Chapter 319 Conversation after breakfast
Hearing the rustling sounds behind the door, Klein's hand, which was about to knock, stopped in mid-air. He didn't know whether to knock or put it down.
As a brilliant young man who had traveled from the 21st century to the internet age, even if he had never eaten pork, he had certainly seen pigs run. The abilities displayed by the "Apostle of Desire" during the previous battle, Angel's various strange actions after the battle, and the voice coming from behind the door now, if he still didn't understand what was happening to him, he would be deceiving himself.
What surprised and comforted him was that Angel still remembered him at this moment, the "Klein" who was buried in Tingen City.
However, he was now Sherlock Moriarty, not Klein Moretti...
"Angel..."
His fingers touched the door panel and he responded silently. Then he held his breath and slowly retreated with the agility of a clown. His feet stepped one step at a time on the carpet away from Angel's room. Although it was heavy, it made no sound.
It wasn't until he retreated to the other end of the corridor that Klein's tense shoulders relaxed and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
It sounded like a sigh.
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The next morning, Angel walked out of the room and came to the first floor.
After yesterday's "temporary solution", her excessive desires were alleviated to a certain extent. If she did not try to wear the "Ring of Madness", she would not face such a situation again in the short term.
Of course, as a substitute, to satisfy her "faceless" nature's desire for flesh and blood that hid her face, she planned to have a good meal of meat for breakfast to alleviate it.
What made her laugh and cry was that the "Pleasure Witch" potion in her body had already shown some signs of digestion. Although it was not obvious, it pointed the digestion path to a method that made her blush and her heart beat fast.
"This is even more difficult to choose than burning the bridge in Backlund..."
She thought secretly, opened the door and walked into the living room.
The black-haired, blue-eyed female detective Kaslana was already sitting at the dining table, looking down at a newspaper. When she heard Angel coming to the first floor, she looked over here with a slight smile on her lips as a greeting.
She was dominated by fear yesterday, and her wrist, which was shot by Sherlock when she raised a gun to attack her companion, is still wrapped in gauze, but it no longer affects her movement. As an extraordinary person, her recovery ability far exceeds that of ordinary people, which is also one of her advantages.
Her assistant, the red-haired young lady Lydia, was pouring coffee. Five coffee cups were placed side by side on the table. The freshly brewed coffee was poured into the cups one by one, and the rich aroma instantly filled the entire room.
This series of actions reminded Angel of Miss Roxanne from the Blackthorn Security Company. She couldn't help but smile, found an empty seat, and sat at the dining table.
"Has it recovered?"
The female detective asked suddenly when she saw her sit down.
Angel's whole body tensed up instantly, wondering if the other party had heard something yesterday and whether the question was meaningful.
The soundproofing between the rooms on the second floor wasn't very good, and she hadn't been able to tell if there were any strange noises, so she became a little suspicious. Fortunately, Kaslana seemed to be asking casually, and then she turned her interest to the newspaper in her hand.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm much better now..."
As soon as she said this, she found her voice was even hoarser than yesterday.
Lydia kindly handed over a teacup. Angel took it and found that it did not contain freshly brewed coffee, but warm black tea.
After expressing her gratitude to the thoughtful assistant, she drank the tea in the cup and looked around, but did not notice the other two men.
"Mr. Stanton and Mr. Moriarty are in the kitchen making breakfast."
Kaslana said, taking a cup of coffee and taking a sip, her features wrinkled up, not sure if it was because it was hot or bitter.
"Breakfast? Do they make it themselves?"
"That's right. Because of what happened yesterday... Mr. Stanton informed the other servants and the cook that they were going on short leave, so they had to take care of their own meals."
Thinking of the male assistant who died unfortunately yesterday, the three ladies fell silent.
A moment later, the door was pushed open, and Isengard and Sherlock returned with their findings, which slightly improved the depressing atmosphere. Lydia took the initiative to help distribute the food, adding fragrant potato pancakes, half-cooked soft-boiled eggs, crispy sausages and vegetable salad to each person's plate. Everyone enjoyed a hearty breakfast with freshly brewed coffee.
"The custard is just the right amount. What's in the potato pancakes? Why is it so fragrant?"
After quickly finishing most of the food, Kaslana slowed down and had time to comment on the quality of today's breakfast.
"I added some Seville cheese, which is a specialty of Lenburg. Sherlock fried the eggs, and he's much better at it than I am."
Isengard wiped his mouth with his napkin, a smile on his face.
Angel, who was busy eating, glanced at Sherlock curiously, but quickly looked away when the other looked back at him with a confused expression.
She was somewhat interested in the superb cooking skills of this single detective who lived alone, but she was more embarrassed by what had happened yesterday. He had sent her to the second floor, and she might have noticed something, or even heard something she shouldn't have...
But she couldn't ask the other party directly about this kind of thing, so she just let it all rot in her stomach!
Angel thought angrily as he cut the sausage's skin with a knife.
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After clearing the dishes, they gathered around the fireplace again and talked about the "Apostle of Desire".
As the only "ordinary person" present, Lydia should not have overheard these contents, but this unfortunate assistant had already participated in the extraordinary events and was discovered by the "Mechanical Heart". Afterwards, she would inevitably face the choice of "keeping it secret or joining". Her employer Kaslana still kept her to discuss future actions together.
The few of them first told each other their potion sequences. As expected, Kaslana was Sequence 8 of the "Arbitrator" path, Sheriff. This gave her the extraordinary ability to intimidate others through words and actions, a keen sense of detecting any abnormal situation, and excellent combat ability.
The potions for this path were mostly in the possession of Loen's royal family, military, or ancient nobles. This female detective was able to advance to Sequence 8, and she likely had a relevant background, but she didn't mention it, and it was inconvenient for everyone to ask.
When talking about fighting ability, Isengard stroked his neck with an embarrassed expression. He was seriously injured by the sheriff's unexpected kick yesterday. Even if there was an element of luring the enemy, he still acted too embarrassedly.
And this private detective, Isengard Stanton, who is quite famous in Backlund, is a Sequence 7 of the "Reader" pathway. "Keeper of Knowledge", also known as "Detective", is extremely suitable for his current work and facilitates related role-playing.
Low-Sequence characters in this path focus on improving memory and comprehension abilities, and are also experts in ritual magic. Only at the mid-Sequence level will they possess decent combat and weapon handling abilities. However, judging by Isengard's performance, he is probably better at mental labor than hands-on work.
He also showed the magical item he used yesterday to heal injuries and restrain the demonized "Apostle of Desire". It was the ring that the "Eye of Wisdom" frequently used in his own gatherings. It had an eye-catching emerald green gemstone, surrounded by tiny diamonds, shining brightly by the fire.
"This is a Sequence 6 Reader Pathway ring, formed when the Scholar went out of control. It allows me to identify many Beyonder abilities and simulate them for my own use. Of course, the effects are usually not as good as the genuine ones, but its greatest feature is that any ability I simulate can be used again."
Isengard held up the ring with a smile on his face, showing off, allowing everyone to examine it carefully. Angel felt a little dizzy just by fixing her eyes on the gem, which made her more certain that the old detective in front of her was the "Eye of Wisdom".
Obviously, one of the reasons why the other party showed this magical item was to actively show goodwill and let Angel and Sherlock know their identities. It also represented another meaning: I have recognized you.
Of course, showing off magical items would bring him a sense of satisfaction. This was probably the fundamental purpose of the organizer of the Extraordinary People's gatherings in frequently purchasing and collecting magical items.
While lamenting Isengard's identity, Angel also gained a deep understanding of the power of the "Reader" path. The effects of magical items all originated from the extraordinary characteristics of a certain sequence, which meant that the "Scholar" of Sequence 6 also had "learning" and "simulation" capabilities that were no less than this ring.
According to Isengard, as long as a certain ability is seen many times and fully learned, the "Scholar" can repeatedly simulate this extraordinary ability. As long as this extraordinary person sees enough and learns quickly enough, he can possess different abilities in various channels like a "shepherd", and there is no limit to the number of shepherds.
I feel like this ring is even more powerful than my "Rose Necklace"... Hmm, but I'm not sure about its negative effects. Just looking at the gems on the ring makes me feel like I'm overthinking it. It seems like its side effects are probably related to this...
Angel looked at the jewel ring in Isengard's hand with some envy until the other party put it in his pocket and continued to talk about the "Apostle of Desire".
This "wild" Beyonder, who has close ties to the "Mechanical Heart," revealed that the Beyonders from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery weren't the only ones involved in capturing the "Apostle of Desire." The Church of the Evernight Goddess also dispatched Nightwatchers, who were already unsealing a powerful seal. Once this seal was used, the "Apostle of Desire" would be easily eliminated as long as he was still in Backlund.
"Then why not put it into use earlier? For example, when the Apostle of Desire appeared yesterday, if we had this seal..."
Sherlock asked, somewhat puzzled.
"It's codenamed '1-42'. I think that's enough to explain a lot," Isengard explained to Kaslana and Lydia, who didn't know the codenames yet. He then continued, "I heard that this Sealed Artifact is a full-body armor suit, a cursed suit that indirectly caused the destruction of a city of over 100,000 people. It was eventually sealed by the Church of Evernight. Because it's too dangerous, permission to unseal it is difficult to obtain. Only when it's confirmed that the enemy is difficult to track and defeat will the Church use it for a short period of time, and then immediately seal it."
Level 1 Sealed Artifacts...are classified as highly dangerous. Even in a parish like Backlund, there are probably only one or two...
Angel thought of the records within the church.
"I hope that when it is unsealed, the 'Apostle of Desire' will still be in Backlund... well, I mean, we will still be there too."
Kaslana sighed.
After being controlled by fear yesterday, this extraordinary person has been in a depressed state. Although he has recovered a little after enjoying a rich and delicious breakfast today, he still shows a considerable degree of negativity.
Perhaps it was her ability as a “sheriff,” but her pessimism quickly infected everyone present. Just as the living room fell into a long silence, the doorbell rang.
They looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and walked to the door. Angel took a deep breath and opened the door carefully.
Standing outside was Ikanser Bernard, who had led the "Mechanical Heart" team yesterday. He was still dressed in a trench coat and top hat, but his brown hair seemed to be like spikes, pushing the half-top hat up, and stubbornly sticking out from the brim, as if there was a vigilant hedgehog hidden underneath.
"We found clues to the 'Apostle of Desire'."
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