Your butler may be researching black magic;
Your personal male servant secretly believes in Death;
"Your neighbor is someone with supernatural powers;"
"There might be some secrets in your neighborhood that cause strange dreams..."
"You should understand the meaning of some of these words, so we won't explain them further. May the goddess protect you."
... Klein looked at the letter in his hand, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but make a self-deprecating remark to himself:
Judging from the contents of this letter alone, I'm really in a terrible situation...
And the things it describes don't seem to be Error...
Klein shook his head with a smile, then suddenly jerked the letter to the side with one hand.
Crimson flames then rose up and engulfed the paper.
Anyway, Miss Hugh and Miss " Magician " are quite kind. The only problem is that I already know what they reminded me of, and I know the details better than they do... Klein muttered as he rummaged through the mushrooms he had hidden earlier.
There are four types in total. The first is a dried product that can react with water and fish, which comes in three varieties. The second is a new variety with a golden cap and a flour-like aroma. The third is white with black spots, fluffy and swollen, as if liquid is flowing inside, and has a strong milky smell. The fourth has peculiar gill-like organs on both sides and its surface is covered with fine but soft scales.
Klein glanced at the mushrooms, took out a gold coin, flicked it upwards, and caught it steadily.
Having confirmed the results, he removed the ordinary gloves he had been wearing, revealing his bare skin, and directly picked up the three new types of mushrooms, attempting to verify some details that Frank Lee had not mentioned.
The mushrooms felt normal to the touch and showed no change, so Klein breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer worried that their danger level had exceeded the forbidden line.
He was quite afraid that these mushrooms would immediately spread their roots, devour and grow, and spread spores as soon as they came into contact with anything with flesh and blood.
"Perhaps it's because the gas lamps are too bright right now, or perhaps these mushrooms lost most of their activity after being picked and will only revive under special conditions, such as the environment of an organism's stomach..." Klein, with an empirical spirit, drew all the heavy curtains in the master bedroom and turned off all the gas lamps.
Then, he picked up the new variety of mushrooms with his bare hands again to make sure they were normal and had not been sucking his flesh.
After finishing this task, Klein relit the wall lamps, set up the ritual, and sacrificed the mushrooms onto the Gray Fog.
Sitting in the " The Fool's" seat, he didn't rush to summon the " Creeping Hunger," but instead sent a small metal vial containing his own blood onto the bronze table.
Immediately afterwards, he poured a drop of blood onto the table and pushed the three new mushrooms there.
In just a second, the parts of these mushrooms that were near the blood suddenly softened, wriggled and wrapped around it, and dense, needle-like tendrils grew out of the contact surface.
"..." Klein's lips twitched slightly as he watched. He directly used a small amount of power from the mysterious space above the Gray Fog to suppress all the mushrooms, then sent the drop of blood back into the metal vial and closed the lid.
Having roughly grasped the characteristics of these mushrooms, he wasted no more time and beckoned " Creeping Hunger " to fly over from the pile of debris.
Taking the thin human skin glove, Klein placed it on the table and released the mushroom from its confinement.
Then he saw " Creeping Hunger " stand up on its five fingers and retreat rapidly like playing the piano.
"Are you scared now?" Klein smiled kindly and grabbed the human skin glove, "gifting" a small amount of power from the mysterious space above the Gray Fog.
Then, he grabbed a mushroom with his other hand and brought it towards the " Creeping Hunger."
The human skin glove struggled desperately but could not break free, and began to tremble noticeably.
Klein paused, holding the mushroom, and chuckled softly:
Do we still constantly praise the ' True Creator '?
The " Creeping Hunger " continued to struggle, offering no response.
Klein thought for a moment and then conceded:
"I permit you to recite the praise once a day, either in the morning or in the evening."
The " Creeping Hunger " struggle weakened, but did not stop.
Tsk... Klein continued the conversation without showing any emotion:
"Then praise me three times a day, at the times of breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but you must remind me in advance."
After struggling for a moment, the " Creeping Hunger " suddenly lay sprawled on the table and ceased all movement.
After further communication, Klein successfully reached an agreement with " Creeping Hunger " on this issue. However, the instinct to eat people every day is an inherent trait of the creature, and communication alone cannot reduce it much. They still need to wait for Azik to provide an effective sealing method. At present, Klein can only allow " Creeping Hunger " to be carried without eating people, but it needs to be fed every 24 hours.
What a hassle... Fortunately, " Creeping Hunger " has enhanced its living characteristics after merging with Mr. A and the mushroom, otherwise it would be impossible to make such specific communication... Klein sighed for a moment, then performed Divination on the recent events, concluding that he was not in much danger, and preliminarily confirmed that there were extraordinary factors involved in the Caron suicide case.
After his busy work, he left the Gray Fog and returned to the real world to continue waiting for Mr. Azik's reply.
On Saturday evening, Klein, dressed in a formal suit and accompanied by his personal valet Richardson, arrived at Saint Samuel Cathedral by carriage to attend a charity gala held by the Church of Evernight.
After passing through the main entrance, he was led by the pastor to a large hall on the side.
Here is a shrine containing a sacred emblem representing the Evernight Goddess. Several small crystal chandeliers hang from above, and in front are rows of slender candles and inverted metal lids filled with wax.
By this time, they were all lit, illuminating the hall brightly and giving it a sacred feel.
Klein glanced around and saw rows of neatly arranged chairs and elegantly dressed guests.
Among them, women's attire is mainly divided into two categories. One type of dress is either bright or dark, bold and open, revealing large areas of white skin on the chest and arms on both sides. The other type of clothing is fresh in color and quite conservative, with the collarbone only vaguely visible or even covered.
As far as Klein knew, in the Kingdom of Loen, this meant the distinction between married and unmarried women. Widows and divorced women could choose between two different styles of dress, but the former would opt for darker colors.
Besides these, Klein also saw glittering necklaces, exquisite earrings, and all sorts of precious ornaments. Compared to the balls and banquets hosted by Congressman Macht and himself, the guests here were clearly more impressive.
Stepping into the hall, Klein greeted the bishop and councilor Macht, among others, whom he knew, and exchanged pleasantries and chatted.
Just then, a sound came from the doorway. Many guests turned their gazes in that direction, smiled, and went to greet it.
Klein looked in that direction, his gaze first brightening, then freezing.
At the entrance of the hall, the most eye-catching figure was a girl with shiny blonde hair that flowed smoothly down her back. Her eyes were emerald green, as beautiful as jewels, or like the surface of a sea with swirling eddies, making it almost impossible for onlookers to look away.
Her features were striking, her temperament outstanding, and her appearance seemingly flawless. It was difficult for the men and women present to notice what style of dress she was wearing or who designed her jewelry. However, Klein did notice her collarbone necklace. A perfectly round pearl was "set" in the hollow where her two collarbones met, softening the lines of her neck and highlighting a feeling that was both pure and alluring.
Klein had seen her, and he knew her!
She is the "Miss Justice " of the Tarot Club!
Klein saw her face through the " Magic Mirror Divination " back then!
Suddenly, Klein looked away, not daring to look any longer.
This was his instinctive reaction, mainly because he knew that Miss " Justice " was Beyonder through the " Spectator " channel. If he attracted her attention, she could easily interpret his true thoughts and hidden secrets from his facial expressions, body language, and aura.
With a thought flashing through his mind, Klein forcibly turned his head back and continued to look at Miss " Justice's " face.
He realized that the problem with the previous avoidance was bigger and more obvious:
How could a gentleman who appreciates women of different styles not take a few more glances at such an exceptionally beautiful young woman?
At the same time, Audrey noticed something unusual about a certain gentleman:
"His temples were already turning gray, but his appearance and demeanor were quite good, giving him a profound air... This must be Mr. Dawn Dantès, who donated tens of thousands of pounds to try and establish a fund to help the poor with their education..."
"His reaction just now was a bit strange; it seemed like he was trying to hide something..."
For Audrey, Dawn Dantès. She had encountered far too many similar situations. Some men, upon seeing her, would indeed instinctively turn their heads away and look to the side, as if afraid of being discovered by her, afraid of making eye contact with her, afraid of exposing the momentary infatuation that surfaced within them.
Therefore, what was strange about Dawn Dantès was not that he looked away, but that he later turned his gaze back. In addition, what Audrey found most problematic was that the gentleman seemed more surprised than amazed.
"What is he surprised about? And what is he trying to hide?" Audrey asked with these questions and a faint smile, as she followed her parents and brothers and greeted the people who had gathered around.
Seeing that Miss Justice was no longer paying attention to him, Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself:
"I need to be careful later and Acting the role of Dawn Dantès well, so that the ' Spectator ' can't see anything wrong with it."
"Hmm... Regardless of whether Miss ' Justice ' noticed or not, I need to come up with a reason for my unusual reaction just now..."
"Miss ' Justice ' is indeed from a noble family. I wonder what her name and surname are. I'll have to ask Macht or Bishop Electra later..."
Lost in thought, Klein frowned slightly, feeling as if someone was watching him. He quickly followed his Spirituality intuition and glanced at the doorway.
In the shadows outside the door, a large golden retriever was silently crouching there... Mobile version URL: