Chapter 375 Fake Identity
After helping Father Utravsky distribute the medicine, Angel felt a sense of satisfaction when he saw the painful patients looking obviously better after taking the medicine.
She put the empty cup away and placed it back on the altar, then walked towards Klein. She was surprised to find him whispering with a handsome man who was over 1.8 meters tall.
"Are you... the vampire Emlyn White who was captured by the priest?"
Although he had never seen this unfortunate vampire in person, the priest had said that he was brewing herbs in the kitchen. Angel quickly confirmed his identity based on his attire.
"Vampires, noble vampires, okay?"
Emlyn handed a few small medicine bottles to Klein, turned around and retorted unhappily, then frowned with confusion and asked:
"I've heard your voice before. Are you the guy who stole my 'Master Key' through the door earlier?"
"First, that was Father Utravsky's key, the reward I received for helping him. Second, that cursed key has been... destroyed. If you want it back, you'll probably have to pray to the True Creator."
Angel retorted bluntly.
"'True Creator'! That evil god?"
The vampire was obviously frightened, and the expression on his face clearly told Angel that he had no intention of tracking down the whereabouts of the magical object.
Klein chuckled and took over Angel's conversation, saying jokingly:
"He actually intended to pray to a hidden entity, but not the True Creator, but... the Fool."
Seeing the man and woman in front of him looking at him with somewhat strange smiles, Emlyn suddenly felt a little guilty and began to doubt the rationality and safety of his plan.
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After playing a trick on the unfortunate vampire, Angel and Klein quickly left the Harvest Church. There were still many patients waiting to receive medicine at the door. Their conditions were less serious, so they were not arranged to stay in the church. However, the long line was still dozens of meters long. They were afraid that the box of herbs that the priest moved in would run out soon.
The two returned to the street in silence and boarded a hired carriage. Only after the vehicle drove off Rose Street and the church spire and the Holy Symbol of Life were no longer visible outside the window did Klein speak again, inquiring about the results of Angel's communication with the priest.
"Just as I suspected, the weapon this magical item 'summons' belongs to the Dawn Knight's 'Sword of Dawn'. It's tough and sharp, and has an additional purifying effect on resentful spirits and evil spirits. The accompanying ability to 'reduce the impact of Beyonder powers' belongs to the 'Warrior' path of strengthening the body. According to him, Beyonder powers that are two sequences apart have almost no effect on a warrior, and even Beyonder powers of the same sequence have a considerable reduction."
Although this effect is not as good as the "Dawn Armor" which seems to have stronger protection, it is actually very effective against certain abilities that can penetrate the protection and directly attack the body.
If he had gotten this weapon a few days earlier, would the outcome of the battle with "Lady Despair" have changed... Angel couldn't help but think so, but he soon came to a negative conclusion. Panatia, as a Sequence 4 Witch of Despair, could absolutely suppress Angel, who was on the same path. Even with one more magical item, the outcome would probably be the same.
The time in the car was spent in the two people chatting. Strangely, there were no "unlucky" things like broken axles and frightened horses on this journey, which made Angel touch his waist several times, suspecting that his "lucky" pistol was left in the Harvest Church.
Their second destination was the Brave Man's Bar on Iron Gate Street in Backlund's Bridge District, where they would make final preparations for leaving Backlund next week—forging new identities.
As an area close to the East District, the area near the bridge also suffered a lot of losses in the heavy smog. Although there were not many deaths, some non-fatal but harmful diseases had quietly spread among the crowd. When the two came to the "Brave Bar", the business here was obviously much sluggish than a few days ago. The bartender was yawning boredly behind the bar, as if he had not woken up yet.
Angel and Klein first ordered a rather simple lunch. After filling their stomachs with burnt sausages and bread, they went to the bar together.
"Looking for Caspers, there's big business."
Klein lowered his voice and spoke with a familiarity.
The bartender looked at him with a bit of surprise and replied:
"You should have come a few days earlier. That guy is dead. It's said he was suffocated by a pillow while sleeping at night. Guess what the police said, haha, it was an accident."
A tipster like this could be accidentally suffocated by a pillow... shouldn't he be more concerned about retaliation? Forget about a Beyonder; even an ordinary person could easily break into his bedroom... No, that might be the police's explanation. Perhaps an official Beyonder has already intervened in the investigation, and the "accident" is just a cover-up for the extraordinary incident.
Angel was lost in thought. She looked at Klein beside her. Klein also frowned, obviously thinking of this. After a moment, he nodded and asked,
"Does he have a successor?"
"Of course, we need vendors here. Go to the old place and look for the 'old man'."
The "old place" the bartender referred to was a small room behind the bar with a pool table, which was always occupied by several strong men, but it was actually the place where Caspers used to conduct secret transactions.
Pushing open the half-open door, the two entered the small room. There were a few balls of different colors randomly placed on the pool table, and the cue was covered in dust. It seemed that no one had played for some time.
A boy who was not too old was sitting in the shadow in the corner. When he saw someone coming in, he stood up and walked into the light. Angel immediately recognized the boy wearing a bowler hat and an old coat, Ian.
That was shortly after she arrived in Backlund. In order to rescue the kidnapped Sonya, she and the Dominican Federation broke into the Zmanger Party's warehouse and encountered another kidnapped person.
Unexpectedly, Ian, who was rescued by her at the time and claimed to "disappear for a while", appeared in the Brave Bar again and replaced Caspers who died mysteriously and became the new intelligence dealer.
"Detective Sherlock Moriarty!" Ian first recognized Klein, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and a thick beard, and then turned his gaze to Angel, his eyes lighting up. "Ma'am, we meet again. I still owe you a favor!"
"I didn't realize you were the 'old man' the bartender was talking about."
Looking at Ian, who was putting on two beards and pretending to be mature, Angel chuckled and replied.
After explaining his purpose to the new intelligence dealer, Ian nodded first, then frowned and said:
"I have plenty of ways to make fake identities. I used Caspar's and my own, but I'm afraid it'll be a little difficult these days. I heard some rumors that yesterday's heavy smog was caused by some cultists. Now the police, the military, and even MI9 are hunting down unidentified people. Making a fake identity now is like getting in on the act with a 'Come and Get Me' sign on my head..."
The two looked at each other, with helplessness in their eyes.
Unexpectedly, yesterday's heavy smog was not only incredibly lethal, but also had a profound impact on the situation in Backlund. Judging from this, the two of them might have to leave Backlund in their current identities and detour through other cities before heading to Pritz Harbor. Otherwise, it would be easy to draw attention to their true destination.
"Perhaps you can wait for a while, two to three weeks, at the latest after the New Year, this high alert will be relaxed, and the price of fake IDs will be cheaper by then. After all, well, too many people died this time."
Speaking of this, Ian's mood was a little low. Whether it was the "good citizens" or intelligence dealers like him, they all had similar attitudes towards this sudden disaster.
After leaving the Brave Bar, Klein sighed, looked at Angel, and said:
"It seems that we have no choice but to choose the backup plan."
As an alternative, Angel would leave Backlund as "Erin Watson" and "return" to Tingen, where he would choose a false identity to go to Prids Harbor. "Sherlock Moriarty," like many Backlund people with a little spare money, would go to Disi Bay to spend the cold winter, then change course halfway and meet up at Prids Harbor.
This would probably waste about a week of time, but it would allow the two of them to escape their current identities and possible prying eyes, leaving the Northern Continent from Pritz Harbor while retaining their current identities, giving them a reason to return to Backlund in the future.
It's a shame that "0-08" and its pen holder, Ince Zangwill, will soon return to Backlund. Otherwise, we might have spent the New Year here, bought fake identities at a relatively cheap price, and then left. That might have been a better option...
Angel thought silently as he and Klein boarded the hired carriage.
After a moment, Klein withdrew his gaze from the window, looked over here, and said:
"Tonight..."
Before he finished speaking, an illusory figure appeared by the window, and the temperature in the entire carriage dropped significantly, as if the doors and windows were all open and cold wind was blowing in.
Evil spirit or vengeful soul?
Angel reacted instantly, and the "Knight Bracelet" on his left hand was about to turn into a dagger. Klein, who was sitting opposite him, also opened his eyes wide, but he did not move. Instead, he looked at Angel's side in surprise.
"You need fake ID?"
This somewhat vague voice made Angel feel somewhat familiar.
She turned her head and looked sideways, and sure enough, the figure beside her gradually became clear. It was the "ghost" Miss Sharon, who was wearing a small black hat and a Gothic long skirt.
Seeing that Angel was a little nervous, her blue eyes shifted away uncomfortably, and her voice became more condensed, no longer illusory:
"I'll knock next time."
It would be even more terrifying if someone knocked on the door of a moving carriage... Angel relaxed and stopped dwelling on Miss Sharon's intrusion. Instead, he continued her conversation and answered:
"Yes, we will be leaving Backlund soon and preparing to change our identities."
"Two days, 100 pounds."
Sharon, who was very frugal with words, answered immediately.
After a moment, they both understood what she meant.
Unexpectedly, this Beyonder possessed channels that were beyond the reach of intelligence dealer Ian. This gave Angel, who had originally planned to separate from Klein and leave Backlund alone, a pleasant surprise. He looked across at Klein, who nodded slightly. His hand had already reached into his windbreaker, and he quickly pulled out a pre-written note containing the identity information he needed.
"German Sparrow?"
Taking the note and glancing at it, Sharon read out the name on it in a questioning tone, but did not continue asking. Instead, she put the note away and looked at Angel again.
"What about you?"
"Copying book reviews, right?"
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