Although I've always had the urge to pray to The Fool, hoping to escape the psychological cue planted by Father Utravsky, I also know very well that chanting the honorific name of an unknown person is rather dangerous. Not all hidden existences will first be bait and slowly guide them. When it comes to such matters, "They" are often like sharks in the ocean. The moment "They" smell blood, "They" will frantically rush forward …
But now … what did Lord Nibbs, no, the Primogenitor want to do?
Emlyn White said with a sense of absurdity, "That's right.
"It will be very, very, very dangerous."
Inside the black iron coffin, Nibbs Odora replied in an old voice.
"Yes, under normal circumstances.
"But not all hidden existences are filled with malice. Among them, there are also those who abide by the rules and like to trade. For example, the seven pure lights in the spirit world.
Since the Ancestor has given such a revelation, it means that the danger that The Fool might bring isn't too serious. It might even be nonexistent.
"And during this process, I will always be by your side to protect you.
"Don't you want to get rid of the hypnosis? Have you become a believer of Mother Earth and abandoned the moon? "
"No, I didn't!" Emlyn hurriedly denied.
After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said,
"I hope you have a few days to think about it."
"Alright, no problem. I believe you'll make a choice that's befitting of your noble status as a member of the Blood Tribe." Nibbs' voice inside the coffin turned gentle as he consoled him with a smile.
After sending Emlyn White back to the second floor, Cosmi Odora re-entered the dark and gloomy underground hall and asked in puzzlement and puzzlement, "Who's Emlyn?
"Grandfather, why would Emlyn White be in the revelation given by the Ancestor? He's just a weak vampire who has just reached adulthood. "
Nibbs's voice penetrated the thick black iron coffin lid, and there was a slight hum in it.
"No, the revelation given by the Ancestor never included Emlyn White.
"'He' only showed the scene of the apocalypse and the corruption from the crimson moon. He also mentioned The Fool and the corresponding honorific name.
"During this process, no Sanguine appeared. The so-called key person was just something I created to convince Emlyn White.
"However, taking risks for the future of the Blood Race is also very important."
Cosmi was first enlightened before he had a new question.
"Why did you choose Emlyn White? What's so special about him? "
Nibbs Odora suddenly laughed.
Didn't he keep clamoring to pray to The Fool? Didn't he think that we weren't paying enough attention to his problem, that he wasn't willing to make an enemy out of Bishop Utravsky, and that he was looking for other help?
"I will fulfill his wish this time."
Cosmi was stunned and speechless for a long time.
Emlyn White stood by the railing on the second floor, looking down at his fellow clansmen who didn't know fatigue as he nervously drank a mouthful of "fine wine."
At the very least, to this day, I've never heard of anyone suffering a tragic fate from praying to The Fool … Perhaps it's just as Lord Nibbs said, The Fool is like the seven pure lights of the spirit world. They're orderly, warm-hearted hidden existences … Wait, what are the seven pure lights of the spirit world? Why haven't I heard of it before? It seems like it's from the Good Faction? I wonder if it can help me … In short, The Fool might not be that dangerous. Besides, there's Lord Nibbs protecting me … Perhaps I can really take this opportunity to get rid of the psychological cue … Emlyn consoled himself with some fear and anticipation.
…
Monday morning, Cherwood Borough, 15 Minsk Street.
Klein squatted in front of the toilet, holding a brush and seriously cleaning the dirt inside.
According to the plan, after completing all the "visits" on Saturday and Sunday, he decided to rest for a day. He would report the final results to Prince Edessak the next day and hand over the mission. But during what should have been a relaxing period, he discovered that the house was already overly messy and dirty.
Upon seeing this situation, Klein recalled something. The cleaning of his house was done by hiring the landlady's maid from next door twice a week.
As the Sammers headed to Desi Bay's Seville City for a vacation, one of the maids followed them, and the other returned to the countryside after receiving her year-end reward. 15 Minsk Street, where he lived, hadn't been cleaned for a long time.
Klein had originally planned to endure it for two days since he was about to "leave" Baekeland anyway. But when he was free, he didn't dare to sneak off to the Quelaag Club for entertainment, afraid that he would anger Prince Edessak. He could only stay at home, so he changed into old clothes and began cleaning up before the new year.
Scrubbing the toilet, washing the bathtub, wiping the windows, mopping the floor, wiping the utensils, washing the clothes … Klein busied himself from eight to eleven before he barely completed the scheduled cleaning.
Of course, he was just doing it casually and wasn't that meticulous.
Sometimes, renting a house that's too big isn't a good thing … Klein washed his hands and wiped his face with a towel.
Walking out of the bathroom, he looked at the clean and tidy living room and dining room. Looking at the sunlight that penetrated the clouds and shone on the transparent glass windows, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. He felt his mood lighten as a result.
I'll reward myself at noon and go out to find a good restaurant … Klein returned to the second floor and changed his clothes.
Just as he was flipping through the newspapers and waiting for the wonderful lunchtime to arrive, the doorbell suddenly jingled.
It's almost the new year, and there's still someone entrusting me with a mission? As Klein got up and walked to the door, he made up his mind to reject the other party.
Although he only had 34 pounds left in cash, in order to escape the royal family's strife, he had to go on a "vacation" in the south as soon as possible. He couldn't take on any more missions.
To his surprise, the visitor wasn't a stranger, but Prince Edessak's old butler.
The old butler was wearing a well-tailored tailcoat. He bowed without being arrogant or losing his status.
"Detective Moriarty, His Highness is waiting for you in a carriage at the end of the street. He wishes to know the progress of the investigation."
That impatient? That's good, it saves me the trouble of going to Red Rose Manor tomorrow … Klein quickly reorganized the speech he had thought of last night and calmly replied,
"Alright."
Just as he was about to take down his hat from the coat rack, he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach. It was the kind of pain that came from squatting on the toilet.
After enduring it and realizing that he couldn't hold it in any longer, he apologized to the old butler and said, "I'm very sorry.
I'll be heading to the bathroom first. My stomach doesn't feel too good. "
The old butler didn't show any abnormal expression.
"That's your freedom."
After getting rid of the leftovers in his stomach in a rather carefree manner, Klein washed his hands and returned to the hall.
At this moment, he realized that the old butler was no longer there. Waiting outside was the maid with naturally curly brown hair.
"His Highness wants me to apologize to you. He still has matters to attend to and can't wait for too long. Please make a trip to Red Rose Manor tomorrow or the afternoon after that," the maid said with a meticulous bow.
It hasn't even been ten minutes. I've already done it as fast as I can … Usually, I can squat a little longer with the newspapers … Klein smiled.
"No problem."
After receiving a response, the maid, who had completed her mission, immediately unburdened herself and chuckled.
"Detective Moriarty, you've missed that lady again."
"Ah?" Klein was slightly confused.
The maid lowered her voice and said, "That lady came with His Highness this time.
"That young lady came with His Royal Highness this time. She was the one who suggested making a detour to visit you."
In the end, I missed it because of a stomachache? Something's not right … Klein frowned slightly.
...
In a room covered with a thick, soft carpet.
The quill that was being held stopped writing.
There were lines of words and traces of scribbling on the notebook that was spread out below it.
(Scribbling)
"The target tried to escape control, but unfortunately, Detective Sherlock Moriarty had already left before she came downstairs."
…
"The target affected the surrounding maids, but Prince Edessak's butler, Finkel, accidentally discovered the problem and dealt with it."
…
(Scribbling)
"The target once again went off track and attended Talim's funeral in place of Prince Edessak. However, she quickly returned to her normal state and realized that she couldn't identify Sherlock Moriarty. She could only pitifully miss it."
…
"Sherlock Moriarty headed to Red Rose Manor to investigate, but the timing wasn't right. The target happened to go to the golf course to ride horses."
…
(Scribbling)
"The target once again defeated the arrangements and instigated Prince Edessak to visit Detective Sherlock Moriarty. Unfortunately, Sherlock Moriarty happened to have a stomachache and stayed in the bathroom for seven minutes and forty-five seconds, but the prince couldn't wait."
…
The middle-aged man with sculpted facial features, but one of his eyes was blind. He put down his quill and looked at the woman beside him.
"What exactly did you put on her? Breaking through the restrictions again and again will cause a huge problem. "
The woman chuckled and said, "It was just an accident.
Don't worry too much. There won't be any problems. "
As she spoke, she pulled up her hair, revealing her fair and slender neck.
Then, she slowly smeared all sorts of things on her face, making her look even more beautiful.
Watching her put on her clothes and accessories, the middle-aged man with dark gold hair frowned slightly and said, "What are you talking about?
"Where are you going?"
The woman didn't answer directly and said with a smile, "Be careful of the quill in your hand.
"Be careful of the quill in your hand. Last time, you almost swapped bodies with someone."
"I don't need you to remind me," the middle-aged man with dark blue eyes said with a straight face.
The woman tightened her belt, making herself even thinner. Then, she stretched slightly and covered her mouth to yawn.
"I'm going to visit Mr. A of the Aurora Order.
"I hope he's as crazy as the rumors say."
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