For the current Klein, simple ritualistic magic was as proficient as eating and drinking. It didn't take long before he finished preparing the ingredients and lit the candle that symbolized himself.
Looking at the flickering dim yellow flame on the desk, Klein suddenly had an amusing thought.
Does this count as me lighting the candle for myself?
Holy sh * t, what the hell am I thinking!?
…
He reined in his thoughts, picked up the Black Rotten Flower powder that belonged to the domain of Death, and sprinkled it on the candle, exchanging it for a taste similar to formalin from his previous life.
Following that, he dripped the Evernight's dependent, Full Moon Essence Oil, on it.
Amidst the sizzling sound, the surroundings suddenly turned silent. There was an invisible, subtle feeling surging.
Klein took a step back and chanted softly in ancient Hermes, "That's right.
"I!"
Then, he switched to Hermes.
"I summon in my name;
"A spirit that wanders the unfounded, a creature from the Upper Realm that is under the control of others, a messenger that belongs solely to Daly Simone."
Woo!
The sound of a sob was stirred by the wind, and the dim yellow candle flame was instantly dyed with a ghostly blue luster.
Under its illumination, the wall behind the desk rippled with nearly transparent ripples. A strange face without eyebrows, eyes, or nose, only a mouth appeared.
It opened its lips and spat out a long, bright red tongue that was embedded with irregular fangs. In addition, there were five thin fingers at the tip of the tongue. They constantly extended and closed, as if waiting to be delivered.
This is Daly's "messenger"? Compared to Mr. Aztec, he's like a child … No, this still can't accurately describe the difference between the two. Yes, one is an adult giant, and the other is a human baby … I wonder if it's because of that mystical item, or if Mr. Aztec himself is very powerful … I have to adjust my understanding of him. Perhaps he's a High-Sequence Beyonder …
Aiya, I forgot. I should've asked Ma 'am Daly in the letter and asked her what the Sequence 4 and 3 of the Sleepless pathway are. Mr. Aztec is very likely to belong to this Sequence. Of course, he might not have advanced because of potions. Yes, perhaps it's because of his ancestral chromosomes … I'll ask next time. The messenger is waiting …
Klein stared at it seriously for a few moments before placing the folded piece of paper into the messenger's "hand" and watching it grip it tightly.
Shua!
The messenger retracted his tongue and swallowed the letter. The transparent, strange, and squirming face shrunk into the wall and disappeared.
I have to say that the means of magic are quite cool and convenient. It's just that it can't be popularized … Klein looked at the candle flame that had returned to normal, shook his head, and ended the ritual.
…
Monday morning, Baekeland, Empress Borough.
In a hidden corner of the municipal garden donated by the Duke Of Negan, Xio Derecha, whose blonde hair was messy and coarse, and Fors Wall, who had a languid demeanor, looked at the person in front of them in a daze. They were momentarily at a loss for words.
The short and exquisite Xio, who was just over 1.5 meters tall, stared at the golden retriever who was wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.
She adjusted her trainee knight attire and deliberated before saying, "You're the messenger sent by Miss Audrey?"
"Oh, my Goddess, why am I asking a dog so seriously …"
Fors used her fingers to hold a thin cigarette and chuckled.
"Maybe it's a magical creature?"
"I've never seen a magical creature that looks like a dog …" Xio replied in a rather serious manner.
Susie sat up straight, shut her mouth, and pointed at her abdomen with her paw.
Tied to her long and thick golden fur was a small leather bag.
Xio looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention. She hurriedly approached and bent down to untie the bag.
Fors looked at it curiously, and her expression suddenly turned odd.
"It's made of crocodile skin, and it has the style of the fashion designer, Mr. Sades … She actually used such a bag for a transaction …"
"… In other words, it's very expensive?" Xio raised the leather bag.
Fors pursed her lips and nodded seriously.
Xio's actions slowed down dramatically. She carefully pulled open the zipper and took out the letter inside, as though she was holding an antique vase in her hand.
After reading it, she handed the letter to Fors.
Fors read it seriously and lit the letter with a cigarette. She watched as it turned to ashes and fell to the ground.
"There's no additional information to provide." Xio unconsciously pouted and took out a stack of folded paper from the pocket of her trainee knight uniform.
She looked at Susie with a dignified expression and subconsciously exhorted, "This is the investigation report from the past few days.
"This is the investigation report from the past few days. You must hand it directly to Miss Audrey Hall."
Susie trembled and quickly sat up straight, her tail wagging rapidly.
Xio nodded in satisfaction and stuffed the folded paper into the leather bag. Then, she tied the bag back to Susie.
Susie howled and ran away without a trace.
…
Inside the Hall family's luxurious villa.
Audrey was sitting on the sofa in her activity room, holding a letter cutter and trying to open the letter in front of her.
It was sent by her second brother from the Southern Continent's Balam Empire. Along with the letter, there was a package.
At that moment, she saw Susie push open the half-closed door and rush in with small steps.
Susie sat upright on the carpet in front of Audrey and patted the leather bag with her paw.
"You really are an excellent messenger!" Audrey wasn't stingy with her praise.
Susie looked back at the door and whispered, "Your friend is very serious.
"Your friend is very serious. Looking at her reminds me of the past. Back then, there were professional hunters who came to train us."
It was a gift from Earl Hall when he bought the hound.
Susie, your Rouen is getting more and more fluent … It's just that there's still a problem with the logic of the language … Audrey watched as the golden retriever untied the leather bag and skillfully unzipped it.
She signaled to Susie with her eyes, and the golden retriever immediately understood. She stood up abruptly, ran to the exit, and locked the door from the inside.
"… There's no result yet, but there's a phenomenon of a homeless person disappearing in the Baekeland Bridge area. Hmm, there's no way to confirm it. Perhaps the homeless person suddenly changed his original trajectory …" Audrey flipped through the investigation report and seriously considered how she should reply to Xio and Fors.
Tell Xio that as long as she can discover Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges's whereabouts, I'll directly buy the Sheriff potion formula for her … No, that's not friendly enough. It'll make her feel inferior. Yes, I have to say this. Xio, I've already prepared your reward. As long as you can complete the mission, 450 pounds in cash will be yours … Sigh, I've only found the Farsman Rabbit's spinal fluid as the main ingredient for Telepathist. I'm still short of the pituitary gland of an adult Rainbow Salamander … Glaint, Xio, and Fors haven't found anything for the time being …
Audrey, cheer up. At the very least, you've completely digested the Spectator potion!
Once you gather the ingredients, you'll become a Sequence 8 Beyonder!
…
Audrey reined in her thoughts, picked up a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a reply. She stuffed it back into her leather bag and entrusted Susie to make another trip.
After watching the golden retriever's back disappear through the door, she tore open the letter from her brother and began reading it with a smile on her lips.
"Dear sister,
"I think you should also come to the Southern Continent, to the colonial zone of the Balam Empire. There's plenty of sunlight, fresh air, a clean environment, freshly fished seafood, all sorts of unique customs, docile and obedient Balam natives who are very suitable to be servants, and the taste of freedom."
"As for Baekeland, it's cold, humid, and the air is terrible. There's often fog, and you often can't see the Sun. Furthermore, the population is so huge that it creates all sorts of problems. Yes, there's also the endless balls, banquets, and salons … Those social occasions are so stiff that I don't want to stay a moment longer. Dear sister, I believe you feel the same way."
"I'm not trying to escape from my family. I'm just pursuing my own life. However, our brother definitely doesn't think so. He's always been a selfish person. Of course, he's not stingy with you, because you can only receive so little wealth. As for me, I'm his greatest enemy in inheriting the title. After all, our father is an Earl with a long-term vision. He definitely won't be bound by the primogeniture system."
"As long as he feels that it's necessary, he can do anything. Just like how he ignored the strong opposition and sold half of his farmland and pastures to enter the banking industry."
"I occasionally miss Baekeland, but I mainly miss Father, Mother, and you. I miss those few years when your smile made me feel better. You must have become the most dazzling jewel in Baekeland, but unfortunately, I might only be able to return in two years. A career is a man's pride, and the outstanding youths of the Rouen Kingdom have the World as their stage."
…
"You can tell our dear aunt that the coastal areas of the Balam Empire are very suitable for vacations. It's very suitable for her aching and swollen joints every winter. I sincerely invite her to be a guest, and it would be even better if you could come with her."
…
"I didn't send you too many gifts. They're mainly things that have a rich Balam style, such as unique yellow silk or accessories that are filled with the worship of Death."
"I remember that you've always liked mysticism. I'll help you keep an eye out. There are too many mysteries to the folklore here."
…
After reading the letter, Audrey picked up a pad and a pen and paper. Leaning back on the sofa, she pursed her lips and wrote seriously:
"My dearest Alfred," he said.
"Although less than a year has passed, the little girl in your memories has already grown up. She no longer likes mysticism. You don't need to search for such things."
Because it's very dangerous … Audrey puffed up her cheeks and added inwardly.
During this period of time, she had heard too many tragedies due to mysticism from Xio and Fors's narration at Beyonder gatherings.
She thought for a moment and announced excitedly, "I'm not going to give up.
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