The Courier's prestige shocked Klein for a full five seconds before he came to his senses and bent down to pick up the paper.

“Even if Mr. Azik is unable to use most of his Beyonder abilities due to his amnesia, just sending this messenger can deal with Sequence 7 or even Sequence 6 Beyonders, right?” His mind reflected his own expression of astonishment and envy. He did not rush to unfold the letter, but put it in his pocket, together with the "Sleeping Talisman" and other items.

The carriage continued to move forward and arrived at Daffodil Street. When Klein walked out of the door, he subconsciously glanced at the coachman, César. He had a smile on his face, his eyes were calm and relaxed, and he was completely unaware of what had happened before.

After using his spiritual vision to take another look, Klein nodded imperceptibly and returned to his doorstep.

He looked at the balcony and water pipes on the second floor, hesitated for a few seconds, and decided to maintain his composure and not try to climb up. As for the clothes stained with blood, he would take them to the Blackthorn Security Company tomorrow, and the police department would hand them over to a specific laundry worker to deal with, so as to avoid scaring the maid Bella and his sister Melissa.

Before jumping out of the second-floor window, Klein had secretly unlocked the front door. Taking advantage of the dead of night, he took out his key, opened the door with almost no noise, and swiftly slipped in.

After closing and locking the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked lightly, and returned to the second floor.

Stopping in front of the locked bedroom, Klein calmly took out a tarot card, inserted it into the crack of the door, and flicked it lightly, easily breaking the locked state he had created in a special way.

Then he pushed the door open, locked it, undressed, and completely relaxed.

“It’s like being a thief…” Klein smiled and shook his head. He took out the revolver calmly and put it under the pillow.

After finishing the finishing work, he lit the gas lamp, took out the letter paper, sat down at the desk, and read carefully:

"I'm sorry that I'm replying to you only now. I've been busy tracing the past and meeting up with former teachers and classmates and chatting until late."

"After reading your letter, I finally understood what happened in the past two days. First, the police came to the hotel where I stayed and searched every room. Then someone quietly went around at night. Yes, I was talking about people with extraordinary abilities."

"...It turns out that the 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingos who often appears in newspapers has sneaked into Backlund and caused a lot of killing. I remember that he is not only wanted by our Loen Kingdom, but also on the wanted list of the Feysac Empire, the Intis Republic, and the Feynaport Kingdom..."

So, how much is the bounty? Klein subconsciously had this thought.

He didn't get an answer, because Azik changed the subject:

"The 'shepherd' ability you described feels very familiar to me. I seem to have seen it somewhere before, but I can't remember where it happened. It should be an experience I had in my previous life. I feel terrible and distressed that I can't recall it."

Hey, Mr. Azik has a certain interest in "shepherds", so this is the starting point for asking him for help. Well, it's just a bit of a coincidence... No, this is not a coincidence, it's inevitable!

According to speculation, Azik has lived for more than a thousand years, and is likely to be a High-Sequence Powerhouse. Therefore, in his earliest life, and in his previous lives, he must have witnessed many extraordinary abilities of many sequences, and was deeply impressed by the more special ones... In other words, not only can "Shepherd" give him a similar sense of familiarity, but professions such as "Darkless", "Demon Hunter", and "Guardian" should also work...

As long as the magical item corresponds to a certain sequence of abilities, Mr. Azik will feel familiar and become interested. This is something that can be imagined...

Klein was confused at first, but then he suddenly realized and felt more confident.

He looked down and continued reading:

"I recalled some of the sacrificial rituals you asked about a long time ago. It seems that I have a very deep impression of them. Perhaps, in one of my lives, or in my earliest life, I was a priest."

"I must remind you in advance and warn you to be cautious when using sacrificial rituals. You must not place your safety on the conscience of evil gods and some hidden beings. They do not have such things."

"In addition, you must have a strong ability to discern, because evil gods and demons will create seemingly harmless identities for themselves. My opinion is that you cannot sacrifice to an existence that you are not clear about or sure of, otherwise your soul will also become a sacrifice."

To put it simply, evil gods and demons will wear vests and disguise themselves as trustworthy identities... Just like in the online world, behind an account that looks like a cute girl, there may be a big man squatting... Even if you meet offline and confirm their appearance, you still have to be careful, because they might be cross-dressing... Klein did not ignore Mr. Azik's reminder just because it was a sacrifice to him, and nodded in agreement.

After Azik emphasized the precautions, he quickly explained the sacrificial rituals he knew:

"First, set up the altar. If you wish to offer sacrifices to a certain god or a mysterious entity, carve the corresponding symbol and use herbs and minerals that belong to his domain. Of course, you can also pre-make holy oils, ointments, incense, and other items."

Symbol? Klein was stunned for a moment, and found that he, the "Fool who does not belong to this era", did not even know what the symbol corresponding to himself was...

His thoughts flashed, and he quickly thought of the complex symbol behind the high-back chair at the top of the long bronze table, a complex symbol composed of the "eye without pupil" that symbolizes secrecy and the "twisted line" that symbolizes change.

"This should be my symbol. To be more precise, it's my symbol above the gray fog... The domain is very simple, secrecy, change, good luck... But I can't be sure, I can only try it... Well, even if the symbol is wrong, under the premise that the 'honorable name' is correct, the target of sacrifice will not point to another existence. At most, it will cause the ritual to fail. I can be sure of this..." Klein stroked the surface of the paper thoughtfully, and had a certain plan in mind.

His eyes regained their focus and looked at the following part:

"Secondly, you need to find out whether the sacrifice to the corresponding existence needs to be made at a specific time. Then, follow the normal ritual process until you finish reciting the honorific name and the prayer phrase."

"You must remember to use Giant, Dragon, Elven, or Ancient Hermetic language to communicate with the corresponding existence through their direct connection with natural forces. You can design the specific sentences yourself, but the key words must be included: 'pray,' 'gaze,' 'dedication,' 'kingdom,' 'gate,' and 'open.'"

"Finally, you use spiritual materials and combine them with the vibration of natural power caused by the spell to build a preliminary channel that connects to the corresponding 'Gate of the Kingdom'. If that person is interested, your sacrifice will be completed."

"This step is not necessary. If you can make the corresponding being very interested, then as soon as you finish reciting the spell, He will open the 'gate of the kingdom' and build a stable passage on his own. However, this often means danger, because orthodox gods and relatively friendly secret beings rarely do this. Only those evil gods and demons will respond directly for certain purposes."

Spiritual materials are not cheap... I wonder if just chanting the spell can allow me to open a sacrifice channel similar to the "Gate of Summoning", or mobilize some of the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog... Well, I'll give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the underground market to buy spiritual materials... I don't need extraordinary materials, right? Just a certain level of spirituality will do, right? Klein thought of the 300 gold pounds in his anonymous account and the dozen pounds of private money he had just saved.

Extraordinary materials and materials with certain spirituality are not completely the same. For example, the remaining heart of Hood Eugen is an extraordinary material, and those black scales are materials with certain spirituality.

After reading Mr. Azik's letter, Klein rubbed his fingers together, ignited a spiritual flame, burned the paper into ashes, and scattered them into the trash can.

At this time, it was already late at night, and he was not in a hurry to try it. He planned to make a plan first, finalize the precautions, and then put it into practice.

In fact, he had already been aware of his own problems, which was that when there was a plan, he acted cautiously and rationally, but when he encountered a situation that was not in the plan or when he had a flash of inspiration, it was easy for him to only consider the good aspects and ignore the bad possibilities.

A simple description is that one can easily commit suicide if one is impulsive... Klein covered his face with his hand.

The next day, Dunn Smith, who had already communicated with the Mandated Punisher and the Mechanical Heart, began to arrange tasks. Klein also accepted the corresponding assignment to investigate some people who had a certain relationship with Lanevus. However, according to his own opinion and the internal system of the Nighthawks, he did not need to be responsible for the people he had known before.

Of course, his afternoon fighting lessons continued, and Dunn did not use him as the main investigator.

…………

Backlund, Hillston District, in a house with a stable and a garden.

Qi Lingos, who had a unique wide chin and dark green eyes, looked at the unconscious man on the ground, stripped off his clothes, and put them on himself.

Then, he leisurely walked to the dressing mirror, watching the black glove on his left hand squirming as if digesting something, and watched many twisted lines appear on its back.

A few seconds later, Qi Lingos saw that his reflection in the mirror was covered with a faint light, and his muscles, skin, and bones were changing strangely.

Not long after, he turned into the man on the ground. No matter his height, appearance, or temperament, they were exactly the same!

PS: It’s Monday again. I will update in advance tomorrow, but I won’t update any more because I’m a bit stuck in writing recently.