In the "City of Generosity" Bayam, in a rented house with a gas wall lamp on.
Verdu Abraham, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was holding a thick stack of information and reading it carefully in the not-too-bright light. He would occasionally draw a symbol with a pen to record the content that he felt would be useful.
He left Loen and came to the Rorsted Islands. His main purpose was to get away from the sight of Dorian and other family members, to study mysticism with peace of mind, and to find an effective way to save his ancestor Bethel Abraham, or in other words, to find reliable knowledge to reduce the difficulty of the ritual.
However, more than half a year has passed and he still has no clue. It seems that he has no other choice except hunting down the "weird wizards", "parasites" and "secret wizards".
This made Verdu quite frustrated, but he was also aware of how dangerous the "0" level seal was. Even if he was willing to sacrifice himself, he could not truly control it, and it was difficult to guarantee what the final result would be.
What's more important is that he couldn't find the "weird wizard" and the "parasite" at all. These saints were known for their secretive whereabouts and strange styles.
Huh...Verdu put down the stack of information in his hand and muttered to himself almost silently:
"Can we only place our hopes on the 'Fool' like Dorian and the others?"
Thinking of the Fool, Verdu could not help but frown, because there were more and more half-giants promoting the belief of the Fool in Bayam City, so much so that even he, who seldom went out, had heard of it.
This made him wonder if he had come to the headquarters of the Church of Fools.
If the amount of mystical knowledge secretly circulating in the Rorsted Archipelago was not beyond Verdu's expectations, and much of it was beyond the Abraham family's grasp and extremely useful, he would have left Bayam and headed for the southern continent a month ago.
"We can't stay here any longer. Book a boat ticket to East Balam as soon as possible..." Verdu had just made up his mind when he wavered a little. "Dorian and the Church of Fools probably wouldn't have thought that I was hiding in the area that their headquarters could radiate. Emperor Roselle once said that the most dangerous place is also the safest place..."
Hesitantly, Verdu put away the documents, turned off the wall lamp, and walked towards the bedroom with the help of the moonlight outside the window.
Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the darkness in the corner of the balcony of his room and jumped over the fence.
The figure was like a feather, light and weightless. When it fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters, it did not make any noise at all.
Then, the figure sneaked along the dark streets, came to the vicinity of Poseidon Church, and climbed up the bell tower.
Then, "he" took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote a report on tonight's surveillance situation, and stuffed it into a gap.
About a quarter of an hour after the figure left, the sound of wind suddenly rang out in the bell tower.
The report was pulled out of the gap by an invisible hand, and flew away in the strong wind that blew through here, like a bat spreading its wings in the dark night.
Not long after, the report fell suddenly as if it was tied to a stone and landed on a hand that stretched out from the darkness of the garden.
This hand belongs to Alger Wilson, Cardinal of the Church of the Storm.
He then unfolded the report and began to read it carefully in the night, not at all bothered by the lack of light.
——Even in the lightless deep sea, Alger could see the things around him clearly.
“Verdu’s intention to leave Bayam is becoming clearer and clearer…” Alger nodded imperceptibly and concluded in his mind.
Over the past six months, he had been monitoring the member of Abraham's family according to Mr. Fool's instructions, but he had never found any unusual behavior from the other party.
When Verdu leaves Rorsted Archipelago, his mission will be completed.
However, Alger did not want to end it like this. He felt that he had not made enough contribution and was just monitoring a Sequence 7 that was nothing special.
——The Hermit has obtained the Sequence 3 Beyonder characteristics from the Mysterious Queen, and has collected the corresponding auxiliary materials, and is busy preparing for the ceremony. This put Alger under great psychological pressure. Of course, in addition to monitoring Verdu, he also followed Mr. Fool's intentions and did a lot of things, but even he himself felt that there was still a big gap between this and the identity, status, and power of the Sea God.
For a moment, Alger wanted to indirectly force Verdu Abraham through various means to make him expose his own problems, but he finally gave up the idea because he couldn't be sure whether Mr. Fool had good intentions or bad intentions towards that target.
——When Silver City and Moon City were selling off their extraordinary properties and potion formulas, Alger purchased some from the Tarot Club to train a team of extraordinary people who were independent of the Church of Storms and loyal only to him and hiding in the dark. The personnel who monitored Verdu came from this group.
Currently, most of the team of less than ten members are Sequence 9, and only a few have been promoted to Sequence 8.
As for where Alger got the money to buy extraordinary properties and potion formulas, the answer was very simple:
As a cardinal in charge of a diocese, Alger could easily "save" some money for himself. During that period of time, the mines, plantations, spice estates and factories on the Rorsted Islands were all being sold at prices below their value. As long as one had the ability to buy them, he could make a lot of money after a while.
More importantly, the Storm Church Headquarters also had a great interest in the Beyonder properties and potion formulas sold in Silver City and Moon City, and provided a large sum of money for purchase. As for the person who handled it, it was undoubtedly the Cardinal Alger Wilson of the Rorsted Diocese. Some losses in such a process were inevitable and understandable.
Retracting his thoughts, Alger decided to use his shadow guards to sell some mystical knowledge to some of Bayam's Beyonder circles, in order to lure Verdu Abraham and delay him as long as possible.
"The main reason is that the missionary work of Silver City scared that gentleman..." Alger shook his head and muttered to himself.
He immediately destroyed the report in his hand and walked back into the church.
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Just after dawn, a young man walked out of the hotel and leisurely admired the morning scenery of Bayam.
He had just bought a bottle of "Teyana" drink in a fruit shell from a vendor when he suddenly felt a large shadow appear beside him.
The young man turned his head and looked up a little bit, and found a half-giant nearly two meters and five inches tall walking towards him.
“Sir, may I take a moment of your time? I would like to tell you about our beacon and savior, Mr. Fool.” The half-giant bent his back and tried to make his smile look kind.
The young man took a sip of "Teyana", pointed to the side, smiled and nodded:
"Okay, but not here."
He then walked to where he would not block others, and the half-giant who looked extremely oppressive also followed him gently.
"You can talk now." The young man did not hide his curiosity at all.
The tall and strong half-giant's expression suddenly became solemn:
"My Lord calls himself 'The Fool'. In the past, present, and future, he is the great ruler of the spiritual world, the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck, and the beacon for every living being to pursue eternity.
"Our Lord resides above the physical and spiritual worlds, His mercy fills heaven and earth, and there are six angels standing beside His throne...
"The 'Mercury Angel' is the embodiment of fate and the most beloved angel of my Lord; the 'Angel of Death' is the one who has followed my Lord the longest and is the archon of the underworld; the 'Angel of Salvation' is the horn of my Lord and the messenger of His oracles; the 'Angel of Life' is the crystallization of wisdom and the indelible spirit in everyone's body."
Hearing this, the young man laughed:
"Your Lord is really powerful. He has so many titled angels serving him."
"More than that." The half-giant responded gently, "Next to the Lord's throne there is also the 'Angel of Punishment'. He is the Lord's thunder, the Lord's wrath, the Lord's palm, and the judge and executioner of all the fallen and unclean.
"The opposite of the 'Angel of Punishment' is the 'Angel of Time'. He was the 'King' in ancient times. He eventually submitted to our Lord and rang the bell of heaven for Him."
"Awesome, awesome." The young man exclaimed sincerely.
Hearing this response, the half-giant couldn't help but smile, and then described the various miracles performed by Mr. Fool in the most concise words possible, and finally said:
"A quarter of an hour has passed, so I won't waste your time. If you are interested, you can go to the Church of the Fool at 16 Phillips Street to learn more. This is our largest church in Bayam City. Hehe, the others are still under planning."
The young man nodded:
"If I have time, I'll go take a look."
After watching the half-giant turn and walk away, the young man smiled and took out a crystal monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.
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The half-giant made his way back to the restaurant and changed into his chef's uniform.
"Bader, are you preaching again?" the restaurant owner asked with a smile.
When the industry association recommended this half-giant to learn cooking, he was quite resistant. He always felt that the other party could kill him with a simple swing of his arm, and he didn't seem to have a talent for cooking.
But now, he was very satisfied with Balder. This half-giant was not only honest, obedient and able to endure hardships, but also had a strong deterrent power, which made the villains on the street dare not target the restaurant again.
The only problem is that Baldur goes out once every morning to preach the faith of The Fool.
Of course, since this was outside of working hours, the restaurant owner couldn't say anything and didn't mind.
Balder smiled innocently, walked into the kitchen, and said to Bonn, his friend from Moon City who had come to seek refuge with him:
"Today I can teach you how to make grilled fish."
Bonn looked relatively normal, except that his eyes were one above the other, which looked awkward. He was a Moon City person whose deformity was not too serious and who had the courage to communicate with outsiders. He nodded when he heard this:
"I have to pray first. Mr. Fool has sent down an oracle, asking all Moon City people to make a wish to him at nine o'clock this morning, hoping that there will be no more deformities."