"You can make the payment after confirmation." Eye of Wisdom, who was wearing a hooded robe, walked straight to Klein and handed him the dark gold brooch.
Very generous … Just as Klein reached out to take it, before he could take a closer look, he felt that his surroundings had turned hot. Even the wind seemed to have been burned by a raging fire. Once he inhaled it, it spread to his lungs.
At that instant, it was as if he had left the cold and damp Baekeland and was now in the middle of the Northern Continent's desert and wilderness. Above his head was the Sun that emitted infinite light and heat, and around him was endless yellow sand that was extremely dry.
Phew, it makes me want to eat ice cream … Sweat slowly seeped out of Klein's forehead, but with the iron mask pressed tightly against him, the liquid was unable to drip freely. All it could do was cling to the spot in a sticky manner.
Through direct contact, he sensed the pure, warm energy radiating outwards, and the surrounding Beyonders didn't show any abnormalities.
After pinning the brooch in the correct position, Klein emitted his spirituality and immersed them into the dark gold surface.
With a boom, he saw pure golden dots of light dancing in the sky as he received a lot of information.
This included how to use a portion of the Sun domain's spells with the help of the brooch.
The focus was on the spirituality input technique and the activation incantation!
Among them, by continuously providing spirituality for two seconds, the brooch would summon a holy light that descended from the sky, purifying undead creatures and dealing a certain amount of damage to other types of targets.
By continuously providing spirituality for five seconds and chanting the word "Sun" in ancient Hermes, it could create a small amount of Holy Sun Water. This could expel evil spirits, chase away the cold, and purify wraiths.
Coupled with the difference in strength and interruption, the rest of the spells could be cast accordingly.
Fire of Light was a dense golden holy flame that appeared out of thin air. Cleave of Purification was an effective attack against evil spirits and wraiths. It could be attached to bullets. Fear Immunity allowed the wearer to no longer feel fear. Holy Oath could temporarily increase one's Strength, Dexterity, Fire Damage, or Holy Damage by chanting the corresponding ancient Hermes word.
The Sun Halo was targeted at companions within a twenty-meter radius. It could effectively increase their courage and purify the evil energy in their bodies.
It feels pretty good. Apart from the lack of strangeness, there aren't any major flaws. It complements my Magicians powers … It's just a little too hot … Klein's mind was filled with images of himself in a short-sleeved shirt.
He rolled up his robe and took out a stack of notes from his inner pocket. Together with the 900 pounds he had received from the woman who was the Artisan, he counted a total of 2,000 pounds in cash and gave it to Eye of Wisdom's attendant.
After counting three times and finally confirming that there were no mistakes, Klein looked at the rapidly shrinking "wallet", feeling both happy and melancholy.
All that was left of the money he had painstakingly saved were 574 pounds in banknotes and 5 gold pieces.
However, he had also obtained his second mystical item. Its side effects were clearly less than that of the Master Key. It was a mystical item with more outstanding abilities, the Brooch of the Sun!
It's just too hot … Klein reached out to touch the iron mask and almost took it off to fan himself.
With the amount of banknotes returned to what it was in the past, he no longer considered buying anything else. He sat there quietly and listened until the end.
Stimulated by the large transaction of 2,000 pounds, tonight's gathering was relatively lively. For example, the whip made from the feathers of the Holy Sun Bird was sold for 850 pounds. Eye of Wisdom also continuously bought an ancient book and a Beyonder ingredient.
When it was over, Eye of Wisdom surveyed the area, looked at Klein, and chuckled.
It chuckled and said, "You're the first to leave."
They're afraid that I'll be robbed … Klein thanked it sincerely, and under the guidance of the attendant, he walked out of the activity room. Then, he eagerly took off his hooded robe and iron mask.
He had already tried to wrap and seal it with his spirituality. He could isolate the continuous purification of the surroundings by the Brooch of the Sun, preventing its existence from being discovered by other Beyonders. However, the negative effects couldn't be weakened unless he didn't carry it on him.
In order to ensure my mental health, I'll only use it when I need it in the future. Usually, I'll just rely on Purifying Bullets and Exorcism Bullets … Klein left the gathering, took a big detour, and arrived outside The Brave.
He entered and circled around, then quickly walked out and hired a carriage.
Unsurprisingly, he soon saw the outline of a figure in a black regal dress in front of him.
Sharon's appearance didn't change at all. She asked in an ethereal tone,
She asked in an ethereal tone, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, you can choose the location and time for the ambush. Inform me when you're sure." Klein nodded calmly.
Sharon looked at him.
"Alright."
Seeing that she was about to disappear, Klein added, "Get Kaspars to prepare a box of explosives and bury them in different parts of the battlefield."
Seeing that she was about to disappear, Klein added, "Get Kaspars to prepare a box of explosives and bury them in different parts of the battlefield."
Sharon fell silent for two seconds.
"Steve is also an explosives expert."
"No, my main goal isn't to blow anyone up." Klein smiled. "I just want to set off some fireworks."
Sharon looked at him quietly for a few seconds before finally nodding.
Seeing her figure quickly turn incorporeal, Klein leaned back against the wall and opened the window, allowing the bone-chilling cold wind to blow in. However, he still felt very hot.
I hated summer when I was on Earth. Well, I like popsicles, ice cream, cold drinks, watermelon … As Klein mumbled, he reached into his pocket and grabbed the Sun Brooch.
This was a mystical item worth 2,000 pounds!
Returning to Minsk Street, Klein slowly walked along the path with withered trees on both sides towards the house at Number 15.
When he passed by Lawyer Jurgen's house, he subconsciously looked inside and saw the gas lamp with a faint blue glow.
There's someone here … Klein sighed with a smile, his forehead dripping with sweat.
…
The next day, early in the morning on Thursday.
Just as Klein came out of the bathroom with the newspaper, he heard the doorbell ring.
Who is it? Oh right, Talim mentioned that the reporter, Mike Joseph, would be looking for me today … Amidst the clanging sounds, Klein came to the door and reached out to grab the handle.
The image of the visitor naturally appeared in his mind.
He was in his thirties, dressed in a black woolen coat and a half top hat of the same color. He had sparse eyebrows, charming blue eyes, and a beautiful mustache, but his skin was rather rough. He was none other than Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer.
"Good morning, Mike. Talim told me." Klein opened the door and greeted him.
Without a doubt, he had thrown the Sun Brooch above the gray fog.
Mike Joseph tugged at his bow tie and said, "Sorry to disturb you so early.
I have something else to do later. "" I understand, "Klein said politely." Have you had breakfast?
"I understand," Klein said politely. "Have you had breakfast? Do you want to try my toast? "
"I'm really sorry about that."
"I'm really sorry."
"It would be nice if there was a cup of hot coffee. Milk would be fine too. I saw that you ordered fresh milk."
"… Alright." Klein smiled.
He busied himself with baking the toast, pouring the milk, and taking out the tin can of cream. Then, he sat down and ate until he was half-full without saying a word.
Across from him, Mike enjoyed his breakfast without restraint, oblivious to the silent atmosphere.
Phew … Klein exhaled and put down his cup.
"Mike, you want to hire me to protect you?"
Mike slowly put down his knife and fork and drank a mouthful of milk.
"Yes, about two days. Friday and Saturday, and maybe Sunday morning."
"Who wants to hurt you?" Klein asked after some deliberation.
Mike chuckled.
"No, this is a form of proactive self-protection."
"The chief editor of the newspaper has arranged for me to go to East Borough, the dock area, and the factory district to do an investigative piece of news. It's said that I've received funding from a Church or a noble."
"As you know, East Borough is rife with gangs. There are villains everywhere, or people who are willing to betray their conscience for a bite to eat. I need a protector who's good at fighting and shooting."
"Besides, most private detectives have connections in East Borough, don't they?"
I don't … I rely on metaphysics to solve cases. No, inference! Klein thought for a moment.
"But I might not have the time for the next few days."
I have to wait for Miss Sharon to take action.
Mike hurriedly cleared his throat and said, "I've already applied for it.
"I've already applied for it. 10 pounds. The total for this protection mission is 10 pounds, even if nothing happens."
Klein smiled.
"Mike, I'm serious."
If I'm free, I'll accept this commission. If I really can't handle it, I'll introduce you to another detective who's also good at fighting and shooting. "
For example, Stuart, or Kaslana … Two names had already flashed through his mind.
Mike finished the rest of the toast.
"No problem."
After breakfast, Klein watched the reporter leave his home. Through the oriel window, he enjoyed the pattering of the freezing rain outside, the carriages and pedestrians that came and went, the dark sky, and the colorful umbrellas.
Finally, a normal mission … It doesn't involve Beyonders, nor is it a cat in the act of catching an adulterer … Unfortunately, it's not a commission like a murder case. Otherwise, I'd be able to experience what it's like to be a true detective … There's only one truth! Klein's thoughts wandered, and he was in an inexplicable state of leisure.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was worried about Sharon and Marić, he planned on relaxing, visiting all kinds of museums, buying a ticket to the theater, listening to a few operas and concerts, and experiencing the various cuisines of Baekeland.
Yes, I'm a casual tourist, a lonely gourmet … Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh, turned around, and walked to the sofa area, intending to flip through the newspaper he had yet to finish reading.
Suddenly, he noticed that there was a note on the coffee table at some point in time. The handwriting was elegant and reserved.
"Meet at the back door of The Brave tonight at 10."
Klein was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look out the window and sighed silently.
Is it finally going to begin …
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