"What's so special about Zillinges's mystical item?" Audrey asked with some confidence.
She had given it some serious thought and realized that she had quite the ability to search for people in Baekeland.
First of all, her father was a top tycoon among the nobles. He had a pretty good reputation and connections, and she was very popular among the younger generation. Therefore, in the middle and upper echelons of society, she could use a lot of resources without realizing it.
Secondly, the two Beyonder friends she knew had their own circles. Apprentice Fors was originally a clinic doctor, but she was now a newly minted author. She knew many people in the literary world, in the publishing industry, and among the middle-class doctors.
Arbitrator Xio Derecha had long helped mediate and mediate matters between the middle- and lower-class citizens. She was rather famous in Baekeland's East Borough, among the working class, and among many gangs. She had many secret channels.
Together with the other Beyonders they had come into contact with, as well as the circles that other Beyonders had expanded, their ability to search for people was not to be underestimated.
Faced with Justice's question, Alger answered without any hesitation, as though he didn't need to think before answering, "That's right.
He answered without thinking, "The true name of that mystical item isn't known, but those who know it call it Creeping Hunger. Zillinges has to satisfy it with the soul and flesh of a living person every other day. Otherwise, it will use its master as a replacement."
"This is an important clue that can be used to find Zillinges," Audrey said with a slight frown.
She felt a deep discomfort and disgust towards evil items that thirsted for the blood and souls of living people.
"Yes, but in a city with a population of at least five million, the disappearance of a few vagrants wouldn't be noticed." Alger reminded her before saying, "Ever since he obtained Creeping Hunger, Zillinges has become very difficult to deal with."
"He was originally a Wind-blessed. He had pretty good Beyonder powers in the domains of water, wind, and weather. But later, people discovered that he could make his target go berserk, enter the dreams of others, summon light to purify the dead, use his singing to enhance himself, and change into different people's appearances … He was nearly omnipotent." Alger described in great detail. "We suspect that this was brought about by the mystical item, Creeping Hunger …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Derrick Berg, who was quietly listening by the side, blurted out in surprise, "Don't worry.
"Shepherd!"
"Shepherd?" Secrets Suppliant, Sequence 5 of the Listener pathway? Hmm, in the City of Silver's six-member council, there's a newly promoted Elder named Shepherd. It's said that he's so powerful that he can resist a Sequence 4 Beyonder. Uh, he's an evil spirit of the same grade … Klein's facial expression changed slightly, but it was concealed by the grayish-white fog. And at this moment, the audience didn't pay any attention to him.
"Shepherd?"
"Shepherd?"
Justice and The Hanging Man spoke at the same time. One was completely puzzled, while the other was slightly surprised. It was as if they had heard of the name "Shepherd" somewhere before. They knew something about it, but they didn't know the specific details.
Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Derrick immediately panicked. No matter how reserved and sorrowful he was, he was still a teenager.
He hurriedly explained with a stutter:
"What I mean is that the characteristics listed by The Hanging Man are very similar to the Beyonder powers of the Shepherd Sequence. Every Shepherd can devour the souls of others, including wraiths and evil spirits, and use a unique method to drive these souls and use a certain amount of their powers. It's like herding lambs for a deity."
"Therefore, no one knows how much power a Shepherd has. It only depends on how many Beyonder souls they have devoured. This makes them appear very terrifying, almost equivalent to a High-Sequence Beyonder."
"But some people suspect that there's a limit to the number of souls a Shepherd can devour and Graze, but it can be replaced."
So that's the meaning of Shepherd … The Sequence pathway that the Aurora Order controls is as strange as ever … It's no wonder they believe in the True Creator, no, the Fallen Creator … Klein was enlightened, but he didn't nod, acting as though he already knew.
At the same time, he sighed inwardly.
Sun, you're still a child after all. This is very important information, very important information that can be used to exchange for valuable items. You actually said it out loud! You said it out loud …
Yes, the mystical item that needs to be sealed, Creeping Hunger, shows powers that are very similar to a Sequence 5 Shepherd … Could it be that there are many Sealed items that are similar to a particular Sequence class, the kind where they lose control … I wonder which Sequence class Sealed Artifact 2-049, the Antigonus family's puppet, is similar to …
After listening to Sun's explanation, The Hanging Man Alger nodded as though he had solved a mystery. He fell silent.
Audrey was even more curious as she asked, "Which Sequence pathway does a Shepherd belong to? What's the Sequence? "
"Secrets Suppliant pathway, 5." Klein took the opportunity to point out without a trace to show that he knew everything.
Secrets Suppliant … Aurora Order … Audrey suddenly thought of Mr. A, who was suspected to be an Oracle of the Aurora Order. Her heart suddenly felt heavy.
She began to seriously consider what price she could pay in exchange for Mr. Fool's help to easily get rid of that disgusting fellow. However, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of a way to move Mr. Fool.
Indeed, important figures who are close to deities aren't that easily moved … There aren't many items or matters that interest them to begin with … Audrey sighed inwardly.
Temporarily giving up on her impulse, she nodded gratefully at Sun, thanking him for giving everyone a new guess about Creeping Hunger, allowing them to come up with a more reasonable and effective response.
"Mr. The Hanging Man, I'm willing to accept this request, but I can't guarantee that I'll be able to find Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges," Audrey said as she turned to look at him.
"There's no better answer than this. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, as long as you make the attempt, I'll pay you a certain amount later on, such as some secret knowledge and information. And if you succeed, perhaps I can directly provide you with the main ingredients of Telepathist. Of course, the premise is that we know what it is," Alger promised with a rare generosity.
"Deal," Audrey pursed her lips and replied with a faint smile.
Following that, with Klein's permission and help, Alger conjured Zillinges's portrait.
As one of the seven pirate admirals, he had a unique broad chin, and his brown hair was tied into an ancient warrior's bun. His dark green eyes seemed to contain a smile, but they were abnormally cold.
After discussing the matters that needed to be discussed and sharing the information that needed to be shared, The Fool Klein, who sat high above, smiled and announced the end of the day. Then, he saw Justice and The Hanging Man quickly stand up and bow, while he saw Sun slowly mimic them.
He pressed his right hand forward and severed the connection, but he didn't leave immediately.
…
City of Silver, Berg household.
Derrick looked at the familiar decorations around him and looked at the dark sky that flashed with lightning. For a moment, he was a little dazed.
But he quickly snapped out of it and found a goatskin parchment and a quill. He scribbled down the Bard formula that he had forced himself to memorize.
He read it a few times and finally confirmed that there were no problems.
Derrick wasn't worried that the upper echelons of the City of Silver would suspect him of possessing the Bard formula and becoming an unconventional Beyonder. This was because in every previous expedition, the members of the elite team would more or less obtain formulas, ingredients, and strange items from monsters or from the destroyed cities.
And during this process, it was quite normal for someone to hide something. As long as it didn't involve anything too important, the Captains and upper echelons would tacitly not pursue the matter.
Over time, some of the formulas began to circulate through the City of Silver's unofficial channels. Some of them became the foundation of the family's prosperity. The characteristics of the darkness around the City of Silver were relatively fixed. Some ingredients were easy to obtain, while others could only be found deep into the cursed lands.
After putting away the goatskin, Derrick recalled the mysterious Fool's exhortations. Therefore, he bowed his head in his simple bedroom and simply prayed.
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era.
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.
"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
…
Jotun was a very ancient language. It had the mysticism of sacrifices, prayers, and spellcasting, so Derrick didn't need to switch to ancient Hermes.
…
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era."
…
Silently, Klein, who was sitting at the end of the long bronze table, heard the echoing prayers in his ears. He saw the crimson star corresponding to the Sun expanding and contracting.
However, he didn't attempt to make contact. He planned to respond ten minutes before the next gathering, so that the youth from the City of Silver could be prepared to be alone.
And most importantly, it allowed him to avoid the conversion of time and date, reducing the possibility of damaging The Fool's powerful image.
After confirming this matter, Klein enveloped himself with his spirituality and suddenly plummeted.
After returning to his room, Klein removed the wall of spirituality and prepared to head out again after a short rest.
There was no longer a need for him to act as a Seer, so there was no need for him to go to the Divination Club as a fixed schedule. Occasionally, he would go there to earn some extra income and fulfill his supervisory duties as a Nighthawk.
Originally, Klein had hoped to laze around in the afternoon, but he realized that there was something he hadn't done. He had no choice but to pull himself together. According to their agreement, he had to find Detective Henry today to obtain the final report on the red chimney investigation.
Sigh, I heard that important figures are all quite busy … I still have to find time to go to the Tingen City Household Servant Assistance Association with Baansen and Melissa to find a good maidservant … Klein struggled to change out of his shirt and put on a black tailcoat. He held his half top hat and silver-inlaid cane and walked out the door like a gentleman.
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