"Okay." Emlyn agreed very calmly.

Maric said nothing more, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

He knew that a specific action plan could not be worked out right away, and Emlyn White had to go back to seek the opinions of the vampire leaders first, so he did not stop.

This might be my chance to gain divinity and become an earl... Emlyn smiled as he watched Maric's "ghost" leave silently.

He had not yet digested the extraordinary characteristics of the "Crimson Scholar". The so-called opportunity to become an earl meant the promise of a free ceremony or the formula of the corresponding potion.

The carriage continued to move forward and stopped at the entrance of the Harvest Church. Emlyn looked at the gray mist in the air with satisfaction, then stepped out of the carriage and passed through the gate, holding up his silk hat.

After changing into his brown priest's robe, he took a rag and a bucket of water and began to carefully wipe the candlesticks on both sides.

Emlyn stopped working only after Father Utravsky, who seemed to have grown taller, finished his morning sermon. He complained:

"Why do you want to let Ernes go back?"

"He only asked to be a volunteer for a month." Father Utravsky was very patient and did not seem annoyed at all when Emlyn asked the same questions over and over again.

Thinking of his own experience, Emlyn suddenly felt unbalanced and couldn't help but mutter again:

"He was forced to volunteer, not volunteering on his own initiative. He can't set the deadline. He has to do it for at least six months!"

Father Utravsky smiled and responded:

"He did a pretty good job. He worked hard during that month, guiding believers and copying scriptures. I could clearly feel that he had come to appreciate the preciousness of life and the joy of a good harvest."

Emlyn's facial muscles twitched slightly:

"He is also, no, he is about to become a believer of the 'Mother Earth'?"

“No, I don’t plan to force him to convert.” Father Utravsky said gently, “I just let him understand the teachings of the Mother Goddess and feel every bit of life. I hope that when he feels confused in the future, he can remember that there is such a spiritual home, the embrace of his mother.”

Emlyn's lips moved a few times, but in the end he said nothing, lowered his head, and continued wiping.

…………

Inside a house in Cherwood District.

Fors sat in a high-back chair, looking at the empty glass bottle on the desk in front of her with a slightly distracted gaze.

She had finally digested the "Astrologer" potion some time ago. Today, under Xio's care, she mixed the "Recorder" potion with Asman's brain and the curse of the ancient vengeful spirit, mustered up her courage, and drank it.

At this moment, she felt her brain expanding rapidly, the gray folds and bulges were increasing wildly, and her body was gradually becoming ethereal and decomposing into cells.

Those cells were surrounded by a halo of light, as if forming a "gate" around the brain.

Faintly, Fors heard the familiar mumbling again, but it was very vague and fuzzy, and she couldn't distinguish the specific words at all. For her who had rich experience, it had no effect at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Fors finally regained control of his brain and cells and felt the existence of his body.

Almost at the same time, a large amount of knowledge came back to her mind, allowing her to understand how to use the "Recorder" ability:

The mutated "brain" reproduces the extraordinary abilities used by the target, and then drives some of the activated cells to form corresponding symbols, patterns and logos to complete the storage.

This is “I come, I see, I record”, using the spirit as the pen and the spirit body as the paper!

Currently, I can only record one Beyonder ability with divine influence. The higher the opponent's sequence, the higher the probability of my failure. Even if it is Sequence 4, I may not succeed once in more than ten attempts... Sequence 6 and Sequence 5 Beyonder abilities can record 8, and the effect is half of the original. Sequence 7 to Sequence 9 can record 20, and the effect is close to the original... When the potion is further digested, there will be improvements in all aspects... Combining the knowledge and her own feelings, Fors muttered to herself silently.

This seemed to duplicate the function of "Lemano's Travel Notes", but Fors felt that no one would complain about having too many extraordinary abilities, and the two were also complementary. After all, she could rent "Lemano's Travel Notes" to Tarot Club members and use their extraordinary abilities as compensation, but she couldn't rent herself out.

“Only when you reach Sequence 6 can an Apprentice be considered to have sufficient combat capabilities!” Fors pulled her thoughts back and turned her head to sigh at Xio beside her.

She immediately took the paper and pen from the other side of the table and began to write:

“Dear Teacher:

"I am glad to tell you that I have finally become a 'record officer'. I am only one step away from my dream of 'traveling'..."

Fors had just written a few sentences when she saw Xio standing up and walking towards the door. She quickly called out to him, “I’m going to do this now.”

"Hey, why don't we go find a nice restaurant to celebrate together?"

Hugh responded seriously:

"Your spiritual overflow is quite serious. You need to spend several days meditating to control it. Uh, you can't smoke, drink, or indulge your emotions too much."

After giving her instructions, she added:

"I still have commissions to do, and I'm almost saving enough contributions to redeem the 'Judge' formula."

“…Okay.” Fors spread his hands.

After leaving the house, Hugh untied the chain, got on a bicycle designed specifically for teenagers, and rode towards the Hillston area.

According to the intelligence she had received earlier, Viscount Stratford had booked lunch at a luxurious restaurant there.

After arriving at the restaurant, Xio locked his bicycle to a gas lamp pole, found a secluded corner, and watched people coming and going.

After an unknown amount of time, a carriage drove over in the thin mist. On it was an emblem consisting of a flower and two rings.

Hugh's attention was suddenly highly focused. He watched the carriage stop at the door of the restaurant. He saw Viscount Stratford, who was over 40 years old and wearing a white wig, get off first and extend his hand to the passenger behind him like a gentleman.

The lady in the dark red cloak.

Xio couldn't see the lady's face clearly, but he noticed that she had a soft jawline and fair skin.

…………

North Sonia Sea, onboard the Blue Avenger.

Alger Wilson's feet were off the ground, floating behind the window of the captain's cabin, staring at the deck outside and the waves in the distance.

He had already digested part of the "Ocean Singer" potion, and two weeks ago, he reported to the Church of Storms, using his previously accumulated merits to exchange for a portion of the "Wind-loving" potion, which he successfully consumed. In other words, according to official data, his sequence had been raised to 6. Of course, he had to digest the "Wind-loving" potion again, but that was not difficult.

The biggest problem was that the sound of the "Ocean Songster" potion being digested was too obvious... I should have bought the "Sea Voice" cane. I always blamed it for singing a song... Alger sighed silently, but did not regret it too much, because even if he had decided to buy it, he did not have that much money.

Moreover, he also initially figured out a way to digest the "Sea Singer" potion.

We should be able to get the information in a while and confirm who the Feysac naval officer Mr. Fool wants to investigate is... Alger retracted his gaze and half-floated, half-flew, back to the desk where the brass sextant was placed.

At this time, two sailors passed by the deck burping.

"There seem to be sirens in this sea. We can always hear their singing at night..." one of the sailors said uncertainly.

His companion immediately sneered:

"How is that possible? How can the siren's song be so unpleasant?

"It must be some sea monster making the noise!"

…………

In Silver City, the training ground is not as lively as it is during the day.

A pile of dark blue ice cubes was piled there like a small hill.

Derrick did not carry his own weapon. He stood in front of the iceberg with empty hands and prayed devoutly:

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

After reciting his honorific name and making his request, he glanced at Colin Iliad, the chief of the Six-Man Council, who was waiting in the distance, and walked towards the pile of ice.

Seeing this, Colin, who was carrying two swords on his back, came closer with a bottle of golden medicine that emitted light and heat. He watched Derrick exert force to drill into the pile of ice, burying himself completely without leaving any gaps.

A deep and hazy darkness suddenly descended, and even if there was lightning in the sky, it could not illuminate the place.

In an instant, an indescribable surge appeared around, as if a pair of eyes were looking at them from the depths of darkness.

Colin Iliad could clearly feel that Derrick had fallen into a deep sleep. Even though his face turned pale and his body trembled slightly due to the ice that could not be melted normally, he did not wake up.

He no longer hesitated and threw the bottle of potion forward. A transparent figure like a ghost emerged and wrapped it up.

The figure passed through the dark blue ice and came to the small space created by Derrick. He took out the potion and poured it into Derrick's mouth.

As soon as it completed this action, it immediately retreated and left the ice pile.

brush!

Colin Iliad suddenly drew out his straight sword and slashed to the right rear, slashing out a stream of yellow pus and a rotten monster covered with eyes.

This came out of nowhere!

At this moment, Colin Iliad saw a round of blazing light rising slowly from the pile of dark blue ice, casting a pure light different from lightning around, which was warm, bright, and full of vitality.

It filled Colin's eyes, as if from before the Dark Ages.

The Chief of Silver City watched intently for a long time without moving, until another monster emerged from the darkness.

…………

Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace.

"The little 'Sun' has also reached Sequence 5..." Klein breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze from the crimson star representing the "Sun" to another one.

That symbolizes Miss Justice. She has completed many tasks of the Psychological Alchemy Society in the past month and can exchange them for the formula of the "Dream Walker" potion.

This meant that she would face Hvin Rambis again.

PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family reunion~