Even after leaving the underground area of Odra's house, Emlyn White was still a little dazed. He couldn't believe that he got the 7,000-pound reward so easily.
The bill of exchange felt light and weightless in his hand, but it made him realize the absurdity of reality.
The "Hanged Man" method really works... Lord Nibais didn't expose me or punish me. Instead, he gave me a generous reward. This was just to pretend that he didn't know and encourage me to keep trying so that he could observe secretly... Are the vampires' minds so complicated... Emlyn was in a trance and sighed.
Soon, he gathered his scattered thoughts and turned his attention back to the 7,000-pound reward:
"With it, I can buy the Baron's relics from the Hanged Man and mix them into a potion...
"I will soon become a baron, Lord Emlyn White, the vampire baron!"
Emlyn's eyes suddenly lit up, and his steps became much lighter.
Within the blood clan, if there is no gift from the elders and no corresponding ceremony is held, the rank at which one is born will be fixed, and it is almost impossible to improve on one's own or over time.
Except for those who were extremely lucky and whose family ancestors had reached the limit of their lifespan and had to use rituals to bestow power on their descendants, most of the vampires who were about the same age as Emlyn were still at the stage of "adulthood" and had no chance of obtaining a "title" within decades.
Emlyn's father and mother have lived for so many years, but until now, they still haven't become barons, and they can't even see any hope!
As he walked out of the door, Emlyn couldn't help but glance at Casimi Odra beside him.
This old vampire who was active during the Roselle era is only a baron until now... and I am about to reach this level! One day, I will become a vampire marquis like Lord Nibais! No, a duke, or even a prince! Only in this way can I shoulder the responsibility of being the savior of the vampires... Well, the baron's legacy is only more than 4,000 pounds, and there is still a lot of money left. I can buy a few more dolls and give them some new clothes... Emlyn straightened his back unconsciously and walked more and more proudly.
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Silver City, Berg's house.
Derrick lit the candles and prepared for the sacrificial ceremony.
After the frequency of lightning fluctuated several times, he finally got his chance.
He was very sure that the "Chief" could not keep an eye on him at this moment, because he left the Silver City with the little boy Jack, whose injuries had begun to heal, and an exploration team, looking for the route the other party took from the so-called seaside to the destroyed city-state.
It didn't take long for Derrick to arrange everything. He then solemnly and reverently recited the honorific name of Mr. Fool.
He very skillfully and methodically sacrificed the Soul Eater's stomach required by Miss Magician and the extraordinary materials specified by Mr. Hanged Man to the Lord above the gray fog.
There were many cracks on the solid walls of the Silver City, but they were filled with hard black soil, on which grew clumps of fine weeds that swayed gently in the wind like human hair.
Suddenly, they all rose up as if trying to grab something, but fell down without any foothold.
…………
Church of the Waves in the early morning.
Alger Wilson, who came to collect the bounty, heard a very important piece of news from the diocesan bishop, Qiao Geli:
Laticia Dorela of the "Moss Ascetic Order" entered the depths of the jungle of Simim Island under the disguise of an archaeologist. She did something that caused the "Sea God" Kalvetuwa, who had been severely injured and hiding for many years, to be on the verge of collapse, and frantically searched for a chance to continue his existence.
It was rumored that this evil spirit who called himself "Sea God" was defeated by two cardinals and military experts with the help of corresponding sealing items after the Rorsted Archipelago was discovered a long time ago. He could only barely escape and hide... This situation lasted for more than a hundred years without any fundamental changes. How could it suddenly collapse and be unable to maintain its existence? Alger frowned slightly, wondering if there was anything different that had happened recently.
"A situation deliberately created by the Moss Trappist Order?
"But why didn't they do this in the past hundred years?
"To cooperate with your other plans?"
As speculation and doubt alternated, Alger suddenly realized an important factor.
The biggest and most fundamental difference between the recent period and the past 100 years is:
The "world" has come to Bayam!
Mr. Fool's followers have arrived at the Rorsted Archipelago!
Wherever he appears, it means that something big is going to happen or brew in that place? In the past, there was the Backlund smog, in the middle, there was the change in Bansy Harbor, and now it is the dying struggle of "Sea God" Kalvetuwa and the unknown plot of the "Moss Ascetic Order"... No, a more accurate description should be that wherever something big is brewing or about to happen, Mr. Fool's followers will go there! They accept Mr. Fool's arrangement and chase the activities of those secret organizations and evil angels! With a change of thinking, Alger suddenly became enlightened and felt that he had grasped the truth.
It's not that wherever the "world" goes, trouble will occur, but wherever trouble is about to happen, the "world" and its followers will appear there!
What benefit would this bring to Mr. Fool? Was it purely to destroy the enemy's plot, or would it help Him to remove the seal and release more power? Alger suppressed his doubts and decided to seize this opportunity to submit some previous intelligence.
He clenched his right fist, pressed it against his left chest, and said hesitantly:
"Sir Chogori, I heard a piece of news while tracking down the remnants of the 'Steel' forces."
"What?" Chogori had planned to arrange for this bishop-level captain to search for traces of the rebels on the sea, but was forcibly interrupted by the other party, and was a little annoyed for a moment.
Alger “recalls” and says:
"Someone mentioned Bansi Harbor in the chat, saying that something happened there, but the descendants of the Medici family hid well and were not discovered."
Bansi Harbor, something unexpected happened... Qiao Geli took a step forward and asked:
"What else did they say?"
"They said that there is a corrupt bishop in the church, but no others. Mr. Chogori, is the Medici family a dark family of the Fourth Epoch?" Alger asked deliberately.
Qiao Geli's face darkened:
“This is not something you should know.
"I will report this to Mr. Courtman immediately."
This refers to the Cardinal of the Church of Storms, Archbishop of the Rorsted Sea, and the true ruler of the supernatural world of the archipelago, Arne Kottmann.
Qiao Geli thought for a moment and asked again:
"Who is the person who mentioned this? What does he look like?"
Alger was well prepared:
“I didn’t know them and they didn’t show up again.
"I remember that the person who mentioned Bansi Port and the Medici family was a young man of ordinary appearance, with a thin face, a broad forehead, black eyes, black hair, and a single crystal eyeglass.
"He seemed to notice that I was eavesdropping, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled at me."
What Alger described was the "blasphemer" Amon!
He wanted the cardinals to believe that the exposure of the secrets of the Medici family and Bansy Harbor was due to the fight between the Angel Kings.
This is really a very suitable object to serve as an excuse... He will not come out to defend himself, and even if he does, no one will believe him... And divination on Him will obviously have no effect... If I use extraordinary means to confirm the source of my information, it will show strong signs of interference due to the involvement of Mr. Fool, and I will not be able to get an accurate answer. Judging from the performance, this can be equivalent to what I did for Amon... Alger thought with great confidence.
Qiao Geli nodded slightly and said:
"You look for these people and track down the whereabouts of the rebels."
"Yes, Lord Chogori!" Alger responded devoutly and punched his left chest with his right fist.
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There were layers of dark clouds in the sky, the sky was extremely dark, and heavy rain fell, dripping onto the ground, splashing up bursts of white mist.
In Bayam Harbor, the azure waters were rising slowly but firmly, and the cargo and passenger ships were swaying like leaves floating in the air.
The rain continued, the sea level gradually approached the embankment, water accumulated in many places in the city, and the environment was extremely depressing.
One by one, the fanatical and numb locals, wearing taraba shirts and tattered jackets, came to the edge of the cliff or the embankment and jumped into the sea.
Their flesh and skin lost moisture rapidly, and when they fell into the sea, they had turned into long-weathered mummies.
A group of people cried and hugged a navy soldier who walked out of the base. They bit him to death with their teeth in anger and grief, leaving a bloody mess. The street was in chaos.
Crash!
boom!
The embankment collapsed, and the rising sea water poured into Bayam City.
Klein woke up suddenly, and all he could recall in his mind was the scene he had just dreamed of.
To a fortune teller, this was a very clear revelation!
“Kavetuwa, the ‘sea god’, can’t find a way to survive, so he has given up completely and gone completely crazy, creating a rainstorm, causing a tsunami, submerging the entire Rorsted Archipelago, and dragging countless people to die with him? At the same time, his followers have also taken all kinds of extreme actions... I have already notified the Church of the Storm, and they should be able to stop it in time... No, even if I don’t notify them, they will be able to detect the problem and respond accordingly..." Klein got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
He saw “Flame” Danitz standing by the window, looking outside.
He saw low pressure clouds and continuous rain that seemed to never end.
Are there any signs? Klein walked to Danitz's side and also looked at the depressing weather outside. He could vaguely hear the abnormal sound of the tide.
In the silence, a very explosive thunder suddenly sounded in the air, the leaden clouds quickly split apart, the falling rain lost its support, and everything returned to normal in the direction of the dock.
The morning sun was shining from the sky, and Bayam seemed to be bathed in holy light.
Danitz hissed and said to himself:
"Jaron Kautman changed the weather..."
Yann Kottman... the cardinal of the Church of the Storm? He suppressed Kalvetuva's power? Klein looked away thoughtfully.
Danitz breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I was quite worried just now, haha, afraid that the nearly collapsed 'Sea God' would cause a disaster.
"But there's Yann Kottmann."
Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow did not speak, he added:
“If he were at sea, even the ‘King of the Five Seas’ and the ‘Queen of Mystery’ wouldn’t be able to defeat him.
"The captain said, the captain said, he is a Sequence 3 demigod, the name of the potion is...
"It's... 'Sea King'!"