"Should I bribe Will Onsatin with some of the latest flavored ice cream for a bit of luck, to increase the success rate?"
Thoughts raced through Aaron's mind as he looked at East Tussock Manor, whose outline was already visible ahead. He made up his mind:
"I definitely need to get a magical item that can increase spiritual power. I can barely handle this level of spiritual consumption. If I encounter a strong enemy, I might be the first one to fall."
"Hmm, items that can activate spiritual power, the Blood Race must have some. I can make a deal with Miss Louise at the next Chaos Meeting. It seems she's quite short on money too...."
#113Chapter 113 Blood Moon
At the entrance of East Tack Manor, Harland Rooney, who had been promoted to Artisan, Sequence 6 "Mechanical Expert", personally stood at the door to welcome Aaron as he stepped out of the carriage.
Aaron glanced at this loyal attendant who had followed him from Orousel to Backlund, and patted his shoulder with satisfaction.
Unlike Darren Sherlotta, who had accumulated a lot of merit through intelligence work, Harland Rooney, who was more involved in document sorting and appraisal, still had far from enough tools to exchange for the Artisan potion formula.
And Michelle Vide was unwilling to leave Backlund. Considering the possible situation in the Southern Continent, Aaron gave Harland Rooney a choice.
Either continue to accumulate merit and contributions and wait for the potion formula, or Aaron would guarantee and advance his contribution in his name so that he could become an Artisan in advance, but he would have to go to the Southern Continent to make enough contributions to make up for the missing merit.
Harland Rooney, who had been stuck at Sequence 7 for four or five years and originally thought there was no hope for advancement, had never heard of such an advanced operation as advancing contributions, but he still decisively chose the second option.
Recently, he was handing over his work at East Tack Bicycle Company to others and was preparing to leave on the weekend, first returning to Orousel to say goodbye to his wife and children before heading to the Southern Continent.
Looking at the somewhat excited Harland Rooney before him, Aaron was about to encourage him a few words when he suddenly felt the faint crimson moonlight, which had been rendered somewhat inconspicuous by the gas streetlights, suddenly deepen and thicken!
Aaron looked up in surprise and found that the overcast clouds and thin mist in the sky had dispersed, and the red moon, which was more than a semicircle, was clearly revealed.
Its outline quickly filled out, and in just one or two seconds, it became a full moon, a blood-red full moon!
Aaron immediately felt that under the illumination of the surrounding crimson moonlight, the yin power and negative emotions were constantly rising and exploding in small increments. Quinn Mach, who had been unconscious and fallen into a dream, suddenly had a ferocious expression and her hair grew wildly.
Her originally bloodless face was covered with black frost, and her remaining arm and all exposed skin seemed to be covered with black twisted patterns.
Aaron was about to go up and give this witch a Holy Purification, but he was afraid of killing her directly.
Harland, who was good at reading people's expressions, quickly took out something similar to a charm covered with golden patterns and directly stuck it on Quinn Mach.
The charm slowly burned, emitting a pure light. The abnormal changes in Quinn Mach's body immediately stopped. Although there was no improvement, it was no longer getting worse.
Estimating the burning speed of the charm, Aaron felt that it could last for at least ten minutes.
Harland met Aaron's interested gaze, took out a few more charms from his Arms and handed them to Aaron, and proactively explained:
"This is a new type of charm I developed after being promoted to Artisan, based on the ritual magic of the purification bullet and the exorcism bullet. It's just right for this kind of scene."
"Well, he really is a talent. Letting him become an Artisan in advance was indeed the right choice." Aaron took the charm with satisfaction and thought to himself.
After having Glen and a few team members, along with the guards, take Quinn Mach to the underground interrogation room,
Aaron looked up at the clear and clean sky, appreciating the full moon, which was shaped like a disk and was a vivid red, and felt that his nearly depleted spirituality began to become active. He felt much better now and couldn't help but mutter:
"Mr. 'Door's' solo rap has started again."
"Hmm... Today is the night of the blood moon, an enhanced version of the full moon, so it should exceed seven minutes."
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Jowood District, 43 Sifield Street.
Fors Wall, who had returned home tonight after going out with Xio to hand over the collected intelligence to Kaspars Canning, was sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa, munching on a new type of bread filled with meat and vegetables, and writing the plot of "Wuthering Heights" with dishevelled hair during her break.
As soon as she wrote about the kind and understanding powerful adventurer who was always willing to help the detective lady, Fors thought of Mr. Lucived and couldn't help but shrink her neck.
Suddenly, she frowned and dropped the food and pen in her hand. She was shocked to find that the moonlight shining through the window was getting thicker and redder.
Suddenly, a sharp, hollow, ethereal voice echoed in Fors's ears, and Fors's expression suddenly became ferocious.
The voice was like a fine needle, inserted into her head, extending little by little, poking little by little, as if to peel off the entire scalp completely!
This extreme pain made Fors suddenly wake up and sit up abruptly.
She saw the blue veins on the back of her hands bulging one by one, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw an anxious Xio rushing out of the room.
Plop!
She fell off the sofa, her body twisting and struggling there, and suddenly she grabbed a large handful of hair.
But this pain did not alleviate the feeling that her head was about to explode, nor did it calm the restless desire to end her life with a knife.
Xio held Fors awkwardly, unable to solve or share this pain. She could only stop Fors's self-harm and comfort her with a choked voice.
"Is... is this the full moon's ravings?" Fors muttered painfully in broken sentences, her legs twitching and straightening.
After Xio's choked and anxious reminder, Fors very difficultly recited the honorific name of the deity she believed in, hoping for salvation:
"Great, God of Steam, and Machinery..."
"You are the embodiment, of the essence..."
"You are the protector, of the artisans..."
"You are the radiance of technology, radiance..."
In repeated recitations, Fors's pain did not diminish at all, but became stronger and stronger.
After a full 7 minutes, Fors's tense body finally relaxed. In the empty room, only her weak gasps and Xio's low sobs remained.
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Port of Caesar, Southern Continent, a warehouse in the port area.
After learning the situation from Sharon, Sidney was initially startled when he heard that the mysterious queen who had roamed the Five Seas was in the Port of Caesar and even knew him.
But after praying to that hidden existence and receiving a "no danger" response, he felt relieved and let Sharon and the other person continue to stay here.
And after learning that going out to sea would be very dangerous, Sharon decided to follow the mysterious queen's arrangement and leave after this week's mysterious gathering.
But to express her apology and gratitude, she still gave the Sequence 7 "Spirit Medium" potion formula to Sidney.
Looking at the vivid red full moon outside the window, feeling the power of the Underworld and the Spirit World strengthening, and the rise and explosion of negative emotions.
Sharon's originally pale face became even more enchanting under the illumination of the blood-red moonlight, her blue eyes were filled with suppressed malice, and her face, which rarely showed emotional fluctuations, also showed pain.
Maric, not far away, was in a worse situation. Black hair began to grow on his body, and the suppressed killing and bloodthirsty desires in his eyes became stronger.
In the fourth minute under the illumination of the blood-red full moon, Maric let out a low growl that did not sound human from his throat, opened the sedative that Sharon had bought from the fat pharmacist Darkwill in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.
#114Chapter 114 Frank Lee's Fish
Maric's originally hideous and distorted face gradually returned to normal, only twitching occasionally. With the help of the potion, Maric endured until the even more dangerous Blood Moon night ended, collapsing weakly onto the ground.
Sharon's tense body also seemed to have been drained of strength, leaning against the back of the chair without a sound. After a long while, she forced herself to collect the remaining potions on the table, looking at Maric slumped on the ground with a sigh:
"The 'Living Corpse' curse is getting stronger. You injected too much of this potion before, so even switching to a different variety was only effective for the first three or four times. How do you think this potion worked?"
Maric weakly sat up from the ground, looking at his body which had returned to normal, and spoke in a low voice:
"As expected of a potion concocted by a Pharmacist, the effect is very good. If it weren't for the residual malice from being possessed by a vengeful spirit last time erupting during the Blood Moon night, I could have endured it myself, and saved a bottle of potion."
What neither of them noticed was that in a corner of the room, a transparent figure floated silently. This was Bernadette's "Invisible Servant."
A pair of abnormally cold, nearly transparent eyes without eyelashes appeared on the "Invisible Servant"'s face. After observing Sharon's performance during the Blood Moon night, it quietly disappeared, returning to the Spirit World.
67 East Wall Street, Port District, Bayam. A beautifully decorated secret room in the basement of the "Sea Shark Tavern."
The sounds of piano, violin, cello, flute, and other instruments echoed in the empty room, weaving together a lively and cheerful melody.
As the music echoed, the toast, steak, mashed potatoes, fried mushrooms, and other items on the plates successively leaped up, dancing back into the oven or throwing themselves into the trash can.
Wine bottles, white napkins, and other items also returned to their original positions, either corking themselves or repeatedly folding themselves to become neat and tidy.
Bernadette sat on a swing woven from pea vines, enjoying her dinner while watching the entire process through the perspective of the "Invisible Servant."
Satisfied with Sharon's performance, Bernadette pondered for a moment. A piece of letter paper appeared out of thin air on the table, which had already returned to its neat state. The pen in the pen holder jumped out by itself and began writing on the paper.
A moment later, she extended her right hand, quickly outlining word after word shimmering with starlight in mid-air.
These characters, seemingly containing infinite mysteries, quickly intertwined to form strange symbols, opening a "Secret Door" leading to the depths of the Spirit World.
Immediately after, the "Secret Door" opened, a gust of wind blew out, and the letter on the table instantly vanished.
On the deck of the "Future," in the Sunia Sea.
Frank Lee, wearing a white shirt and overalls, sleeves rolled high, his arms stained with mud, was enthusiastically promoting something:
"Nina, want some baked potatoes tonight? I've improved them, I guarantee there'll be absolutely no accidents this time."
"Now it tastes like beef, it smells like beef, but it is still genuinely a potato."
Nina, the boatswain, over 1.8 meters tall, with blonde hair casually tied into a high ponytail, not particularly outstanding features but with distinct Feysac characteristics, fair skin, and light eyes, glanced at Frank Lee and replied indifferently:
"I don't eat supper."
"Alright." Frank Lee shrugged his shoulders and tossed the somewhat strangely shaped potato in his hand into a basket.
Frank Lee didn't mind Nina's attitude at all and wasn't discouraged. With an even more enthusiastic smile, he scooped up a broad, fat sea fish of an unknown species from a fish tank covered with black cloth nearby.
Seeing the curious and strange looks from the surrounding crew members, Frank Lee chuckled, took out a dagger from his waist, and swiftly stabbed the sea fish, then cut open a slit.
Blood flowed out in gurgles, accurately falling into a large beer mug on the deck, but without the slightest fishy smell escaping.
"Can you smell it? What an intoxicating aroma of wine!" Frank Lee said fanatically, his eyes half-closed. "This is my latest invention, a fish with red wine as its blood! The wine also carries a lot of nutrients because of this!"
Looking at the red-tinged green liquid in the beer mug, Frank Lee was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and explained:
"Uh, but maybe I fed it too much devil's weed when I was cultivating it, that's why it's like this now, but believe me, this absolutely doesn't affect its taste."
Hearing there was wine to drink, Nina's eyes instantly lit up, but she hesitated a bit looking at the somewhat strange color.
But because she had been on a mission in the Berserk Sea and only returned to the Sunia Sea now, she hadn't had a drink for a long time to avoid affecting the mission. The desire for alcohol now suppressed her wariness of Frank Lee.
Under Frank Lee's expectant gaze, mixed with a hint of encouragement, Nina raised the wine glass and took a sip.
The liquid went down her throat, and then Nina crushed the wine glass. Under the expression of "just as expected" on the faces of the surrounding crew members, a large bump appeared on Frank Lee's head.
Frank Lee grimaced and touched the large bump on his head, looking regretfully at the liquid spilled on the deck. After thinking for a moment, Frank Lee sucked on the strange sea fish he was still holding.
A bit of the red-tinged green liquid flowed into his mouth, Frank Lee choked for a moment, then completely ignoring the strange looks from the people around him, he walked towards his room, one hand touching the bump on his head, the other carrying the strange sea fish, muttering to himself:
"It shouldn't be like this, why does it taste like this?"
"Did I mess up the process of simulating winemaking inside the fish? Hmm, maybe I should try planting the fish in the soil..."
Heath Doyle, the tall, pale, nearly transparent-skinned first mate of the Future, the "Bloodless," emerged from the shadows and came to the bow of the ship.
He glanced at Frank Lee, who had walked away, then turned to look at "Admiral of Stars" Cattleya beside him, and spoke in a low voice:
"Captain, I think you should really rein in Frank. I feel like his mind is getting more and more abnormal lately."
Saying this, he paused for a moment and added: "Last time he even wanted my flesh and blood, saying he wanted to see if a Rose Bishop's flesh and blood could cultivate his fish."
Cattleya withdrew her gaze from the Blood Moon in the sky, turned and glanced at Heath Doyle, and after a moment of thought, spoke: "Did you give it to him?"
Heath Doyle's face showed no change in expression, but his tone was much lower:
"Of course not, I even kicked him. But Captain, look at the things he comes up with. What if one day Frank serves those things at your dinner table..."
Cattleya thought about that scene and instantly felt her stomach churn. She spoke in a stiff tone:
"Enough, I will discipline Frank."
She paused, then added in a cold tone: "If Frank dares to put those things on my dinner table, I'll let him know how I became a Pirate General..."
Chapter 115 Sequence 6 "Judge"
Suddenly, her inspiration was touched, and she turned her head to look at the place where the brass sextant was placed in the captain's cabin behind her. After making a promise, she comforted Hiss Doyle.
After the second mate left, Cattleya quickly came to the captain's cabin and found that a letter had appeared there at some point.
Cattleya's originally tense face immediately broke into a smile. She reached out, picked up the letter, and eagerly unfolded it to read.
A moment later, she carefully put the letter away and muttered to herself with some doubt:
'Go to Vogard Coast on the north side of Pass River Valley on Saturday to pick up two guests...'
'Who is important enough for Her Majesty the Queen to personally write a letter to inform me...'
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Outside Backlund, in an underground interrogation room at East Barlot Manor.
Aaron rubbed his swollen forehead. This was the aftereffect of repeatedly using Spirit Penetration and Pain Whip when his Spirituality was insufficient.
However, looking at the results of the interrogation before him and feeling the complete digestion of the "Inquisitor" potion within his body, Aaron's slightly pale face still showed a satisfied smile.
The Witch Quinn Mach was slumped in the restraint chair. According to her confession, Capim had a secret human trafficking location in the East District. Every month, Capim would send his subordinates to secretly transfer the abducted people, and the next transfer date was this Saturday.
With this clue, if they could catch him red-handed at the scene, it would provide the crucial evidence missing from the materials investigated by Hugh and Fors.
As for the method of directly rushing into Capim's basement to expose his crimes, it was immediately rejected. Aaron did not want to have a direct conflict with the King's faction right now, especially not wanting to enter George III's sight so early.
Aaron only planned to use the peripheral human trafficking to grasp the facts of Capim's crime, using this as a basis for a beneficial exchange. He wasn't even planning to participate in the operation to arrest Capim.
It would just be treated as a regular case of a wealthy person kidnapping people. Anyway, what he needed to know, he already knew, and there was no need to investigate further.
This way, he could avoid conflict with the MI9 King's faction personnel protecting Capim, prevent alerting them, and also gain sufficient benefits from it.
After making up his mind, Aaron ordered someone to continue detaining the Witch, properly settle the other people who were rescued with her until the mission was completely finished before letting them go home, and sent people to continuously monitor the Witch's residence, requiring any unusual activity to be reported.
Walking out of the underground interrogation room, Aaron arranged for several members of the 4th Special Investigation Team to temporarily stay at East Barlot Manor for the next few days.
Feeling the depletion of his brain's Spirituality, Aaron couldn't help but shake his head. He couldn't remember how many times this had happened.
Without bothering to return to the villa in Empress Borough, Aaron directly found a room within the manor and collapsed onto the bed to sleep.
Friday morning, East Barlot Manor in the suburbs of Backlund.
Aaron woke up refreshed. The Spirituality consumed yesterday had been restored through a night of meditation and rest.
After his spirit recovered, Aaron thought about the omissions he had handled yesterday, then rang the bell to summon his butler, Dido Weiner, who was wearing a dark black tailcoat formal suit.
He instructed the butler to go to MI9 on Belloto Street in West Borough, Backlund, in his name, and request a three-day leave for the entire team, citing the reason that the entire team was out on a mission.
After the butler left, Aaron quickly closed the door, skillfully arranged the ritual, and entered the magnificent giant palace above the dark gold mist, sacrificing the Sequence 6 "Judge" Beyonder characteristic and auxiliary materials that he had already prepared.
Returning to the real world somewhat impatiently, Aaron quickly mixed these items into a bottle of the Sequence 6 "Judge" potion.
Looking at the golden-yellow viscous liquid in the bottle in his hand, which faintly showed electric arcs flashing through it, Aaron let out a breath. After adjusting his state to the best possible, he directly drank the potion from the bottle.
A cold, sticky sensation flowed down his throat. A moment later, a warm current surged from his abdomen, spreading throughout his body, bringing waves of tingling sensations, as if millions of ants were crawling over him.
Under this sensation, Aaron found that his Spirituality was spreading outwards. At a certain moment, he seemed to see the surroundings as void, ethereal, empty, filled with boundless dark gold mist.
This scene flashed by. Before Aaron could form any thoughts, even though he hadn't activated his Spirit Vision, in this strange state, he directly saw dense spiritual light points and aura colors. A peculiar sense of control surfaced in his heart.
Aaron suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. The strange feeling from the promotion just now hadn't disappeared, it had just weakened considerably.
He frowned and thought about the scene during his promotion just now. He had a certain guess in his mind. Immediately, Aaron felt the abilities he had gained after being promoted to Judge.
Generally speaking, it was about establishing new rules in a certain area. Things within that area had to act according to the rules, and if they violated them, they would be bound by the rules.
With the digestion of the potion and the advancement of the Sequence, the area and the degree of being bound by the rules would also expand accordingly.
The specific abilities were divided into "Prohibition", "Imprisonment", "Whipping", "Exile", and "Death".
"Prohibition", as the most commonly used and primary emergency measure, could be released by pushing the palm forward, using Spirituality. One could use ancient Hermes language to set rules prohibiting certain behaviors or Beyonder abilities, forcing everyone within a certain range to comply.
The effect of Prohibition was related to the consumed Spirituality and the degree of potion digestion. For targets higher than one's own Sequence, the effect would be greatly weakened.
"Imprisonment" could create layers of transparent walls and extremely viscous flowing transparent liquid, solidifying the target in place. This barrier was difficult for even spirits to pass through and could be dispelled by releasing it.
"Whipping" could make the target seem to be struck by an invisible soft whip, capable of tearing clothes, splitting flesh, and exposing bone. Whipping also carried a spiritual attack, considered an upgraded version of "Pain Whip".
"Exile" could create an invisible, powerful force that could send approaching enemies flying, even spirits could be blown away.
"Death", as the Judge's most powerful attack method, after pronouncing the target dead, could combine with a certain peculiar power through the body or a weapon, accurately hitting the target in an irresistible and unavoidable manner to cause powerful damage. It could also be directed at a certain location on the target's body to cause intense damage.
Aaron nodded in satisfaction, very pleased with the abilities after his promotion. The several Beyonder abilities from his previous Sequences, Inquisitor, Sheriff, and Arbiter, had also been enhanced to varying degrees.
Just as he was thinking of finding someone to try out his newly acquired abilities, Aaron heard rustling sounds from the window.
Relying on the Sheriff's extraordinary perception and his familiarity with such sounds, Aaron instantly realized what was happening, and a strange smile immediately appeared on his face.
Evelyn poked her head out from the window. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar voice: "Cats are forbidden from speaking here."
Evelyn felt a wave sweep over her entire body. Just as she was about to let out a couple of sarcastic laughs at Aaron and tell him to mind his own business, the words at the tip of her tongue turned into short meows: "Meow meow, meow?"
#116Chapter 116 Mission Rewards
Aaron smiled, lifted the prohibition, and soothed Evelina. He felt the spirituality consumed and the effect of the Prohibition Edict in his heart.
"For targets lower in Sequence than me, the edict's effect and consumption are quite good. Even against those of the same rank, it has a strong restrictive effect."
"The unavoidable characteristic of the Death Edict is somewhat interesting..."
Aaron recalled the Death Edict ability he had gained, and the ability of the Hunter pathway's Sequence 5 "Reaper" inexplicably came to mind.
As the Reaper's most powerful and fundamental ability, "Weakness Attack" can discover a target's weakness from a mystical perspective, meaning areas of weak defense, and provide corresponding precision, thereby causing terrifying fatal damage that surpasses the norm.
No matter where it hits the target, it is equivalent to a Weakness Attack. If it indeed hits a true weakness, it can be instantly fatal to enemies whose defense is not too strong.
Even against targets skilled in defense, it can be resolved within three hits. This includes "Guardian," but the premise is that the interval between the three hits should not be too long, preferably no more than 5 seconds.
The Judge's Death Edict's targeting combined with the Reaper's Weakness Attack is sufficient to deal with most difficulties and dangers below the level of a demigod.
"It seems I'll have to find a chance to get a magical item from the Reaper pathway in the future..." Putting away his wandering thoughts, Aaron muttered to himself, put on the Death Mask again, changed his appearance to Lucifer Joseph, and activated Spirit World Travel.
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Backlund, Cherwood Borough, 43 Sifel Street.
Fors, looking a bit haggard, wore a beige long dress with a ruffled stand collar. Her slightly curled brown hair was loose, and her light blue eyes revealed anxiety and unease.
Ever since experiencing the Full Moon's ravings for the first time last night, Fors couldn't help but tremble slightly every time she recalled that heart-wrenching, soul-piercing pain.
She held a lady's cigarette in her right hand, lying stiffly on the sofa like a fish out of water. There were many empty wine bottles and cigarette butts around the sofa.
Xio, also looking haggard with slightly red and swollen eyes, sat opposite Fors and didn't stop her from smoking and drinking as usual.
Seeing her friend's suffering last night, Xio's heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach. A sentence kept repeating in her mind:
"It's all because you're not strong enough, causing your best friend to be afflicted by the Full Moon's ravings..."
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Xio's self-reproach and made Fors, who was slumped on the sofa, twitch. But then the two exchanged glances, seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
Xio rushed to the door and opened it, indeed seeing Mr. Lucifer maintaining his indifferent expression.
Xio quickly pulled Fors over and spoke hesitantly:
"Last night during the Blood Moon, Fors, she, she heard the Full Moon's ravings... I'm willing to give all my contributions to Fors, please tell us the method to remove the Full Moon's ravings?"
Aaron glanced at the two women, who looked nervous and hopeful, walked into the room, closed the door casually, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly:
"The Capim case is nearing its end. You two should not participate in the investigation of this matter recently."
"But the contributions you two made last time, even combined, are far from enough to exchange for a complete method to remove the Full Moon's ravings."
Looking at Fors, who appeared somewhat disappointed and miserable, Aaron added:
"You don't need to worry too much. Yesterday was the Blood Moon, which is an intensified version of the Full Moon, so the Full Moon's ravings were so strong."
"Normal Full Moon's ravings usually only last three or four minutes and are always less intense than yesterday. You've only just started being affected, it won't be this severe."
Saying this, Aaron took out five bottles of potion and 390 pounds in cash from his pocket and placed them in front of Fors, whose complexion had already improved significantly.
"This is the reward you received for this mission, a total of 400 pounds."
"And the potions were specially formulated by the 'Pharmacist.' They can help alleviate the effects you experience during the Full Moon's ravings. Each bottle is 2 pounds."
Hearing about the 400 pounds bounty and receiving potions that could alleviate the pain, a smile finally appeared on Fors's face. But upon hearing that one bottle of potion cost two pounds, she couldn't help but show a bitter expression again, though she didn't dare to voice a bargain.
Aaron turned to look at Xio, who had breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking for a moment, spoke:
"You can choose between two rewards. One is to directly take 400 pounds in cash, and the other is to exchange for the Sequence 8 'Arbiter' potion formula."
Xio was somewhat excited upon hearing this. Her father had not left behind subsequent potion formulas. During her time in Backlund, Xio had also been searching for subsequent potion formulas but had found nothing.
Remembering her original reason for coming to Backlund and the self-reproach for being unable to protect her friend, Xio chose the latter option without hesitation.
Aaron nodded, found a piece of paper on the table, picked up a pen, and began to write. He then showed the paper to Xio.
"Sequence 8 Constable:
"Main ingredients: A pair of Fear Demon Worm eyes, the right palm of a Silver-White War Bear."
"Supplementary ingredients: 3 drops of Golden Mandrake juice, 10 milliliters of Illusion Grass essential oil."
After confirming that Xio had memorized the potion formula, Aaron put away the paper with the formula written on it, declined their farewells, and left the room alone.
After activating Spirit World Travel at a certain corner, Aaron returned to the East Tucker family villa.
Thinking of tonight's Chaos Council and how he had previously considered Bernadette and hadn't pulled Sharon up to the dark gold mist, but only conveyed an image, Aaron felt it was necessary to pull Sharon up for a meeting beforehand.
Thinking of this, Aaron quickly walked to the cubicle, skillfully set up the ritual, and as his consciousness sank, passed through the layers of dark gold mist and arrived at the throne in the magnificent grand hall.
With a slight movement of his will, he contained the Black Emperor card within his body. The boundless dark gold mist seemed to gather into waves, forming a great wind.
A majestic armor formed on Aaron's body surface, a pitch-black crown appeared on his head, a long cape of the same color was behind him, and lines containing divinity also emerged on the armor.
Feeling the power surging within him, Aaron nodded with satisfaction. He pointed towards the prayer light spot corresponding to Sharon from afar, and that prayer light spot immediately burst open, the light flowing like water.
Aaron's spirituality surged violently, pouring into the flowing dark gold light, and he easily established a mysterious and stable connection.
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South Continent, Caesar Port, candlelight flickered in a dim room.
Sharon, wearing a complicated and exquisite black gothic court dress and a small black soft hat, was seriously looking at an old book bound with thick parchment.
The book's hard cover was deep black, with two lines of Hermes script written in crimson:
"Book of Secrets".
"Kalaman".
#117Chapter 117 Karaman's Book of Secrets
Just as Sharon turned a page, a burst of dark golden light erupted before her eyes.
The light was like flowing water, instantly engulfing Sharon.
When Sharon initially regained consciousness, she found herself standing in a magnificent palace supported by massive stone columns. At the deepest part of the grand hall was a throne carved with mysterious patterns, situated atop nine layers of stone steps. Seated on the throne was a blurry figure shrouded in thick dark golden mist.
Below the stone steps, on either side of the grand hall, stood nine high-backed stone chairs, each surrounded by dark golden mist. Below the high-backed chairs were forty-nine strangely arranged peculiar stone chairs. The overall impression was a mix of majesty, mystery, order, and chaos.
Besides this, the surroundings were void, ethereal, and empty, while the bottom was filled with boundless, unseen dark golden mist and countless unreal deep red light spots.
Sharon's pupils contracted. Recalling the scene she saw during her previous prayer, she looked at the figure high on the throne with some speculation:
"Could this be the hidden existence pointed to by that honorific name?"
Sharon suddenly remembered the records about hidden existences in the 'Book of Secrets' and her teacher's instructions, and quickly lowered her head.
Aaron watched the bowed Sharon with a leisurely and relaxed posture, and asked indifferently:
"Why do you pray to me?"
Sharon suppressed her emotions and slowly spoke:
"I come from the Temperance Faction of the Rose School. I hope you can save my teacher, Reinette Tinekerr."
Aaron maintained his persona, and the majestic voice sounded again:
"Why should I help you?"
Sharon remained silent for a long while, carefully considering and weighing her options. She then crossed her arms over her chest, bowed slightly, and said:
"How may I be of service to you?"
Aaron chuckled lightly, saying in a seemingly indifferent tone:
"I favor equivalent exchange. You can obtain what you desire from me, and from others similar to you, using everything you can acquire. Be mindful, the value must be equivalent..."
"As you wish." After bowing again, Sharon asked cautiously, "Does the honorific name provided by Syd Watson belong to you?"
She then repeated the honorific name "Lord of Order".
After receiving an affirmative reply, Sharon felt slightly relieved. She glanced at the other empty seats and asked tentatively:
"Respected Lord of Order, are there others here?"
Aaron smiled and said:
"Some people similar to you.
"I have established a regular gathering for them, and I am the witness."
Sharon was silent for a full ten seconds before saying:
"Then can I join?"
"Yes, but you must not reveal it without my permission, including to Bernadette."
"Okay!" Sharon was momentarily stunned, then responded without hesitation.
Aaron nodded with satisfaction, extended his hand, and with great self-control, interrupted the connection. He then watched the dark golden light recede, and the Sharon opposite him turned into a phantom, gradually dissipating.
"Phew, tricked another member in, no, developed another member..."
Aaron peeled off the Black Emperor card and muttered to himself.
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In the dim room, Sharon suddenly opened her eyes, and the open 'Book of Secrets' came into view.
A majestic voice faintly echoed in her ears:
"Reinette Tinekerr has not completely perished; she can recover within a year or two..."
Sharon slowly closed the 'Book of Secrets', sitting there blankly like an exquisite doll.
Suddenly, Sharon's spiritual intuition stirred. She looked to the side of the table and found a letter there that hadn't been there before; it was a letter from Bernadette....
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After returning to the real world, Aaron handed the revised 'Proposal for the Establishment of a Royal Air Pollution Investigation Committee' to the returned butler, asking him to deliver it to Count Hall.
He himself returned to the bedroom and used meditation to converge the spirituality that had spread after his recent promotion to 'Judge' until late at night.
Feeling that enough time had passed, Aaron ascended to the dark golden mist again. After returning to the position where Mr. Keeper should be, he raised his right hand, and five figures immediately appeared on the stone chairs below.
Aside from Syd Watson, who was already expected, the other few people looked at Sharon with great interest, each having their own guesses.
Sharon silently observed the few people at the gathering. Even through layers of mist, Sharon recognized Syd Watson's familiar figure and quietly recalled the gathering process Syd Watson had previously described.
Aaron ignored the mutual observation among the gathering members. After clearing his throat to attract everyone's attention, he slowly spoke:
"I need a magical item that can enhance spirituality. I don't care about the price as long as it's effective. I can pay with gold pounds of equal value or with Beyonder weapons or characteristics of equivalent level."
"And as a reward for facilitating the transaction, you will receive an additional 10% of the transaction value."
Louise Siers, who was very short on money, immediately brightened up. She no longer paid attention to the new member and began to ponder.
As a Bloodkin in charge of the Moon pathway, Louise believed that the clan's treasury definitely had magical items that would meet Mr. Keeper's needs.
Afraid of being preempted by others, Louise immediately stood up and accepted the commission, causing Ferran Eddas, who was a step too late, to secretly feel regret.
Ferran had originally wanted to ask if the Captain's collection contained any items that met the requirements, so he could earn a profit.
Witnessing a commissioned transaction, Sharon thought for a moment and said:
"I have a Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic, but for some reason, I turned it into a sealed item with extremely terrifying negative effects."
"I wonder what price I would need to pay to ask someone to help me shatter this sealed item?"
"A Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic? But why shatter it?"
Apart from Louise, who was backed by the Bloodkin, the other few people at the gathering were surprised by the new member's strength, and they were all somewhat puzzled by her request.
Sharon, who had expected the hidden existence himself to answer, suddenly heard the voice of Mr. Keeper:
"1000 pounds. Transfer that sealed item to me through the door of sacrifice and bestowal of my Lord. I will return a Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic to you within a week."
Sharon was stunned. Although somewhat surprised, she still nodded. After bowing, she softly expressed her thanks.
She then realized that her and Maric's savings were not enough to pay the 1000 pounds, but feeling the considerable doubt in the eyes of the surrounding gathering members, Sharon's heart stirred, and she spoke again:
"I possess a lot of knowledge in mysticism, such as the 'Book of Secrets' of the Sorcerer King Karaman. You can borrow it for a week for 200 pounds."
To make it easier for the members to understand, Sharon added:
"'Sorcerer King' can refer to a high-sequence profession, or it can represent an outstanding individual who controls powers in domains such as darkness, the moon, or strangeness, a strong person who surpasses their peers. Karaman was the latter, and also the former."
This idea of selling knowledge immediately enlightened Louise, who was short on money, making her wonder why she hadn't thought of it before.
At the same time, she was more sensitive to the term 'Sorcerer King' and was quite interested in it, but unfortunately, she didn't have much spare money.
Chapter 118 Bernadette's Problem
Chuck Wald and Ferran Edas, one from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the other constantly being taught knowledge by Edwina Edwards, were both very clear about the significance of High-Sequence powerhouses.
Only Sid Watson looked confused and asked:
"What is roughly contained in King of Sorcerers Kalaman's 'Book of Secrets'?"
Sharon's azure eyes turned towards Sid Watson, and instead of being perfunctory, she introduced it in detail:
"King of Sorcerers Kalaman's 'Book of Secrets' includes knowledge such as mysticism, rituals, alchemy, astrology, symbolism, and methods of interacting with nature."
"Even ordinary people who obtain it can become experts in the field of mysticism, and even without consuming potions, relying on their natural spirituality, they can accomplish a small number of extraordinary feats."
"Hmm, the price is gradually becoming mentally ill; this is a sequela that spirituality finds difficult to bear."
"So, before becoming a Mid-Sequence, you must control the viewing time well and not take it lightly to avoid leaving sequelae."
Listening to Sharon's explanation, Sid's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
As a native noble, he was not short of money, at least not short of these 200 pounds.
On the contrary, due to the way he joined the Spirit Church, his understanding of mysticism was relatively shallow, and he had not received systematic training. Therefore, he was extremely interested in such a book with a systematic mystical knowledge system.
Thus, while Chuck Wald and Ferran Edas were still hesitating over the 200 pounds, Sid decisively raised his hand and took on this transaction from Sharon.
Seeing the transaction completed, Sharon was silent for a moment, recalling the letter Bernadette had sent.
After pondering for a moment, she faced the majestic figure on the throne and spoke respectfully:
"Great Lord of Order, a lady wishes to ask you a question through me? She is willing to pay the price required to answer this question."
Aaron understood in his heart; ever since he saw Bernadette in the scene of Sharon's prayer, he had anticipated this day.
Aaron controlled the grand figure on the throne, and a deep, majestic voice rang out: "You may."
Sharon bowed slightly, recalling the contents of the letter, and spoke respectfully:
"Her question is: Has Emperor Roselle truly completely perished?"
Aaron inwardly said 'as expected' and then replied:
"Perished, yet not completely perished; there is still a chance for return."
The people below the platform exchanged glances, all seeing the shock and confusion in each other's eyes.
Since Sharon did not choose to speak privately, the others also heard this conversation. Even Ferran Edas, who had lived in Port Bodo in the Raging Sea since childhood, had a deep impression of Emperor Roselle.
Chuck Wald, in particular, was somewhat in a trance, recalling the reason for his family's decline, and for a moment, his feelings were mixed.
Sharon, meanwhile, committed the sentence to memory. Although she did not understand its meaning, she quietly awaited the remuneration this hidden existence would demand.
The grand voice continued to ring out:
"Tell Bernadette that the remuneration for this question is to provide my favored ones with assistance once, free of charge, during the period when it is inconvenient for me to walk the earth."
"Inconvenient to walk the earth?" Sharon quickly grasped the key point in the words, recalling the majestic figure always shrouded in the dark golden mist, and some conjectures formed in her heart.
"This hidden existence's current state may not be good, and requires us members to subtly interfere with the real world, perhaps for plotting, or perhaps for better recovery..."
The other few people also, either slowly or quickly, noticed the key point in the words, and their thoughts were largely similar.
After a moment of realization, they quickly noticed another key point in the words.
"Bernadette? Is that the 'Queen of Mysteries,' one of the Four Kings? No wonder she would ask such a question."
Except for Sid Watson, who already knew, the other members immediately had a realization; Aaron had previously given them a brief overview of the information about the four Pirate Kings.
Everyone also knew that Bernadette was Roselle's eldest daughter, who was once a Sorceress and had now entered the domain of a demigod.
They then looked at Sharon, who stood quietly not far away, with complex and surprised eyes. Before they could ponder the relationship between this new member and that Pirate King, a voice interrupted their thoughts.
"You can also relay to Bernadette that if she wishes to know the contents of the diaries left by Roselle, she can also trade with me."
"She only needs to provide the corresponding diary and have you memorize it. After it is presented in My Lord's Kingdom, I will translate the content she wishes to know for her."
This time, it wasn't just the other members below the platform, but even Sharon was momentarily stunned. Immediately after, everyone reacted: "Roselle's mysterious notes are actually diaries?"
Sharon, in particular, had a sudden realization, because Bernadette had two questions in her letter to her, and the second question was how to decipher the mysterious symbols left by Roselle.
Aaron calmly observed the expressions on the faces of the members below the platform. The reason for proposing such a trade request was also something Aaron had deeply considered long ago.
As early as the last time he obtained that Black Emperor card at the Kingdom Museum's Roselle memorial exhibition, he had already exposed to Bernadette the secret that he could understand Roselle's diaries.
Bernadette already knew that within the faction that believed in the Lord of Order, someone could understand the mysterious symbols left by Roselle.
As for Aaron himself, Roselle's diaries did not have much practical significance. What he needed to know, he already knew, and there was no need to collect Roselle's diaries.
Therefore, in all previous gatherings, he had not issued any tasks concerning Roselle's diaries.
But after Bernadette established contact with him through Sharon, Roselle's diaries became an effective means to borrow Bernadette's strength.
In many matters involving high-level existences, especially those related to Loen, Ancestor Valen Weil was not suitable to act, and even appearing was not suitable.
Even if he acted, he had to show a state of weakness and madness to the outside world, to minimize George III's guard.
Under such circumstances, the angelic-level strength Aaron could currently borrow was only from the hunted "Mercury Serpent," Will Auceptin. And Bernadette, with the help of a Grade 0 Sealed Item, also had the ability to contend with angels, which was precisely what Aaron currently lacked.
Furthermore, as long as Bernadette, with his help, seized the opportunity well, she might be promoted to an angel within two or three years, which could play a stronger role in subsequent development.
Bernadette's behind-the-scenes faction, Element Dawn, and "Admiral of Stars" Cattleya's fleet could all play important roles in certain key areas and time points when war swept across the Northern and Southern Continents.
The reason for bringing up this topic as a favored one was to better maintain the status of the Lord of Order.
After all, a hidden existence cannot always show some demands that do not conform to His status, and as a favored one, there are no such scruples, and reasonable remuneration can be normally requested.
#119Chapter 119 Karaman's Fury
Sharon thought for a moment. Since this Blessed One also knew the method to decipher Emperor Roselle's diary, she no longer questioned the hidden existence and turned to Aaron. After standing up and bowing, she asked,
"Mr. Blessed One, I wonder if you would be willing to trade the method to decipher Emperor Roselle's diary?"
"I can provide Ms. Bernadette's contact information, and you can trade with her directly. This will prevent the deciphering method from leaking out."
"And the price she is willing to pay for this problem is a Blasphemy Slate."
Aaron sighed inwardly upon hearing this, "As expected of Bernadette, she's quite generous. What a pity! I truly cannot teach you Chinese."
Aaron wasn't concerned about Bernadette knowing Roselle's past romantic escapades with noblewomen and witches during his youth; that was his family matter, and even if it were known, Roselle had brought it upon himself.
What Aaron cared about more was not wanting Bernadette to know about the transmigration. Furthermore, only by controlling the source could he ensure a steady flow of benefits, and only by controlling the translation rights of the diary could he better obtain help.
After thinking for a moment, Aaron put on a serious expression and replied,
"The hidden symbols left by Roselle involve a very high level of secrecy. Even among the many Blessed Ones of My Lord, only I am aware of them. This is not something that can be traded."
Sharon nodded silently and did not speak further, while Louise-Seas's eyes lit up and she said,
"Mr. Blessed One, if we also collect some of Roselle's diary pages, could we ask you to translate them for us?"
"I am willing to pay for this."
Aaron glanced at the other members whose faces showed interest, smiled, and nodded:
"Of course. You only need to remember the content of the diary and present it here."
"I will inform you of the reward required to exchange for the diary content based on the value of the diary you provide, and you can decide whether to exchange it yourself."
The information revealed during this meeting caused all the members to let their imaginations run wild and feel restless, and no one spoke up during the subsequent discussion session.
Seeing this, Aaron smiled and controlled the phantom on the throne to end this Chaos Council.
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The dark golden light dissipated, and Sharon quickly regained consciousness, sitting in her chair and recalling and organizing the information she had obtained during the meeting.
After a moment, Sharon began writing on a blank sheet of paper.
Folding the letter, Sharon found a piece of candle in a drawer and began the summoning ritual.
After simply completing the preliminary steps, she placed the letter on the altar, stepped back two paces, and chanted softly in ancient Hermes:
"I!"
"In my name, I summon:"
"The invisible creature that roams the upper realm, the strange spirit that is friendly to humans, the messenger belonging exclusively to Bernadette Gustav."
As soon as the words fell, Sharon's spiritual perception was suddenly stirred, and instinctively, she activated her Spirit Vision with her consciousness.
But she saw nothing.
Then, Sharon discovered that the letter that had been placed on the altar was gone.
The messenger of the "Queen of Mysteries" is very special... Sharon was stunned for a second, sighed inwardly, and then stared blankly at the flickering candlelight.
No. 67 East Wall Street, Port District, Osea Port, in a beautifully decorated secret room in the basement of the "Sea Shark Tavern."
In the empty room, Bernadette sat on a swing woven from pea vines, silently watching the clock not far away.
Suddenly, Bernadette's spirituality stirred slightly, and she looked in a certain direction. Peculiar symbols appeared out of thin air and quickly intertwined to form a "Secret Door" that seemed to lead to the depths of the spirit world.
Immediately after, the "Secret Door" opened, and a strong wind blew out, transforming into a man with the upper body of a human and the lower body of airflow, wrapped in white cloth. He held a letter in his hand.
Bernadette's expression shifted slightly, and she took the letter with a hint of urgency, staring at it for a long time without speaking.
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Saturday, Backlund Queen's Borough, the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.
In the first-floor drawing-room, Aaron sat opposite Earl Hall, both holding a copy of the "Proposal on the Establishment of the Kingdom's Air Pollution Investigation Committee."
Yesterday, Aaron had the butler deliver a revised proposal to Earl Hall. Upon returning, the butler conveyed Earl Hall's wish to invite Aaron as a guest on Saturday to discuss it in person.
After a heated discussion and exchange of interests, Aaron and Earl Hall, or more accurately, the New Party, reached a consensus on this proposal.
At the top of the stairs on the second floor, Audrey wore two dangling earrings, the pendants small and exquisite, inlaid with high-quality emeralds, which perfectly complemented her emerald green eyes.
Around her delicate white neck was the Emerald Chain Aaron had given her. She wore a simple but beautiful cream-colored long dress with a cinched waist, elegantly tailored, highlighting the girl's liveliness.
"Finally, someone can properly manage Backlund's terrible weather. Aaron did a great job, and well, Dad is great too."
She listened sideways to the discussion in the drawing-room, praising them in her heart, her pure emerald green eyes revealing intense interest.
The golden retriever Susie was somewhat sneakily squatting beside Audrey, not making a sound and cooperating with her.
Aaron picked up the "Proposal on the Establishment of the Kingdom's Air Pollution Investigation Committee," which had many revisions and corrections, stood up, and shook hands with the smiling Earl Hall.
The corner of his eye, however, had already glanced towards a certain spot on the second floor. He had noticed Audrey with his keen spirituality as soon as she came down.
Audrey's gaze met Aaron's sideways glance, and her cheeks turned slightly red, like a little girl caught doing something wrong by an adult. She quickly returned to her room with Susie.
Earl Hall also followed Aaron's gaze towards the corner of the second floor and said with a chuckle,
"Haha, I heard you were coming today, and Audrey spent a long time getting dressed up, even agonizing over which dress to wear."
"There are no outsiders for lunch today, stay and have a simple meal."
Aaron withdrew his gaze and nodded with a smile.
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Southern Continent, East Balam, the Harvest Plain west of Vartek City.
The figure of the "Witch King" Kalaman, with his fluffy, black and white hair, appeared. His face was as dark as water, and he held a staff that was entirely black as ink.
With this, Kalaman could directly contact another angel of the Rose School of Thought, the 'King of Curses' Balanka. This was also his confidence in chasing down Reykhod, a member of the "Council of Fate" from the School of Life.
"Did he escape to Vartek City? Damn it, that's the territory of the Church of the Evernight. That cunning bug."
Muttering silently, this "Witch King," who had been active in the Southern Continent since the early Fifth Epoch and was even suspected of having died of old age long ago, cast his gaze towards Vartek City to the east, his eyes dark.
Originally, he was pursuing Reykhod along with Mehamus, who was a Sequence 3 "Silent Disciple."
However, Mehamus, as Sia's student, an important member of the Rose School of Thought, a descendant of the Pharaoh, and one of the leaders of the Highland Resistance Army, had left without permission at the most crucial moment of the pursuit.
He had only been assigned by Sia to pursue the two students of the already fallen Reinette Tinekerr.
In Kalaman's view, this was what directly led to Reykhod's "lucky" escape. He felt resentful but helpless.
#120Chapter 120 "Dice of Probability"
Kalaman gradually became a believer of the "Original Moon" while researching occult knowledge such as the Natural Interaction Method and Mystic Rituals.
Normally, living to a thousand years old is relatively easy for a "Sorcerer King," but afterwards, there will inevitably be a decline in physical condition, irreversible aging, and the decay and corruption of the spiritual body.
Therefore, one thousand two hundred years old is often the natural limit for "Sorcerer Kings" and Blood Race Counts, which is also why most people outside believe he has already perished.
And to continue living, one can only rely on various methods to extend life, for example, sealing oneself, or like the Blood Race, slumbering in coffins deep within ancient castles.
Kalaman, at nearly one thousand four hundred years old, can still be energetic without needing to reduce activity, which is because he received a gift from the "Original Moon."
This is also the reason he disappeared for so many years.
Later, he received revelation from the "Original Moon" and joined the Rose School.
In this regard, Kalaman has always been a bit confused. He sometimes believes that the "Mother Tree of Desire" and the "Original Moon" are one body, different aspects of the same great existence.
And sometimes he feels that the "Mother Tree of Desire" and the "Original Moon" are not only completely different but even have deep contradictions between them.
This confused perception caused these "Original Moon" believers who later joined the Rose School to always not receive enough attention. Except for being gifted some items, they were all placed in non-critical positions.
Therefore, as a true direct descendant of the Rose School and himself a Sequence 3 "Silent Disciple," Mahoms is someone he absolutely cannot afford to offend.
And this operation to pursue an important member of the Life School is considered a failure. Kalaman seems to have already seen the punishment he is about to receive.
Kalaman felt stifled in his heart, emotions of anger surged, malice erupted, the black staff in his hand flickered with a faint glow, and streams of ink-black liquid seemed to want to gush out.
His gaze was gloomy as he glanced at Verltrek City on the east side. A moment later, reason still gained the upper hand. After looking around, his figure collapsed into a ball of black smoke and disappeared.
Deep within the Church of the Night in Verltrek City, a lady with beautiful dark hair and an exquisite face suddenly turned her head to look west. Her deep eyes, containing countless starlight, flashed with a hint of darkness.
It was none other than the "Nighthawks" Senior Deacon, "Goddess's Eye" Illya.
As one of the thirteen Archbishops of the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the person in charge of the East Balam Diocese, she, whose own strength had reached Sequence 3 "Bishop of Horror," felt a malice of very high status flash and disappear from the west.
Illya slightly raised a finger, and a wave of invisible fluctuation spread out. A moment later, the figure of a man wearing the robe of a Church of the Night bishop appeared, standing respectfully with his hands down.
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Inside a house near the city gate in Verltrek City, Rijord, with hair as white as snow, a face without obvious wrinkles, and wearing a black eye patch over his eyes that covered his entire vision, sat cross-legged on the ground. Roy King stood beside him, looking at his teacher covered in injuries, his face showing worry.
On the ground in front of him was placed a very small ring box. The lid was already open, and one could see a milky white six-sided die inside, the upward facing number a red 6.
As the highest level Sealed Item within the Life School, the "Dice of Probability" was formed from the Uniqueness of the "Wheel of Fortune."
It controls the probability of everything. At 1 point, it will amplify the probability unfavorable to the target to the extreme. At 2 points, it significantly increases the unfavorable probability. This doesn't mean 2 points is definitely safer than 1 point, because once the probability becomes high, any accident can happen. At 3 points, it slightly amplifies the unfavorable probability, and 4 to 6 points are the opposite.
As a Sequence 4 "Calamity Mage" of the "Monster" pathway, Rijord controlled his own luck to a great extent and relied on his own temperance to accumulate a large amount of "luck," while simultaneously giving Mahoms and Kalaman bad luck, making them relatively unlucky.
Through various operations and arrangements, and finally using the methods left by Will Auceptin to briefly and harmlessly use the "Dice of Probability" to roll the luckiest 6 points for himself, he successfully "dramatically" diverted the most threatening Sequence 3 "Silent Disciple" Mahoms.
But also because the target involved in this use of the "Dice of Probability" might involve another Angel, even though he was lucky enough, the degree to which the "Dice of Probability" was activated also far exceeded Rijord's expectation, subtly showing a tendency towards losing control.
Rijord, wearing a black eye patch, lowered his head, seemingly gazing at the slightly trembling milky white six-sided die inside the ring box.
He gently sighed and took out a transparent bottle made of unknown material and a silver-white charm from his pocket. Inside the bottle, a drop of silver blood floated, as if countless tiny, transcendent, illusory circular wheels were rotating within it. They connected into a long band, the beginning and end almost touching.
Rijord opened the bottle, and that drop of silver blood flew out on its own, directly merging into the silver-white charm beside it. The originally dim charm instantly soared with light.
Rijord, completely unaffected by vision, directly picked up that silver-white charm and pressed it above the "Dice of Probability," speaking in a low voice in Ancient Hermes language: "Restart!"
That silver-white charm suddenly turned into a ball of light. One after another, mercury-colored complex symbols successively jumped out from it, instantly connecting into a huge illusory scale-less snake.
On the surface of this silver-white giant snake, dense patterns and symbols formed one after another interconnected rotating wheels, and around each rotating wheel there were different markings.
Its bright red and cold eyes swept across. This giant snake soared into the air, bent its body, and bit its own tail.
Its shadow enveloped the entire room, like a mysterious and exaggerated rotating wheel, and also blocked the leakage of all fluctuations, making everything here undetectable by the outside world.
Finally, this illusory silver-white giant snake merged into the "Dice of Probability." The milky white six-sided die, amidst the fluctuation of light, transformed into a blood-red 3 points and returned to calmness, just like the most ordinary die.
Rijord quickly closed the lid, and only then took off the black eye patch worn on his head to look at the ring box in his hand with the lid already closed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
As a Demigod of the Fate pathway, he was not yet strong enough to directly gaze at the "Dice of Probability," especially in a state where most of it had been activated. Only in its current sealed state could he be unconcerned.
Rijord finished handling the biggest trouble at hand, looked at his student Roy King standing beside him, and said:
"Is this place safe enough? I need to rest for a while to recover from my injuries."
Roy King nodded, his face showing resentment, and responded in a low voice:
"It's safe enough. No one knows that I bought property here."
"Enzo, that traitor, many people paid with their lives because of his betrayal. I will definitely make him know the consequences of betrayal."
"I also, according to your request, Teacher, used emergency communication methods to issue warnings to all members of the Life School that I know of, notifying them to evacuate. It's just that I don't know how many can still evacuate."
Speaking of this, Roy King's expression became a little dim, his tone carrying helplessness.
Chapter 121 Psychological Alchemy
Rejoice listened quietly, sighed, and handed the ring box containing the "Dice of Probability" to Roy King.
Under Roy King's slightly bewildered gaze, he slowly spoke:
"The large amount of 'luck' I had accumulated has been almost completely consumed. The risk of me continuing to hold the 'Dice of Probability' is extremely high. We are unable to cope with the pursuit of the Rose School and can only hide everywhere."
"From now on, the 'Dice of Probability' will be kept by you. I will continue to attract the attention of the Rose School."
"Remember, no matter what happens, ensuring its absolute safety is the most important thing."
Rejoice pointed to the ring box clutched in Roy King's hand, thought for a moment, and added:
"If I am fortunate enough to escape the pursuit of the Rose School, I will go to the Raging Sea and hide in the port city of Olavi Island on the north side of the Rosed Islands."
"You can give it to Cano, the bell-ringer of St. Draco's Church of the Storm Church. He will lead you to find me."
He paused as he spoke, "At the latest two years. If I haven't contacted you within two years, it means I have fallen, and you can directly take the 'Dice of Probability' to Backlund."
Roy King's expression was solemn, and he looked at his teacher, who had already shown a resolute look, and solemnly promised: "I understand, Teacher. I will protect it with my life."
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Queen's Borough, Backlund, the luxurious villa of Earl Hall, Audrey's room on the second floor.
After having lunch with Earl Hall, Aaron was taken to the room by Audrey. Aaron skillfully found an excuse to send Anne, the maid who was like a light bulb, out of the room, leaving only Susie, the golden retriever.
Audrey stared at Aaron with bright eyes, listening to him talk about the significance of forming the Kingdom Atmospheric Pollution Investigation Committee, because she hadn't heard it too clearly at the stairwell earlier.
After finishing this topic, Aaron looked at Audrey, who was in a good mood, and remembered the prediction of Will Auceptin from last time. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly spoke:
"Audrey, are you interested in psychology? Do you want to consider becoming a psychologist after you come of age?"