Above the gray fog, in a palace that looked like a giant's residence.

Emlyn the Moon thought seriously about which part of the history of the vampires he should tell Mr. Fool.

“He” and the First Ancestor are old friends, and he must know a lot about what happened before the Cataclysm. I don’t need to repeat it… In the Fourth and Fifth Epochs, the glory of the blood race was not uncommon, and there is too much history worth telling, but the most important and crucial thing is only one point… Emlyn quickly came up with an idea.

In his current understanding, "The Fool" is most likely an ancient god before the Cataclysm. For some reason, he did not fall, and has been sleeping until now, and is gradually reviving.

This could well explain why in the long history of thousands of years, there had never been any mention of a similar secret existence in the records of the blood clan, until the other party's name suddenly spread.

After a brief consideration, Emlyn straightened his back and said:

“After the Great Cataclysm, the Blood Clan left the center of the historical stage of the northern and southern continents. As individuals rather than as a group, they became nobles of different empires and dynasties, either governing a territory or guarding a castle in a key area.

"When our queen, the Blood Moon Queen Ornia who led us out of the dark age, becomes the wife of the Night Emperor of the Trunsost Empire, the entire blood race will come together and become an important supporter of this dynasty. At that time, Augustus of Loen and Einhorn of Feysac must respectfully address our queen as Her Majesty.

"In that era, Queen Ornia was the symbol of beauty. If there was a magic mirror that could answer questions, the answer to 'Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?' could only be her..."

The more Emlyn spoke, the prouder he became, and his tone went from reserved and cautious to eloquent.

A magic mirror that can answer questions, isn't this Arrodes? I wonder if there are any members of the "Mechanical Heart" who are so bored that they would say "Mirror, mirror, tell me who is the most beautiful woman in the world"... What kind of answer would Arrodes give? Klein sat still, with a smile on his face, thinking divergently.

After saying a lot, Emlyn's expression turned serious:

"All of this was destroyed in the 'Four Emperors' War'. The Night Emperor fell, the Queen fell, and the Blood Clan suffered a heavy blow. After grabbing the final fruits of victory, the Seven Gods supported the four great nobles, Augustus, Einhorn, Soren, and Castia, to divide the empire and destroy the royal family that lacked a high-ranking official. We Blood Clan could only retreat into the uninhabited mountains and hide in dark corners to maintain the continuation of the clan."

It was pretty much what I expected... Seven Gods. There were already Seven Gods during the "War of the Four Emperors"... Klein thought of the statues of the six gods in the underground ruins of the Tudor family.

"Fortunately, the Seven Gods were divided and the four nations were attacking each other. We finally escaped the disaster after paying a certain price." At this time, Emlyn was unusually energetic.

He looked at Klein with sharp eyes and said:

“Respected Mr. Fool, do you still have time to listen to me tell you about the life story of the Blood Moon Queen and the glory that the vampires once possessed? That is a heavy book composed of pages of glorious chapters, and I can repeat every part of it.”

It looks like you can still talk for a whole day and night... I used to think you were a vampire who liked puppets and didn't know much about history. I didn't expect you to be so professional and academic... No wonder you always think that blood races are noble and proud of it... This guy who doesn't like to go out, if he really has an interest in a field, he will do in-depth research, and the life of a vampire is long enough... Klein considered it and prepared to decline Emlyn's kindness.

Although he was not lacking in interest in that history, time did not allow him to listen to the other party's long speech here.

"That's enough." Klein smiled and said, "I like equal exchange. I won't let you make statements without gaining anything. When there's a chance in the future, you can use the corresponding history to exchange for what you want from me."

"...Okay." Emlyn was still a little disappointed for a moment.

This was his first chance to tell other beings about the glory of the vampire race.

Normally, in order to hide his identity, he couldn't show off these things to humans, but within the vampire clan, everyone who needed to know knew everything, and it was not his turn to be responsible for the education of the newborn.

Klein said no more and resumed his condescending attitude:

"Okay, go back now."

A deep red light suddenly lit up in front of Emlyn White's eyes, quickly engulfing him.

After a brief dizziness, he found himself still sitting in the moving carriage.

Then he saw the illusory parchment and gained the knowledge of how to pray for help from The Fool through a secret ceremony.

When I am free at noon and return home, I will immediately hold a ceremony and ask Mr. Fool to remove my psychological suggestion... Emlyn suddenly became a little excited.

Only when the carriage arrived at the Harvest Church did he calm down and pay the fare.

When he entered the church and saw Bishop Utravsky preaching to the few believers there, he was no longer as distressed as usual and felt quite relaxed.

In this state, he inexplicably thought of something:

Father Utravsky never seemed to stop me from finding a way to remove the psychological suggestion... What on earth was he thinking...

…………

In the East District, in a cafe with greasy tabletops.

Klein arrived at the appointed time and ate oatmeal bread dipped in the broth of lamb stewed with tender peas while listening to Old Kohler telling him about the news he had collected in the past week.

Unfortunately, there is not much valuable information in it.

After the other party finished speaking, Klein thought for a moment, then took out two pounds worth of bills and pushed them over.

"You've already given it to me!" Old Kohler was startled and waved his hands in astonishment.

Klein chuckled and said:

"Within this week, I will go to the south for vacation. After a year of hard work, it's time to take a break.

"It may take me two or three weeks to come back, so I'll pay you the corresponding compensation in advance. Haha, don't forget to help me collect information."

"Okay, okay!" Old Kohler took the banknotes with joy and gratitude.

At this moment, he had already figured out how to spend the New Year.

He planned to buy the cured ham that he had been reluctant to buy before and use it to go with his bread.

I can't wait... Thank you, Detective Moriarty! He swallowed unconsciously.

Klein picked up his hat and thought for a moment before saying:

"You should have noticed that the East District has been a bit chaotic recently.

"Don't put yourself at risk just to get information. If you find something wrong, avoid it immediately and don't get involved."

He was quite worried about the events surrounding Prince Edessak, so he thought of reminding old Kohler.

"I understand." Old Kohler patted his chest and said, "I'm very timid. I won't take risks."

“Very good.” Klein praised.

He immediately thought of the laundry lady Liv and her two daughters, Freya and Daisy, who loved reading and hoped to change their fate, and said thoughtfully:

"Please keep an eye on Liv's family and don't let them get bullied. If there's a riot in the East District, take them to a safe place."

"Riot...you mean the workers' protest?" Old Kohler asked in confusion.

“Almost.” Klein responded vaguely.

This is the limit of what he can reveal, otherwise it will easily arouse suspicion from people or the sealed objects.

…………

In the room filled with dolls of all sizes, Emlyn White, who had returned home at noon, sat on a chair, enjoying the dimness created by the curtains.

He looked around, clenched his fist and said:

“Come on for me!”

After saying this, he dug out some spiritual materials and began to write the name of The Fool and the corresponding symbolic signs and magical symbols.

After a busy period, he tried the secret ceremony, and his spirituality gradually dissipated, as if he had reached an infinite height.

Faintly, he saw countless shadows of indescribable shapes, seven rays of light that seemed to contain a wealth of knowledge, and grayish-white mist hanging high above them.

Above the endless gray fog, there is an ancient palace that cannot be seen clearly. Inside the palace sits a figure shrouded in the gray fog.

Then, Emlyn saw a majestic and sacred golden figure, and the black wings behind him that blocked out the sky.

Before he had the time to count how many pairs of the mysterious wings there were, he felt himself rising rapidly and coming into contact with the golden figure.

"ah!"

He screamed miserably, covered his head and rolled on the ground, with bursts of green smoke coming out of his body.

After a long while, Emlyn finally calmed down and heard the Fool's deep voice replying in his ear:

"Your psychological suggestion has been lifted."

Is this the feeling of removing psychological suggestion? How painful... Emlyn sat on the ground, breathing heavily, his neatly combed hair now drooping in disarray.

Above the gray fog, Klein nodded thoughtfully and said to himself:

"Sure enough, the purification and dispelling effects of the 'Sun Brooch' will harm vampires simultaneously."

He had already calculated in advance that the "sunlight" needed to remove the weakened psychological suggestion would not be enough to severely injure Emlyn, so he was too lazy to change to a complicated method. Now it seems that the result is consistent with expectations.

After dealing with this matter, Klein took off the yellow crystal pendant from his left wrist cuff and divined for his next plan.

"This afternoon is a good time to go to Red Rose Manor."

After reciting it silently seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the pendulum was still there, not rotating.

Divination involving "0" level sealed objects or corresponding powerful beings is too difficult and it is impossible to obtain effective revelations... Klein sighed, roughly understanding the reason.

Then, he divined whether it would be appropriate to go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow afternoon, but failed again.

I have always said that divination is not omnipotent, and now this statement has been proven... I have to make my own decision... I must take this step, otherwise I will not be able to leave the stage without attracting attention and move behind the scenes... The sooner the better, I can't delay, otherwise things may be out of control... As his thoughts fluctuated, Klein made a decision.

He immediately returned to the real world, put on a double-breasted frock coat, a half-high silk hat, and walked out of No. 15 Minsk Street, his destination being Prince Edessak's Red Rose Manor.

PS: I just finished the author salon and came back from Japan. I am exhausted, so I will not update in the early morning, but will still update at normal time. But I would like to ask for recommendation votes on Monday in advance~ Well, I have to make up for the accumulated manuscripts tonight, otherwise I can't guarantee the update time.

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