In the alley where few people walked, the environment turned darker. A cold wind blew past, and although it wasn't like a blade that could scratch one's face, it seemed to have magic that slowly but surely seeped into one's clothes.
Klein, who had transformed into German Sparrow, raised his hand to press down on his top hat. He saw Miss Magicians wrapped in a dark scarf and a thick coat. She carried a seemingly heavy suitcase as she warily walked into the alley.
In the Kingdom of Rouen, due to the influence of the Church of Evernight, many of the clothes that were considered only for men also had women's styles. Just like in Intis, the ladies of high society often sat sideways on their horses and had special saddles. However, in Rouen, the ladies had their own knight's clothes.
Klein took out his left hand, which was wearing Creeping Hunger, from his pocket and spread his fingers.
"Are you ready to save the manuscript?"
Fors suddenly felt a cold wind blow at her neck as she subconsciously shrank back.
"It can be serialized for at least two weeks.
"I've already handed it to the editor of the newspaper."
Without waiting for German Sparrow to ask again, she hurriedly added, "I brought a pen, ink, and paper."
"I brought a pen, ink, and paper."
Klein nodded slightly, took two steps forward, and reached out to grab Miss Magicians's shoulder.
Fors immediately focused as an illusory, slowly flipping book appeared in her eyes.
Her surroundings immediately turned dark and colorful. The reds turned redder, the blacks turned blacker, and the browns turned browner. They stacked together, giving off a hallucinatory feeling.
Fors was already completely accustomed to this state as she successfully "Recorded" this "Journey." She also seriously observed the scenery of the "Journey." She "Copied" the strange and indescribable spirit world creatures into her mind.
A few breaths later, her vision turned black as she felt a chill she had never experienced before. Her body couldn't help but tremble.
Instinctively, Fors cast a spell to illuminate the environment. She looked around and found that she was in a wooden hut. The German Sparrow, the World, had disappeared.
'What is this place …' Fors looked at the window, only to see that there was a thick layer of something that prevented any light from shining in.
This made her even more confused. She walked to the door, stretched out her right hand, and pulled the door open.
Amidst the creaking sound, she saw the snow that had accumulated to the point that it had blocked the exit.
"…" Fors was stunned. Her mind echoed with German Sparrow's reminder.
"Keep warm …"
And in just a short minute or two, Klein had already circled the sea and used the prey he had long chosen to appease Creeping Hunger. He returned to his rented apartment in Baekeland and waited for Queen Mystic Bernadette and Miss Sharon to gather information on any anomalies.
In fact, with Klein's style, he would definitely personally take action on such matters and do additional investigations at the same time. He wanted to ensure that Demoness Trissy didn't have any plans to help Mr. Door escape. However, considering that Zaratul was already in Baekeland, he was cautious and gave up on the idea of wandering out.
Under the influence of the law of convergence of Beyonder characteristics, he felt that if he were to wander around Baekeland, he would sooner or later encounter Zaratul or even Amon.
Sigh, I've already thought of how to disguise myself. I'll buy a bicycle, get a uniform, and ride around different streets as a postman … This way, it'll be the least likely to arouse suspicion … Klein drank a mouthful of the Guru tree sap he had brought back from the sea and leaned back in his chair, allowing his marionettes, Enuni, and Qonas, to massage his shoulders and legs.
…
Afternoon Town camp in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
After Derrick Berg opened his eyes, he immediately stood up, opened the door, and walked around the bonfire to the Chief's room.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and lightly knocked on the thick wooden door.
"Please come in." Amidst the knocking, Colin Iliad's deep voice sounded.
As he turned the doorknob, he pushed the door open and entered. As he cast his gaze at the white-haired Demon Hunter Colin, who had an old scar on his face, he blurted out,
"Your Excellency, I discovered some strange mushrooms. They can be eaten!"
Colin Iliad fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Your Excellency, I discovered some strange mushrooms.
"Mushrooms?"
Upon hearing the puzzlement in the Chief's words, Derrick instantly recalled a type of mushroom he had seen before.
It came from the abandoned temple of the Fallen Creator. It looked especially bright and appetizing, but it was essentially very dangerous.
His mood immediately calmed down a lot. He nodded and said, "Hmm, I'm not sure.
"Yes, mushrooms, different species of mushrooms. They can devour the flesh of monsters to grow and reproduce …"
Derrick described the uniqueness of the mushrooms in detail, and earnestly explained what milk, beef, fish, and flour were.
Finally, he solemnly emphasized that the mushrooms had to be fully cooked before they could be eaten, and that they had to pay attention to distinguishing the types of poisonous mushrooms.
Colin Iliad listened quietly and didn't show any emotional fluctuations. After some thought, he said, "That's right.
"What other dangers do they have, or should I say, what do I need to pay attention to?"
"Uh …" Derrick's face suddenly turned red. "I'll go and do some research."
Without waiting for the chief to speak, he turned around, opened the door, and ran out.
After returning to his room, he took a deep breath, sat down, and began praying to Mr. Fool, asking "Him" to convey the question to Mr. World.
Above the gray fog, Klein sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool. He tapped the armrest with his index finger and silently muttered to himself, "That's right.
"What other dangers are there?
Although Frank's imagination, actions, and creativity leave me a little fearful, he's still a Sequence 5 Druid after all. How dangerous can the mushrooms he creates be? With the City of Silver's years of experience in the dark, they can easily deal with those mushrooms.
The shocking abnormalities of the Future producing milk in the ruins of the battle of the gods and the pirates' heads growing watermelons are because of the remnant aura and divine powers of Earth Mother. The true murderer is the deity and not Frank …
Man, if the birth of the Forsaken Land of the Gods has something to do with the death of the ancient Sun God due to his betrayal, the battle back then wouldn't have only left behind the powers of Evernight, Concealment, Degeneration, and Storm. Perhaps certain areas have the influence of Sun and Earth …
"This …"
Klein thought for a moment before conjuring The World German Sparrow and getting him to tell him the truth.
"… If they encounter the divine power of the 'Earth' domain, those mushrooms might undergo an unknown mutation …"
After getting a response, Derrick dashed out of his room again and sprinted to the First Seat's door.
This time, there was no need for him to knock. The door opened naturally.
Derrick turned back to look at his teammates by the bonfire, entered the room, and closed the heavy wooden door behind him.
"The divine power of the 'Earth' domain may have caused the mushrooms to mutate in unknown ways," he stated frankly, without explaining how he came up with it.
Demon Hunter Colin's expression didn't change as he repeated the key phrase in a low voice.
"The divine power of the 'Earth Domain' …"
His voice gradually lowered and finally fell silent. After about ten seconds, he said,
"After we return, we can designate an area to plant them and see how they turn out.
"So, what's the price?"
Derrick immediately replied, "That's right.
"Classical Alchemist's potion formula."
Colin Iliad nodded slowly.
"This has to be decided by the six-member council. Once we return to the city, I'll push for this matter as soon as possible."
Their expedition team was supposed to return to the City of Silver in the next two days. Firstly, after the previous exploration, the survivors and the ones who had lost their loved ones needed some time to adjust their mental states. Secondly, the amount of food left in the camp was limited, and the area around Afternoon Town couldn't plant Black-Faced Grass. They could only rely on hunting monsters to replenish their supplies. Therefore, one of the expedition team's responsibilities was to transport safe food. They had to rotate every once in a while.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Derrick didn't rush him.
He was already used to such a process.
After he left the room, Colin Iliad came to the window and looked at the bonfire in the middle of the camp.
The flame burned quietly, and in the deep darkness, a faint yellow light shone over the entire camp. On top of it was a disgusting vampire with pus oozing out of his body.
…
A few days later, Klein received the corresponding feedback from Queen Mystic Bernadette, Charismatic Order Patrick Bryan, and Miss Sharon. He confirmed that Baekeland hadn't had any abnormal movements of materials or personnel recently.
From the looks of it, Demoness Trissy only plans on speaking to Mr. Door for the time being … Furthermore, this seems to be the first time they've established contact … Regardless, I still have to warn you beforehand. This requires sufficient skill. The more you say, the greater the possibility of making a mistake. Furthermore, you can't reveal your trump card … Klein thought for a moment and found the hair of the deceased provided by Miss Magicians. He unfolded the piece of paper and wrote:
"… This is the material you need. Hair from a descendant of the House of Abraham … The provider has a request. It's to help ask that existence a question. The question is how they can escape the curse on them …
"… Finally, a reminder. Be careful of Mr. Door."
Klein folded the letter and placed the clump of hair inside. He took out the adventurer's harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew into it.
After a brief silence, Reinette Tinekerr walked out of the void with four bright-looking heads in her hands.
"Give this letter to the fool who was tempted," Klein instructed as he handed over the letter in his hand.
Just as he said that, his heart stirred as he hurriedly added another question.
"Can you locate him?"
"Yes …" One of Reinette Tinekerr's heads answered the question before biting the letter.
Klein's eyes narrowed slightly.
PS: I had something to do in the morning. I'll update first before making any changes. I'll make up for the draft at night.
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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