Most of the houses in Kolain City were built along roads that spiraled upwards. Occasionally, there would be relatively flat and open areas that were squares or markets.
Klein carried his luggage, and with his spiritual intuition as a Seer, he randomly chose a direction and proceeded forward. Along the way, he searched for a relatively lively bar.
There weren't many carriages on the road, and it was rare to see one or two of them for hire. The most popular form of transportation in East Balam was a coffin. This stemmed from the custom of worshiping Death. It stemmed from the fact that people viewed coffins as objects that could bring peace and tranquility. Therefore, Klein would often see a few people carrying a black coffin by. The lid was much thinner than normal, as though it was a car door that could be casually opened.
Two people carrying it, four people carrying it, eight people carrying it, and horses or single-horned goats pulling it … Such customs are a little scary at night. Yes, it's not much better in the day. The entire city appears eerie … As Klein admired the "scenery" by the side of the road, he walked into a square. On the left was the cathedral of the Lord of Storms, and on the right were restaurants, bars, and other shops.
When he stopped, a coffin that was carried by four people was lowered down.
As the lid was opened, the passenger lying in the coffin stood up and stepped out. He was a Northern Continental-style gentleman in a white shirt and black vest.
The gentleman's formal attire remained on his arm until he left the coffin before it was draped over his body.
Then, Klein watched the gentleman head straight for the cathedral of the Lord of Storms and walk in.
This is truly a strange sense of incongruity … Doesn't the Church of the Storm always like to change the customs of the colonies and forcefully promote Rouen? Why don't they do the same in East Balam? It's because the Death pathway and the Evernight pathway are similar. Therefore, the Church of the Storm wishes to preserve some of the customs of Death's domain so as to restrain the spread of the Church of Evernight? Klein nodded in thought and turned towards the row of buildings on the right, preparing to enter one of the bars.
With this on-the-spot experience, he vaguely understood why the ancient clothing style of the Balam Empire was written in many history books.
They like to wear trousers, like the light type, and find creases beautiful … Isn't this so that it's convenient to go out and lie in a coffin? Klein smiled and shook his head. He pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar, squeezed past the drunkards, and walked towards the bar counter.
At that moment, the two military "stalkers" distanced themselves from Dawn Dantès for fear of being exposed. They had just walked to the door.
Seizing this brief moment of respite, Klein suddenly changed direction, slipping through the crowd like a fish and sprinting toward the back door of the bar.
Although he did not know Dutanese, he could read the signs and knew where the lavatory was and where the customers stopped.
After going around to the area where the door was out of sight, Klein shook his shoulders, quickly took off his jacket, and put it on the crook of his arm.
Then, he clamped his gold-inlaid cane, covered his face with his palms, slowed down his pace, and changed directions again, heading for the entrance of the bar.
When he was about ten meters away from where he had taken off his coat, Klein put down his right hand that was pressing against his face. His entire appearance had changed.
His white sideburns, deep eyes, and refined temperament had all disappeared, replaced with the appearance of a Rouen person that could be found everywhere in the Northern Continent.
Carrying his luggage and holding his cane, Klein walked steadily towards the two military "stalkers." As they looked around for Dawn Dantès, he brushed past them and left the bar.
Be it stalking or anti-stalking, they were the forte of a Faceless!
Returning to the square, Klein turned into a small alley that sloped to higher ground, intending to find a hotel somewhere else to stay.
As he walked on the secluded path, he suddenly heard a woman's terrified cries.
This voice only lasted for a short period of time before it came to an abrupt end.
Although he couldn't understand what the other party was shouting, Klein could sense the fear, fear, and panic. Hence, he took a wrong step and entered a narrower path without any pedestrians.
In less than ten seconds, he saw a brown-skinned local man in his thirties in a hidden corner. He had soft facial features and was pressing down on a girl who was at most thirteen or fourteen years old. He was violently assaulting her.
Klein took a glance, slowed down, and stopped in the shadows nearby.
At that moment, the girl's face was already distorted from extreme panic. However, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape. She even ended up getting beaten up.
Her tears and snot were flowing down her face. Her mouth was stuffed with a rag, so she could only whimper.
At that moment, she was surprised to discover that the bad guy's attempts to take off her clothes had slowed down.
"..." She didn't even have the time to consider what had happened. She subconsciously looked at the bad guy and saw that his eyes were wide open. The muscles on his face were slowly twitching, unable to form a complete expression. Then, his hands and feet twitched as he continued what he was doing just now, but he was easily dodged.
The girl instinctively pushed him, and it actually produced an excellent effect. She felt her body lighten as she hurriedly stood up and was about to escape. However, her legs couldn't help but go limp. After running a few steps, she tripped on a rock and nearly fell to the ground.
At that moment, she heard footsteps behind her. She became even more flustered, and her limbs turned flustered.
Right on the heels of that, the footsteps stopped.
The girl subconsciously looked back and saw the bad guy standing two meters away. His joints seemed to have rusted as he made all kinds of strange movements.
"What happened …" The little girl felt like she was dreaming.
The brown-skinned local struggled for a while before finally calming down. He revealed a smile and said in Dutanese,
He smiled and said in Dutanese, "If you encounter someone like me in the future, remember to run to the nearest cathedral or somewhere crowded."
The girl was taken aback as she suddenly screamed and turned to run.
Subconsciously, she chose the direction of the cathedral.
After the secluded corner regained its peace, the brown-skinned local man turned his head to look at the nearby shadows and saw Klein walk out.
A new marionette … His body isn't strong enough, and his actions aren't agile enough. He also doesn't have any Beyonder powers, and he looks rather ferocious. Apart from knowing Dutanese, there's nothing good about him. Klein made a simple assessment inwardly. If it wasn't for the fact that he's committing evil deeds and that I don't know the local language, I would really want to bury him.
He couldn't help but compare this to the marionette from before, Admiral of Blood Señor.
Señor is a Wraith. He can do Mirror Leap and can hide in the reflection of a gold coin, so there's no need to worry about being seen … He also has a Wraith Shriek and the ability to possess bodies. He's a perfect match with a marionettist …
Most importantly, he also knows Dutanese …
Comparing this marionette to him is the difference between a penny and 42000 pounds.
I wonder what his name is. I can only use my powers to sense superficial thoughts, but I'm unable to read deeper memories. Unless I encounter someone or something familiar, causing the spirit to undergo a corresponding change, "spitting out" more information … I'll call him Ah Fu, no, Oaf.
Klein rubbed his temples and sighed. Before the girl attracted the clergymen, he left the area with his new marionette, Oaf.
Before long, with the help of his marionette's translation, he found a random inn in the area where Kolain City's prosperity and backwardness intersected. He didn't need to provide any identification documents, even though Klein had changed his appearance to that of a typical native on the way.
It's even more lacking in effective administrative management than the colonies at sea … Klein put down his luggage and threw most of the cash he had on him above the gray fog, leaving only fifty pounds for his daily expenses.
At the same time, as he had already traversed the Berserk Sea, he didn't need to worry about any anomalies. He took out the copper whistle and iron cigar case from the mysterious space above the gray fog, making it easier for Mr. Aztec to locate him when he came over.
After busying himself with these matters, he, who had already had his dinner on the liner, was immediately free. He decided to make the best use of his time and search for his second marionette.
As for how he was going to do it, Klein, who didn't know much about the situation in Kolain City, planned on using his specialty as a Seer and using mysticism methods to search!
After leaving the inn with Oaf, Klein snapped a branch from the Donningsman Tree and used it as a dowsing rod. He skillfully meditated and whispered, "That's right.
He skillfully muttered in Cogitation, "The location of my new marionette."
In the silent environment, pairs of indifferent eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier between illusion and reality as they simultaneously focused on the dowsing rod.
The branch fell down and pointed in a direction.
After proceeding forward for a while and divining once, Klein followed the revelation he received. After making several turns, he arrived at a steep staircase.
This staircase connected several levels of Kolain. One had to look up to see the top, but at that moment, there was no one.
The revelation from the divination is indeed here … Why isn't there anyone? Because I didn't do the divination above the gray fog, the outcome isn't accurate? But, I'm a Sequence 5 Marionettist after all. My divination abilities are definitely one of the best below High-Sequence Beyonders … Klein frowned slightly as he surveyed the area, but he didn't find any targets.
After some thought, he walked to the staircase and sat in the shadows at the bottom. He didn't have much confidence and felt extremely bored as he waited.
After a few minutes, he stood up again and got Oaf to sit in his previous spot.
Then, Klein opened up a distance and hid in a secret spot nearly two hundred meters away.
…
Kolain City, Lower Lip Zone.
Leonard Mitchell, Daly Simone, and company followed the Red Gloves team's captain, Sostel, to a street nearby.
Under the cover of the night, Sostel emphasized to all the operatives, "Our target this time is Ulika, who lives in Unit 13.
"Our target this time is Ulika, who lives in Unit 13. He's a rather important member of the Numinous Episcopate, and he's in charge of contacting the different teams in the Backlund region.
"Although all the intelligence indicates that he isn't a demigod, as a precaution, I still applied for a Sealed Artifact 1. Her Excellency, Goddess's Eye, is also prepared to provide assistance at any time.
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