The person who was most interested in Cuarón's suicide was none other than Justice Audrey. However, she had long noticed that Magicians Fors was curious about this matter. Hence, she didn't ask anything and maintained her sitting posture, patiently waiting for the bestselling author to speak.
In just a second or two, Fors looked at the edge of the table in front of The World Gehrman Sparrow and said after some deliberation, "That's not the case.
She deliberated and said, "What's the truth?"
Klein had already rehearsed how to describe it in his mind. Without any hesitation, he made The World say, "The mastermind behind this is very likely the royal family's consultant, Hvin Rambis.
"The mastermind might very well be the royal family's consultant, Hvin Rambis. He likely has another identity — a councilor of the Psychology Alchemists."
When she heard the first half of the sentence, the image of a genial elder naturally surfaced in Audrey's mind. This gentleman was from a noble family and had graduated from the University of Perth. He had profound knowledge and outstanding views, and he had been a consultant to the royal family for more than ten years. He was widely recognized as a scholar, a good man, and a gentleman.
Audrey had previously suspected that Cuarón's suicide might have been a result of the royal family's influence, but she never expected that the mastermind would be the gentle, kind, and humorous Hvin Rambis!
When The World, German Sparrow, revealed the gentleman's other identity, she could no longer contain her shock and surprise.
Hvin Rambis is a Beyonder? A councilor of the Psychological Alchemy Board?
This also means that he might be a demigod … I've seen him many times, but I've never thought that he would be related to the mysterious World. I've always believed that he was a pure scholar, a scholar with broad horizons …
And if Mr. World's investigations weren't misguided, it's really hard for me to imagine that Hvin Rambis, who is known to be willing to help others, would be so indifferent to a life. He would coldly cause a child to lose his father, a wife to lose her husband, and parents to lose their son … He usually acts so cultured and loving … Hmm, politics is dirtier than I imagined. Same goes for the royal family …
Speaking of which, I've never met a councilor of the Psychological Alchemy Board, nor have I come into contact with their upper echelons. I never expected that this secret organization isn't much different from cults like the Aurora Order or the Charismatic Order … It's still better for us, Tarot. Mr. Fool is always stopping or destroying the plans of evil gods and devils …
As Audrey's thoughts raced, The Hanging Man Alger acutely caught the scent of gunpowder hidden in Baekeland's politics. He felt that the various factions were entangled, and there were many secrets mixed together, forming a huge barrel of dynamite that could explode at any moment.
The nobles, the royal family, the Church of the Storm, the Church of Evernight, the Church of Steam, the newly rich, the commoners on the edge of a cliff, the lowest class living miserable lives … The change of the times is so obvious that I actually didn't realize it clearly before. I simply believed from the Zillinges's words and the "evidence" he provided that an era in which the old gods are gone and new gods are emerging. The tides of history are surging and irreversible … Amidst Alger's silent sigh, he seemed to see the towering Gothic bell tower and the Bell of Order hanging on it.
And around this famous object, air currents formed and the light dimmed, as though a storm was brewing.
In a daze, Alger suddenly had another thought:
The ones emerging might not be new gods. Perhaps there are ancient gods that have returned from an even more distant era …
He instinctively glanced at the end of the long bronze table before quickly retracting his gaze. His heart was in turmoil, and he found it difficult to calm down.
At this moment, he inexplicably felt that his previous ambitions and goals were too small. He only wanted to become the archbishop of the Church of the Storm and become a saint. He wanted to have the right to speak in the entire World and secretly direct many things.
Since the old gods are gone and new gods are emerging, and Mr. Fool is returning to "His" throne in the astral world, why can't I consider becoming an angel?
Only at this level can I complete a qualitative change in my life form and live for a long time. Only then can I stand above all living beings and lead a large organization, controlling the power at the level of the World!
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, The Hanging Man Alger trembled in a way that others couldn't detect. His heart spewed out excitement.
Cattleya made the connection to Queen Mystic's whereabouts in the past two months. She felt that she had spent most of her time in Baekeland.
Is there really something that's going to happen in Baekeland? When I write this letter, I can try asking and see what the Queen will answer … Cattleya nudged the thick glasses on her nose bridge and glanced at Miss Justice and the other members of Baekeland.
Magicians Fors knew some of the details of Cuarón's suicide. She knew that the victim had acted on his own the entire time and wasn't controlled. She also knew that the witnesses firmly believed that all of this was caused by Dawn Dantès. The comparison between this and the actual situation made her feel a strong fear towards the councilor of the Psychology Alchemists. She didn't want to one day discover that her thoughts and preferences were instilled into her by someone else.
How is this different from a puppet? Mid- and High-Sequence Beyonders of the Spectator pathway are truly terrifying … However, this is good writing material. In the field of psychology, there's hypnosis to begin with … In my next book, I want to write about a sick female lead who falls in love with a gentleman and uses hypnosis to make him fall in love with her. At the end, she realizes that the gentleman is a master hypnotist … Fors opened her mouth before closing it again. She didn't ask anything about Hvin Rambis because she didn't know this royal family consultant.
The main reason why Klein shared the matter regarding Hvin Rambis was to remind Miss Justice to be careful and wary of this Psychological Alchemy councilor. At that moment, seeing that his goal had been accomplished, he said, "There's one more thing.
Help me keep an eye on Qonas Kilgor. He's the deputy director of MI9. On the surface, he's only a Sequence 5, but in fact, he's a demigod of the Black Emperor pathway. He has rather strong spiritual perception and is very sensitive to the gazes of others. "
Qonas Kilgor … Audrey repeated the name inwardly and realized that she didn't have any impression of this gentleman.
Either I don't have much interaction with his social circle, and even if I happen to bump into him, I'll only nod and not ask who he is, or he keeps a very low profile and doesn't often attend such gatherings … If there's a chance, I'll ask Kance. He's from MI9, so he definitely knows this superior … Audrey wasn't too surprised that Qonas claimed to be a Sequence 5, but in fact, he was a demigod. From her point of view, it was common for intelligence agencies to have such situations.
The Hanging Man Alger and Cattleya had more or less heard of Qonas Kilgor, a high-ranking member of MI9, but they lacked a deeper understanding of him. At that moment, all they could do was update the information in their minds, reminding themselves to be especially careful when encountering matters related to him in the future.
Seeing that Mr. World had nothing to share, Sun didn't wait for Mr. The Hanging Man to ask.
He took the initiative to say, "I've made a new friend."
He paused for a moment before getting to the main point.
"The area he patrols includes the former Chief's mausoleum. He told me that the six-member council hasn't opened the door that leads underground. However, in the cracks in the outer layer of the mausoleum, there are dense and strange plants growing out. They look like human hair."
The six-member council has three demigods. Even if some of them are out exploring and aren't in the City of Silver, the other three are likely to wield a powerful Sealed Artifact or Graze evil spirits. They have strength close to that of a demigod. They've worked together for so many days, but they haven't managed to open the former Chief's mausoleum … This means that there's a huge problem … Also, what's the reason for the plants that look like human hair? Questions surfaced in Klein's mind as he waited for Mr. The Hanging Man to ask Little Sun.
He knew that the other party would definitely ask.
After listening quietly, The Hanging Man Alger frowned slightly before relaxing his brows.
He deliberated and said, "Apart from this, are there any other abnormalities?
He deliberated and said, "Is the person in charge of opening the mausoleum that Shepherd Elder Lovia?"
"It's not only her. The Chief is there as well, as are the other two Elders," Sun replied seriously. "There's nothing abnormal about the rest for the time being."
Alger nodded and said, "Very good.
Maintain this state and establish contact with more people. Pay close attention to the changes in the mausoleum. "
Having been praised, Derrick hurriedly nodded.
After exchanging some other matters, the gathering naturally turned into a learning session. Magicians Fors originally wanted to ask what the Pharaoh mummy could be used for, but after glancing at The World German Sparrow, she shut her mouth.
After the gathering ended, Klein, who had returned to the real World, turned on the tap, washed his face and palms, and patiently waited for night to fall.
When the time came, he would take a military airship to Desi Bay.
…
Southern Continent, Behrens Harbor.
As the Golden Dream was cruising south of the Fog Sea, it didn't take Dhaniz a few days to arrive at the northernmost port of West Balam.
He wore a dark-colored cloak and carried a suitcase. He wore the Sun Brooch on the inside of his clothes, and he carried an iron-black boxing glove. He was sweating profusely as he walked along the dock's road. He felt like he was armed to the teeth, and he was much stronger than before.
After leaving the dock, Dhaniz looked around and reached out to stop a carriage.
The carriage driver looked at him and spat out a series of words:
"% # @&& * (() () …"
What is he saying … Dhaniz looked at him blankly. After a few seconds, he recalled something.
He didn't understand the local Dutanese at all!
And back when he came to West Balam, he didn't need to worry about not being able to understand because of his captain, a linguistic expert, leading him.
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