After sitting there for a while, Klein raised his hand to rub his forehead, stood up, walked four steps backwards, and entered the gray fog.
He then manifested Gehrman Sparrow, and through praying to Mr. Fool, he passed the two passages of words to Danitz and Cattleya respectively.
As for the former, he was reminding him to be careful of the Secret Society. Although Klein didn't think Zaratul would go directly to Danitz, who had an apparent connection with Gehrman Sparrow, it would not be wrong to give him a reminder anyway. As a "Weird Mage", Klein had a certain understanding of the Beyonders of the "Fortune Teller" path. He believed that those who could truly grow up were cautious and careful enough. There might be exceptions and oddities among them, but Zaratul, who was ranked 1, was definitely not one of them.
In the current situation, in the eyes of the angels who have mastered enough secrets, Danitz is more like a bait thrown out intentionally to catch certain targets. Therefore, Zaratul will most likely avoid him very cautiously and at most send members of the secret society to conduct some circuitous and indirect investigations.
By the same token, Klein also mentioned this in his words to the Hermit Cattleya, but this was not the point. The point was to ask her to contact the Mysterious Queen Bernadette immediately and tell her that Gehrman Sparrow wanted to meet her as soon as possible. In addition, Klein also told the Admiral of the Stars in advance about something he had originally intended to postpone until the next Tarot Meeting, and asked her to decide whether to purchase the potion formulas of Sequence 5 "Druid" and Sequence 4 "Classical Alchemist" of the Cultivator Path.
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West of the Sea of Rage, the island of Theros.
Danitz, who was collecting clues about the whereabouts of Vice Admiral Disease, held a cup full of golden beer, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.
“What? Did you see someone and recall the unspeakable experience?” Anderson shook the “Lelangqi” malt distilled liquor in his hand and teased Danitz, who was in an abnormal state.
Danitz gulped down a sip of beer, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a rather depressed expression:
"We have to be careful of the people from the Secret Society..."
Ever since he met Gehrman Sparrow, he had often heard similar words. His reaction changed from panic at first to numbness and depression now.
He suspected that one day he would be wanted by all organizations, big and small, both named and unnamed, except for Mr. Fool.
Anderson looked Danitz up and down after hearing this, and said with a chuckle:
"Sometimes, I feel that Gehrman Sparrow is more of a hunter than I am.
"Oh, so you have a special way to communicate, you don't even need to summon a messenger."
Danitz was about to say something perfunctory when an Intis man rushed in from the entrance of the tavern, holding a telegram:
"Feysac launches air strike on Backlund, Loen officially declares war!"
Declaration of war? Anderson and Danitz looked at each other and, relying on the characteristics of their pathway, they keenly sensed the scent of a large-scale war.
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"Feysac attacked Backlund and Pritz Harbor, and Loen officially declared war... The three ironclad fleets were not at the port, suffered no losses, and were rushing back to the coast of Loen one after another..." The fleet of "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya happened to pass by Oravi Island, and collected various intelligence from the telegrams sent back and forth.
She was just thinking about how a pirate group would cope with the situation when she suddenly saw the endless gray fog and heard the words of "World" Gehrman Sparrow.
"Be careful of the people from the Secret Society, be careful of Zarathu..." Cattleya, who is to some extent an Intis, paid attention to the least important thing first.
It was also because of this that she had no doubts about the request of the "world" Gehrman Sparrow to meet the queen as soon as possible, believing that this was an extension of the connection between the Secret Order and Zaratul.
Finally, she opened her lips and whispered the names of the two potions:
"Druid... Classical Alchemist...
"The modern name of this Sequence 4 should be 'Ancient Alchemist'. It was previously called 'Human Alchemist'..."
Cattleya unconsciously walked to the window and cast her eyes downward. At this time, on the sea with a time difference from Backlund, Frank Lee and "Craftsman" Sharf were leaning against the side of the ship, basking in the sunset. The former looked relaxed and comfortable, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if there was still some problem that had not been solved. The latter was pale, his lips were trembling, and mushrooms were scattered on his clothes.
Druid...ancient alchemist..."Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya repeated the two special terms again, feeling something heavy weighing on her.
After about ten seconds, Cattleya pushed the heavy glasses on her nose and consoled herself in her heart:
“Mr. Fool didn’t give any hints, which means it’s not a big deal…”
As this thought came to mind, bright stars began to fall, forming a staircase of light between the captain's room window and the deck.
Cattleya walked down the stairs and came to the side of Frank Lee and Charles.
After a few seconds of silence, Cattleya asked:
"Frank, what are your ideals?"
It was only then that Frank Lee realized that the captain had come over. He pushed his hands up and stood up:
"ideal?"
The "biologist" thought about it carefully and said:
"I can study soil, crops and hybridization techniques without restrictions. Also, I can make sure that there is no more famine for humans and that people are equal. What you can do, I can do too. What you can grow, I can grow too..."
Hearing this, the "craftsman" Sharf next to him slowly turned over, squatted quietly beside him, opened his mouth, and vomited.
Frank Lee continued without being affected at all:
"To have such a world, we must have sufficient food and resources, so I hope to create a variety of creatures that can cope with different environments and conditions. Haha, everyone has their own preferences. I prefer fish, cattle, and spores..."
Admiral of the Stars Cattleya listened to Frank's statement without any expression, but in the process, she pushed the thick glasses on her nose three times in a row.
After a moment of silence, Cattleya asked:
"You are only one step away from your research?"
"Yes, all I need is some catalyst for the Druid ability. If I can't get the formula, I want Sharf to help me turn the Druid extraordinary characteristics into magical items." Frank answered frankly.
"No, I won't help you! You devil!" The "craftsman" Sharf, who was vomiting silently, raised his head and shouted urgently.
Cattleya watched this scene quietly, flipped her hand, and produced a gold coin from somewhere.
clang!
The gold coin first tumbled up, then fell into Cattleya's palm, with the head facing up.
"The formula for the Druid potion is available from Gehrman Sparrow, and costs 5,000 gold pounds." Cattleya spoke in great detail, as if she was deliberately telling it to the "craftsman" Sharf so that he would know who the real "murderer" was.
Frank Lee's eyes suddenly revealed pure joy:
“He’s such a good man!
"Um, Captain, I have only saved 3,000 pounds so far. Can you lend me 2,000 pounds?"
Most of his previous savings were used to buy the "Druid" extraordinary characteristic, and he even sold some items for it.
Cattleya was silent again. After a few seconds, she nodded in the face of Frank Lee's eager eyes.
"good."
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North District, Backlund Medical College Hospital.
Eudora lay on the bed with a blank expression, without any vitality of a young girl.
She woke up from her coma very early, but did not open her eyes, so she heard the doctor tell her parents that her right leg, which was injured in the air raid, might not be saved and that they had to prepare for amputation.
Afterwards, she lay there in a daze, feeling that many people came over one after another. Among them, Audrey, the director of the "Loen Charity Student Aid Fund", who was originally just visiting the student next door, heard about her situation and expressed her willingness to bear the subsequent treatment expenses. The school principal, Mr. Portland Momont, promised to make a most advanced and convenient mechanical prosthesis so that she could walk like a normal person.
But none of these could dispel the gloom, heaviness, sadness and despair in Eudora's heart.
She was not even 18 years old, and before she had the chance to enjoy the beauty of life, she was about to lose a leg and her ideals.
Her family was not wealthy. Her father was a grocery store owner who believed in the "Lord of Storms". He was rude and barbaric, and unwilling to reason with women. Her mother was timid and cowardly, and depended on her father for survival and subsidized the family income with hard work. If there was no second child in the family, Eudora would not be able to study at all. Even so, her father chose Backlund Technical School, a place where he could see results quickly.
She had previously felt lucky that Backlund Technical School had been reorganized into Backlund Technical University, and she had passed the exam and become a real college student. This made her smile every day, passing on happiness to the people around her, and she had free time to pursue poetry.
Eudora's ideal is to stay in school, become a university teacher, find a husband who loves her and she loves him, and at the same time continue to write poetry, hoping to publish it in magazines and newspapers.
Now, all of this was destroyed by a bomb that fell from the sky, ruthlessly and extremely cruelly.
After an unknown amount of time, Eudora silently pulled up the quilt to cover her face and let out a soft cry like the cry of a baby animal.
The crying continued for a while without stopping. Eudora suddenly felt something and lifted the quilt. She saw a dark shadow standing beside the bed.
Half of the shadow's face was completely covered with mushrooms, and the other half was overgrown with weeds. In his hand he held a log-colored cane.
"..." Eudora couldn't even scream, she just felt like her heart was about to explode.
The shadow touched her with the tip of his cane.
Eudora suddenly felt her heart return to normal, and her right leg felt cool and seemed to regain consciousness.
She looked towards the bed again, but there was no dark shadow there.
Confused, Eudora moved her right leg and found that it didn't hurt at all, as if she had never been injured.
She pulled the quilt up again to cover her face.
After a few dozen seconds, a cry of disbelief, fear, and joy came from under the quilt.