With regards to Admiral of Stars's request, Klein had no reason to reject it.
"700 pounds."
"Very fair." Cattleya did not bargain.
Under normal circumstances, a Sequence 8 Beyonder characteristic was worth six to seven hundred pounds, but if one encountered someone in urgent need of it, a premium was common. After all, such an item might only appear once in a long period of time at a Beyonder gathering.
Klein didn't immediately complete the transaction. His expression didn't change as he lifted his suitcase.
"I'll give it to you tomorrow."
He didn't bring the Pugilist Beyonder characteristic with him. Most of the valuable items had been thrown above the gray fog.
Admiral of Stars Cattleya wasn't surprised by German Sparrow's answer as she nodded.
"No problem."
She had encountered many similar situations. This often meant that there were items placed together with the Pugilist Beyonder characteristic that couldn't be known to outsiders. Therefore, it was impossible for German Sparrow to open the suitcase in front of her and complete the transaction on the spot.
A crazy adventurer always had some secrets!
Cattleya paused for a second and added, "Yes.
"Your room won't have any prying devices."
She had seen what she needed to see.
"It doesn't matter." Klein curled his lips and smiled indifferently.
His previous plan was to use Aztec's copper whistle, Will Auceptin's paper crane, and other items during the ritual or when he entered the world above the gray fog to resist the prying eyes of mysticism. Then, he would use the bathroom to avoid physical surveillance.
Of course, he wasn't worried that Admiral of Stars would go overboard. This wasn't because he believed that she was afraid of the crazy adventurer, German Sparrow, but because he felt that there was no need for Cattleya to do so. She likely had softer and more covert means of observation.
For example, inviting a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway … Klein took off his hat, bowed, and followed Poison Expert Frank Lee to his room.
Watching him leave unhurriedly, Cattleya turned around and entered the captain's room. She picked up her thick glasses and put them on the bridge of her nose.
…
Baekeland, south of the Bridge, Harvest Church.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Bishop Utravsky, whose height was already that of a half-giant, put down the Holy Bible in his hand and looked around the prayer hall.
"There are more and more believers."
"Really?" Emlyn White, who was wearing a brown priest robe, wiped the candlestick and spoke without even lifting his eyelids.
He knew that after the Great Smog of Baekeland, the number of believers of Mother Earth had increased significantly. In the past, it would be a miracle if three to five people came to pray on weekdays and evenings. Now, it was often close to ten.
Father Utravsky looked down at the busy vampire priest and chuckled.
"As long as you're not blind, you can see it.
"You've contributed a lot to this. If you hadn't concocted the potion, cured the plague, and sincerely taught the students about medicine, it would have been very difficult for our faith to be accepted by the people of this area."
Emlyn held the cloth, straightened his back, and raised his chin slightly.
"I'm just acting."
Wait, what do you mean by our faith? Who's with you? His face twitched a little, then he smiled and said,
"Speaking of blind people, I recall a joke I saw previously. It's said that there's a shortage of blind people in Baekeland because they're widely believed to be the most suitable candidates to be referees."
Father Utravsky skipped the joke and said benevolently,
"Regardless of the goal, you've made an outstanding contribution to the spread of the faith of Mother Earth.
"And this also proves that you have a kind heart."
Pui! That's what I said back then. Why didn't you believe me? Emlyn looked up at the father's massive figure and silently retracted his gaze.
After he was done with the church, he changed into his normal clothes, wore a silk top hat that blocked out the sun, and walked to Rose Street.
He secretly sized up his surroundings, but he didn't find any signs of being monitored.
That Red Glove named Leonard really hasn't appeared again … I thought that after exposing his secret and buying Tinder, he would keep investigating me in secret … Emlyn White shook his head indiscernibly, his heart filled with puzzlement.
In the beginning, he had wanted to use the theory of The Hanging Man to bring in the Red Glove's investigations to interfere with the surveillance of the upper echelons of the Sanguine. He would then use the Church of Earth Mother and the Blessed, Father Utravsky, to achieve a perfect balance.
However, things didn't develop as he had expected. Leonard Mitchell seemed to have quickly left Baekeland.
At the end of February, Emlyn took a detour to 7 Pinster Street during one of his trips, only to discover that no one lived there.
Without thinking about it, he walked to the end of the street, got into a rental carriage, and headed straight for the Odora family's villa.
After being led to the study on the first floor by an attendant, Emlyn saw several Sanguine who had just come of age, including a fellow Sanguine who had already become a Baron.
He's not looking for me alone? He thought for a moment, stood at the closed door, and said to the owner of the place, Cosmi Odora,
"Baron, wasn't it Lord Nibbs who summoned me?"
His "Lord Baron" was spoken calmly as if he was calling the other party's name directly. That was because he was also a vampire baron, but it had not been announced yet.
Cosmi was a middle-aged gentleman with an air of elegance.
"You are all the elites of the Blood Race's younger generation. My grandfather has entrusted me to give you some tests."
"What test?" asked Rus Báthory, the other Sanguine Baron who had inherited the inheritance.
Cosmi drank a mouthful of the dark red blood mixed with wine and surveyed the area.
"Perhaps you aren't aware, but the Life School of Thought's Snake of Fate has been missing for some time."
As Emlyn White and the other Sanguine exchanged looks of surprise and confusion, Cosmi continued, "But I believe all of you should know very well that the Life School of Thought is an organization that barely holds together.
"But I believe you should know very well that the Life School of Thought is an organization that barely holds together. The Beyonders who believe in fate and regard themselves as transcendent and rational, and the believers who worship the Primordial Moon and seek the essence of life and spirituality formed an alliance under the immense pressure of the seven Churches in the early Fifth Epoch.
"Due to the existence of the Snake of Fate, there haven't been any major problems internally. The worship of the Primordial Moon has always been limited and fixed in a symbolic sense. Furthermore, it has been fused bit by bit through master-disciple inheritance and the exchange of formulas.
"Unfortunately, heh, with the disappearance of the Snake of Fate, this process has been disrupted. The believers of the Primordial Moon quickly became fanatical, and a schism appeared between them and the faction that represented fate, resulting in an intense conflict.
"This matter was used by Rose School, causing them quite a bit of damage."
Seeing that Emlyn White, Rus Báthory, and the other Sanguine were still somewhat puzzled, Cosmi, who had explained the background, went straight to the point.
"Those who worship the Primordial Moon are our eternal enemies. They have been hunting us all this time to concoct potions to obtain strength!
"Now, we can't let go of this opportunity.
"There's a name list here that records the situation of a few Primordial Moon believers. Whoever can find their whereabouts and kill them will be the victor of this test. My grandfather, as well as the various Lords, will not be stingy with their rewards.
"If a portion of it is completed, it will be calculated in terms of quantity.
"Of course, these have all been selected. They are within your strength. The rest will be tracked by the various Lords. "
When Emlyn White heard the first half, although he was filled with contempt and hatred for the "artificial" vampires, he had no intention of joining in. He felt that it was too troublesome, tiring, and noisy. He might as well stay at home and converse with his puppets.
When he realized that this was a competition between themselves, he vaguely sensed the gazes of Rus Báthory and the other Sanguine on him. Emlyn suddenly straightened his back and raised his chin.
"No problem."
His scarlet eyes slowly swept the other creatures in the room.
…
On the Future, in a spacious room that had an attached bathroom.
Klein stood by the window, looking at the undulating blue sea as he breathed in the cold winds that blew from the north in a good mood.
This flagship of Admiral of Stars had already separated from the other ships and was beginning its own voyage.
After an unknown period of time, two whaling ships appeared in front of him. The moment they noticed the Future's fluttering flag of stars and eyes, they immediately reacted in a nervous manner.
They quickly adjusted their positions so that their sides were facing this direction, and their cannons were ready to fire.
At the same time, the cannons that used explosives to fire javelins and harpoons also turned in the same direction. The tall, blonde fishermen of the Gargas Archipelago held their spears or spears as they stood or crouched. They were abnormally vigilant.
Klein noticed that there were women who were about the size of Hulk. It was obvious that they were especially heavy and capable of fighting.
The Future didn't mind their "welcome" as it continued driving deep into the whaling sea route.
After sailing for a while, Klein saw a few pirate ships in front of him. They were surrounding the periphery of the sea route, seemingly up to something.
The Future didn't stand on ceremony as it approached. The pirate ships immediately retreated into the distance like birds that had been shot.
Sensing the Future slowing down, Klein turned around and left the room in puzzlement.
Just as he approached the captain's cabin, he saw Admiral of Stars Cattleya walk out. This lady wore a pair of thick glasses on her nose bridge, concealing her mysterious purple eyes.
She glanced at Klein and succinctly said, "Someone discovered a ruin from the Fourth Epoch at the bottom of the sea.
"Someone found a relic from the Quaternary at the bottom of the sea here.
"Someone discovered a ruin from the Fourth Epoch at the bottom of the sea.
Bottom of the sea? A ruin from the Fourth Epoch? Klein instantly recalled the rumor he had heard in Lærdal Bar.
So this news has already spread? I was wondering why it was so easy to hear … he muttered inwardly in enlightenment.
。 Divine Sovereign of the Nine Heavens
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