If we delve deeper, we will most likely uncover the "Rose of Redemption" or even a hidden "Red Angel"... I was dancing on the edge of a cliff several times just now... Fortunately, I restrained my impulse and suppressed my curiosity about the strange situations in the Green Lemon Restaurant and the telegraph office... Klein retracted his gaze, only to feel that even the "Sun Brooch" could not prevent a layer of cold sweat from oozing out of his back.

Compared to the advent of the "True Creator", the unknown, unexploded situation is even more terrifying. At least now Klein can't help but imagine what he would see and what would happen if he kicked open the door of the telegraph office, or went around to the back and climbed in through the window.

He kept imagining all kinds of weird and scary scenes in his mind, which scared himself a lot.

At the same time, he decided to make some holy water of the sun for the passengers who had eaten in Bansi Port last night to avoid any hidden dangers.

"What's wrong?" Ellan noticed something was wrong with Gehrman Sparrow.

"I remembered something from the past." Klein used the Joker's ability to keep his facial expression normal. Inwardly, he was thankful that he did not take risks last night and that he had now successfully left Bansy Harbor.

Regarding the secrets of "Redemption Rose" and "Angel King" hidden here, he had only one thought:

Report it now!

If we don't report them, will we let them live through the New Year of 1351?

If he chose to conceal it and wait until he had a high enough sequence and strong enough strength to explore and reap the corresponding benefits, then if something happened in the meantime, the danger would be detonated prematurely, or the cultists would still remain and kill one innocent traveler after another, Klein felt that he would definitely feel very guilty and carry a heavy burden. In this way, he would be very close to losing control.

Of course, reporting also requires ways and methods. Klein was not stupid enough to tell Ellan directly or write an anonymous letter to the Storm Church. This would cause a lot of trouble. First of all, the authorities would definitely conduct a strong investigation into Gehrman Sparrow's background. Many things would be exposed if they were investigated in depth. Secondly, his current identity might be exposed to the "Redemption Rose", attracting the pursuit of an "Angel King".

Klein planned to use "The World" to mention the abnormality in Bansy Harbor when the Tarot Club convened in two days, and have "The Fool" casually introduce "Redemption Rose" and "Angel King". As a person related to the Church of Storms, "The Hanged Man" naturally understood what to do next.

This will be his chance to make a contribution!

As for the issue of the blood of the direct descendants of the Medici family, Klein didn't even consider it because neither he nor Miss Sharon had the idea of ​​rescuing the evil spirit in the underground ruins.

Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow was obviously unwilling to talk about his past, Ellan laughed, took out a small black wooden box and threw it over.

Klein reached out to take it and expressed his confusion with his eyes.

"The fishman's swim bladder can be used to make items. It is very useful at sea."

The extraordinary materials on the fishman... 150 pounds or more... The captain is very generous... Klein almost forgot how Gehrman Sparrow should react at this moment.

Fortunately, he was also quite experienced in acting, and immediately said with a gloomy face:

"I didn't save you for reward."

Ellan laughed and said:

“I’m not giving you this to repay you for saving me.

"We are friends, right? When I see that my friend doesn't have similar items, isn't it normal for me to help him fill his gaps?"

What he said made perfect sense, and it was impossible to refute it... Klein held the small black wooden box in his hand, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

Ai Erlan covered his mouth and yawned, then took off his boat hat and said:

"I have to go back to my room and get some sleep. See you at noon."

Klein waved politely and led Danitz all the way to the outside of Room 312.

He saw that Donna and Denton, brother and sister, had gotten up early and were waiting at the door.

"Uncle Sparrow, what are you holding in your hand?" Donna asked curiously.

Klein didn't say anything and directly opened the lid of the small black wooden box.

It was covered with a layer of black velvet, with a round, transparent object like a gem quietly placed in the middle, with azure-blue light spreading out layer by layer.

"That day, the fishman's..." Denton thought for a while and said heavily, "Bream!"

At this moment, at Klein's signal, Danitz opened the door.

Donna walked in briskly, stretching out her hands behind her back.

She was holding a thick wad of cash, in £10 and £5 notes.

"My father, mother, Uncle Cleves and his family, as well as Uncle Dimodo's family, asked me to give you 150 pounds!" Donna smiled sweetly, "They said this is not enough to express their gratitude. It's just to replenish the supplies you consumed. Uh... those things are expensive, right?"

“Not bad.” Klein thought about it and accepted the 150 pounds of thank-you money to prevent ordinary people like Uldi from feeling uneasy.

Seeing Uncle German Sparrow stuffing the cash and the small black wooden box into his pocket at the same time, Donna breathed a sigh of relief for finally completing the task her parents had given her.

She quickly got into the mood and found her true mood for visiting. She asked curiously and a little scared:

"Uncle Sparrow, what kind of monsters were those last night? Are the ghost stories true? Is your ability to jump out of the flames and make the light fall innate? Is this magic or witchcraft?"

Stop, stop, stop. You have too many questions... Klein, who couldn't stand the heat, took off the "Sun Brooch" and threw it on the desk in the living room. He answered casually:

“This is called extraordinary ability, obtained through some rituals and potions.

“Many ghost stories have prototypes, and last night’s monster was created through an evil ritual.

"Ask him about the rest."

Klein turned his head and glanced at Danitz.

"It's amazing..." Denton and Donna exclaimed at the same time.

Then, Donna said with shining eyes:

"Uncle Sparrow, you are just like the 'superman' described by Emperor Roselle!

"Can we, through rituals and potions, also become someone like you?"

Denton nodded heavily, agreeing with his sister's words, and both of them felt a strong sense of anticipation.

At this moment, Donna noticed that there was a hint of sadness in Uncle German Sparrow's eyes.

Immediately, she saw the corners of this magical uncle's mouth curled up, revealing a somewhat strange smile.

Klein said in a low voice:

“This is not something to be envied or expected.

“Once you choose this path, you will always be accompanied by danger and madness.

"You can win them a hundred times, a thousand times, but if you lose once, you will be like that fallen bishop."

As he spoke, he leaned on his cane, took off his dress coat, and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

One of his arms had become shriveled and wrinkled, like that of a man over a hundred years old, while the other was transparent and colorless, and one could directly see the blood vessels, muscles and tendon sheaths beneath the skin.

At the same time, dense, light-colored granulations grew on his face, which frightened Donna and Denton so much that they stepped back in panic and bumped into the door.

Klein, whose face was covered with tiny fleshy buds, kept his lips curled up as he spoke:

“Did you see clearly?

"That's it, madness."

No…Donna and Denton almost lost their minds, stumbled open the door, and ran out.

After taking a few steps forward, they fell to the ground, unable to keep their balance.

"It's so horrible, so horrible..." Denton kept crying softly.

At this time, they heard the sound of the door of room 312 slamming shut.

Donna gradually calmed down. She dared not think about it, but could not help thinking about what Uncle Gehrman Sparrow had looked like just now: grains of flesh had occupied every inch of his face, and his arms were either wrinkled or transparent. He was not much better looking than those monsters last night.

For some reason, she thought of the other person's eyes and the words "This is madness".

Her vision suddenly blurred and tears couldn't stop falling.

"Dona Dona, what's wrong with you?" Denton was frightened by her reaction and forgot that he was also scared.

Donna sobbed and said:

"I have no idea……

"I just, I just suddenly feel so, so sad."

In room 312.

Danitz saw that Klein had returned to normal and couldn't help but sigh:

"Actually, there's no need to scare children like this. It will give them nightmares. Just tell them that taking potions is dangerous."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a hardwood cane covered in blood and stains flying towards him, accompanied by a sentence without any emotion:

"Wash it clean."

Danitz reached out to take it, and his smile froze on his face.

…………

Backlund, Queens, in the luxurious villa of Count Hall's family.

Audrey stood behind the white and gold-rimmed railing on the second floor, watching the servants on the first floor coming and going, busying about.

According to the customs of the Kingdom of Loen, nobles with fiefdoms would leave Backlund one week after the New Year's Ball and return to their own territories to enjoy a pleasant life in the countryside or castle. They would not return to the capital until June to start socializing day after day. Of course, a powerful noble and big banker like Earl Hall would have to travel back and forth between the two places frequently to handle affairs.

However, "moving" is not an easy task. Many things have to be packed in advance and some servants will take them back to the manor or castle in advance. Only when everything is ready will the masters set out on the journey.

After this tarot party is over, I should be on the steam train back to Eastchester County... I hope that Mr. Vampire can really get the fruit of the Elder Tree and the blood of the Mirror Dragon, so that I can become a "psychologist" before leaving Backlund... Audrey thought distractedly.

At this moment, Countess Caitlin came over and asked with a smile:

"What are you thinking about? Well... you are an adult now. When you return to Backlund in June, you can find something to do. Do you have any plans?"

Audrey answered without thinking:

"Mom, I want to go to the church's charity organization."

I want to truly understand this world... She added silently in her heart.

"That's a good idea," the Countess agreed.

She then gave a few instructions, went downstairs and checked the household affairs.

Audrey calmed down, turned her head, smiled and said to the golden retriever squatting beside her:

"Susie, are you looking forward to it? You can run freely in the green fields and chase in the lush woods again."

She was teasing Susie, because the other party was not a qualified hound, which made him a gift.

Susie instinctively wanted to stick out her tongue, but she ladylikely stopped herself from doing so.

It replied without disguising its emotion:

"Of course, I like running, but I hate those wild guys."

Are you referring to the foxhounds that Dad and his family have? Audrey pursed her lips to prevent her smile from escaping.

She looked up at the wall clock and saw that the time for the Tarot party was almost up.