Chapter 1051: Killing Spree (Seeking monthly ticket!)
"Sarastro..."
Sherlock pondered, "That's the name of the leader of the Kingdom of Light in the opera 'Lulu's Magic Flute,' right?"
"That's right."
Aiwass nodded. "It's considered a divine weapon for the Pied Piper class, and it can be used even after the Pied Piper is promoted. It looks like a sword, but it's actually a baton. By wielding it, one can easily create the illusion of light, which can bring extremely powerful benefits."
"...A promotional job for a flute player?"
Yasen was a little embarrassed, but also a little curious: "But the flute player profession is a high-level profession...it should be able to use the fifth energy level."
"That's right."
Aiwass nodded: "I'm talking about the sixth energy level."
With the death of the Fallen Angels and the start of the Tail Ring Ceremony... he has become increasingly open about his actions.
"According to my information, the 'Piper' class has the potential to be promoted to the sixth level. The name of this sixth level is 'Queen of the Night'..."
At this point, Ai Huashi paused, and added in a tone that no one would believe: "Just think of it as the Lord of Scales and Feathers telling me."
...“Just take it as it is”?
"The sixth energy level..."
Yasen's eyes were filled with longing: "I don't even expect to reach the sixth energy level... I wish I could have the chance to reach the fifth energy level."
Hearing this, Aiwass just chuckled and said, "I will."
In other words, now, the fifth energy level can still be considered a superior person.
It's May now—just three months at most—and the second round of the Tail Ring Ritual will begin. By then, the level cap will be raised to 70, theoretically reaching the eighth level, and normally reaching the seventh level.
It is roughly equivalent to a 2080 graphics card. Before the 2080ti was released, it was undoubtedly the flagship model. But after the 40 series came out, it may not even be able to beat the 4060.
"...Really?" Yasen was very surprised by what Aiwass said.
"certainly."
Aiwass affirmed: "In three months at most, you will be able to steadily advance to the fifth energy level."
This is not a big deal.
After all, Yasin had been stuck at the fourth energy level for a long time, and this kind of stuck level problem was the easiest to solve with "Tide of Transcendence." With luck, he might be able to break through in a few days by the end of the month.
Not only Arsene, but Sherlock as well.
"Thank you for your kind words..."
Yasen clasped his hands together and said with sincere gratitude, "My biggest dream in this life is to be promoted to the fifth level."
This seemingly calm and reliable, playboy now resembled a dreamy teenager, imagining the future. "I basically gave up my Phantom Thief work after I got married...after all, it was for the sake of reputation. If I were caught, it wouldn't be good for my family. But the biggest reason, in fact, is that I feel that the growth of my extraordinary power has stagnated.
"No matter how I tried to make 'bigger art,' I was stuck at that stage. From then on, I took a side job... designing stages for other people, mostly magicians or orchestras.
"But I have to say... the more I see the 'beauty' of others, the more I yearn for it. When I see beautiful things, even my own soul becomes more beautiful. Just as writers can draw nourishment from the works of others, musicians can replenish their inner selves by listening to the music of others... Just as wisdom can be replicated through sharing, beautiful things become more numerous through mutual confirmation. This is probably why the pillar deity of the path of beauty is called the Twin Mirror."
Yasin sighed.
There was a rare moment of silence in the car, and everyone was listening carefully to the rare true words that this thief revealed.
However, Yasen himself felt a little embarrassed when he saw everyone listening so attentively.
He couldn't help but ask casually: "Where are we going? Has the murderer been found?"
"Yes, I found it."
Aiwass nodded. "It's Earl Harrick—isn't that right?"
He looked at Sherlock for confirmation halfway through his words.
Sherlock also recalled it and nodded affirmatively: "That's right."
Although he was absolutely confident in his memory, he felt there was no need to check it again...
However, to be cautious, he hesitated for a long time before opening the document bag he carried with him and carefully looking over the evidence and analysis he had written down.
Sherlock's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted, "No, no! It's the Count of Orleans—"
He also felt annoyed: "Turn around! The car might have been driving the wrong way!"
I clearly know who the right target is, but I simply cannot get to the other person!
"The Count of Orleans? I'm afraid that won't do."
Yasen opened the curtains and took a look at the scenery outside: "We're already at the door."
"Maybe."
Aiwass waved his hand. "I'm quite curious... No matter how many times we try to find Count Orleans, we're always diverted to Count Harlech. Both our memories and our words are distorted. So if... Count Harlech no longer exists, where will we be led to?
"—I'm looking forward to it."
"……what are you up to?"
Yassen's face showed horror.
"I really want to do something."
Aiwass said, taking out a mirror from his arms: "I didn't go to find Lily because...it might not be a good idea to let her get involved in this matter."
From the gradually stopped carriage, a man in a white robe, with long white hair, bloodshot eyes... and a gloomy and dangerous temperament slowly walked down.
The servants watched from afar as the Duke's carriage stopped at the gate and gathered without delay. Even though it was already late at night, the castle was still brightly lit.
Compared with other Earls of the Moon, Earl Halik is relatively low-key.
The size of his manor was nothing compared to the Duke's Palace. Even compared to the Palace of Silver and Tin, this castle was several times smaller... but despite this, the number of slaves was quite large.
Aiwass, who transformed into the Son of the Moon, could clearly smell the scent of the "Lock of Enchantment".
That is a blood slave transformed through the enchanting kiss.
These male and female servants, who looked to be in their teens to 30s, all had marks of the enchanting kiss on their necks.
They did not look as respectful and polite as Xing Ti's servants, but were immediately filled with fear when they saw the color of the guest's eyes.
"I'm looking for Harlech."
Aiwass, in his Moon Child form, uttered a hoarse, low voice.
"Well……"
The servants around him looked hesitant.
Aiwass reached out and grabbed one of them by the neck, pulling her directly to his side, revealing his ferocious fangs.
But the other servants were not surprised at all when they saw this.
The captured maid even closed her eyes and raised her chin to make it easier and less laborious for others to suck her blood.
This is not an act of flattery, but a matter of self-preservation.
In order to avoid the Moon Child getting tired of sucking blood from his head and twisting his head off, it is better to do it in one step.
"how?"
He said calmly: "He doesn't want to see me?"
“…No, guest.”
Another servant, who looked to be the oldest, stepped forward and said, "Which Lord Harlick are you looking for?"
He looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a monocle and shoulder-length black hair. He was dressed in white gloves, a standard butler's attire, and looked like he was about to sing.
"That's not the question you should be asking."
Aiwass said coldly: "Go and inform him - just say that Ibn wants to see him.
"Why, you won't invite me in?"
As he spoke, the carriage door opened again.
Aleister jumped down from it lightly.
Such a beautiful girl made people stunned.
She placed her right hand on her chest and politely saluted. Then, she took two quick steps and followed Aiwass. Her demonic allure made it impossible to look directly at her, nor to stop her. As she walked, the scent of blood grew increasingly sweet and intoxicating.
Blood as crystal clear as rubies gradually gathered at the shoulder blades behind her, like two flower buds or embryos.
The two distinguished guests walked up the stairs.
Ahead, the castle gate was slowly opened by the servants. They knew the Moon Child's taboo—no one could enter without permission, so they all opened the gate and allowed this unidentified distinguished guest to enter.
The moment they walked through the door, in the moment of light and darkness, Aiwass's originally stern face suddenly revealed a strange smile. Aleister's smile also became more gentle.
"Aleister."
He called softly.
"I'm here..."
Aleister's voice rang out.
"Let's go on a killing spree."
Aiwass ordered.
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