Chapter 565: Special
"Turani von Helmothuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
"Turani von Helmothuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
A strong wind swept through the meeting room on the second floor of "Sea and Fire", carrying low but clear shouts into the room and into Angel's ears.
She first looked out the window in confusion, and only after the continuous shouting gradually subsided did she ask:
"What's going on? It seems like the entire Bayam can hear this cry. It contains the power of a storm..."
Sitting across from her was Lucky Nick, Bayam's underground intelligence agent from the Dominican Federation.
The latter was stuffing the precious star crystal into an iron box divided into multiple spaces. Upon hearing this, he raised his head and sneered:
"I'm just a newly promoted Sequence 7. Do you think I can understand this kind of thing?
"But I'm somewhat familiar with this name. The 'Third Generation Difference Engine Manuscript' we found and sold in Backlund was Helmothuein's masterpiece. Now the entire Northern Continent is searching for him. How did this guy end up in Bayam?"
Difference Engine Manuscript… Hearing this word, Angel remembered that his “first pot of gold” after arriving in Backlund came from this, and he also remembered this famous scientist with a difficult-to-pronounce name.
The Dominican Federation had hurriedly left Backlund and fled overseas, so the name was deeply impressed. Seeing Angel lower his head in thought, he closed the iron box with a snap, pushed it to him, and said with a light cough:
"If I were you, I wouldn't get involved in this matter. The whole city will hear the announcement just now. Regardless of whether it's true or false, countless people will flock to 32 Black Pepper Avenue to try to capture this popular figure. Among them might even be a demigod..."
Among Bayam's demigods, that's the Sea King... Angel thought of the might of Yann Kottman flying at supersonic speed, and the "lawyer" demigod who fled in a panic even though he had killed someone to silence him. He chuckled and replied:
"I'm not going to die."
But I need to discuss this with Klein...
She added silently, picked up the tin box filled with various spiritual materials, and stood up to leave.
"Hey, I got you everything. Where's my Sonya?"
Seeing that she was about to leave, the Dominican Federation stood up and asked.
"Then you have to go find Elaine. After being promoted to 'Clown', she keeps sneaking onto the ship, and the sailors can't catch her. You'd better go and negotiate with her yourself."
Angel had already walked out of the room, leaving behind only a reply that made the Dominican Federation's face fall.
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Avoiding the teams of navy soldiers who were rushing to "Black Pepper Avenue" and the four-wheeled carriages with the Holy Emblem of Storm hanging on them, Angel returned to the "Blue Wind" Hotel.
Pushing open the door of the luxury suite on the third floor, Angel found Klein sitting on the sofa in the living room with a tired look on his face. In front of him was a familiar-looking radio receiver.
"Why aren't you asleep yet? I told you not to wait for me."
She said this apologetically, putting down the iron box containing various materials. She took the white paper with a line of ciphertext printed on it from under the transmitter and found the decoded content written below:
"Tomorrow morning at 7:00, 32 Black Pepper Avenue."
Is this... where Hermothuin is?
Angel instantly thought of the "notice" that had just spread throughout the city through the power of the storm.
"This evening, when I went to buy a boat ticket out of Bayam, I discovered Hermothuin's whereabouts. He was with Odel, the 'Silver Viper,' who claimed to serve the 'Mysterious Queen.' This made me a little confused."
Klein mustered his energy and took the initiative to explain.
"I tried to monitor the radio frequency obtained in Damir Port, and indeed received this message. To prevent this scientist from falling into the hands of the Blood Admiral, I reported this matter to Mr. Fool, and then..."
"And then there was the city-wide broadcast just now?" Angel chuckled and put down the telegram. "On my way back, the navy, the Governor's Office soldiers, and even the Mandated Punishers were all dispatched. It must be very lively there now..."
As if to verify her words, a blinding light flashed outside the window, and a thick streak of lightning streaked across the cloudless sky, hitting the ground. Soon, a huge fire broke out in that area.
"That's Black Pepper Avenue..."
Klein muttered.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and Angel walked to the balcony, closed the door, and drew the curtains, pretending that the chaos outside did not exist.
"Anyway, whoever captures Hermothuin and obtains his research results will have to hand over their gains in this multi-party capture. We don't need to worry about anything else... I bought a boat ticket to Connacht in Disi Bay tomorrow morning to avoid being implicated in what happens next."
After saying that, Klein yawned and prepared to go back to his bedroom for a good sleep.
I held a Tarot meeting, disguised myself to buy a boat ticket, met a great scientist, gave myself a "report", used the Scepter of Poseidon to contact believers to confirm the situation, and issued a "broadcast". I'm so busy... Klein muttered. Seeing that Angel was still standing by the receiver without moving, he was about to ask when he suddenly felt a spiritual reminder and looked towards the door.
Angel also made the same move. With the magic mirror in her arms, her alertness was only slightly less than that of Klein, the fortune teller.
A moment later, there were continuous knocks outside the door.
The two exchanged glances, Angel disappeared, and Klein silently walked to the door, pressing the doorknob. He paused for a moment, waiting for his appearance and body shape to completely change under the power of the Faceless Man, before opening the door and looking outside.
A thin old man with gray hair was standing at the door. He was wearing a thick coat that didn't fit him well. He pretended to knock on the door with one hand and held a handful of colorful candies in the other hand, putting them into his mouth one by one, the sound of chewing could be heard continuously.
"Turani von Helmothuin."
Klein frowned and whispered the other person's identity.
This was not only a warning to the other party, but also to inform Angel who was hiding nearby.
"Hello, Mr. I don't know what your name is now."
Hermoshoyin swallowed the candy in his mouth, smiled, revealing his broken teeth, and said.
"I noticed you this afternoon, but I couldn't get away then, so I had to take advantage of the chaos to find you now... My life is coming to an end, and I remember a lot of things.
"Please allow me to reintroduce myself. My name in this life is Turanny von Helmothuin, but you can also call me: Orange Light, Hilarion."
He bowed exaggeratedly to Klein at the door, then turned his gaze to the side, staring directly at the invisible Angel.
"Miss, please don't be so cautious. I only have less than an hour left to live. I'm here just to remind you: be careful of the 'Mother Tree of Desire'."
Orange Light, Hilarion, "Mother Tree of Desire"...
Angel frowned and removed his invisibility, but he still kept a distance from Hilarion, whose hair was graying and whose face was getting paler.
"Ju Guang? Are you one of the 'Seven Lights of the Spirit World'?"
After a moment of thought, Klein asked.
"Yes, I've accomplished the purpose of my journey and am about to return to the spirit world. Perhaps after you become a demigod, we'll meet again... Also, I suggest you," Hilarion looked at Angel, clearly including him in this statement, "ascend to demigod status as soon as possible. This way, your divine nature will mask your inherent flaws and prevent you from being coveted by the Mother Tree of Desire again."
"What are your characteristics?"
Angel asked back, subconsciously looking at himself and Klein.
"In the eyes of certain special spiritual beings, your characteristics are no secret. They can be discovered as long as they get close. I believe you have already noticed it."
Hilarion first looked at Klein, and after he nodded seriously, he turned his gaze to Angel, a hint of inquiry in his cloudy eyes.
"And you, beautiful and dangerous lady, wherever you go, disaster follows you. And after the earth is shattered and all that exists in the world ceases to exist, that one remaining hope may be able to save everyone... This is the prophecy of 'Yellow Light' Venitan, and I take this opportunity to convey it to you."
Who then... Angel felt like she was in class. She looked up at Klein and found that he was also a little confused.
"These reminders are merely friendly gestures from me, considering your identities. Or perhaps you could consider them an investment. Just like the original stocks listed on the Backlund Stock Exchange, high-quality stocks always have investors. You should have experienced the kindness of other 'investors'... But the 'Mother Tree of Desire' is different. 'It's' extremely greedy, wanting to completely own the shares and control 'high-quality stocks' like you. This is something other 'investors' don't want to see."
"Furthermore, although the Church of the Seven Gods hates evil gods like the True Creator and the Primordial Witch, they hate the Mother Tree of Desire even more. Even the Aurora Society and the Witch Cult, both secretive and evil sects, dislike the Rose School... Perhaps you can use this to your advantage and deal with them."
Hilarion seemed not to notice the expressions of the two people. He spoke to himself for a while, then suddenly coughed a few times and said in a significantly weakened voice:
"Finally, do you mind if I die here? Perhaps you can collect a bounty."
"mind."
The two answered in unison.
Compared to the so-called bounty, the forces tracking them, such as "Sea King" and "Manufactured Punisher", are more troublesome.
"Do you have any enemies in Bayam? I could die peacefully at his doorstep, and you'll have your revenge."
"Just a little further away..."
After a long silence, Angel slowly replied.
"Then I have to go, otherwise I might die on the road..."
With a slight smile, Hilarion stuffed the last few candies in her hand into her mouth, chewed them, and walked out of the room with a staggering step, going down the corridor.
Seeing him staggering, Angel was a little afraid that this "Hermoshuin" would die in the hotel. It was not until the figure disappeared at the stairs that the two closed the door and looked at each other.
There is so much information to digest...
"Da da, da da."
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a needle hitting paper could be heard in the quiet living room. The two men looked at the radio receiver on the table, watching it slowly spit out a piece of telegram paper with a cipher message on it.
He walked forward and quickly translated it into Loenese. Klein stared at the contents on the paper for a long time without moving.
Angel also came forward and took the telegram. She found that the decrypted text was only a few short words, but the content made her spine cold:
"I got you!"
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