Inside the building where the Loen Relic Search and Preservation Foundation was located, Audrey, whose mind was racing, blinked her eyes and paid attention to her minute expressions and body movements. She drew a crimson moon on her chest in a half-serious manner and sighed.
"This is truly a tragedy. May their souls rest in peace."
The reason why she had guessed that the archaeological team was a member of the Psychological Alchemy was because she had once accepted a mission to help the organization obtain a notebook from Associate Professor Michel during the Twenty Year War. And this notebook belonged to Hartlark Village's former knight, Lindelila.
Back then, Audrey had sought Mr. Fool's help and relied on magic mirror divination to confirm the origins of the notebook. She discovered that it was closely related to the village that worshiped dragons. As she knew that there was a mind dragon that could hide in the sea of collective subconscious, she ultimately chose to hand the notebook over to the Psychological Alchemy due to her lack of Sequence and strength.
This also meant that the secret organization of the Psychological Alchemy had a high chance of locking onto Hartlark Village through the notebook and heading there to search for their target.
There was another reason that led Audrey to make this judgment. It was the strange mental illness that the members of the archaeological team had suffered from. It was contagious like a plague, causing the surrounding people to go crazy one after another.
In the real world, mental illnesses had a chance of being hereditary, but it was almost impossible to infect others. But in the field of mysticism, in the World of Spirit and Consciousness, chaotic and crazy minds could indeed infect targets through mediumship, dreams, and subconscious influence!
And in Hartlark Village, there was a mind dragon that had lived for an unknown number of years!
The Psychological Alchemy found Hartlark Village through the notebook, and the threatened mind dragon used an ingenious method to corrupt their minds? "He" might've done this through the sea of collective subconscious … The Beyonder World is really dangerous. Such a small team, with a few Beyonders selected, ended their lives in such an absurd and simple manner … As Audrey thought about it, she was glad that she had made a sufficiently rational choice back then. She hadn't willfully taken the Knight's notebook and explored Hartlark Village. Otherwise, there was a high chance that she would be added to the list of people who had gone mad.
Thank you to Mr. Fool, thank you to the members of the Tarot, thank you to the Zillinges who infiltrated in disguise. Although I don't have any actual experience in mysticism, I still know that there are too many dangers lurking in here. I have to be sufficiently cautious and careful … Audrey silently thanked them.
At this moment, recalling her performance when she first joined the Tarot, she wished she could bury her face in the pillow and shout to herself in her heart,
"Audrey, how could you be so naive and childish back then!
"It's only because you met Mr. Fool. If it were any other secret existence, you would've long become a lunatic or a monster!
"Mr. Fool is really a good person! No, he's a very good orthodox god! "
Seeing Miss Audrey remain silent for a long time, Associate Professor Michel nodded solemnly.
"Yes, this is a tragedy that scares people.
"I only hope that the government has dealt with this matter and not let the contagious mental illness turn into a plague."
Don't worry, unless that mind dragon loses control and plans to challenge the three Churches, there won't be any more people infected by the mental illness … Audrey silently replied.
From her point of view, the official Beyonders had already taken over the matter. After all, contagious mental illnesses would naturally be handed over.
Therefore, the dragon emblem in the glass display cabinet must've been donated to the foundation after they had confirmed that there were no problems. The police department didn't have the authority to do so!
On the one hand, Audrey felt a strong sense of sympathy for the archeological team that was suspected to be members of Psychological Alchemy, as though she had personally experienced the tragedy. On the other hand, she was curious if the mind dragon was still in Hartlark or the nearby villages.
Hiding in the sea of collective subconscious with a corporeal body should be difficult to discover and find … However, the three Churches have a long history. In the Fourth Epoch or even earlier, they must've interacted with the mind dragon. Perhaps there are corresponding records that have been passed down … Furthermore, Psychological Alchemy is in control of the Spectator pathway and has High-Sequence Beyonders. Their understanding of the sea of collective subconscious isn't much weaker than the mind dragon. After their initial exploration failed tragically due to a lack of information, the team they sent must be very powerful … Hmm, although that mind dragon is stronger than Psychological Alchemy's expectations, it wouldn't stay in place and wait for others to find it. It should've already left … Audrey speculated based on what she knew.
She didn't have any intention of heading to Hartlark village to investigate the truth, because she knew that her present strength wasn't enough to deal with the mind dragon.
Her only plan at the moment was to mention this matter at the Tarot next week and see if the other members could provide sufficient valuable information. For example, was it because of the tradition of dragon worship that the mind dragon could directly enter the sea of collective subconscious to live, or was it because the mind dragon lived in the sea of collective subconscious, causing the surrounding people to dream of it and subconsciously be influenced, resulting in the tradition of dragon worship?
…
On Friday afternoon, Klein held the guest list for tomorrow night's ball as he seriously memorized the topics he needed to talk about with the different guests.
When meeting Member of Parliament Macht, I have to praise the recent air in Baekeland. I have to exchange pleasantries with Professor Portland Moment, and I can crack a few jokes related to the Royal Academy of Sciences … As Klein memorized them one by one, he suddenly heard a stacked illusory prayer.
A man … Based on the time, it's most likely Mr. The Hanging Man … Klein put down the piece of paper in his hand in thought and gulped down a mouthful of black tea. He got up and left the half-open room with the balcony, returning to the master bedroom's bathroom.
He took four steps counterclockwise and went above the gray fog. He discovered that the prayer was none other than The Hanging Man.
This gentleman had requested the great Fool to inform The World that he had already arrived at the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, the City of Generosity, Bayam. In another two days, he would have replenished his supplies before heading for the primitive island.
He got The World to make preparations ahead of time to prevent him from making it in time. He also indicated that if The Hanging Man didn't have a good way to head to the primitive island, he could arrange for The World to secretly board the Blue Avenger.
To board the Blue Avenger and bring a group of sailors from the Church of the Storm to the vicinity of the primitive island? How long can the Sanguine anesthetic gas he bought from Emlyn last? Is there enough time to explore? Klein thought for a moment and conjured The World German Sparrow, making him pray piously.
"… There's no need to go through so much trouble.
"You should be able to move about freely in Bayam. Tonight at midnight, at the cemetery outside the city.
"Before that, replenish your supplies."
…
In a hotel in Bayam.
Alger frowned slightly as he listened to The World German Sparrow's words.
In the City of Generosity, he could indeed move about freely. This was because the sailors were in a rush to head to the Red Theater and other places. They definitely wouldn't return tonight, and after they woke up in the day, they would definitely gamble a few rounds and indulge themselves to vent the depression and misery of being at sea for an extended period of time.
This also meant that even if Alger disappeared for a day or night, he wouldn't be discovered.
… Does The World mean to make use of this gap? This is indeed better than using the Sanguine anesthetic gas. This method has already been used twice. Perhaps someone has already suspected something and is waiting to verify it … But without a ship, how am I to head to the primitive island … Uh, Leymano's Travels? Miss Magicians mentioned that it records the Beyonder power of Teleportation. However, there's only one page. That's definitely not enough for a round trip … With his powerful imagination, Alger vaguely guessed what The World German Sparrow was planning on doing, but he believed that it lacked the necessary conditions.
With this question in mind, he found his contact with the Resistance and replenished a batch of Storm charms made from white tin.
At eleven at night, Alger silently left the hotel and followed the shadows of the streets as he headed out of the city.
He wasn't worried that the sailors would discover that he wasn't around when they returned. This was because he also had physical needs. It was possible that he had slept in the bed of a lady in the Red Theater and couldn't bear to return. And there were many similar brothels in Bayam. Furthermore, there were quite a number of street ladies. It wasn't as though confirming that there was no one in the Red Theater meant that something was wrong with him.
After leaving Bayam, Alger walked on a narrow path that couldn't be used by carriages as he headed for the mountainous region by the sea.
Suddenly, his gaze froze as he discovered a problem.
Under the illumination of the crimson moonlight, a mountain that should've been there had vanished!
And correspondingly, beneath it, there were piles of rocks and no vegetation. The terrain had nearly completely changed!
This … Alger had previously come from the Resistance's private harbor, so he didn't have the chance to pay attention to the mountain here. Therefore, he only noticed the anomaly now!
The mountain collapsed? It actually collapsed? Right, there was indeed a newspaper report that Bayam had suffered a shallow earthquake. The power was concentrated in the mountains outside the city … Also, the deacon of the Church mentioned that German Sparrow had nearly destroyed Bayam, and that matter involved a demigod … The timing of the two events is very close … Could it be caused by German Sparrow? He triggered a demigod-level battle, but he managed to escape and kill Admiral of Blood in passing? Alger's pupils dilated as his footsteps slowed down and came to a halt.
He suddenly understood why the Church of the Storm placed so much importance on German Sparrow and why they had issued a bounty of 50,000 pounds!
In the undamaged cemetery up ahead, a cold wind blew out. It surged towards Alger in the silent night, making him tremble involuntarily.
At this moment, Alger's heart stirred as he turned his head and looked behind him.
In the dark environment under a giant tree, a silhouette quickly outlined itself.
The figure pressed down on his top hat and slowly raised his head, revealing a thin face with deep contours and dark brown eyes that didn't contain any emotion. It was none other than German Sparrow.
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