Baekeland, outside the Steam Locomotive Station.
Fors was wearing a black gauze hat with blue flowers. She stood at the entrance of the subway, waiting for her teacher, Dorian Gray, to arrive.
The drizzling rain on the streets and the cold wind blowing from underground made the author shiver a little. She felt that she had underestimated Baekeland's spring.
I wonder how Xio manages to be busy all year round. Sigh, she said that before her father passed away, she wouldn't even get out of bed at home. Apart from going to the bathroom, servants would bring her food and drink. Now, she can actually leave early every day and only return home at night. Regardless of the storm or the fog, nothing has changed. She completes one commission after another and catches one wanted criminal after another. With this in mind, Fors couldn't help but admire Xio.
By last week, not only had Miss Sheriff paid off her debts, she had even saved up 200 pounds!
I have to say that Sheriff is the most suitable Beyonder job to be a bounty hunter. Of course, the choices are limited to Low-Sequence Beyonders … Just as Fors's thoughts were about to wander, her gaze suddenly swept across a familiar figure.
It was a gentleman of medium height, dressed in the most fashionable black suit in Rouen. He wore a half top hat, and his shoulders were unusually broad, almost exaggerated.
This was none other than Fors's teacher, one of the few remaining members of the House of Abraham, Dorian Gray Abraham.
Fors was delighted as she immediately held up her umbrella and walked over.
On the crowded street, she hadn't really approached, but she had only made eye contact with Dorian. She saw her teacher raise her right hand, clench it into a fist, and press it against the first button of her black suit.
This is … danger! Fors's expression didn't change as she looked away. With a smile on her lips, she cast her gaze at a young gentleman further behind. Then, as though nothing had happened, she walked past Dorian Gray and walked forward.
An ancient family had unimaginable accumulation in all aspects. Dorian Gray had long agreed with Fors on the secret signals and hand gestures in some emergency situations. The meaning of the gesture just now was very simple: stay away, don't come close!
The young man at the back was stunned by the lazy and mature woman's gaze. He instinctively tidied up his clothes and pressed down on his hat.
As soon as he finished these movements, Fors had already passed him and continued forward.
The rain was still pouring. Fors circled around and boarded a rental carriage, heading straight for the Hat Trick Inn at 22 Hope Street in Cherwood Borough. This was the place Dorian Gray had booked in advance.
Fors, who had been in the mysticism circle for many years and had many experiences, calmly asked for a room facing the street. She stood in front of the window and observed the guests who came to the inn.
Finally, she saw Dorian Gray get off the carriage and enter the gate.
Fors quickly turned around and came to the corner of the staircase. She secretly observed which room her teacher was taken to by the attendant.
After waiting for a moment, she took off her hat and messed up her hair a little. Then, she walked to Room 2016 and knocked.
Her plan was simple. If her teacher's response was fine, she would enter the room to communicate. If it wasn't normal, she would pretend to be a prostitute who had walked into the wrong room or was trying to solicit customers.
The door creaked open slowly. Dorian looked at the student in front of her before looking down the corridor.
Then, he raised his right arm, spread his fingers, and pressed on the second button on his suit.
This meant that it wasn't under control and that the abnormality had passed.
Fors silently heaved a sigh of relief and instantly entered the room.
"Teacher, what happened just now?" She asked worriedly.
Dorian closed the door and smiled bitterly.
"I saw an acquaintance."
He sighed and added, "An enemy."
He sighed and added, "An enemy."
That was his former student who had rebelled with Traveler Boutis, nearly wiping out the upper echelons of the House of Abraham.
According to what Dorian knew, his student had likely joined the Aurora Order and was very likely one of the 22 Oracles.
"What did he do? Is he very powerful? "Fors asked curiously.
Dorian fell silent for a few seconds before revealing a little.
"Lawrence, Laubero, Aulisa, and I all belong to the same organization. This organization suffered a serious blow due to the betrayal of certain people.
"That person just now was one of the traitors."
He didn't mention his family, nor did he mention the conflict between bloodline members and his students. He didn't want Fors to be emotionally involved.
"How despicable!" Fors immediately thought of Mrs. Aulisa, who treated her very well, and the friendly and amiable Mr. Lawrence.
"Alright, let's not talk about such unpleasant matters." Dorian took out a piece of paper that had been folded several times from his inner pocket and handed it to Fors. "The Astrologer potion formula. Your digestion of Trickmaster and Apprentice has exceeded my expectations. This is the biggest surprise I've had in the past ten years."
"I specially went to the circus." Fors didn't hide it. She even felt that it was something she could flaunt.
As she spoke, she unfolded the piece of paper, intending to browse through the Astrologer potion formula.
At this moment, Dorian nodded in relief.
"I'm very sorry. Due to the previous losses, I temporarily don't have the main ingredient for the Astrologer potion. Just treat it as a final test.
"However, I have prepared a gift for you."
As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized notebook from his left pocket. The cover looked very hard. It was bronze-green in color and looked rather ancient.
The notebook was made up of three types of paper. One was a charred yellow, which was rare. The other was yellowish-brown, like goatskin. There were about ten of them, and the last was a simple and ordinary piece of white paper. On the cover, there was a line of words written in ancient Feysac:
"I came, I saw, and I record."
Fors's gaze moved away from the Astrologer potion formula and looked at the notebook. She recognized it as the relic of Old Mister Lawrence. It was the item she had specially sent to Pritz Harbor for her teacher!
Dorian smiled.
"I believe you're no stranger to it."
After Fors nodded repeatedly, he sighed and said, "This is a rather powerful mystical item.
"This is a rather powerful mystical item. Out of all the items I've seen, it can be ranked in the top five. This doesn't mean that it's more powerful than the next few, but that its negative effects are easily resolved. With the two combined, it's extremely valuable."
"What's it called? What's the negative effect? "Fors couldn't help but feel excited and agitated.
Dorian stroked the notebook's cover and said, "It's called Leymano's Travels.
"It's called 'Leymano's Travels', but we prefer to call it 'Leymano's Spellbook'.
"This spellbook can allow you to record a particular Beyonder power while witnessing it.
"This will be fixed to one of the pages of the notebook and will be stored for a long time. You can use it at any time. However, you have to remember that after using it once, the corresponding page will become blank again, waiting for you to record it again."
"… That sounds impressive." Fors felt like she was dreaming.
As long as I see a Beyonder power, I can record it and use it once?
I-isn't this another kind of Shepherd? The Shepherd that Little Sun mentioned … Hmm, it's only limited to a single battle with preparation.
I wonder if I can record a demigod's Beyonder powers. If it's possible, I'll be better than a Shepherd in a single battle with preparation!
Dorian seemed to read her thoughts as she explained in detail, "You can say that it corresponds to our Apprentice pathway's Sequence 6 Scribe.
"It can be said that it corresponds to the Sequence 6 Scribe of our Apprentice pathway. Beyonder powers that are higher than this Sequence aren't guaranteed to be recorded. There's a chance of failure, and the higher it is, the greater the chance of failure. Furthermore, the effects are only half the original.
"According to the experience of previous users, the chances of success against a Sequence 5 Beyonder power isn't low, but at Sequence 4, at the level of a demigod, it's rather difficult. It might not succeed once in ten tries, and I believe no demigod will show it to you again and again. If it's an enemy, they would've already killed you ten times.
"Do you see this? This yellowish piece of paper is specially used to record Beyonder powers under the influence of godhood. There are a total of three pieces, which also means that even if you're really lucky, you can only record three demigod-level Beyonder powers and use each of them once. "
Although it sounds like there are many restrictions that prevent the powers of the Travels from being unleashed, there are two types of people who don't have such an obstacle. One is a lucky person, and the other is someone backed by a large organization or faction, the kind that has the help of a demigod … Fors instantly thought of praying to Mr. Fool and asking "Him" to show "His" powers so that she could record them. But she immediately felt that it was too blasphemous as she hurriedly apologized inwardly.
Following that, she sincerely hoped that Ma 'am Hermit, who appeared to be the strongest in the Tarot, would quickly become a demigod.
Dorian didn't notice that Fors's thoughts had deviated as she continued, "For example, the goatskin paper can record the Beyonder powers of Sequence 5 and 6.
For example, the goatskin can record the Beyonder powers of Sequence 5 and Sequence 6. There's a total of ten pages, and the effects are more than half of the original, around 70 to 80%.
"The remaining records are Beyonder powers below Sequence 6. There are a total of 25 pages. The effects are close to the original, but they're still slightly inferior.
"Because of some things that happened before, there are only five pages left in the magic book that can be used. Study it yourself."
Dorian paused and said with a serious expression,
"Before I give it to you, I have to seriously remind you that it has a negative effect. Every time you use it, it will make you lose your way. You will encounter all kinds of dangers and get lost. You have to draw your own blood and smear it evenly on the cover to get rid of this effect.
"Remember, don't underestimate getting lost. You must deal with it as soon as possible."
"Yes, Teacher," Fors replied seriously.
Dorian then handed Leymano's Travels to Fors.
"This is my gift."
Teacher is so nice … Fors pursed her lips and blurted out,
"What is the name of your student who betrayed you? What did he look like?
"If there's a chance, I want to avenge you and Mr. Lawrence."
"No, don't think about it. You are much weaker than him. When he betrayed us, he was already a Scribe. Now, he might even become a Traveler." Dorian said solemnly. "However, you do need to remember him to avoid him. His name is Louis Wien. I'll draw him later."
"Okay." Fors nodded.
…
Inside the pirate's dining hall on the Future.
Just as Klein walked in, he met Admiral of Stars Cattleya walking out.
This lady was no longer as pale as last night. She wore a pair of heavy glasses and calmly said, "Be prepared.
We will arrive at those waters in a while. "
That fast? How far did we fly last night? Klein was stunned.
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