West Borough, Carlpensa Hotel.
Fors helped Lawrence into his room and laid him down on the bed.
This was a rather luxurious hotel. Apart from the bathroom, every place was covered in a thick, soft, grayish-yellow carpet. The walls were hung with replicas of famous oil paintings.
Lawrence took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, Miss Wall.
"Thank you, Miss Wall. Please forgive a dying man for not being able to bow."
"No, Mr. Lawrence, your problem has been alleviated. As a former practicing doctor, I can tell you without a doubt that you can still live. After you rest for a while, we'll go to the clinic or the hospital," Fors consoled him.
Lawrence smiled and said, "I know my physical condition very well. You don't need to console me. Besides, I'm an astrologer. I already have a premonition that I'll die in Baekeland, in this hotel."
Apart from the superficial decorations, everything he said was the truth. He was nearly eighty years old, and he was no longer the strong and spirited lad from before. If not for the Sequence potion improving his physical fitness, he might've already been buried in some cemetery.
Lawrence originally believed that he could live for another ten years, but who knew that he would encounter the rebellion instigated by the former Traveler Boutis. He suffered serious injuries at the hands of the Aurora Order, and his remaining descendants all died in that disaster.
This dealt him a huge blow, and he almost couldn't recover from it. And when he went to Baekeland to search for his two brothers and their descendants, he only found out that they had long passed away. This caused a certain level of mental trauma to him.
With all these things added together, Lawrence clearly felt that his life was coming to an end.
His original plan was to pay a bouquet of flowers at Laubero and Aulisa's graves before immediately returning to meet the other members of the Elder Council of Families and make arrangements for his funeral. However, the condition of an elderly person was really bad. It didn't take long for him to reach his end.
Without waiting for Fors to speak, Lawrence struggled to take out a palm-sized notebook from his half-opened inner pocket.
The notebook's hard cover was a coppery green, giving off a very ancient vibe.
On its surface was a paragraph written in ancient Feysac:
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
Lawrence placed the notebook on the blanket in front of his chest and took a deep breath.
"Miss Wall, if I die here, can you help me send this to Pritz Harbor?"
"Mr. Lawrence, you'll be fine," Fors emphasized.
At the same time, she subconsciously glanced at the notebook and found that it was not thick. There were three kinds of paper in it. One was burnt yellow and had a very small amount. Another was yellowish-brown parchment and had a medium amount. The last one was ordinary white paper and had the largest amount.
The third was ordinary white paper, which had the most numbers.
"I mean, if, Ms. Wall, would you help?"
"Pritz Harbor isn't far. It can't even be considered a trip. If I'm in a rush, I can even make a round trip in half a day with the steam locomotive." Fors nodded.
Lawrence heaved a sigh of relief. He seemed to have recovered a little.
"After I die, wait ten minutes, take a glowing item from my corpse, and send it along with this notebook to Dorian Gray of the Pritz Harbor Fishermen's Association. My wallet and the 42 pounds in cash are my reward and gratitude to you. My clothes will accompany me to ashes."
"No, you don't have to give me anything. No, you'll be fine, Mr. Fors," Fors said sincerely.
Lawrence didn't seem to hear what she said and continued to mutter to himself, "Maybe Dorian will give you some other rewards, but it's up to you … I believe in you. I can see that you are a good girl from what happened to Aulisa …"
He suddenly came to his senses and said to Fors,
"Ms. Wall, can you go to the first floor and get me a bottle of boiling water? I don't know when the waiter will come. "
"No problem." Fors didn't think too much about it. She took the bottle of boiling water and walked out of the room.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. The water bottle in her hand was heavy, and it was obvious that there was still a lot of it left.
Fors was about to turn around and ask when she suddenly sensed a strong spirituality fluctuation in the room.
This is … Fors was stunned at first, but she immediately understood Mr. Lawrence's intentions.
As death approached, he clearly felt that something was wrong with his body. He was afraid that he would lose control and become a monster.
He wanted to die as a human, not a monster, so he chose to end his life himself.
This was the last dignity of a Beyonder.
Of course, if he became a monster, all his arrangements would be for naught.
With this in mind, Fors felt gloomy. She stood outside for nearly ten minutes before pushing the door open and entering.
She saw Lawrence lying silently on the bed, as though he had aged a lot in an instant. Beside him was a "diamond" the size of an eye.
Light shone in from outside the window and constantly refracted on the "diamond," forming a scene as beautiful as the starlight.
Phew … Fors exhaled and did a serious check. She discovered that the cause of Lawrence's death was the most common cause of cardiac arrest.
…
Cherwood Borough, 15 Minsk Street.
After returning home, Klein rested for a while before going above the gray fog. He planned on divining Will Auceptin's death.
He made the paper crane fly out from the junk pile in the corner and land on the long bronze table in front of him. Then, he removed the topaz pendant wrapped around his sleeve.
As he held the spirit pendulum in his left hand, Klein used Cogitation to adjust his state and recalled the scenes he had seen in the forest outside the cemetery.
There were some details that he might not have noticed, but his spirituality definitely wouldn't miss out on them. This divination was mainly using this point and relying on the gray fog to eliminate any interference.
After finishing his preparations, Klein conjured a new piece of goatskin and wrote the divination statement.
"Will Auceptin is completely dead."
Right on the heels of that, he pressed the paper crane to the side of the divination statement, causing the topaz pendant to nearly touch the words.
After entering Cogitation and completing all the steps of the spirit pendulum, Klein opened his eyes and looked at the results.
The topaz pendant was spinning counterclockwise at a rather fast speed.
This meant that it was negative.
This meant that Will Auceptin wasn't completely dead!
This … Klein was stunned, but he also felt that it was within his expectations.
He thought for a moment and changed the divination statement.
"That corpse is Will Auceptin's."
This time, the spirit pendulum gave him a positive revelation.
That corpse was indeed Will Auceptin's!
Klein had a vague idea as he wrote a new divination statement.
"Will Auceptin's corpse will revive.
After calmly busying himself, Klein saw a revelation.
It was spinning counterclockwise at an extremely fast speed.
This meant that Will Auceptin's corpse wouldn't revive, which meant that it wouldn't morph!
From the looks of it, Will Auceptin had either actively or passively abandoned his previous body and used another method to survive … This matter has something to do with the Snake of Mercury? Klein attempted to divine other matters, but all of them resulted in failure. This included "Will Auceptin's current state."
However, when he repeated the previous divination using dream divination and asked "Will Auceptin's current location," he still received a similar scene: a dark room with the sound of flowing water.
But this gave him a slightly different feeling.
Forget it, there's no need to waste time. It's not like I plan on getting involved … Klein put away the spirit pendulum and prepared to return to the real World.
Through the divination and the various matters from before, he had a vague guess about Will Auceptin, but he was unable to verify it.
He suspected that Will Auceptin was another Snake of Mercury!
As a Sequence 1, the Snake of Mercury wasn't unique. At most, there could be three of them existing at the same time!
The Snake of Mercury that wielded fate could easily locate Allen's Astral Projection through the paper crane and create a false revelation to him. Without a doubt, it had the ability to change a person's fate with a single word.
For some unknown reason, Will Auceptin had become weak and was under the threat of a second Snake of Mercury. Everything he did was to escape him.
As for the reason for their conflict, the answer was simple.
Without a Sequence 0, there could be three Sequence 1s at the same time, but once there was a Sequence 0, there wouldn't be a Sequence 1!
As for this sentence, the Dark Emperor potion formula explained its true meaning.
One of the main ingredients of the formula was:
The Beyonder characteristics of two Princes of Disorder!
The Prince of Disorder was a Sequence 1 of the Dark Emperor pathway!
As a Sequence 1, to advance to Sequence 0, one had to obtain all the Beyonder characteristics of two other Sequence 1s of the same pathway!
It was precisely with such a guess that Klein didn't dare to get involved in Will Auceptin's matter.
If my deduction is correct, then this is a genuine "fight between deities." I can't afford to offend them … Klein's spirituality descended and disappeared from the ancient palace above the gray fog.
…
In Empress Borough, in an inconspicuous house, the Beyonder gathering that Mr. A had convened was carried out as scheduled.
Fors and Xio changed their attire and accompanied Viscount Glaint, who was wearing an iron-black mask, into the hall. They found a random seat and sat down.
Before the gathering officially began, Viscount Glaint rushed to write his request to the attendant and prayed to the Goddess, hoping that someone would respond.
Fors was as languid as usual. She wore a hood, which she rarely did, and used the shadow to cover her face.
She was recalling the matter regarding Mr. Lawrence.
She knew very well what the "diamond" the size of an eye was. It was the Beyonder characteristic left behind by him, but she was temporarily unable to confirm which Sequence it belonged to.
Fors casually flipped through the notebook and found that many of the pages were still blank. And the contents were filled with all sorts of strange, strange, and mysterious symbols and magic labels. They were completely beyond the scope of Fors's knowledge.
It doesn't matter what it is. What's important is that I have to keep my promise … Fors warned herself.
At this moment, Mr. A, who was sitting on a single-seater sofa with an exaggerated hood, spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I have a mission.
"Help me find some people who believe in The Fool."
Ah? Fors snapped out of her thoughts.
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