Backlund, outside the steam train station.

Fors, wearing a hat with a black veil and blue flowers, stood in the lobby of the subway entrance, waiting for her teacher Dorian Gray to arrive.

The fine rain on the street and the cold wind blowing from the ground made the writer shiver a little. She felt that she had underestimated Backlund's spring.

"I don't know how Xio manages to be busy outside all year round. She said that before her father died, she didn't even want to get out of bed at home, except to go to the bathroom. Servants would bring her food and drinks. Now she can go out very early every day and come home at night. No matter it's raining heavily or foggy, she has not changed. She has completed one commission after another and captured one wanted criminal after another." Thinking of this, Fors couldn't help but admire Xio.

By last week, the "sheriff" lady had not only paid off her debts, but had even saved up £200!

It has to be said that the Sheriff is the most suitable Extraordinary Profession for a bounty hunter. Of course, the selection range is limited to low-sequence ones... Fors's thoughts were about to spread out indefinitely, and when she looked outside, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He was a man of average height, wearing the most popular black suit in Loen and a half-high silk hat. His shoulders were unusually broad, almost exaggerated.

This was Fors's teacher, one of the few remaining members of the Abraham family, Dorian Gray Abraham.

Fors was delighted and immediately opened her umbrella and went to meet him.

On the crowded street, she hadn't really gotten close yet, just made eye contact with Dorian, and she saw the teacher raise his right hand, clench it into a fist, and put it on the first button of his black formal suit.

This is... dangerous! Fors looked away without changing his expression, and with a smile on his face, he cast his gaze towards a young gentleman further behind him. Then, as if nothing had happened, he walked past Dorian Gray and walked forward.

An ancient family has accumulated a wealth of knowledge in all aspects that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Dorian Gray and Fors had already agreed on certain codes and gestures for emergency situations. The meaning of the gesture just now was very simple, which was to stay away and not get close!

The young man behind was stunned by the lazy and mature girl, then he instinctively straightened his clothes and pressed his hat.

As soon as he finished these movements, Fors passed him and continued forward.

The rain continued, and Fors made a detour, boarded a cab, and headed straight to the Hat Trick Inn at 22 Hope Road, Cherwood District. This was the place Dorian Gray had booked in advance.

Having been in the occult circle for many years and having a lot of experience, Fors calmly requested a room facing the street, stood in front of the window, and observed the guests coming to the hotel.

Finally, she saw Dorian Gray get off the carriage and enter the gate.

Fors turned quickly and came to the corner of the stairs, secretly observing which room the teacher was taken to by the waiter.

After waiting for a moment, she took off her hat, ruffled her hair a little, then walked to the door of Room 2016 and knocked on the door.

Her plan was simple. If the teacher's response was OK, she would go into the room to communicate. If it was not normal, she would pretend that she had walked into the wrong room or was a street girl trying to solicit customers.

The door creaked open slowly. Dorian glanced at the students in front of him and then looked at both sides of the corridor.

Then he raised his right arm, spread out his five fingers, and pressed on the second button of his formal suit.

This means it is out of control and the anomaly has passed.

Fors breathed a sigh of relief silently and flashed into the room.

"Teacher, what went wrong just now?" she asked with some worry and concern.

Dorian closed the door and said with a bitter smile:

"I saw someone I know."

He sighed and added:

"enemy."

He was his former student, who later joined the "Traveler" Butis in a rebellion, almost wiping out the upper echelons of Abraham's family.

As far as Dorian knew, his student should have also joined the Aurora Society and was likely one of the 22 gods.

"What has he done? Is he very powerful?" Fors asked curiously.

Dorian was silent for a few seconds, then revealed a little:

“I, Lawrence, Lauber, and Anlisa all belong to the same organization, which suffered a severe blow due to the betrayal of certain individuals.

"The one just now was one of the betrayers."

He did not mention the family, nor did he mention the conflicts between bloodline members and disciples and students, so as to avoid unnecessary emotional involvement on the part of Fors.

"How abominable!" Fors immediately thought of Mrs. Anlisa who was very kind to him and Mr. Lawrence who was friendly and kind.

"Okay, let's not talk about this unpleasant thing." Dorian took out a piece of paper that had been folded several times from his inner pocket and handed it to Fors, saying, "The formula for the 'Astrologer' potion. Your understanding of the 'Master of Magic' and the 'Apprentice' has exceeded my expectations. This is the biggest surprise I have had in the past ten years."

"I went to the circus specifically." Fors did not hide it and even felt that it was something she could brag about.

As she spoke, she unfolded the paper and tried to browse the recipe for the "Astrologer" potion.

At this moment, Dorian nodded with relief:

"I'm sorry, because of the previous loss, I don't have the main ingredients for the 'Astrologer' potion at the moment. Please treat this as your final test.

"But I have prepared a gift for you."

As he spoke, he pulled out a palm-sized notebook from his left pocket. The cover looked very hard, copper-green in color, and seemed quite old.

This notebook is made of three kinds of paper. One is burnt yellow and rare. One is yellow-brown and looks like parchment. There are about ten sheets. The other is just plain white paper. On the cover, there is a line of words written in ancient Feysac:

“I came, I saw, I recorded.”

Fors shifted her gaze from the formula of the "Astrologer" potion to the notebook, recognizing it as the relic of old Mr. Lawrence, the item she had specially sent to Pritz Harbor for her teacher!

Dorian smiled and said:

"I think you should be familiar with it."

After Fors nodded repeatedly, he sighed and said:

"This is a very powerful magical item. It ranks among the top five of its kind that I have seen. This is not to say that it is more powerful than the others, but that its negative effects are easily mitigated. The combination of these two aspects makes it very valuable."

"What is it called? What are the negative effects?" Fors was a little excited and excited that he could hardly contain himself.

Dorian stroked the cover of the notebook and said:

“It’s called ‘Lemano’s Travel Notes’, but we prefer to call it ‘Lemano’s Magic Book’.

“This ‘magic book’ allows you to record any extraordinary abilities you witness.

"This will be fixed on one of the pages of your notebook and saved for a long time. You can use it whenever you need it. However, you must remember that after using it once, the corresponding page will become blank again, waiting for you to record again."

"...Sounds amazing." Fors felt like she was dreaming.

As long as I see the extraordinary ability, I can record it and use it once?

Isn't this another kind of "shepherd"? The shepherd mentioned by Little Sun... well, it is limited to a single battle with preparation.

I don’t know if it’s possible to record the extraordinary abilities of a demigod, but if it is possible, a prepared single battle would be even more powerful than “The Shepherd”!

Dorian seemed to have heard her thoughts and explained in detail:

"It can be said that it corresponds to the Sequence 6 'Recorder' of our 'Apprentice' pathway. Beyonder abilities higher than this sequence are not guaranteed to be recorded. There is a probability of failure. The higher the sequence, the greater the possibility of failure, and the effect is only half of the original.

"Based on the experience of previous users, when facing a Sequence 5 Beyonder ability, success may be high. But when it comes to Sequence 4, the level of a demigod, it is quite difficult. You may not succeed once in ten times. And I don't think any demigod will show you again and again that if it is still an enemy, he has killed you ten times.

“Did you see it? This burnt yellow paper is used to record extraordinary abilities under the influence of divinity. There are three sheets in total. That is to say, even if you are really lucky, you can only record three demigod-level extraordinary abilities and use each once.”

Although it sounds like there are many limitations that prevent this "travel notebook" from exerting its power, there are two types of people who do not have such obstacles. One is the lucky ones, and the other is the ones who have the support of a large organization and a powerful force, and have the help of demigods... Fors suddenly thought of praying to Mr. Fool, asking him to show his ability and let him record it, but then he felt that this was too blasphemous, and he apologized repeatedly in his heart.

Then, she sincerely hoped that the "Hermit" lady who seemed to be the strongest in the Tarot Club could become a demigod as soon as possible.

Dorian didn't notice that Fors's thoughts had deviated, and continued:

"Like the parchment that can record Sequence 5 and Sequence 6 Beyonder Abilities, there are 10 pages in total, and the effect is half of the original, about 70 to 80%;

"The remaining records of Beyonder abilities below Sequence 6 total 25 pages. The effects are close to the original, but still a little worse.

"Because of some previous events, there are only five pages left in the magic book. Study them yourself."

Dorian paused and said seriously:

"Before I give it to you, I must remind you that it has negative effects. Every time you use it, it will make you lost and you will encounter all kinds of dangers. You must draw your own blood and apply it evenly on the cover to eliminate this effect.

"Remember, don't underestimate that kind of getting lost, and make sure to deal with it as quickly as possible."

"Yes, teacher." Fors responded seriously.

Dorian immediately handed "Lemanno's Travel Notes" to Fors:

“This is my gift.”

The teacher is so nice... Fors pursed her lips and blurted out:

“What’s the name of your traitorous student? What does he look like?

"If I have the chance, I would like to avenge you and Mr. Lawrence."

"No, don't think about it. You are much weaker than him. When he betrayed us, he was already a 'recorder' and may even be a 'traveler' now." Dorian said solemnly, "However, you do need to remember him to avoid him. His name is Louis Wayne. I will draw his appearance later."

"Yeah." Fors nodded.

…………

"Future", inside the pirate restaurant.

As soon as Klein walked in, he saw Admiral of the Stars Cattleya coming out.

The lady had lost the paleness she had last night. She looked at him with heavy eyes and said calmly:

"Get ready, we will arrive at that sea area soon."

So fast? How far did we fly last night? Klein was stunned.