Inside the Cathedral of the Storms, the dome is high and wide, the arches are continuous, and the murals on all sides are connected without a blank space. The main colors are gold and blue, which makes people feel sacred and solemn as they walk inside, and they involuntarily lower their heads.
Alger Wilson, who frequently encountered Hidden Existence and held long-term gatherings in palaces that resembled the abode of gods, no longer felt the same awe or reverence for them as before. However, he did not show it. Like the Sailor around him, he kept his head down, his feet moving softly and quietly, and he dared not even breathe loudly.
In the quiet atmosphere, led by the pastor, they arrived at the clergy quarters behind the church and were each given a room.
As Alger closed the door, he saw only blood-red Moonlight streaming in through the window, making the environment cold and eerie, while countless Specter and Wraith seemed to be watching the real world through a thin veil.
Whenever a " Blood Moon " appears, Spirituality always surges, and the power originating from the Spirit World and Hell is greatly enhanced. Negative emotions of living beings also erupt, and the higher the Sequence, the more pronounced the feeling.
Faintly, Alger heard weeping, shouting, and whispering, a stark contrast to the solemn atmosphere he had felt inside the Cathedral of the Storms.
Before his eyes appeared illusory arms, extending outwards from the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, like a three-dimensional pale forest.
Alger, aware of the abnormality of the " Blood Moon," did not panic at all. He removed his captain's hat, went into the washroom, and washed his face with tap water.
During this process, he suddenly heard a melodious and beautiful song.
The song was indistinct, seemingly coming from the center of the island, yet it lingered and echoed, as if right beside Alger. It did not evoke fear, but rather felt like a woman far from her family, relatives, and lover, standing on the edge of a cliff, watching the surging tide, softly singing, heavy with sorrow.
Alger tore off a towel, wiped his face, and then listened intently for a few seconds.
He gradually frowned, took out a small iron box from a hidden pocket in his priest's robe, and brought it close to his ear.
This contains the Beyonder Characteristic of the " Ocean Songster " that he purchased from "The World." He suspects that the residual spirit within the item has temporarily increased under the influence of the Blood Moon.
As the metal box drew closer, parts of the song in Alger's ear suddenly became clearer, and the emotions of melancholy, sadness, longing, and pain seemed almost tangible.
However, apart from that, there were still faint, ancient songs drifting by, clearly distinct from the clearer parts, seemingly singing in harmony!
"Whose singing is this? It sounds like Elf's... Is it an item from within the church that originated from Elf? Does this Beyonder Characteristic ' Ocean Songster ' quality on me originate from an Elf?" Alger nodded, somewhat speculating.
Because they both belong to the " Sailor " path, the Church of Storms has been collecting Elf relics. Some of these Sealed Artifact have been used to make Potion, some have been sealed underground, and some, with minor negative effects, have been rewarded to clergy. Therefore, it is not surprising that similar things would trigger each other and cause anomalies on the night of the Blood Moon.
If it's a magical item, then there's no problem at all. If it's Sealed Artifact, the fact that the song can penetrate the barrier means it's definitely not simple... Alger pulled himself out of his thoughts, brushed his teeth, and lay down on the bed.
He quickly fell asleep and entered a dream.
After an unknown amount of time, Alger suddenly became somewhat awake, vaguely aware that he was dreaming, but also consciously looking around.
He discovered that above him was the rippling, deep blue sea, layer upon layer, obscuring the sky completely. Ahead lay a magnificent palace that appeared to be made of coral, tall, grand, dark, and gloomy.
Alger instinctively walked towards the palace and stepped through the open doors.
Inside, towering coral pillars support an exaggerated dome, and the walls and ceiling are covered with murals depicting the terror of Storm.
At the far end, hundreds of meters away, a seat inlaid with sapphires, emeralds, and lustrous pearls sits atop nine steps, attracting considerable attention.
Alger looked over and saw a woman sitting there in an elaborate, simple long dress. Her hair was black and shiny, tied in a high bun, and her features were soft and delicate. She possessed a beauty that was not prejudiced against by the changing times.
The woman had a cold expression, slightly pointed ears, and deep brown eyes, looking down at Alger.
She was toying with an intricately patterned gold wine glass in her hand.
Just as Alger was about to speak, the woman's eyes blazed with a bright silver light, as if lightning had struck, and she burst forth, piercing through the dream!
Huff... Alger sat up, instinctively taking a breath, feeling that the dream he had just had was both blurry and clear.
What's blurred are the woman's features, the details of the murals, and the specific appearance of the coral palace; what's clear are her eyes that seem to hold lightning and her slightly pointed ears.
A high-ranking Elf? Under the influence of the Blood Moon, the item she left behind resonated with my " Ocean Songster " Beyonder Characteristic, thus affecting my dreams? Alger made guesses while casually wondering which item it might be.
Because of his low status, his knowledge of Sealed Artifact and magical items was limited, but he also possessed some knowledge that others were unaware of. He quickly set a goal:
"' Calamity ' Cohinem?"
" The Book of Calamity that He left behind should have already been delivered to Passo Island..."
"After I finish my report and leave, I'll ask Mr. ' The Fool ' if what happened just now will have any negative consequences..."
Alger dared not utter the name of " The Fool " at the headquarters of the Church of Storms.
After daybreak, he showed no signs of anything amiss. Led by a servant, he entered a room with a long table and was questioned by the three " Mandated Punishers."
Of these three deacons, only one has dark blue hair. This is because it is not a change that will necessarily occur after taking the " Sailor " pathway Potion, but this trait will be inherited quite stubbornly. Just like the Elf, who originally had more black hair than blue hair, but in modern times, most of the mixed-race children with Elf blood have blue hair.
Alger sat down at the head of the long table and answered the deacons' questions methodically, recounting what he had done at sea, what he planned to do, what he had succeeded in, and what he had failed in.
This will allow for comparison with other crew members' accounts, preventing anyone from lying.
Towards the end of his report, the dark blue-haired deacon glanced at Alger and asked in a deep voice:
Do you know ' Admiral of Stars ' Cattleya?
Not only did he know... Alger was almost startled, and after thinking for a moment, he replied:
"I saw you at the pirate convention."
The deacon didn't dwell on the previous question, and said directly:
"Find a way to get to know her and investigate Gehrman Sparrow's situation through her."
So that's how it is... because Gehrman hunted " Admiral of Blood "? Alger asked, feigning ignorance:
What has Gehrman Sparrow done now?
The dark blue-haired butler said irritably:
"He almost destroyed Bayam! Okay, that's not something you need to know. Anyway, remember Gehrman Sparrow is a very dangerous guy, backed by a Concealment, evil organization with Demigod, and an enemy of the Rose School of Thought!"
Nearly destroyed Bayam? The organization has Demigod? It's hostile to the Rose School of Thought? Alger deliberately made no attempt to hide his astonishment.
He had assumed that Gehrman was receiving extra attention because he had hunted " Admiral of Blood " Senor, but little did he know that things were far more complicated and exaggerated than he had imagined!
What exactly did Gehrman Sparrow do? I need to find the scene and take a look when I pass by Bayam... Also, isn't the Aurora Order our Tarot Club's mortal enemy? Wasn't Mr. The Fool always targeting the " True Creator "? How did it become, no, another Rose School of Thought? Alger muttered to himself.
As for the fact that Tarot Club Demigod, he wasn't surprised; in fact, he felt it made perfect sense. How could an ancient being's subordinate not have Demigod?
Moreover, the mysterious and silent death of " Admiral Hurricane " Qilangos had already convinced him that Mr. The Fool had a High-Sequence Blessed!
Fortunately, my meeting with Gehrman was very Concealment, otherwise things would have been troublesome... Alger listened quietly, asked no further questions, accepted the task as usual, and got up to leave the room.
Outside 160 Böklund Street in North Borough Backlund, servants lined up in two rows to greet their master.
With graying temples and deep Blue Eyes, Dawn Dantès, dressed in a tailcoat, wearing a silk top hat and carrying a gold-plated cane, walked past the servants to the entrance of the three-story building, accompanied by his butler Walter and personal valet Richardson.
Here awaited him was Taneja, the housekeeper he had chosen this morning.
She was in her early forties, with her hair neatly tied up in a bun. Her features were ordinary, but she had a capable air about her. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and a long black and white dress that was different from a maid's dress.
Klein learned from the information and interview that the woman was born in the East Borough, was a follower of the Evernight Goddess, and at the age of 15 chose to receive training from a church charity fund to become a qualified maid.
Thanks to more than ten years of hard work and free courses at night school, she rose from the lowest-ranking maid to the head maid in a wealthy family. After the daughter of the family got married, she followed them to the housekeeper's home until the family faced a financial crisis, at which point she had to leave. She was very experienced in managing a household.
The lady had just signed the contract and received £1,000 in cash from Dawn Dantès at the beginning of the month when she began arguing with the butler Walter, about whether to buy or rent the carriage.
In her view, since Mr. Dantès's goal was to enter high society and move to the West Borough or even Queens Borough, his carriage would definitely need to be specially customized so as not to be unbecoming. Before that, renting a high-end carriage for a year and then customizing one when things looked promising was a more reasonable choice, neither wasteful nor impolite.
She convinced Walter, and of course Klein, because renting a high-class carriage for a year, including the horses, cost only £88, and a two-wheeled carriage £42.
Indeed, controlling household expenses requires someone skilled in comparison and calculation... Klein sighed, smiled and nodded at Taneja, and stepped through the door of the three-story building.
This will be the next stage for billionaire Dawn Dantès.