The Primordial Creator? Klein was taken aback for a moment before he recalled the information Old Kohler had previously given him.
Recently, there had been people preaching faith in the original Creator in East Borough, the dock area, and the factory district. They believed that "He" hadn't really passed away, and that "He" existed in everyone and everything. As long as one wholeheartedly served "Him" and praised "Him," not only would one be redeemed after death and enter "His" kingdom, one's current life would also be greatly improved. For example, one would have oily meat to eat every day.
This was very close to the theory of the Aurora Order's mutated Creator. Therefore, Klein had determined that it was done by that secret organization. He felt that after the Lanevus incident, they had begun to pay attention to the masses of poor people.
They've already developed so arrogantly that they're pulling people in as believers on the way? Klein replied after some deliberation.
"I've heard of it."
The middle-aged man in old clothes immediately revealed a smile.
"Then do you know that the apocalypse is coming? Do you know that the original Creator will build a sanctuary on Earth to protect his believers? "
For a moment, Klein wanted to take advantage of the situation and slowly infiltrate the Aurora Order's periphery to gather the corresponding evidence and clues to take revenge on the other party for finding believers of The Fool. But after careful consideration, he felt that it was too dangerous. It would be tiring and troublesome to rely on himself, and it might not be effective.
Finally, he decided to report the current situation to the Machinery Hivemind and let the official organizations deal with it!
After figuring out this problem, Klein's expression instantly sank.
"I don't know, and I don't want to know!"
He took a step forward, shook off the other party, and ignored the middle-aged man's shouts.
On the way out of East Borough, he carefully observed and discovered that many workers who had lost their jobs due to the improvement of the textile machines were gathered in groups of three to five, listening to the comforting and teachings of an unknown person.
The investigations of East Borough, the dock area, and the factory district were completed two months ago. Why haven't the three Churches and the Parliament taken any concrete measures? They must've placed more importance on this area. It's impossible that they can't discover the current situation … Are they trying to catch a big fish with a long line? Th-that's very easy to mess up! As Klein lampooned, he pressed down on the cap on his head and walked out of East Borough, heading straight for the Baekeland Bridge area.
The Bravehearts Bar had just opened at noon, so there were almost no drunkards around. Only the busy workers would enter the bar for a simple lunch.
Klein blended in with them and spent ten pence on a pork sausage bun and a glass of Southville beer. He appeared to be very rich.
He slowly filled his stomach and finished his beer before looking at the bartender.
"Is Kaspars Kalinin here?"
He planned to replenish his ammunition.
The bartender glanced at him.
"You haven't been here for a long time?
"Kaspars is dead. It's said that he was restless when he slept at night. He wrapped himself too tightly and suffocated himself. Hehe, I don't really believe that such a thing would happen. I've only heard of similar situations in ghost stories, but those black and white dogs said so."
The black and white dog referred to the policeman in the black and white checkered uniform.
Suffocated to death by my own quilt? This sounds very mystical … Did that High-Sequence Beyonder from Rose School choose to kill to vent his anger because he couldn't find Miss Sharon and Marić? What about the status of a High-Sequence Beyonder? From the looks of it, Kaspars won't be able to contact Miss Sharon and the rest … Perhaps they've already left Baekeland …
Kaspars still hasn't fully anticipated the dangers of the Beyonder World. If it were me, I wouldn't have returned to the Bravehearts Bar. I would've long brought all the money I've saved up and moved to a different city … However, under normal circumstances, High-Sequence Beyonders wouldn't specifically target such ordinary people. At most, they wouldn't consider the aftereffects of forceful mediumship … As expected of Rose School where one indulges in one's desires. To think that a High-Sequence Beyonder would actually do such a thing …
Klein was both surprised and sympathetic towards the black-market arms dealer.
The bartender wiped his cup and continued, "
"If you want to buy some goods, there is a new merchant now."
"Old Man. He's in Billiard Room 3," the bartender said without looking up.
"Old Man. He's in Billiard Room 3," the bartender said without looking up.
Klein immediately got up, strolled to the familiar spot, and knocked on the unlatched door.
"Come in." A voice came from inside.
This voice sounds familiar … Klein pushed open the wooden door and looked inside.
Standing beside the billiard table was a boy who wasn't too old. He was wearing an old coat and a brown round hat. He had bright red eyes and was none other than Ian, whom Klein had met when he first arrived in Baekeland. Due to the case of the disappearance of Detective Zreal that he had entrusted to him, he had been embroiled in the dispute over the third-generation difference engine manuscript. He had no choice but to spend a large sum of money to hire Mr. A of the Aurora Order to kill the Intis ambassador to the Kingdom of Rouen, Bakerland Jean Madan.
"It's you, Detective Moriarty?" Ian jumped in fright.
He had deliberately pasted two strands of mustache on his mouth to make him look older.
Klein smiled as he entered the billiard room and closed the door.
"Long time no see."
At first, he was quite surprised that Ian had appeared here and become a black-market weapons merchant, but then he thought of some details and felt that it was reasonable.
Klein was able to find the Bravehearts Bar and Kaspars Kalinin because of Ian's introduction.
This big boy must have some connections nearby!
"Yeah." Ian restrained his shocked expression and muttered, "I went to Pritz Harbor for two months and found that those guys were barbaric and fierce. They didn't have the slightest modesty or care for children, so I had to return to Baekeland and do what I was good at again. Later, when I encountered Kaspars' death, I decided to change my profession."
Without waiting for Klein to speak, he added,
"Detective, I've always remembered that I still owe you two requests."
There's no need to explain so much. I don't care what you did in the past. Although I've always found your escape from MI9 suspicious, I don't mind it too much … Klein picked up a cue and gestured.
"In addition to the underground weapons trade, you also seem to be selling information?"
"Yes," Ian answered frankly. "What do you want to know? Free. "
You're so forthright … Is it because you feel guilty about what happened before? Klein pushed the cue stick and hit the cue ball, causing a red ball to accurately fall into the middle pocket.
He didn't stand on ceremony and straightened his body.
"Recently, we've been searching for The Fool's believers. There are many bounties. Do you have any news?"
Ian thought about it carefully.
"Nope.
"I even suspect that The Fool doesn't have any believers. No one actually managed to find any clues."
… This is the so-called cannons hitting the air … Klein silently mocked himself and asked, "In addition, there's a bounty.
"In addition, there's a bounty. Someone is looking for a university tutor named Azik Eggers. I want to know who posted this bounty so that I can confirm if I should get involved in this matter. Heh, searching for people is a waste of time."
Ian didn't answer directly. He looked around and lowered his voice.
"MI9."
MI9? Not Charismatic Order … From the looks of it, it was really Ince Zangwill's arrangement that caused Mr. Aztec to have a conflict with MI9? Perhaps it made him aware of a secret he shouldn't know? A series of thoughts flashed through Klein's mind in an instant.
Finally, he smiled and said, "It looks like I don't have to worry about the bounty being fake. But I'm very afraid that Aztec Eggers is being tracked by MI9 because he knows some secret. If that's the case, the day I receive the bounty might be the last day of my life."
Ian spread his hands.
"I'm not sure about that.
"But you can only provide clues."
"Not a bad suggestion." Klein didn't ask any further. He spent 5 soli to restock some ordinary bullets and left the Bravehearts Bar.
After getting on the rental carriage, he looked out the window at the gloomy weather and suddenly sighed.
Kaspars Kalinin's death also means that Miss Sharon and Marić will give up on this base. It'll be very difficult for me to find them with only one-sided communication …
Unless they encounter trouble and need help, or they've reached the stage of dealing with the evil spirit in the underground ruins, I probably won't be able to see them.
Although they can't be considered friends, we've worked together twice. They're acquaintances that I can interact with as a Beyonder without concealing my face. This way, there will be two fewer people like me.
If it wasn't for the Desire Apostle incident, only that weird vampire, Emlyn White, would be left to communicate with without any disguise in the mystical domain.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness …"
Amidst his silent sigh, an illusory voice suddenly sounded in Klein's ears.
"What do you want?"
Klein's hair instantly stood on end. When he saw clearly who was sitting in front of him, he heaved a sigh of relief and smiled helplessly.
"Miss Sharon, do you always appear unknowingly?"
Sharon, who was wearing a gothic dress and a small black bonnet, was sitting quietly on the other side of the carriage, her face as pale as ever.
"I'll knock on the window next time." Sharon nodded emotionlessly.
She didn't repeat her previous question. She just quietly looked at Klein.
Suddenly knocking on the window? That's equally scary … Klein wasn't in a hurry to mention the Human-skinned Shadow.
"That High-Sequence Beyonder left?"
"Right," Shallan spat out one word.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him,
"It could also be a trap."
At this point, he remembered something and hurriedly added,
"I've finished reading the Book of Secrets and obtained the corresponding information from other channels. Praying to the Primordial Moon can easily lead to problems. It's best not to attempt it."
"Alright." Sharon didn't ask why.
She paused for a second and said with an ethereal voice,
"The Primordial Moon and the Chained God are suspected to be archenemies."
Because they can swap Sequences? Or is there some other reason? Klein thoughtfully steered the topic back on track.
"Miss Sharon, do you know where I can find the Human-skinned Shadow characteristic?"
Sharron, who was like a puppet, listened calmly and nodded.
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