Magician Fors was not surprised that Mr. World made this request at this time. He replied nervously:
“Okay, okay.
"What kind of deal is it?"
During this period, she had communicated with her teacher Dorian Grey Abraham several times and had done a lot of groundwork under the guidance of Miss Justice.
“World” Klein laughed hoarsely:
"You don't need to tell him what I want for now. Just give him my bargaining chips and see if he is interested."
"Is your bargaining chip the promise to lift the curse on Abraham's family?" Magician Fors cautiously sought confirmation.
Klein nodded and pointed at the number "0-61" on the mottled long table.
"It could also be this 'Box of the Old Ones'."
Things that require a "0" level seal in exchange are definitely not simple... Both "Justice" Audrey and "Hermit" Cattleya suddenly came to this realization.
Magician Fors actually valued the promise of lifting the curse more, because she had personal experience and knew how miserable her teacher's family was.
She did not hesitate and answered solemnly:
"OK."
…………
Backlund, West District, in the basement of a house.
The "Dark Saint" Xesma, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly grew out of the darkness.
He tilted his head, as if listening to something, and the muscles on his cheeks gradually became tense, not piece by piece, but bit by bit. Not only did they fail to connect to each other, but they interfered with each other, which looked extremely weird.
Just a few seconds later, Xesma showed an expression of extreme pain, his skin was torn inch by inch, his flesh and blood were wriggling like boiling water, mixed with deep black.
With a thud, he fell to the ground, crawling towards the altar, vomiting a large amount of viscera and flashing spots of light.
The head of this "Dark Saint" was pressed tightly against the ground, and he kept muttering to himself like a madman:
"Butis is dead...
"A 'mystic' carrying a '0' level seal died just like that...
“There is a tarot card on site, ‘The Hermit’…
"The two enemies who took action were both saints, one was a 'mystic' and the other was a 'manipulator'...
"An organization that uses Tarot cards as its code name and believes in the 'Fool'...
"German Sparrow...Azik Eggers...
“…”
After whispering uncontrollably, the "Dark Saint" Xesma shed tears of regret and pain:
"I repent, I repent, I repent..."
…………
A few days later, in a room in an apartment in Pritz Harbor.
Dorian Grey Abraham, in disguise, received a letter from his student Fors.
He checked it carefully and made sure there were no problems and no unusual signs, then picked up the letter opener and took out the letter.
The letter began with the usual greetings, and then Fors wrote directly:
"...We have killed the 'Secret Saint' Butis and obtained the items on him..."
...Dorian, who had been planning to skim through it, was suddenly stuck on this sentence. He read it over and over again and forgot to read on.
Dorian had a deep understanding of how powerful Butis was, and he was also well aware of how terrifying a "secret mage" could be.
But now, his new student, whom he had taught for just over a year, told him in a very calm tone that Butis had been dealt with.
For a moment, Dorian's mind was filled with thoughts such as "impossible", "lie", and "conspiracy". He wondered if Fors had been controlled by Butis and the Aurora Society.
In any major force, Sequence 4 Beyonders are absolute top leaders and very important members. How could they be killed so easily?
Dorian's Adam's apple moved a little, and he forced himself to focus and continue reading the contents of the letter:
"…We got the 'Box of the Elder Days'. I think you should be familiar with it…"
Dorian's eyelids twitched a few times after reading just one more line, and he felt the letter in his hand was as heavy as a boulder.
Of course, he was familiar with the "Box of the Ancients", which was the "0" level seal of the Abraham family and the proof of their former glory.
"…The one who was killed was Butis who was holding the 'Box of the Old Days'…" Dorian was becoming more and more shocked, feeling that things were beyond his imagination. At the same time, he inexplicably felt that it might not be impossible, and that it might be the "Box of the Old Days" that actually killed Butis.
He knew very well how dangerous that "0" level sealed object was!
At the same time, he finally noticed a word:
"us".
This was the first time that Fors showed that she had companions and collaborators.
Of course, Dorian had already guessed it, but he tacitly did not expose it.
Sure enough... Dorian sighed and couldn't wait to read the following content:
"...The reason I took action against Butis this time is because a friend of mine wants to show you his friendship. He said that he is willing to use the 'Box of the Old Days' or the promise to lift the curse on the Abraham family to make a deal with you. I wonder if you are interested? He doesn't know where you are, and I won't tell him. You can refuse..."
The promise to lift the curse? Dorian skipped the "Box of the Old Ones" and chewed on the words that were extremely important to him.
After several previous communications, he had completely figured out the true nature of the family curse. He felt sad and helpless, and a glimmer of hope emerged from the pain.
Before this, who could have imagined that what caused generations of Abraham’s descendants to lose control was actually their ancestor’s cry for help?
It was like a bad joke from fate.
Dorian didn't know whether Mr. Door understood the consequences of his actions, nor did he know how to describe his complicated feelings. However, he couldn't help but start looking for a way to let Mr. Door return and completely lift the family curse.
This is a road with extremely slim hope, but for the Abraham family, it is enough because a light finally appeared in the darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, Dorian folded up the letter, smiled bitterly and said to himself:
"Friendliness... This kind of friendliness is really frightening..."
After he finished talking to himself, he fell silent again. His expression changed from gloomy to bright, and he seemed to be struggling inside.
when!
The wall clock rang on time, and Dorian was awakened.
His expression gradually became solemn, and he finally made a decision.
After making up his mind, Dorian felt a lot more relaxed, and even smiled a little more.
He first burned the letter from Fors, then simply packed his luggage and went out to the steam train station in Pritz Harbor.
He was going to South Wales, not to hide, but to make some preparations.
He planned to hand over the family items and potion formulas that he was keeping to a family member who lived there, and then return to Pritz Harbor and go to Backlund as Dorian Gray to meet his student Fors, the strong man who showed kindness.
At that time, he would take a potion in advance to make himself suffer from the strong curse rooted in the spirit, and he would have to take another potion regularly and in a fixed amount to maintain his life. In this way, even if he was controlled and unable to commit suicide, he would die quickly because he had no chance to take the medicine, and as the spirit dissipated, he would not leak key information.
For Dorian, life and death are no longer a concern on this "journey".
For that elusive hope, he was willing to sacrifice his life.
…………
Backlund, North District, underground of Saint Samuel Church.
Leonard, who had just held a case discussion meeting with "The Mandated Punisher", "The Mechanical Heart", and members of MI9, returned to the office and sat down.
At this moment, the slightly old voice of Pallez Zoroast came back to his mind:
"They have finally found the exact location of the Jacob family treasure and are about to enter."
"Ah?" Leonard was stunned for a moment and couldn't react.
In the previous gathering of the "Hermits of Destiny", he sold the news of Jacob's treasure, but because no one knew what was inside, no one was willing to offer a high price, and Leonard's main purpose was not to trade, so he only exchanged it for some rare spirits.
He immediately lowered his voice and said:
"Old man, how did you know?"
"Oh, of course I sent out a clone to monitor that place." Pales Zoroast replied unhappily, "Are you underestimating an angel of the 'Thief' path?"
Leonard laughed dryly twice:
"Old man, you have recovered well. You even have extra clones now."
"I'm already at Sequence 2." Pales Zoroast said with a chuckle, "Next, don't go out. Stay in the church to prevent any accidents."
"Are you worried that the treasure might be trapped?" Leonard asked thoughtfully.
"How could a treasure left behind by a 'thief' angel not have traps?" Pallez Zoroast sneered, "I can't predict what will happen, but it is definitely safe to stay in the basement of the church."
Leonard nodded and said in a low voice:
"I hope everything goes well, old man. You promised me that if you can successfully obtain the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 2, you will steal a Level 1 Sealed Artifact for me from the items they obtained."
He didn't care whether he gained anything or not, his main purpose was to relieve his sudden tension in this way.
"Don't you reject the word 'steal'?" After saying this in a mocking tone, Pales fell silent, seemingly concentrating on monitoring the situation at Jacob's treasure.
About an hour later, He breathed a sigh of relief in Leonard's mind:
"Although there were many traps and accidents, we still achieved the intended purpose in the end. Haha, I only took the characteristics and a seal, and the rest is their reward.
"Don't leave here in a hurry. Wait until I absorb that characteristic before leaving. Then there will be no problem."
Leonard immediately relaxed, leaned back, crossed his legs, and leisurely read the newspaper.
By the evening, Pales Zoroast finally spoke again:
"alright."
There were a lot of emotions hidden in his voice, but because it was too complicated, Leonard couldn't tell them apart.
Seeing that there was nothing to worry about and the old man might still need to digest it, Leonard stood up, rubbed his forehead, left St. Samuel's Church and returned to No. 7 Pinster Street.
As he passed the porch, he suddenly saw someone sitting on the sofa.
The man was wearing a classical black robe and a pointed hat. He rested his right foot on his left leg and was reading a newspaper leisurely.
As if he noticed Leonard coming in, the man raised his head, adjusted the monocle on his right eye, and smiled playfully.
PS: Please give me a monthly pass during the double period~
PS2: I recommend a book: "I Became Stronger After Death". Masha died and ran away to a world where the highest force is in the hands of scientists. This is an interesting Frankenstein system.