Leaving legends in nine places outside the planet... Isn't this the starry sky? Klein looked at the potion formula in his hand and almost frowned.

He felt that this was more dangerous than the promotion ceremony of the "Miracle Master".

Although the "Box of the Old Ones" and the two "0" seals of the Abraham family, as well as some "1" seals, all have the ability to send people into the starry sky, making the ritual seem not difficult, Klein clearly remembered that Arianna, the leader of the ascetics of the Church of Night, had warned him that the starry sky contained extremely terrible pollution, and it would be dangerous to even understand it without reaching the angel level.

Not being a Planeswalker will pollute the starry sky, but to become a Planeswalker one must roam the starry sky... This has become a dead end that cannot be solved... Perhaps the Abraham family has recorded a safer place in the starry sky. We can't be too pessimistic... Also, I have to use divination to verify the authenticity of this formula when I go back... Just because Dorian won't lie to me doesn't mean he won't be deceived... Klein retracted his gaze and looked at Dorian Gray Abraham opposite him and said:

"Where are the extraordinary properties of the 'planeswalker'?"

Dorian, who had already memorized the name of “The Fool”, thought for two seconds and said:

"Two of them are in our family in the form of '0' level seals. One of them gave rise to the 'Box of the Old Ones'. One is said to be in the hands of the Witch Cult, one is in the Church of the God of War, and the other has been missing since the Second Era. No one has found it."

If the "Box of the Old Days" could be used to exchange one of the two relatively normal "0" level sealed items of the Abraham family, then there would be no need to worry about where to obtain the Beyonder characteristics of the "Planeswalker", but the promotion ceremony was really a headache... Moreover, the essence of this ceremony was obviously to leave a mark on the starry sky. No matter how it was modified, it could not avoid the starry sky... Klein controlled his expression and nodded to Dorian.

"I hope you can find the answer when the red moon becomes full."

After he finished speaking, his figure quickly faded. This was already the limit of what Fors could sustain.

Dorian watched Gehrman Sparrow "leave" like this, and subconsciously looked down at the paper with the name of "The Fool" in his hand, and found that it also became illusory and disappeared.

"..." Dorian was unable to find the correct answer from the various extraordinary abilities recorded in his family, so he turned to look at Fors and opened his mouth, intending to ask a few questions.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and his pupils dilated rapidly.

Oops! The curse is about to take effect! Dorian quickly reached out and took out a small metal bottle from the secret pocket of his clothes, unscrewed the lid, put it to his mouth, and drank it all up.

when!

He moved in such haste that the cap of the metal vial fell to the ground.

Fors watched as the teacher's face turned pale and he pinched his chest. For a moment, she was unable to react to what had happened.

As a former surgeon, she quickly made a judgment and said:

"Teacher, do you have a heart disease?

"Do you have any special medicine?"

After asking the last question, Fors realized that she was too anxious and concerned, so much so that she looked a little silly:

The bottle that the teacher just drank must be a miracle drug!

"Do you still need help? I have the ability to record 'doctor'." Fors saw that the teacher's expression had eased, and asked again.

Dorian shook his head, indicating that nothing was wrong.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart:

It's because you didn't follow the plan and directly "summoned" Gehrman Sparrow in the room, leaving me no time to take the medicine, that this happened.

…………

Sonia Sea, the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, Bayam, the "City of Generosity".

The Blue Avenger docked in the port in the evening.

During that period of time, the destruction of the sea transportation lines of Sonia Island by the Storm Church finally attracted the intervention of the demigods of the Feysac Empire. Many "captains" were killed and the fleet suffered a very serious blow.

Alger Wilson and his crew, who were waiting for an opportunity to attack the port in the island's primeval forest, escaped the attack. After the Storm Church and the Loen Navy announced that the operation had basically achieved its goal and could be ended, they returned to Pasu Island to rest.

Afterwards, Alger deliberately asked for battle, showing a pious, passionate and impassioned attitude, which won him praise from the cardinals.

Since he was familiar with the Rorsted Archipelago, he was undoubtedly sent here to strengthen the naval power of this important colony.

Of course, in order to avoid conflicts with their past identities and to leave a clue for other things in the future, Alger and his crew arrived in Bayam in the name of recruited pirates.

——In this war, many pirates were recruited and became an effective supplement to the navies of various countries, just like the mercenaries in the early and middle period of the Fourth Epoch.

While there was still some light in the sky, Alger got off the boat and headed straight for the Church of the Waves where the "Sea King" Yan Kottman was.

As a Sequence 5 Singer of the Sea, he was qualified to directly meet with the Cardinal of the Church of the Storm and the Senior Deacon of the Mandated Punisher.

As he was walking, Alger suddenly saw an acquaintance.

He was a middle-aged man in formal suit, bow tie and glasses, and looked quite gentle. But Alger knew very well that he was a follower of the "God of the Sea" Kalvetuwa, who used to be a pirate and was now a trader who dealt in both black and white.

"Ralph, long time no see." Alger greeted the illegitimate son of Loen, Feysac, and Roside.

Ralph was stunned for a moment, as if he was unable to recognize that this was the captain of the "Blue Avenger".

"Alger? The captain of our ghost ship?" he asked with a little surprise after a few seconds.

Alger smiled and said:

“Have I changed much?”

Ralph frowned slightly and responded:

"Your temperament has changed a lot. You are more like the sea and clouds before a storm."

Good vision... But I just showed it on purpose... After taking the "Ocean Singer" potion, if there is no such change, I will not look like a member of the Church of Storms... Alger sighed and said:

“Because there are so many things to worry about.

"Well now, I've been hired by the Church of the Storm."

Ralph narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly became a little alert in his heart. He laughed on the surface:

"It would indeed be a good thing if there were no war."

Alger glanced at the place where Ralph had just come out, and asked:

"When did a school appear here?"

At a glance he could see four-story buildings, a concrete playground, a garden lawn, and many children playing happily.

The children all had dark skin, but some were not as tanned as the local natives, and their hair was just a little naturally curly, not too obvious.

This part is undoubtedly mixed.

Ralph looked back, sighed and smiled:

"Didn't you donate money to my charity fund?

"Under God's guidance, I established schools in several major cities on the island to provide education, three meals and boarding for these discriminated children.

"Our childhood wasn't bright enough, and I don't want it to be the same for them."

While Ralph was responding, Alger had been staring at the school. When he finished speaking, he looked away and said,

"I would have thought you would take at least half."

Ralph burst out laughing:

"It seems that I have left a very bad impression on you.

"How about it? What do you think of this school?"

Alger looked him up and down for a while and said:

"Do you think I've been to school?"

He paused and said:

"Which street is your charity fund located on? I may need help from you later."

Thinking that the other party had been hired by the Church of Storms, Ralph did not dare to expose his connection with the resistance army and laughed:

“Donations are fine, but nothing else is needed.”

After giving the address of the charity fund, Ralph returned to his home, went up to the second floor, and knocked on the door of a room:

"Lord Danitz, I have something to report."

In the room, a deep and majestic voice responded:

"Come in."

…………

Backlund, Cherwood District.

Dorian, who rented a house here, walked to the window and watched the sun set and the sky gradually darken.

Tonight the red moon will be full, and the curse of Abraham's family will fall again.

Dorian hadn't shaved for many days, and he had grown gray beard around his mouth, on both sides of his cheeks, and on his chin, which was very inconsistent with his middle-aged appearance.

After looking for a while, Dorian lowered his head and recited in Giant language:

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

After finishing his prayer, he returned to the center of the room, found a sofa and sat down, waiting for the red moon to rise and for the period of time when his spirituality was strongest to arrive.

At this time, above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, Klein had already sat in the position of The Fool and waved to bring a paper figure.

Surrounded by the power of the Source Castle, the paper man passed through Dorian's prayer light spot and landed on him.

During this process, Klein deliberately did not show the effect, allowing the "Angel" to hug Dorian silently.

He felt that if Mr. Fool acted too assertive, it would scare the members of this ancient family, so he chose to keep a low profile.

The process of waiting for the result was always tormenting. Dorian would take out his pocket watch from time to time, snap it open, and take a look, wanting to know how long it would take until the most spiritual period of the full moon night - this could be calculated through knowledge of mysticism.

Finally, near dawn, Dorian instinctively bent his back, hoping to relieve the pain of the curse.

But as time passed, there was silence in his ears, without any buzzing sound or mumbling.

The crimson moonlight shone through the window onto Dorian. He looked up in a daze, only to find that the surroundings were peaceful, quiet, calm, and indifferent, without any abnormality.

Dorian then looked out the window and saw the crimson full moon, holy, dignified, soft, and dreamy, as if it was hanging in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Dorian lowered his head, took out his pocket watch, opened it and took a look.

"..." He raised his right hand, rubbed his eyes, and covered his face with it, not letting go for a long time.

The gray beard on his face gradually became messy and was stained with tears and snot.

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