"We don't have any 'Star Bug' at the moment... Let me keep an eye out for what the people who want to buy the 'Star Bug' need..." Fors read through the teacher's letter and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she thought about the upcoming hunt for the "Secret Saint" Butis, she became nervous again. After all, this was a half-god, half-human being. He was a Sequence 4 Saint a year or two ago, and might have already reached Sequence 3 now.

"Although the leader of the operation is Ms. Hermit, as a bait, I still need to worry about my own safety... Moreover, behind the Aurora Society is the Rose of Redemption, as well as angels and the King of Angels..." Fors did not regret agreeing to Gehrman Sparrow's request. This was what she wanted to do. It was just that the risk was too high, so she was inevitably a little flustered and uneasy.

This made her unable to help but imagine another possibility:

"If Mr. World could participate and take the lead, I would definitely not be so nervous and worried."

It wasn't that Fors didn't believe in the strength and experience of Ms. Hermit, but the World Gehrman Sparrow's record was there. He had hunted down more than one or two demigods, so people felt at ease when they thought of him carrying out similar missions.

Sitting by the fireplace, Xio glanced at his friend and asked:

"Are we going to start hunting?"

"Yes." Fors nodded seriously and said, "Not so fast yet. Everyone needs some time to prepare."

Hunting a demigod is not like going fox hunting in the suburbs in autumn. You can bring your equipment, gather your friends, and set off. This requires absolutely rigorous and detailed planning. Fors believes that Ms. "Hermit" must come to Backlund in person, or live in another scheduled battlefield for a period of time to understand the specific situation before formulating a sufficiently effective plan.

Miss Justice is still accelerating the digestion of the Dream Walker potion, which may take another one to two months, or even longer.

For Fors, she could afford to wait, because she also wanted to digest the "Recorder" potion, arrange the ceremony, and become a "Traveler" before taking formal action.

The only thing she was unsure of was whether the “world” Gehrman Sparrow would urge her.

I will try to convince him. No, let Miss Justice convince him. This is the Audience’s strong point… Fors had just muttered a few words when he saw Xio turn around and said hesitantly:

"The liaison officer from MI9 suggested today that I formally join them. He said that with the new king taking the throne, we no longer need to worry about many things in the past, and people like him and me will have the opportunity to be reused."

Fors listened attentively, then thought for a moment and said:

“Isn’t there an investigation into us?

"This should reveal that there is a force behind you."

Xio nodded and said:

"They think that I have been abandoned after the last incident. Also, they suspect that the force belongs to the church, the Church of Darkness."

Xio himself believed in the "Goddess of Night", so the church he mentioned was undoubtedly the Church of Night. However, considering that his friend was a believer of the "God of Steam and Machinery", he added another sentence to avoid any ambiguity.

“Haha, that was a disguise that Mr. World asked us to put up.” Fors stroked her hair with a relaxed look and said with a smile.

She then made herself serious and mature:

"Xiu, this is an opportunity for you. The role of 'judge' obviously requires official support. If you rely solely on yourself to be the judge of Backlund's underground world, your strength and level are not enough, and you lack sufficient help.

"If you can really serve in the Magistrates' Court, Circuit Court, or Criminal Court for a few months, your potion should be completely digested. Yes, I heard that there is an 'Abnormal Affairs Court' within MI9 that specializes in handling cases involving Beyonders. If you become a judge there, perhaps you will be able to reach the rank of 'Punishment Knight' in February or March next year."

Seeing that Xio was obviously interested, Fors quickly added:

"Once you have accomplished enough meritorious deeds, you may be able to restore your father's reputation to a certain extent. George III is dead anyway. As long as you don't bring things to his reputation, Covington II may not stop you."

Covington is the eldest son of George III and has now succeeded to the throne of Loen and wears the Balam Crown.

Xio was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly:

"I'll give it a try."

“Well, once things stabilize, you can bring your mother and brother to Backlund. Although the situation is tense now and food prices are skyrocketing, you will definitely have a quota within MI9 and be able to feed them!” The more Fors spoke, the more he felt that joining MI9 was a good thing.

After convincing Hugh, Fors went into his bedroom and prayed to Mr. Fool, asking him to pass on his words to Mr. World.

Then, Fors summarized the key points of the teacher's reply and elaborated on his own ideas, hoping that Gehrman Sparrow could be more patient.

She had just finished praying and was about to leave the room when her vision suddenly blurred and she saw a crimson tide surging out from the void, instantly submerging her.

Fors then found himself in an ancient palace, sitting on his usual high-backed chair, but the majestic figure shrouded in gray mist was no longer at the top of the long bronze table.

At this moment, she and the “World” Gehrman Sparrow were the only ones around the mottled long table.

"..." Fors's mind suddenly tensed up, and her thoughts became active and turned rapidly. "Mr. World, what I just said is that it is best for you to be patient. This will make things easier. It doesn't matter if you don't have patience. We will start the hunting operation as soon as possible."

Klein laughed hoarsely and said:

"Don't be nervous, I'm not in a hurry."

When the ultimate goal became the angel-level potion formula and the "0" level seal, he had enough patience in this matter.

Phew…Magician Fors secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully:

"So what do you want to talk to me about?"

Klein replied calmly:

"Don't you want to digest the 'Recorder' potion as quickly as possible?

"In addition to 'recording' the folk customs of different places, I think you should also need to 'record' a variety of extraordinary abilities. The higher the corresponding level, the better the digestion effect may be."

Fors' eyes lit up when he heard this:

"Yes!"

After blurting it out, she felt that there was something wrong with her attitude, and hurriedly added with a hint of timidity:

"Is this the advance payment you mentioned before?"

Klein nodded slightly and said:

"Let's get started. Get ready. I borrowed a Level 1 seal from Mr. Fool. It corresponds to the Saint level."

For a Sequence 6 Recorder, the probability of successfully "recording" an angel-level Beyonder ability is extremely low, almost zero, so Klein did not try to summon Miss Messenger and Mr. Azik from the historical gap to demonstrate their "skills."

Fors sat up straight and nodded heavily:

"Um."

The next second, she saw the World Gehrman Sparrow raise a bone scepter with blue gemstones on top.

As the light suddenly lit up, bolts of lightning "leaped" out from the void, entangled together, and turned into a thunder forest emitting a breath of destruction.

Fors’s eyes were reflected in a silvery white, and both her body and mind were shocked.

When the "lightning storm" subsided, she was stunned for two seconds before she spoke with a slight shrinkage:

"Failed..."

“Come again.” Klein responded calmly.

The lightning storm descended again and again on the ancient palace above the gray fog. After an unknown amount of time, Fors exhaled, leaned back in his chair, and said with great joy:

“It worked, it worked!”

She finally "recorded" a "lightning storm".

It’s finally over… Fors relaxed immediately. Then, she heard the “World” Gehrman Sparrow speak without emotion:

"Okay, next extraordinary ability."

...Next one? Fors saw the crazy adventurer at the bottom of the mottled long table stretch out his right hand, grab into the gray mist, and take out a cross covered with thorns and verdigris.

"'Record', the power of this cross?" Fors tried to make his expression look normal.

After the "Recorder" potion was digested to a large extent, the divine ability she could "record" had increased from one to two.

“No.” Klein glanced at Miss Magician and said, “Record my ability to summon the Darkless Cross.”

“…Failed.” Fors said in a low voice.

The reason for this failure was that she didn't have time to "record".

Klein lifted the maintenance of the "No Dark Cross" and once again reached into the mist of history, pulling out an iron-black revolver.

"It didn't work..." Fors responded with a complicated expression.

She now just wanted to return to the real world and digest what she had just learned, but she couldn't hear the bell for the end of get out of class.

After nearly thirty times, when Fors's head began to throb and her spirit began to dry up, she finally "recorded" a "historical pore image summoning".

At this moment, she felt that her eyes were filled with tears, but she still suppressed her fatigue and tried her best to show the attitude of a good "student":

“Can this summon people and things that have some connection with itself from the gaps in history?

"Who or which item should I summon then?"

Klein looked at Miss Magician and replied indifferently:

"I."

"..." Fors forced a smile and said, "Which period were you in?"

"The last time we met." Klein had already thought of the answer.

That was before he destroyed the ceremony of King George III. He had brought Miss Magician back to Backlund from the world of ice and snow. He had become an "ancient scholar".

Fors nodded seriously and asked subconsciously:

"What if I fail? The probability of failure when summoning someone who is beyond my own level should be very high..."

“Come and ‘record’ this ability again tomorrow using ‘Lemano’s Travel Notes.’” Klein said in a calm voice.

Two attempts will do it? Magician Fors instinctively asked this question, which showed that World Gehrman Sparrow was so sure that he did not dare to speak.

She raised her hand and gestured:

"Then, can I go back now?"

Klein said “hmm” and let Miss Magician leave Sefirah Castle with a happy look on her face.

…………

Sonia Island, in the primeval forest.

Alger Wilson and several of his men entered an elven ruin that was usually seldom visited.

Ps: Ask for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets on Monday~