Lanevus is most likely a Sequence 8 "swindler", which happens to belong to the "thief" path. Having an "admission ticket" to the corresponding gathering is not something that is too difficult to understand and accept. On the contrary, it is very logical... It is definitely much easier to buy magical items that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities at a gathering of "Fate Hermits" than in other circles... It seems that this is the clue that "Fate Snake" Will Auceptin mentioned... Klein sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly enlightened.

He hurriedly arranged the ritual to summon himself, went above the gray fog, and brought the eyeball-sized badge back to the real world.

The front of the badge is engraved with the corresponding symbols of "fate" and "anonymity", and on the back there is a small ancient Hermetic inscription: "Hold this and you can join."

Klein was about to infuse spirituality, activate the badge, send out the "information", and synchronously obtain the latest gathering time and location, but he suddenly hesitated.

“…I was careless for a moment and actually forgot to divine whether this was dangerous! If there was a demigod elder from Lanevus at the party and he used this to locate me, then I’d be in big trouble. It’s just like when Vice Admiral of Disease Tracy found the Immortal Witch to help in a short period of time. I have to be on guard… As a human being, you have to be reckless when you need to be reckless and timid when you need to be timid!” Klein slapped his forehead and cautiously re-entered the mysterious space above the gray fog and used the Pendulum Method to divine.

After receiving the revelation that there was no danger, he breathed a sigh of relief, left the gray fog, and sat on the easy chair in the hotel room.

With the infusion of his spiritual power, a layer of hazy light bloomed on the surface of the badge, which quickly condensed into an inconspicuous beam of light and shot out into the air.

Not long after, the same beam of light returned, spreading out into a palm-sized illusory parchment with a line of words written in ancient Feysac language:

"9:00 PM on June 6, 1350, at the mouth of the Tussock River."

There are still more than four months... With this time, I will have no problem collecting all the main materials for the "Master of Secret Puppetry". The only obstacle is that I don't have enough money, but this is not difficult. I now have 6,945 pounds of assets, and it will be more than enough to sell one or two more Beyonder Characteristics. Moreover, there are many mobile bounties on the sea. No, I can't be so arrogant. I have to exclude the four kings and the seven generals... What kind of clue is this? Klein leaned forward, his back slightly arched, and began to think hard again.

Following the gathering of the "Hermits of Destiny", he suddenly thought of a person:

Leonard Mitchell!

The poet classmate participated in the "Fate Hermit" gathering in the Babur Valley. No matter what the purpose is, whether it is to perform official duties or do private work, it is possible to obtain a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities... Can I borrow it from him, or buy it? Is this the real clue? Klein was inspired and quickly came up with a rough plan:

"The first step is to place the radio receiver above the gray fog to accumulate aura;

"Step 2: After a few days, use the radio receiver to contact the magic mirror Arrodes.

“The third step is to ask where you can easily get a magical item that can steal other people’s extraordinary abilities;

"If the answer is clear, then the fourth step is to follow the prompts and achieve the goal simply. If the answer is vague or full of danger, the fourth step is to ask the poet where he is now.

"The fifth step is to have Emlyn White take this badge to find the poet to see if he has the corresponding items and whether we can make a deal. I won't show up directly. If I'm not careful, I'll be recognized, which will also be very troublesome. Emlyn is now a member of the Church of Mother Earth. No, a ghost of the Church of Mother Earth. If he contacts them, even if he is reported by the poet or arrested on the spot, he won't be tied to the stake."

With a plan of what to do next and how to do it, Klein suddenly felt refreshed and in a good mood. He decided to go out and eat a Bayam specialty grilled fish.

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On the deep blue sea, the "Golden Dream", painted with golden light by the setting sun, is sailing quietly.

With the captain's permission, Danitz entered the other party's room, sometimes timidly and sometimes with his head held high, amidst envious gazes.

The most common thing inside is bookshelves, with books placed on top.

Lieutenant General Iceberg Edwina stood in front of the desk, holding a black absorbent pen and writing words quickly:

"...I don't have anything similar, and neither does Jodson. He said he would help you keep an eye out for it, but that requires a lot of luck."

Edwina raised her head and looked at Danitz with her light blue eyes as clear as spring water:

"You are to arrange the ceremony to summon the messenger Gehrman Sparrow."

"Me?" Danitz was wondering whether he would receive special treatment from the captain next. Hearing this, he pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes." Edwina folded the letter, straightened up, and nodded. "This will help you become familiar with similar rituals. I will test this aspect in the future."

“Okay…” Danitz put away his disappointment, tried his best to recall, and slowly arranged the ceremony with only one candle.

Finally, under Edwina's gaze, he took out a glittering Loen gold coin and placed it on the altar.

After receiving the letter, Danitz rehearsed it twice in his mind before daring to proceed with the ceremony.

He stepped back and said in ancient Hermetic language:

"I!

"I call upon my name:

"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be commanded, and a messenger that belongs exclusively to Gehrman Sparrow."

Woo!

The wind inside the spiritual wall was blowing wildly, causing Danitz's burnt yellow hair to fly up in disarray.

The flames expanded rapidly, as if they were the size of a human head, and as pale as the letter paper in Danitz's hand.

Soon, Danitz saw a head with long blond hair, bloodshot eyes, and a bright face popping out.

Hiss, Gehrman Sparrow's messenger is very special. How could a creature from the spirit world be exactly like a human being? Moreover, she is so beautiful, only slightly inferior to the captain. Uh... Danitz's sigh was suddenly choked, because he found that the head was not growing on the neck, but was held up by a hand holding the hair.

He stared blankly at the heads that appeared one after another, and at the headless figure in a gloomy and complicated long skirt that appeared in front of him.

Sure enough, it was a creature from the spiritual world... He felt ashamed of his previous thoughts.

After taking a breath, Danitz hurriedly handed over the letter. He saw one of the beautiful heads opened its mouth and gently bit it with its white teeth.

At this time, Renette Tinicole's other head also bit the gold coin on the altar.

But she did not leave immediately. The four scarlet eyes of the remaining two heads turned at the same time, looking at Edwina Edwards outside the spiritual wall, and looked her up and down several times.

Edwina felt like she was being scrutinized, and she felt an uncontrollable fear rising up in her.

Renette Tinicole withdrew her gaze, and her figure suddenly faded and merged into the pale candlelight.

The flames lit up again, the dim light dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

As soon as Danitz removed the spiritual wall, he heard the captain say in a low voice:

"This is not an ordinary spiritual creature..."

Not an ordinary spiritual creature? Danitz was stunned.

He knew that the captain was a professional researcher of spiritual creatures. If she said it was extraordinary, then it was truly extraordinary, extraordinary beyond the ordinary meaning!

Gehrman Sparrow is truly a man with many secrets... Danitz sighed.

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Backlund, Cherwood District.

Fors used all her strength and finally overcame the laziness brought by the fireplace. She changed into a dark blue thick cotton dress, wrapped a light gray scarf around her, put on a warm lady's bonnet, and left the rented house in the foggy but bone-chilling weather. She took a carriage to Williams Street.

She took a breath of the cold air and told herself that this was normal for a writer to go out and collect materials. She shouldn't be nervous and shouldn't show any abnormality.

After walking a few steps forward, Fors entered a cafe and sat by the window. While drinking a cup of warm and fragrant coffee, she observed the passers-by and the houses across the street.

"There's nothing unusual. There aren't even any fights or thefts... This is where the rich live. The public security is hundreds of times better than in the East District... Heh, I can even see a Feysac man. He's so tall and strong, like a bear, and he has some companions... Haha, are those Intis people? Their clothes are so extravagant, like they're performing a stage play... Backlund is worthy of being the capital of all cities. I can meet so many foreigners here..." Fors gradually forgot her purpose, opened her notebook, and began to record the material.

After finishing her coffee, she took another walk on the street, but left without gaining anything, planning to come back on Thursday.

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After receiving Edwina's reply from Renette Tinicole, Klein watched his messenger disappear and confirmed that the other party did not ask for gold coins again.

It seems that the method of using gold coins as ritual materials is still very effective... He smiled complacently and opened the letter to read it.

Seeing no results, he decided to continue wandering the streets, looking for opportunities for real acting and practicing the principles he had summarized before.

Just then, he heard a knock on the door. The visitor was Captain Ireland.

“I was just looking for you.” Klein said calmly as he opened the door.

Ellan laughed and said:

"No, as long as you register with your own identity, I can know where you live."

The Governor's Office and the military are doing a good job of controlling the hotel... Klein nodded and said nothing.

Ellan half turned around and pointed to the aisle:

"I'm taking you to see someone.

"The White Agate will soon return to Pritz Harbor. If you need help or have any information, you can go to him. We are always generous in paying you."

This was exactly what Klein had raised with him before.

“Okay.” Klein reached for the coat rack.

After getting dressed, Ellan led him all the way to the Fragrant Leaf Bar and walked to a corner.

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In the basement area of ​​the Fragrant Leaf Bar.

Mithor King, the Trickster, looked at Ozil, the Giant Warrior, and said:

"Have you collected the latest information about 'Flame' Danitz?"

"Yes." Ozil smiled and said, "Last week, Blue Eyes Miss saw Blazing Flame Danitz hanging out with a strange adventurer."

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