Chapter 653 Waiting and Letters
Angel didn't wake up from his sweet dream until the sunlight outside the window was strong and many boats were floating on the Serenzo River.
After being promoted to Sequence 4, her need for sleep had decreased significantly. She still maintained a good sleep habit purely out of the need for spiritual recovery and to maintain optimal physical condition. In addition, after gaining a better understanding of the reasons why Beyonders lost control, Angel also believed that this habit could stabilize her own state and reduce the probability of losing control and going crazy.
"Having said that, after leaving Backlund, I finally don't have to get up so early to complete the visits, salons, and dinners on my schedule one by one..."
Looking at the busy river running through Trier, Angel opened the window and took a breath of fresh air. Then he left the hotel suite, went to the street, found a cafe and enjoyed a delicious breakfast.
A trout roll, a pie filled with minced meat, a serving of seasonal fruit, and coffee with extra milk—all for just one Felgin, or about 10 pence in Loen's currency, in District 13, where prices aren't particularly high.
In Backlund, the price of a breakfast like this would be at least double... Burping softly, Angel left the cafe and walked along the riverside towards the steam train station where she got off when entering Trier.
Soon, in the steam that occasionally spread to the street, she saw the onion-shaped dome painted gold, symbolizing the sun, the high walls with white background and gold edges, the huge holy emblem of the sun, and the golden bell tower with large clocks on all four sides, topped with a perfect round golden ball, shining brightly in the sunlight.
That is the church of the Eternal Sun Church located in the Honest Man Market area.
As the Eternal Sun, represented by the sun and symbolized by gold, his church always uses a large amount of gold when building churches, including gold foil on the exterior walls, golden sculptures inside, and gorgeous staircases and pillars. This style has also influenced the entire Intis, forming a unique gold art in the Fifth Age.
I wonder if there were any thieves who came to pick off the gold foil on their exterior walls in the middle of the night... Angel squinted his eyes, trying to identify in the sunlight whether the golden ball on the top of the clock tower revealed the base color under the gold foil, but he quickly gave up.
Because she noticed that the pastor at the door of "St. Robert's Church" was looking over here.
She withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened. As a believer of the Goddess of Night and a member of the "Goddess Army", she followed the crowd passing by the church and slowly approached the magnificent main entrance of the church. She walked away without stopping. Only after the two gazes were withdrawn did she turn into an alley and stay away from the golden light of the "Eternal Sun".
"It seems that no one would want to take the gold foil on the surface of St. Robert's Cathedral. Even if there is, they have been imprisoned in the underground Inquisition..."
She muttered to herself, and found a hired carriage at the door of the nearby steam train station, and took it back to the hotel by the Serenzo River.
Originally, she came here just to take a look at the location of the nearest church so that she could get into the church as quickly as possible to seek shelter when she needed help from the Orthodox Church.
Even if he had to face a conflict between the two major churches afterwards, it was better than losing his life.
However, even the "Man in the Mirror" has infiltrated Backlund's largest Church of the Night. Can the Church of the Eternal Sun be guaranteed to be absolutely safe?
Thinking of this, Angel couldn't help but get out of the car window and look back. He happened to see the onion domes reflecting the sunlight being blocked by the buildings on the narrow road and disappearing from sight, as if the last ray of light was covered by darkness.
In sharp contrast, there is a six-story brick building on the street with a black exterior. Its walls are cracked and peeling, and the black surface is like a series of overlapping blocks of darker and lighter colors, which become lighter towards the upper floors. All the windows facing the street, including the window frames, are nowhere to be seen, like rows of pure black eyes looking at Angel.
What attracted Angel was not only the appearance of the strange building, but also the slight throbbing in her heart when the carriage passed by.
Dongdong, she knocked on the front carriage and asked:
"What's that black building we just passed by?"
A moment later, she learned the history of the house from the driver's Intis language with a southern Reston accent.
This building was once a popular apartment building for market district residents, often fully occupied. However, a freak fire ten years ago killed a third of the residents and left it abandoned. District councillors had long sought to demolish this urban scar, nestled at the edge of Honest Market and near the steam train station, and replace it with a new, modern building, but for unknown reasons, their proposal had been blocked.
The bizarre fire, the reconstruction proposal has never been passed... Angel somehow remembered the extraordinary cases he had encountered, and instinctively suspected that there was the involvement of official extraordinary people behind them. He even wanted to stand next to the building and rely on divination to obtain more information, but he gave up quickly after thinking about it.
This kind of thing is done by the "Mechanical Heart" and the "Purifier". Why should I, a Nighthawk, interfere?
As for that slight throbbing, she thought it was a spiritual reminder, indicating that there would be some trouble within this matter. There might be gains, but it was more likely to be dangerous.
The most important thing is to complete your job... Angel muttered and stopped disturbing the driver.
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Returning to his suite, Angel took out the ancient silver mirror given to him by Archbishop Anthony from the mirror space and drew symbols representing secrecy and peeping on it.
Soon, the surface of the silver mirror that was sparkling in the sunlight turned pitch black, like a portal to a mysterious world. Silver characters appeared on the top, and they were written in Intis.
"My dear mistress, your humble servant Arrodes has finally received your summons!"
It complimented him first, then quickly continued:
"But the power stored in this silver mirror is limited. I can only communicate for less than five minutes. What do you want to ask?"
It was still so thoughtful, even giving me the questions in advance... Angel curled his lips, not wanting to waste time, and quickly spoke:
"I've arrived in Trier. I'm sure you already know all my reasons for coming here, so I need more specific clues, or a way to find them."
Her question was very vague. If it were ordinary divination or spiritualism, this method would easily produce vague and unclear answers. However, when the other party was a "sealed object" that possessed wisdom and would actively cooperate, the benefits of this type of questioning could be fully demonstrated.
"My lady, I'm too far away, and Trier is protected by its complete walls, so I can't see much of the truth... But based on your experience and the things you have access to, I can offer the following suggestions."
It turns out that the walls of Trier really do have mystical uses. Is it because of the magic of the Church of the Eternal Sun, or the technology of the Church of Steam... Angel suppressed his inner surprise and continued to look at the densely packed silver-white text.
"The informant you met last night should have important clues. You should give him your priority, but be careful. Although you can't see clearly, there may be more than one person watching him!"
As expected, the informant possessed some important information that he himself might not even be aware of. He would carefully look through the notebook when he had time. Three days later, he would try to have a detailed talk with him to confirm whether he had been exposed to the sight of the official Beyonders... Angel pressed the palm-sized but very thick notebook in his pocket and lowered his gaze to the next paragraph.
"The Church of the Eternal Sun has a natural advantage over the Mirror Man, but the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery has been threatened and is secretly investigating these events. You can try to contact them and work together, but be careful not to be misled by the Mirror Man who has infiltrated their ranks."
So, if danger strikes, hiding in St. Robert's Cathedral is feasible? But trying to cooperate with the "Mechanical Hearts" should be put off until later. Even within the Kingdom of Loen, there are many conflicts between the three major churches, let alone in a foreign country...
Shaking his head, rejecting the suggestion, Angel looked at the last paragraph:
"You already know the simplest method. Take the black mirror fragments left behind by the person in the mirror after their death. As long as you get within a certain range of them, specifically within ten meters, the fragments will react. At the same time, the other person should also feel the same sensation. The following is a method to hide the interaction between the mirrors..."
Angel immediately memorized this method, not thinking about it carefully, so as not to waste precious communication time. However, after displaying these dense paragraphs of text, Arrodes had obviously used up most of his energy, and the following silver characters seemed weak:
"Madam, I can only answer one more question. Communicating with those within the city walls is more difficult than I imagined. What else do you wish to ask?"
This makes it less than three minutes. It seems that the time it takes to connect to Arrodes is calculated based on the number of words in the answer, rather than the actual length of time... Angel muttered to himself and quickly asked a second question:
"Where can I find members of the Witch Cult?"
No words appeared on the surface of the silver mirror again. Instead, after a silver light rippled like the surface of water, a picture with a relatively simple color appeared.
That was the ground viewed from the air. You could clearly see the confluence of two rivers. On one side in the distance was the city wall shaded by trees, and on the other side was the city of Trier, surrounded by neatly planned grapevines.
The image quickly zoomed in. In a small town near the city, a building with a red roof and off-white walls appeared in the center of the mirror, with a line of text appearing below:
The town of Chaillot, in the western suburbs of Trier.
As soon as he memorized this picture and the prompt, the surface of the silver mirror shimmered and regained its original color. The surface, which was no longer smooth due to the ravages of time, faintly reflected Angel's disguised face.
That’s it… She curled her lips and tried to touch the surface of the silver mirror as if to activate “2-111”. When she found no reaction, she put the mirror away.
Then, she took out the black mirror fragments that appeared after the fake Pierce Turner died, and using the method Arrodes just mentioned, she cut off the spiritual connection with a small amount of her own blood and smeared it on the mirror, drawing a symbol that represented secrecy but not voyeurism. She then carefully tied it up with the silk thread she had generated, leaving no black surface exposed.
This piece of mirror fragment, which is twice as thick and has silk threads wrapped around its surface, allows her to faintly sense the "person in the mirror" within ten meters, and because of the anti-divination effect, the other party will be unaware of it.
Even if Trier were this big, where would I find the place where the "Man in the Mirror" was? If they really had plans for the church, perhaps the area near the church would be a good place. And if the Man in the Mirror could perfectly replicate my memories, then they would also try to take over the core of government institutions, even the military and police systems...
Holding the fragment, Angel was thinking about his next move when he suddenly felt inspired and looked towards the sofa in the living room.
Wenza, with shiny black fur and blue eyes like the ocean, was lying there with a letter in his mouth.
Seeing her looking at him, Wensa's mouth relaxed and the letter slowly fell.
It just so happens that this witch, no, witch cat, must know something about Trier!
Angel's eyes lit up, and she saw that Wensa seemed to have noticed it. He did a backflip and disappeared into the spirit world in her stunned expression.
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