Chapter 614 Preparations of the Three Parties
As the familiar crimson light faded, Fors returned to the bedroom of his home in Cherwood.
She first closed her eyes and carefully memorized the key points of the "meeting". While the spiritual wall was still there, she used a simple ceremony to sacrifice "Lemano's Travel Notes" and one of the two remaining "Spiritual World Shuttle Stones" that had saved her several times to Mr. Fool. The latter came from a bracelet owned by the widow of a member of the Abraham family. Each stone on the bracelet could be used for one "journey".
After doing all this, Fors tiptoed to the bedroom door, opened it, and looked into the living room. Sure enough, she found that Xio Deercha had returned home and was rummaging through the cabinet behind the sofa. She bent down slightly, her head lower than the backrest. If it weren't for a tuft of messy blonde hair occasionally peeking out from above, no one would have noticed her.
"Um, are you awake?"
Hearing the noise, Xio's head appeared from behind the sofa and asked in confusion.
She knew that although her friend had an erratic sleep schedule, he often locked his bedroom door and slept during the day, most often in the afternoons, especially on Mondays, so she wasn't particularly surprised.
"I haven't slept. I was, uh, reviewing manuscripts. You know, I've made a lot of money from publishing agents lately."
Fors retorted, feeling a little guilty, but she quickly straightened her chest. After all, she had made quite a bit of extra money from publishing the Great Adventurer and Great Pirate series. Recently, even their meals had improved significantly, and she even planned to find an opportunity to move out of Cherwood and move to Hillston, where communication with publishers would be more convenient.
Of course, after meeting the two real protagonists of the novel, German Sparrow and Angelica Sage, she suddenly decided to reject the publishing request of the pen pal, so as to avoid being caught by the real protagonist, breaking into her house and making her "stop writing" in the physical sense.
However, with a 20% profit, based on previous bestsellers, I could earn several hundred pounds, or even a thousand pounds, each time I publish as a publishing agent... Well, I can just sell the copyright of "Vice-Admiral of Disease" and let him find someone else to do this dangerous thing. Or, perhaps, I can just publish it only in Intis, so that the "world" of Loen and the "Queen" won't find out...
Fors's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts. It wasn't until Xio came to her and stood in front of her, poking her waist in confusion, that she came to her senses. She pursed her lips, drove away the countless gold pounds from her mind, and said:
"Xiu, there's something I need to discuss with you," she said, looking at her friend's chubby face. "This Friday night, I want to..."
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Above the gray fog, Klein the Fool looked at the palm-sized "Lemano's Travel Notes" in front of him, with a copper-green cover, almost the same color as the Tarot Club's bronze table, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Compared to his "Creeping Hunger" and Angel's "Rose Necklace", this notebook, which originated from the extraordinary characteristics of the "Recorder" of the apprenticeship path, undoubtedly has a wider range of uses.
It has 25 pages of ordinary paper that can record abilities below Sequence 6, and 10 pages of parchment that can record Sequence 5 or Sequence 6 abilities. Each page can record an independent extraordinary ability. When using it, one only needs to turn to that page and inject some spiritual power to perform the corresponding extraordinary ability with about 80% of the effect.
Of course, the pages of a book that have been used once will become blank again, making it easier to record and use them next time.
This is equivalent to giving the user the right to use 35 different types of Beyonder abilities. Although the effect is slightly worse, quantity can fully compensate for quality. Klein immediately came up with several ways to deal with Beyonders of the same sequence without using his own abilities, relying solely on this travel notebook. The success rate is not low.
Being able to allow a Sequence 7 Beyonder to possess such a powerful magical item, it seems that the power of the Abraham family is much greater than I imagined... Klein sighed and cast his gaze on the three most special pages of burnt yellow paper in the notebook.
These are only three pages of a special book that can record a trace of divinity and therefore store high-sequence extraordinary abilities!
With it, even without Angel's help, I have a high probability of dealing with "Mr. X" alone... He pursed his lips and stopped himself from taking such a risky idea.
As a divine messenger of the Aurora Society, Mr. X dared to reveal his identity directly in Backlund and show his face in public. He must have the protection of other Aurora Society members behind him. Even if that "Mercury Serpent" Ouroboros no longer paid attention to Backlund, the Aurora Society should have other Sequence 5s, and there might even be saints hiding there. The help of their own demigods was necessary.
Moreover, another "demigod" has joined this battle. That "man in the mirror" may prioritize dealing with the Aurora Society, or he may directly regard Angel and Klein as enemies, causing chaos in the situation.
Deep down, Klein, who preferred to plan before taking action, was not very receptive to this "three-way battle" plan. Ever since his time as a Sequence 7 "Magician", he had preferred prepared actions and would try to avoid uncontrollable factors.
Being timid and hesitant was not in line with his behavior in front of Angel, nor was it in line with his identity as a "fool".
Furthermore, during the battle outside Bayam City involving multiple demigods, Klein discovered that sometimes discovering and exploiting chaos could actually benefit less powerful Beyonders like him. If Mr. X had the protection of a demigod, he and Angel would have multiple ways to evacuate the scene, and having one more "Mirror Man" wouldn't be a problem. And if the other side didn't have a demigod, then his side's combat power would be the strongest of the three, capable of taking on both.
As the "Master of Secret Puppetry," I hid behind the scenes and planned to eliminate two Sequence 5 Beyonders at once. This battle would verify my combat prowess, and it was also a preview of my revenge against Ince Zangwill!
Having made up his mind, Klein smiled slightly, raised the "Poseidon Scepter" in his hand, and at the same time poured his spirituality into Lemanno's travel notes and scepter, making the notes glow dimly and the gem on the top of the bone scepter burst out with silver-white lightning.
"Lightning Storm"!
Silver-white lightning appeared out of thin air above the gray fog, like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, filling the interior of the towering palace.
At the same time, on the burnt yellow page of the notebook, complex runes appeared alternately, merged into shape, and were about to cover the entire page.
But the next moment, with a "puff", the pattern on the surface of the paper collapsed, and a tiny flash of lightning shot out, dissipating along with the storm above, and returning to calm.
Failed again... Klein's mouth twitched, and the glimmer of confidence he had just felt disappeared along with the "Lightning Storm".
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In a spacious but dark room in the basement of St. Samuel's Church.
Saint Anthony Stevenson, Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese, was standing beside his desk with a solemn expression as he looked at Pierce Turner, the senior deacon who held the same ecclesiastical status as him.
"Pierce, you should have received the documents given to you by the Red Gloves before you came. Tell us what you think."
His tone was not as serious as when he spoke to other night watchmen, but rather carried a rare warmth. After all, other senior deacons theoretically only needed to obey the orders of the church, and even as the archbishop of the diocese, he could not command them.
Although in practice, Backlund's senior deacons on duty would obey his orders, demonstrating a superior-subordinate relationship, this was only a tacit understanding and not a requirement.
Therefore, verbal respect is still necessary, even if he is just... Anthony recalled the instructions of the "Sword of the Goddess" to him, his expression unchanged, and walked to the back of the desk, a little further away from Pierce.
"Yes, Your Excellency, Archbishop, I have read the documents in detail. That's why I have this question: Shouldn't the handling of the Aurora Society be handed over to the Red Gloves? Why doesn't Her Excellency, the Sword of the Goddess, Sesima, handle it personally?"
Pierce, who was wearing a black robe and looked nothing like a demigod, shook the file bag in his hand and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Originally, it should have been handed over to Cecima. He came all the way to Backlund specifically for this matter. However, the 'demon serial murder' incident in Conston, Jianhai County, was not completely resolved, and he was needed to rush there to assist the local Nighthawks team in resolving the issue. Therefore, he left early this morning on the steam train."
Anthony answered slowly, with a look of regret on his face, as if he felt that the senior deacon was a little too busy.
"Lord Cecima is a very busy man," Pierce agreed, jokingly saying, "This 'Mr. X' is only Sequence 5. An ordinary Red Gloves team with a Sealed Artifact should be able to handle it."
"I'm not worried that the 'Red Gloves' won't be able to defeat this Aurora Society's divine messenger. I'm worried that Mr. X will flee Backlund immediately when he sees the situation is bad. He's a 'traveler.'"
Hearing Anthony's answer, Pierce's eyes flashed with surprise. He was silent for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Indeed, unless we eliminate him directly in the dream, if we give the Traveler any time to react, he will inevitably leave directly through the spirit world, making it difficult to track him... This Friday night, I will destroy this Aurora Society's gathering place."
Seeing that he finally "got it", Archbishop Anthony nodded with satisfaction:
"If you need support from other teams, you can directly communicate with the Nighthawk or the Red Glove Captain on duty. If you bring other teams, your authority allows you to use a Level 1 Sealed Artifact. Be sure to eliminate Mr. X."
"Support team..." Pierce subconsciously wanted to refuse, but his expression changed and he nodded. "I will bring a team of Nighthawks, and they can provide support from a distance. As for the Sealed Artifact, I will take '1-63' and hand it over to the support team."
It was that one... Anthony nodded softly and agreed to Pierce's plan.
After the senior deacon left, the archbishop looked at the dark holy emblem hanging on the wall and suddenly smiled.
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On Friday evening, Klein, who had pretended to be sick in advance, had a light dinner and asked the servants not to disturb him tonight. Then he returned to his bedroom with a pale face. This was not difficult for the Faceless Man to control his expression.
Then he took out a portable dressing mirror prepared by Angel, placed it next to his pillow, and leaned it against the door.
The mirror reflected his face with graying temples and deep blue eyes.
Following a series of changes on the bed that were like distorted light, "Dwayne Dantès," wearing pajamas like him and with a pale face, appeared half-leaning on the bed, holding a popular novel, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
After trying to touch his other self, Klein was surprised to find that the touch of his "mirror double" was no different from that of a real person. It seemed that even a Beyonder could be fooled by this double unless he attacked directly or used abilities like the "Spirit Thread" to observe.
Thinking of this, he nodded with satisfaction, took a pen and paper, and drew a complex symbol on the paper that combined the secrecy and voyeurism of summoning Arrodes.
After waiting for a moment, "Dwayne Dantès," who had his eyes closed on the bed, suddenly woke up. His gaze immediately locked onto Klein, who was sitting at the table. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his facial features were squeezed together.
He showed a flattering smile, and his voice was extremely soft:
"Great master, your loyal and humble servant Arrodes is at your service!"
I really want it to get out right now... Klein covered his face speechlessly, not wanting to look at this bootlicker who looked just like him for even a second.
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