Gehrman Sparrow... Dorian felt a throbbing in his forehead, his hands involuntarily clenched, and his body inexplicably tensed up.
Being in Pritz Harbor, whether by choice or by circumstance, he was more aware of the various rumors circulating at sea than the citizens of Backlund who relied on newspapers for their information.
In recent months, he has been hearing about Gehrman Sparrow from various sources, from killing "Iron" Maviti to severely injuring " Vice Admiral Ailment " Tracy and successfully hunting " Admiral of Blood " Senor, and these stories are all tinged with madness.
He left the sea and came to Backlund? And he hasn't changed his madness! Dorian the fear and wariness that subconsciously rose within him, looked at his student, and said in a deep voice:
"Contact this bounty Hunter less often in the future."
"He'll get into big trouble someday, and it won't be long."
The teacher was indeed experienced and had a sharp eye, seeing through Mr. "World"'s true nature immediately... Unfortunately, I'm already a member of the Tarot Club, so I can't avoid contact... Fors adjusted her mindset and nodded sincerely:
"Yes, teacher."
Dorian calmed himself down and took another deep look at his former student, now his enemy, Lewis Wien.
However, this " Traveler " could no longer speak, and not even a trace of his Spirituality remained.
After a few seconds of silence, Dorian leaned back slightly and looked at Fors, saying:
"You just said you paid £10,000 as a bounty?"
He didn't know much about Fors's financial situation, only that the student was a bestselling Author who should have a lot of royalties, and that he seemed to be doing quite well in the circles of Beyonder, always getting high-paying deals. So, it wasn't too shocking or unacceptable that he could save £10,000.
Fors shifted slightly, looking a little guilty, and said:
"The premium is too high?"
She deliberately used this rhetorical question to cover up the fact that she had overstated prices, thus making it seem like she had little experience in this area.
Dorian shook his head:
No, it's too cheap.
"It's so cheap that I can't help but suspect that Gehrman Sparrow has ulterior motives."
As a member of the repeatedly troubled Abraham Family, he always maintained a high degree of vigilance.
In the jargon of various clubs and parties, this is called a member price... Fors muttered to himself, then "frankly" said:
"There were other agreements, including that all of Lewis Wien's belongings would belong to him, that some effective assistance would be provided, and that I promised to compensate him approximately £3,000 should he urgently need cash later."
"That's barely reasonable," Dorian nodded slightly. "Normally, assassinating Lewis Wien, who has the backing of the Aurora Order Society, would cost at least £30,000. Well, if there are other circumstances, the price will have to go up."
"Mr. World" used Demigod- level ability from " Lemano's Travel Notes "... This must be an unexpected situation... A Saint of the Aurora Order? Fors Tarot Club Society, was no stranger to the structure of the Aurora Order, and frowned without hiding his embarrassment:
"That does seem a bit unusual. Perhaps he urgently needs the money?"
Dorian thought for a moment and said:
"Perhaps he's more interested in Lewis Wien's Beyonder Characteristic; for other Beyonder, this could be crafted into quite useful magical items, provided he can find the right ' Artisan '..."
Dorian paused for two seconds, then added:
"Don't worry about it too much, just stay away from him afterward."
"Perhaps he's been eyeing Lewis Wien for a while, and is using the intelligence you provided to carry out his operation, which also generates extra revenue."
Dorian didn't continue the topic, but instead pulled a fist-sized pure crystal ball from his pocket:
"It is made of Star Crystal and can effectively enhance your Astrology."
As the sunlight streamed through the window, the crystal ball rippled with dazzling "waves."
Before Fors could refuse, Dorian chuckled:
" Lewis Wien is my enemy, and I should pay the reward for eliminating him. I don't have that much cash on hand, so I can only offer some goods as payment."
"No, it's not necessary..." Fors shook his head, half-heartedly and half-insincerely.
Honestly, when she decided to get rid of Lewis Wien, she simply wanted to avenge her teacher and hadn't considered the possible rewards that might follow. In reality, she couldn't refuse.
Dorian's expression turned serious as he said:
Do you want me to feel guilty and uneasy?
"Don't worry, your teacher has some wealth."
Fors nodded in agreement:
"All right."
Dorian smiled again:
"Also, I brought you the ' Scribe's' Potion recipe. You can collect the necessary materials while you're working with the ' Astrologer ' Potion. Hehe, I'll give you one of the main ingredients, the Asman's Brain; the rest you'll have to figure out on your own."
Asman is Monster that only exists in ancient legends. It resembles an unprotected human brain, large enough to fill a room. It can not only create terrifying illusions, but also kill those who attack it with its own methods.
As they spoke, Dorian took out a piece of yellowish-brown parchment and handed it to Fors.
Fors gratefully accepted the package and quickly glanced at the main materials:
"A complete Asman's Brain, a cursed artifact of Ancient Evil Spirit..."
Hoping to gather the remaining materials before finishing the " Astrologer " Potion... Fors had just rolled up the parchment when he saw his teacher Dorian, take a pure gold box out of his suitcase.
"Remove the Wall of Spirituality," Dorian said as he opened the lid.
"Without the Golden Isolation, the Asman's Brain will continuously influence you, causing hallucinations and eventually leading to mental breakdown."
Inside the square box, a grayish-white, wrinkled, and convex, semi-transparent object, only one-fifth the size of Lewis Wien's head, sat quietly.
As expected of a family with a long history... Fors thanked them sincerely again, took the pure gold box, skillfully closed the lid, and sealed it with Wall of Spirituality.
Dorian didn't stop. Instead, he made an excuse to have Fors step aside while he set up a ritual, summoning Marmot, a void creature that loved music, and took out two stacks of documents from the creature's spherical body.
--Those three items were things he had prepared for Fors after being frightened by the news about Mr. "The Door," so he had kept them with him beforehand.
"These are two properties in Backlund, one in Hillston Borough and the other in Cherwood Borough. Both are in good locations, and the total price should be around £6,500. You can keep whatever you sell them for," Dorian said with a smile.
Although the Abraham Family has declined, as Angel Family with a long history, it still has a considerable amount of assets, including land, forests, houses, estates, and mines. However, Dorian only controls a portion of these assets, with the majority belonging to various smaller families.
The house I'm renting now is worth £2,500 on the market. The area is okay, but the location is so-so... The stuff the teacher gave me today really adds up to about £10,000... Fors couldn't help but sigh to himself.
Inside the Saint Samuel Cathedral, " High Priest of the Deep Blue " Leodero Valentin looked at the " Mandated Punishers opposite him and said:
"What's the result?"
The newly appointed Archbishop of Backlund was an imposing middle-aged man with thick, dark blue hair, large earlobes, and eyes that seemed to hold the power of lightning and Storm at all times.
The " Mandated Punishers " deacon standing in front of his desk was a lean, middle-aged man wearing a modified captain's hat. He had no distinguishing features except for an anchor-shaped, bluish-black tattoo on his neck.
The gentleman replied respectfully:
"Sir, we have apprehended several people who attended that gathering."
"But they didn't know who the other people were, let alone the identity of the one who assassinated Mr. X."
"Based on their description, the attacker was around 1.6 meters tall, most likely a woman, but the possibility of a shorter man cannot be ruled out."
Radar suppressed his anger and said:
What are your plans next?
"Since we don't yet know who Mr. X invited to the party, and women around 1.6 meters tall are quite common, our plan is to superficially lower our guard, only keeping an eye on a few suspicious targets, and turning those we apprehend into informants. Without our pressure, those Lunatic from the Aurora Order will definitely take the initiative to find the murderer and avenge Mr. X. They should have a general area to investigate. In this way, we can not only find the assassin, but also discover clues about the Aurora Order." The lean middle-aged man explained in detail.
Radar nodded thoughtfully and said:
" Roy, remember to apply for 'Level 1' Sealed Artifact when you take action."
"The situation on the ground indicates that the Aurora Order has at least one Saint in Backlund, and the assassin's strength is also greater than a normal Sequence 5, with Demigod backing him as well."
"Yes, Your Excellency Cardinal," Roy Wellington said, clenching his right fist against his left chest.
" Dawn, you always exceed my expectations. It hasn't been long, and you've already completed the ' Book of Wisdom ' section of the ' Revelation of Evernight '." Inside the Saint Samuel Cathedral, Bishop Electra closed the sacred text in his hands and smiled at the devout, wealthy man with graying temples and deep Blue Eyes in front of him.
Klein smiled and said:
"This is what a believer should do."
"Is the next part of the study of the ' Epistles of the Saints '?"
"Yes, which Saint do you intend to begin with?" Bishop Electra asked.
Klein glanced around and chuckled:
"Let's go with Saint Samuel."
Bishop Electra was not surprised by this, and explained earnestly:
" Saint Samuel was the Archbishop of Backlund during the Trunsoest Empire. He made outstanding contributions to the spread of the Goddess faith and entered the Kingdom of God during his lifetime, becoming Angel..."
As he spoke, he flipped to the corresponding " Epistles of the Saints ".
Just then, Klein was suddenly struck by Spirit Intuition, and felt a deep malice and evil intent suddenly spreading upstairs.
Immediately afterwards, a cool, deep sensation emanated from the ground, soothing everything, and the church returned to its previous tranquility.
Bishop Electra, snapping out of her daze, looked at Dawn Dantès, and said:
"Excuse me, I just remembered something else."
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