Chapter 307: The Threat Directly Targeting Klein
Whether it had anticipated this or did not show its surprise and disappointment, the "Eye of Wisdom" just nodded slightly and calmly turned its gaze from Sherlock to Angel, asking for her opinion.
"This matter has little to do with us. Besides, a Beyonder capable of cultivating a Sequence 6 'Demon' must be at least Sequence 5, right? I think this is a bit beyond our capabilities."
Not knowing Sherlock's true thoughts, Angel had no choice but to agree with him.
"I see. It seems you have a way to deal with their pursuit. Those detectives will have to seek help from official Beyonders. After all, I don't have any effective way to restrict a Sequence 5 'Apostle of Desire'."
Eye of Wisdom spoke in a calm tone, as if he was discussing other people's affairs... but this was indeed the case. He was the only "outsider" present. Unless the person behind the scenes loved the "Devil Dog" so much that he wanted to take back its extraordinary characteristics, the old man would probably not easily get involved in the incident.
"'Apostle of Desire', is it the sequel to 'Demon'?"
Sherlock, who had relaxed after refusing to help and seemed no longer to pay attention to the conversation, suddenly asked.
"Yes, he possesses all the characteristics of a 'demon': he's immune to divination, extremely sensitive to danger directed at him, and capable of 'demonization.' He also possesses the ability to exploit and manipulate everyone's emotions and desires. As for specific information, I'm afraid only the church's internal secret documents can record it. After all, each Apostle of Desire is responsible for dozens or even hundreds of murders, and is undoubtedly the focus of the Orthodox Church."
"Thank you for the information."
Sherlock nodded slightly in thanks, then continued to lean back in his chair, showing no sign of regret.
"Oh, that's not necessary. There are still more than ten days until the time the person behind the scenes 'announces'. There should be two or three gatherings during this period. If you," Wisdom Eye said, looking at Angel, "are interested in providing assistance and participating in the distribution of the high bounty, feel free to let me know."
"A reward? But haven't they reported the crime yet?"
Angel raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I'll let them do that. It will inevitably generate a bounty higher than that of a serial killer. But no matter what, the official Beyonders can't provide long-term protection, and what the 'Devils' lack the least is patience. As long as the protection reveals a flaw, they will still be retaliated against."
"Using the exact time he predicted, we could set up an ambush and kill the person behind it?"
Angel took over the other party's words and said.
"That's right, with your participation, the success rate will be much higher."
The old man still did not give up persuasion and added at the end.
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"So, you didn't receive the threatening letter that the Eye of Wisdom mentioned?"
After leaving the small building where the party was held, Klein soon saw Angel waiting at the corner of the alley. Angel had taken off his iron mask and was looking at the streetlight outside the alley with a melancholy expression.
If you ignore the disguised round face and the black hair draped over the shoulders, and only look at the side silhouette under the dim light, it is exactly the same as the Night Watchman Angel Granger in Klein's memory, making him involuntarily recall every detail of their time together in Tingen City.
"Of course not. Otherwise, even if it was for my own protection, I wouldn't refuse this."
He answered in a relaxed tone and walked out of the alley side by side with Angel. Angel would first go to a safe house somewhere in the East District before returning home, so Klein took the lead and walked towards the nearest Steam Train Station.
Klein did not lie about this matter; he indeed did not receive the so-called threatening letter.
Although he was a little worried about his identity being exposed when Eye of Wisdom first mentioned this matter, if he rashly agreed to the other party's commission when he was not under any threat, he might end up in the awkward situation of "having to accept protection as the threatened person and participate in the action as the protector", so he rejected Eye of Wisdom's request first.
We must be cautious. We can't let a situation like the one where we accidentally exposed our identity when we first arrived in Backlund and ended up having to pay a large sum of money to have Ambassador Intis assassinated...
Klein felt a pang of fear as he recalled how his five-pound commission had ultimately led to the ambassador's murder, and how Loen and Intis had been blaming each other in the newspapers for a whole month, creating an international farce.
Enjoying the tranquility of the nighttime streets, he and Angel walked across the entire street. They said goodnight to each other at the subway station and parted ways. Watching each other's backs disappear around the corner of the stairs, Klein reluctantly left the Backlund Bridge District and returned to his home in the Cherwood District.
"Thinking back to what happened at the party just now, I have a feeling she's about to agree to the commission from the Eye of Wisdom. Is it because she's worried about my identity being exposed, or is she interested in the bounty... Haha, it's probably the latter. Klein, you must not fall into the three major illusions. Now you're Sherlock Moriarty, not the Klein Moretti she's familiar with..."
He was lost in thought, and took out the key to open the door.
The moment he pushed open the door, the smile on Klein's face froze. He felt his spiritual intuition being triggered, and he suddenly stopped and stood by the door, observing the situation at home with the crimson moonlight shining into the living room through the doors and windows.
The coat rack, coffee table, sofa, the blurry bookshelves and stairs in the distance...all looked normal.
But he knew that a stranger had entered his home.
His nerves tense, his feet tense, ready to dodge at any moment, Klein gently turned on the gas lamp at the door. The warm light illuminated the entire room. Everything was just as it was when he left in the evening, without any change.
No, there is an extra letter on the coffee table.
He picked up the cane by the door that only respectable people would carry when going out, walked slowly to the coffee table, and with full concentration and vigilance, picked up the letter with no words or marks on the surface and opened it with one hand.
A faint smell of blood wafted into his nostrils. On the thin piece of letter paper, two lines of solidified blood words caught Klein's eye.
"November 30th, the day you and they die."
"No one can escape!"
The last stroke of the letter at the end of the sentence was very long, reaching the edge of the letter paper, and the bloody trace seemed to tell the other party's determination.
Threatening letter!
The threatening letter mentioned by "Eye of Wisdom"!
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At five o'clock on Sunday afternoon, Angel applied the bottle of communication potion provided by Triss to the ice mirror he made on time.
The ice mirror can shatter into shapeless fragments at any time according to her thoughts. Compared with ordinary mirrors, it is more suitable for communicating with unknown objects like Triss.
Unlike the last time when the connection was made directly, I had to wait for a minute after applying the medicine before the mirror surface turned dark, and then the image on the other side appeared.
Triss was wearing a robe that covered every inch of her skin. Her round face under her black hair was full of sorrow. When she saw Angel, a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.
"As expected, you contacted me on time. I knew I would successfully express my request that day."
These words made Angel confused, but when she thought of Triss's strange behavior, she immediately came to a conclusion.
"You don't remember anything about that night?"
Hearing Angel's question, Triss's beautiful face gradually revealed an expression mixed with fear, worry and helplessness.
"No, I remember most of it. I met you, and you said you knew me in Tingen City. I also told you... about my current situation. But I forgot everything after that. When I woke up, I was naked again, lying on that guy's bed. He, he..."
"Prince Edessac Augustus?"
Angel carefully interrupted Triss.
"Yes, it's him!"
Triss shouted through gritted teeth.
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