After coming to a realization, Klein rubbed his temples and slowly calmed his emotions. He realized that this matter didn't have much to do with him.
He had no motivation to get involved. Regardless of whether the Rouen military found Turanny von Helmosuin, he didn't care. This was because he lacked a sense of belonging to the Rouen Kingdom. The things he had done in the past were purely for the sake of social stability and for the citizens to not suffer any unexpected harm. If possible, he was willing to push for change so that the lower-class citizens could at least live like humans.
I never expected that coming to this World would make me look more like an internationalist … He gave a self-deprecating laugh and prepared to return to the real World. He was prepared to turn off the lights and sleep, allowing the waves and storms to rage outside.
At this moment, he noticed the biggest item in the junk pile from the corner of his eye — the radio transceiver.
"Speaking of which, which force is controlling Turanny von Helmosuin? If it's someone from Queen Mystic Bernadette's side, it wouldn't be a problem. She's a person who abides by the maxim of "do as you please, but do no harm." She wouldn't go overboard.
If it's Rose School represented by Admiral of Blood, that wouldn't be good. Apart from the temperance faction that's being suppressed internally, they believe in the Chained God or the Mother Tree of Desire. Their level of evil isn't any lower than the Aurora Order. Allowing them to grasp the most advanced technology might bring about a disaster … Klein stopped wrapping himself with his spirituality as he tapped the edge of the long, mottled table.
He quickly came up with an idea. It was to bring the radio transceiver back to the real World and adjust it to the corresponding frequency to see if he could receive a telegram from Admiral of Blood and company. Then, he would use the codebook he had to decipher it.
There's a citywide search tonight, and the matter is at a rather delicate and important juncture. If they're the ones controlling Helmosuin, the necessary telegram exchange might very well happen … With the governor-general's office, the Rouen military, and the Church of the Storm not paying attention to or even accepting this technology, this is an extremely safe method. Therefore, there's a high chance that Admiral of Blood and company didn't change the frequency and password after Old Quinn's death … Anyway, I'll give it a try. After deliberating, Klein did not waste any time. He returned to the real World and busied himself with preparing for the Bestowment Ceremony.
After getting the radio transceiver into the room, he did not use it immediately. Instead, he took out the ritual dagger and created a wall of spirituality to seal the room.
He was dispersing the "smell" of the gray fog!
To him, it wasn't that troublesome to determine which faction was controlling Helmosuin. He could directly use the gray fog's aura to connect to Arrodes and obtain an effective answer. However, the problem was that it was too close to the last question and answer session. The frequent appearance of the scent might be noticed by the True Creator, Primordial Demoness, and other evil gods. It was extremely unsafe.
Therefore, Klein was cautious and decided to rely on himself.
After seven or eight minutes, when he felt that the "smell" had mostly dissipated, he deactivated the wall of spirituality, operated the radio transceiver, and began monitoring.
After an unknown period of time, the corresponding frequency suddenly appeared!
Klein suppressed the joy in his heart and seriously took notes. Then, he flipped open the codebook that he had previously used divination to recreate and interpreted it accordingly.
Soon, he wrote a line of words on the note:
"32 Black Pepper Avenue, 7 AM tomorrow."
Indeed, the one controlling Helmosuin is Admiral of Blood and company. There might be a powerhouse from Rose School involved in this … Klein immediately made a judgment.
This wasn't a confirmation based on the contents of the telegram, but a simple inference from the telegram's existence itself.
If it had nothing to do with Admiral of Blood and company, they wouldn't have so coincidentally received or sent a telegram that involved the streets of Bayam on such a night!
"Does this telegram mean that we should meet at 32 Black Pepper Avenue before 7 am tomorrow? Or could it be that Helmosuin and Silver Coin Viper Oder are currently hiding there and are reporting their location to Admiral of Blood and giving them the corresponding time? Klein thought for a moment and immediately returned above the gray fog. Combining the information he had obtained, he wrote down a divination statement:
"Turani von Helmosuin's present location."
Holding the piece of paper and leaning back in his chair, Klein repeatedly muttered the contents as he entered a dream through Cogitation.
In the hazy world, he saw an underground hall with countless gas wall lamps.
Inside the hall was a massive and complicated machine. It was made up of copper pillars, control rods, connecting arms, and countless tightly packed gears. It took up two-thirds of the space.
A thin elder with messy white hair wrapped in a thick coat paced in front of the machine. From time to time, he would toss a candy into his mouth and crunch it loudly.
"No, it shouldn't be called a difference engine. It's a cute fellow that can analyze problems and calculate answers according to a set process. Yes, its name has to be Analyzer!" The elder kept muttering to himself as Klein's vision extended upwards, out of the underground hall, and into the building above.
It was a three-story villa with a garden and lawn. There was a house number hanging outside with the words:
"32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
Indeed, it's there … Klein opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.
Then, he began to ponder over how to deal with it.
Such a great scientist is useless to me. Instead, he's a source of trouble. I can't just leave him above the gray fog, so there's no need to take action personally. Take him away … Hmm, hand the information to the Rouen military or the Church of the Storm? This can effectively prevent Rose School from gaining any benefits. However, there's a faction in the military that's likely connected to the mastermind behind the Great Smog of Baekeland. It's not a good thing for Helmosuin to fall into their hands … The Church of the Storm is also famous for being impulsive. A sudden attack might send the great scientist to meet the deity he believes in … After careful consideration, Klein gradually came up with a bold idea.
That was to put the matter out in the open and make Turani von Helmosuin's existence and affiliation no longer a secret to the Rouen military or the various Churches. This would effectively ensure that the great scientist's abilities were used by the Rouen Kingdom itself and not any faction!
Checks and balances are key … Klein muttered with a smile. He beckoned with his hand and summoned the Sea God Scepter.
To him in the past, to make the matter public and in the open, he could only carefully distribute flyers throughout the city. But now, he had a simpler and more effective method!
After choosing a praying believer, Klein zoomed out and took in the scene within a five-kilometer radius.
Then, with the help of the Sea God Scepter, he grasped the surrounding wind!
After calming down a little, Klein sank his psyche into the scene. He changed his voice and hoarsely said,
"Helmosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
Whoosh!
In Bayam, the howling of the wind intensified as it blew in every direction. It was accompanied by a hoarse but sonorous voice:
"Helmosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
"Helmosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
…
This voice quickly spread throughout Bayam, as though it was a city-wide broadcast.
Silver Coin Viper Oder was wearing a cloak and pretending to be Helmosuin. He was hiding in the slums that were crowded with houses and people. From time to time, he would appear to guide MI9 and the police officers under the governor-general's office.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew past, pouring a voice into his ears:
"Helmosuin is at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!"
… What? As the voice reverberated, Oder was stunned and shocked. In a moment of carelessness, he fell from the roof and was nearly seriously injured.
Behind the Cathedral of Waves, in a building near the governor-general's office, Jaan Kottman and Robert Davis heard the voice in the wind.
Their first reaction was to look up into the sky before casting their gazes towards the city where Black Pepper Avenue was.
After the broadcast, Klein threw the Sea God Scepter into the junk pile in a good mood and returned to the real World.
He wasn't in a hurry to move the radio transceiver above the gray fog. Instead, he left it there and continued monitoring the radio waves.
This way, even if Rose School has a powerhouse lurking in Bayam, they won't dare appear. Heh heh, and no matter who succeeds, they will ultimately be stopped by public opinion and handed over to the country! Unfortunately, I don't like to write in a diary like the Emperor. Otherwise, I could write: I did another good deed today! Klein sighed silently, took off his coat, and went to bed. He didn't care what happened next. After all, it had nothing to do with him.
After sleeping for an unknown period of time, he suddenly woke up and sat up. Then, he heard knocking sounds at the door.
Who could it be? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night … I'm John Yoder now … Klein wore Creeping Hunger, took out Death Knell from under his pillow, and came to the door.
The visitor's appearance quickly surfaced in his mind. It was a thin man with gray and messy hair. He was wearing a cotton jacket and a tweed coat. He was throwing a coffee-colored candy into his mouth.
Turani von Helmosuin!
F * * k! Why would he come to me? I'm just an ordinary John Yoder! Also, how did he escape the pursuit of a demigod? Klein's first reaction was to tell the other party that he had knocked on the wrong door, but he held back and asked,
However, he held back and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Helmosuin smiled weakly.
"I noticed you in the Seaweed Bar, but I didn't have the chance to look for you.
"Heh heh, my life has come to an end, so I've been thinking of many things recently.
"Please allow me to introduce myself. You can address me as Orange Light Hilarion."
Orange Light Hilarion? Klein was first taken aback before he asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter?"
Helmosuin chuckled.
"I'm here to warn you to be careful of the Mother Tree of Desire!"
He paused and said, "I'm here to remind you to be careful of the Mother Tree of Desire!"
He paused and said, "Alright.
It's time for me to leave. I'm about to die and return to the spirit world.
"Do you have any enemies here?"
"Why do you ask?" Klein asked in confusion.
Helmosuin coughed and said, "I can go to his door and die quietly.
"I can go to his door and die in peace. That way, you will have succeeded in your revenge."
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