Chapter 902 The Impending War
Angel had actually noticed a powerful creature approaching from the spirit world a long time ago.
She had sensed Mr. Azik's travels through the spirit world when she was still the Witch of Despair, not to mention now that she had been promoted to Sequence 3. However, since he was a messenger, she was not overly alert. Instead, she was immersed in her own emotions. After a moment, she stretched out her hand and let the letter fall into her hand, pulled by the invisible thread.
"Triss's letter... She actually managed to infiltrate the ruins left behind by the Blood Emperor, Alistair Tudor, through extraordinary means... Mr. Men, that was Abraham, the High-Sequence Beyonder who had troubled the Magician, Fors, and who had killed many of his family members through his blood curse... Judging from Triss's description, he might be a powerful angel, able to decipher the Blood Emperor's ruins."
Angel opened the envelope and quickly scanned the information inside, muttering after a moment.
The letter mentioned that she was needed to help obtain some flesh, blood or hair of a descendant of Abraham's family, either living or dead. With the blood connection, Triss could use a ritual she had just learned not long ago to contact this still living being and obtain the secret of the Blood Emperor's ruins.
"The Abraham family suffered heavy losses after the Four Emperors' War and gradually declined. This is likely related to Mr. 'Gate'. Was he already an angel at that time, or even a Sequence 1 Archangel?
"It seems quite likely that this ancient, powerful being experienced the apotheosis of 'Blood Emperor' Tudor. Perhaps 'He' truly knows how to enter the Tudor Ruins... Compared to 'Ruins No. 1', which is guarded by members of the royal family and extremely difficult to enter, and even disguised by Adam, the other eight closed ruins are actually the weak points of George III's ritual. If we can obtain the method to enter, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the success rate of the operation to prevent the 'Black Emperor' from becoming apotheosis...
"But whether the ritual itself will cause harm remains to be tested. I know Mr. Dorian from the Abraham family, but would he be willing to give his blood to a high-ranking witch? Well, we can compromise on this point. We can ask him to hand over the flesh, blood, or hair of a deceased family member. If that doesn't work, we can entrust Fors. I remember she once buried an elderly Abraham family member.
"Talk to Klein and have him do the preliminary divination?"
Angel held the envelope, wandered around the bedroom for a moment, and made a decision.
"Anyway, I've already changed my clothes and was planning to go to his house..."
She muttered, and dived into the full-length mirror, her figure quickly disappearing.
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On another Wednesday, Angel went to Pacefield Street in the North District as usual, went to the office of the "Roen Charity Student Aid Fund" to exercise his rights as a director of the foundation.
Of course, she came mainly to make additional donations.
On Monday the huge sum promised by Archbishop Anthony Stevenson – a large sum of gold from the sale of Baroness Langdon's estate – was transferred into her bank account, bringing her balance to six figures, and to the unlucky figure of £130,000.
This was enough savings to maintain several expensive properties and live a wealthy life. The income from investment alone was enough to cover all expenses, and there was even some left over... At this moment, Angel finally experienced the happiness of being rich.
Of course, after being promoted to Sequence 3, her desire for gold pounds was no longer as strong as before. The materials and magical items she needed were almost impossible to buy with money. The investment in the East District factory, the gradual establishment of a maritime fleet, and the prospects of a suburban winery also provided her with a stable source of income.
Therefore, she decided to follow Klein's example and donate 5,000 pounds to the Loen Charity Student Aid Fund, which was currently operating well and had already funded a large number of poor students. She would also add more funds depending on the situation.
After signing the donation agreement, Angel returned to the first-floor lobby and was about to go sit in Audrey's office when he suddenly discovered that the noble lady was not in the room. Instead, she was riding a two-wheeled bicycle not far from the street where the foundation was located, slowly approaching this side.
bike……
Angel had recently seen quite a few postmen, policemen, and workers riding bicycles in Backlund. This human-powered mode of transportation, adaptable to most streets and alleys, was extremely popular with those who had to commute daily but, for some reason, couldn't take carriages or the subway.
But Angel still found it a little unbelievable that a noble girl with a fortune of hundreds of thousands of pounds and a wealthy family would go out on a bicycle that could be bought for three or five pounds.
A bicycle is probably not as expensive as a lace pattern on her dress...
Feeling this way, Angel went out to the street and happened to see Audrey riding her bicycle skillfully to the door of the foundation office building. She braked lightly, put one foot on the ground, got off the bicycle sideways, and pushed the bicycle to a parking shed at the door and locked it.
There were already quite a few bicycles parked there with somewhat crude designs. Audrey's bicycle was very different from them. In addition to its more exquisite design, the front bar was also tilted, allowing ladies to ride it easily while wearing a skirt. When getting off the bicycle, they could also move their feet forward without having to step over the high seat and make an indecent posture.
“Is this a new design?”
Angel asked thoughtfully.
Wearing a simple light yellow long dress, with her blonde hair tied back, Audrey, like a common office lady on the streets of Backlund, fixed her slightly messy hair while answering:
"Yes, this one is designed for women and is a bit more expensive, but it's expected to sell very well... I've requested one to try out first."
She stuck out her tongue playfully, as happy as a child who had found a new toy.
"With the distinguished Miss Audrey Hall trying it out, all the women in Backlund will probably be vying to buy it."
Angel joked, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a middle-aged man with an entourage walking towards the nearby Saint Samuel Church. It turned out to be Dwayne Dantès, played by Klein.
Only one Leonard is missing, and the four-member "Hall of Honesty" team will be complete... Angel complained in his heart, took the initiative to greet him and gave him an intimate hug.
The two no longer hide their close relationship from the outside world, and even deliberately make some intimate gestures so that the two identities of "Christine" and "Dawn" can confirm their relationship as soon as possible.
"Mr. Dawn, it's nice to meet you... I remember you were among those who competed for shares in Backlund Bicycle Company... It's a pity you didn't make it to the end." Audrey suddenly said from the side.
"That was because the quote was a bit high at the time, and I wasn't particularly optimistic about the prospects of this new type of transportation. It turns out I was wrong."
Klein let go of Angel, glanced at the noble girl, and said with a chuckle.
He's deceiving Audrey again... I remember him saying he acquired that 10% of the company's shares while playing Sherlock, then offered to sell them because competition wasn't fierce, even raising the price himself twice. Not to mention, he might have provided the entire patented design. He's essentially transferring money from one hand to the other, defrauding investors... Angel muttered, pointing to the second floor office.
"Go up and rest for a while?"
The other two looked at her with strange eyes.
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In the office of Audrey, the foundation's director, Angel's personal maid, Audrey's beloved dog Susie, and Klein's butler and bodyguard all stayed in the outer room, leaving the more private inner room as a place for the three of them to talk.
Of course, with the exception of Angel's maid, Elsa, the room was filled with Beyonders. Even the golden retriever, Susie, crouching in the corner, was practically a Sequence 6 "hypnotist." Klein's bodyguard and valet were disguised by "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell and "Fallen Count" Quonas, respectively. The original valet, "Winner," Enuni, used the power of a magical item to transform into a lump of flesh and sneak into Quonas' stomach, to prevent the sudden increase in the number of servants from attracting attention and potentially linking them to the Deputy Director of MI9, who had been missing for two weeks.
"...I didn't hear much about MI9 from my father and brother's conversation. The 'Dream Walker' who followed me and was hypnotized by me is said to have been sent to Severus County, stationed on the border with the Intis Republic for a long-term mission... I'm afraid this is a bit of exile, a response from the military to the shock I received and the dissatisfaction of my father, Duke Negan."
After closing the doors and windows, the three began to discuss topics that could be discussed in real life, such as the domestic situation and the outcome of some disturbances at the previous dance. However, the truly secret topics could only be discussed when the Tarot Club was convened.
"It's better than the Southern Continent, and our relationship with Intis is currently quite good. According to the information revealed by the military personnel I know, Loen is most likely to clash with Feysac, and the time will be no later than the beginning of next year... A local war is probably unavoidable."
Klein said in an emotionless tone.
Is this really just a local war?... What Adam hopes for, what His ritual requires, is a world-sweeping revolution. George III's "Black Emperor" is likely planning to ascend to power under these circumstances. Once the flames of war ignite, it's likely to engulf all nations, including Intis...
Angel thought about it, looked at Audrey, and asked:
"What does your father, Earl Hall, think of the current situation?"
She knew that after Hwin's death, he had continued to collect relevant information and share it with the members of the Tarot Club.
"Of course he hopes for continued peace. This is out of his own self-interest. War would cause economic turmoil, currency devaluation, and a reduction in my family's wealth... But personally, Dad and Hibbert also don't want to see war... Unfortunately, not many people share this view. Many nobles have noticed the royal family's attitude and have begun to side with the other side, pushing this matter forward."
Hibbert is Audrey's elder brother and the future heir to the Hall family title. With the help of his achievements in the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, he has successfully entered the political arena and has become a little famous.
"There's no doubt someone is manipulating all this. It seems Hwin's 'disappearance' hasn't affected their actions."
Angel commented.
"Under Hvin Rambis's arrangement, I've become the leader of a psychological research team. Apparently, there are more than one such team in the big city of Backlund. They're responsible for various areas of affairs and, at critical moments, 'guide' certain people to achieve their desired goals."
As Audrey spoke, the three of them looked at each other and saw worry and helplessness in each other's eyes.
The situation has reached this point where a few people alone are unable to reverse it, and it is even difficult to get a glimpse of the full picture.
For example, the actions of the three major churches, the attitudes of their gods, whether the factions within the royal family have reached a consensus, and even how other countries will react... Even as a demigod, Angel felt that all of this was shrouded in fog and he could only see a small area around him.
War may be coming...
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In the evening, Angel sneaked into the mirror world and came to the "Hat Trick" Hotel at 22 Hope Road, Cherwood District, and found room 2016 on the second floor.
She did not enter the room directly through the passage in the mirror, but appeared in the corridor and knocked gently on the door.
A moment later, the door opened a crack from the inside, and Dorian Gray Abraham, dressed in formal attire and with broad shoulders and strong arms, poked his head out. After seeing who was coming, he pushed the door open completely and greeted him stiffly:
"Ms. Angelica Sage, thank you for taking the time to meet with me."
He wasn't this respectful last time... Well, that time I asked him for something, this time he asked me for something...
Sensing the difference in the other party's attitude, Angel nodded and entered the room. After the other party locked the door again, he asked directly:
"You asked Ms. Fors to deliver a message. What's the matter?"
Dorian came to the tea table, poured a cup of black tea for himself and the guest, and then spoke:
"There are two things I need your help with. First, several people from the Tamara family want to meet you..."
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