
"It's a particularly stingy and vengeful fellow. You should give it away to someone else as soon as possible!"
"It is an item solidified by the Uniqueness the ' Wheel of Fortune,' and you can give it to any ' Mercury Snake,' and they will be very grateful to you. In short, it is not suitable to be your servant."
"My breath is fading, and your loyal and humble servant Arrodes, must depart. Finally, I praise you once more, my great master, ruler of the Spirit World. Farewell~"
" Uniqueness "... The " Die of Probability " is actually the " Uniqueness " of the " Monster " pathway... This is the first time I've ever seen so-called " Uniqueness." It's truly terrifying; it can digitize the entire real world... The " Monster " pathway is also called the " Wheel of Fortune " pathway. Is Sequence 0 the " Wheel of Fortune "? Klein stared at the radio receiver, which had returned to normal, and for a moment, he couldn't pull his thoughts back.
He did not feel any Greed towards the " Die of Probability," partly because the other party did not belong to the " Seer " path and had extremely terrible negative effects, and partly because he was afraid that over time, the vengeful dice would attract " The Tail Devourer " Ouroboros.
"Even if this thing is placed on the Gray Fog and can be isolated and sealed inside, it can most likely digitize that mysterious space. In the future, Tarot Gathering might turn into tabletop role-playing games..." Klein had never been exposed to such top-level things and had no way of judging what would happen after throwing the " Die of Probability " on the Gray Fog.
He decided to continue intimidating the dice and successfully deliver it to Oravi Island, handing it over to the School of Life members who had the means to seal it. As for the issue of exceeding the mission limit, he didn't care, because the biggest benefit was gaining the friendship of " Snake of Fate " Will Auceptin.
Backlund, Harvest Church.
Emlyn White held the peculiar badge, about the size of an eyeball, and chuckled to himself.
"'The World' is so verbose. It's just about going to Pinster Street in the North Borough to find a Nighthawks named Leonard Mitchell, right? They even made a point of emphasizing that he has a secret and that he can probably drag people into their Dream Divination."
"This is a doubt about my abilities!"
Emlyn stood up, changed into a tuxedo and white shirt, and glanced out the window.
Heh, he has secrets, and so do I. I bet Lord Nibes or some count is secretly watching me. If anything unexpected happens, they'll definitely offer some help... Dream Divination... Emlyn considered for a few seconds, then took out several small metal vials and used the Spirituality rich materials inside to concoct a bottle of azure-blue potion.
He put away the bottle and the medicine, picked up his silk hat, walked out of the lounge, bid farewell to Bishop Utravsky, and left the Harvest Church.
It was only morning, but the sky over Backlund was quite dark, with a thin mist hanging in the air like water.
Emlyn narrowed his eyes, put on his hat, and muttered to himself:
"The sunlight is a bit too bright..."
He flagged down a horse-drawn carriage, headed straight for the Steam station, and spent 6 pence on a first-class ticket to the North Borough.
This saves a lot of time compared to going directly there!
More than forty minutes later, he arrived at his destination and stood outside the door of No. 7 Pinster Street.
Emlyn politely rang the doorbell and waited patiently for a minute.
He was just about to write a note and slip it under the door to arrange a time for his next visit when he finally heard lazy footsteps approaching.
He doesn't seem like a servant... Emlyn nodded almost imperceptibly, took out the potion he had prepared earlier, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it down.
Then, he saw the door open and a man with dark hair and green eyes appear before him. The man was wearing a white casual shirt and black trousers, the hem of which was pulled up and fluttering in the wind, exuding a dashing yet unrestrained air.
Although he's a follower of the Evernight, it must be said that in terms of appearance, he can at least barely compare to us Sanguine... Emlyn removed his hat, slightly raised his chin, and said:
Good morning, are you Mr. Leonard Mitchell?
Leonard frowned slightly, looking at the handsome man with striking red eyes in front of him, then raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned seemingly unintentionally.
"Who are you?"
"A visitor, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with," Emlyn said with a slightly haughty smile, without revealing his identity.
This attitude and feeling gave Leonard a strange sense of familiarity, as if he were seeing his past self, always believing that he was the most special one, the protagonist of the era.
He cleared his throat and said:
"I am just an ordinary citizen and do not accept commissions."
"You can hire a private Detective if you have any problems."
Emlyn White smiled and said:
Only you can accomplish this.
He glanced around and continued:
"I want to buy a magical item that can Stealing other people's extraordinary abilities."
Leonard's gaze sharpened, and he asked in a deep voice:
Who exactly are you?
At this moment, Emlyn didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked around and chuckled.
"It's really amazing; I was Dream Divination almost without realizing it."
He didn't rush to leave, and under Leonard Mitchell's grave expression, he took out the small badge from "The World".
Leonard glanced at it, his expression softening slightly. He tilted his head slightly and paused for a few seconds.
Without a sound, Emlyn White saw the surrounding scenery shatter and disappear rapidly, as if panes of glass were being broken simultaneously.
Leonard scoffed and pointed inside the room:
"Come inside and we'll talk."
P. S.: There was no early update at midnight; tomorrow's update will be at the normal time.