Chapter 38 Brazen

Summoning a messenger... As the "judgement" of the Tarot Society, a member of MI9, Xio understands what a messenger refers to, and knows that the middle level of the Spiritual Cult Order uses messengers extensively.

Before she had time to ask for more details, she saw Forsi walking towards the guest room on the first floor with her feet faltering and her eyes blank. She said in a rather erratic voice:

"Let me sleep for a while, I'll talk about something later."

She fell asleep until the next morning, awakened from a deep dream by the smell of meat.

"Dixie Pie?" Fors rubbed her eyes, walked out of the room, and saw that the food was already set on the table.

"Yes." Xio came out of the bathroom, "The one on the corner is not bad."

Fors said "hmm" twice, and sat down at the dining table, quickly picked up the Dixie pie, and stuffed it into her mouth.

After eating one and taking a sip of sweet iced tea, she sighed contentedly:

"That's life.

"Oops, I forgot to brush my teeth..."

After busy cleaning, she finally regained her ability to think, looked at Xio suspiciously and said:

"MI9 didn't suspect that you quietly became a 'judge'?"

"They thought it was the reward from the power that ordered me back then." Xio said what he had heard.

Forsi brushed her hair, smiled and said:

"That's right, let them ask the Church of Evernight."

Then she covered her mouth and yawned:

"I'm going to summon that messenger."

After this period of "recording", her verbal address for someone has evolved from Gehrman Sparrow and Mister "World" to "that".

On the one hand, it is to show respect, on the other hand, it is to fear that someone will eavesdrop.

Hearing his friend's words, Xio glanced left and right, and asked in a slightly confused way:

"Aren't you going to arrange a ceremony?"

She remembered that summoning the messenger required ritual.

"This is just one of the methods. The one asked me to use another." Forsi looked at her clothes, and found that she hadn't had time to change them last night, and she was already wrinkled from sleep.

Thinking of seeing the messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her appearance, hurried back to the bedroom on the second floor, and changed into a beige long dress with a ruffled collar.

Getting ready, she raised her right hand in front of Xio, and grabbed it forward, as if trying to squeeze something out of the air.

In her eyes, an illusory book was condensed and formed, flipped quickly, and stopped on one of the pages.

In the next second, her arm sank, and a figure was dragged out of the void.

This is Gehrman Sparrow wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black wool overcoat.

succeeded? This is the second time I've tried... I just tried yesterday and failed... Forsi's eyes widened suddenly, as if she wanted to accommodate more light and see more clearly.

She knew that what was summoned was an image from the pores of history, so she wasn't too nervous at this moment. On the contrary, Xio subconsciously held her breath and watched Gehrman Sparrow's projection warily, unable to tell whether it was real or not.

She still remembers the achievements of this crazy adventurer.

Forsi actually summoned Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldn't it be his messenger? Can Gehrman Sparrow come as a summoned object? One question after another popped up in Xio's mind.

Just when Fors didn't know what to do next, Gehrman Sparrow's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes suddenly became agile, no longer dull and stagnant, giving people a feeling of coming alive a feeling of.

Immediately afterwards, he took out an exquisite silver-white harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew it.

There was no sound coming out, but the surroundings instantly became rather gloomy and cold, with gusts of piercing wind blowing.

Then, a lady wearing a gloomy and complicated long dress with four blond hair and red eyes came out of the void, and her eight eyes looked at Gehrman Sparrow at the same time.

Gehrman Sparrow nodded slightly, pointed at Forsi and said:

"This lady needs to go to the depths of the spirit world to set up four special coordinates, please help her."

"Alright..." Reinette Tinekerr said with one of her heads bobbing up and down.

Gehrman Sparrow didn't say any more, as he approached the window, he made the glove on his left palm transparent.

His figure quickly disappeared and "teleported" out of the house.

Gone... Gone... The historical pore image I summoned just left by itself? Fors watched with her mouth slightly open, as if she was experiencing a farce.

According to her understanding, the summoned things should be able to be driven by herself, how could she leave by herself after explaining a word.

Could it be that the images in the historical pores have the same personality as the person... No, this is simply like the arrival of Gehrman Sparrow himself... Fors glanced at Xio and found that she was just as confused.

At this moment, Fors suddenly shuddered, as if some kind of extremely terrifying creature was following her.

She turned her head subconsciously, and found that Gehrman Sparrow's messenger was looking at her with eight red eyes, sizing it up carefully.

As scary as Gehrman Sparrow... Fors smiled and said:

"... I'm sorry to trouble you."

At this time, Reinette Tinekerr's four blond-haired and red-eyed heads spoke in turn:

"Need..." "Pay..." "Eight hundred..." "Gold coins..."

Also, there is still a fee? Fors opened her mouth slightly again, not knowing how to respond.

After a few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active, and she calculated her savings:

After borrowing 2,400 pounds to Hugh, there was originally 780 pounds left... During this period of time, the expenses were not small, but the previous royalties were still in the account one after another, plus some other income and the 300 pounds returned by Hugh, the total was 1,258 pounds... enough……

Forsi was about to open her mouth to agree immediately, but she immediately discovered a problem:

"All gold coins?"

Reinette Tinekerr shook her four heads slightly and said:

"Yes..." "You..." "Yes..." "I owe..."

Sure enough, they all want gold coins... I remember that Mister "World" has been trying to collect gold coins for a while, and exchange them for gold coins... also to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his courier is so complicated... Uh, Mister "World" should still have a lot of gold coins, I can just ask him to exchange 800 of them... Fors secretly heaved a sigh of relief:

"OK."

After agreeing, she saw a head in the hand of the headless messenger raised up, biting the clothes on her shoulders.

The surrounding colors became richer and brighter, the red became redder, the black became blacker, and the white became whiter.

Reinette Tinekerr led Fors through a similar scene without distinguishing between east, west, north, up, down, left, right, and arrived at a place that seemed to be filled with light mist in a short time.

In the depths of the fog, one eye after another seemed to look over, but quickly shrank back.

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When "Magician" Fors summoned Gehrman Sparrow's projection from the historical pore to Backlund, Klein's body immediately entered the fog of history and rushed all the way to the first era.

His consciousness then came alive in that projection, reducing Forsi's consumption.

In this way, Klein returned to Backlund indirectly, which is why he asked Ms. Magician to use this complicated method to summon the messenger.

As for the messenger summoned by the adventurer's harmonica, it is an objective existence and will not increase Forsi's spiritual burden. Even if Klein, the historical pore image, disappears, Reinette Tinekerr can still stay in reality if she wants to. world.

After a "teleportation", Klein's figure appeared in a secluded alley near St. Samuel's Church, and he used the ability of the "faceless man" to change his appearance and figure.

During this process, although there were still a few pedestrians in the alley, they were all affected by the illusion, and they did not notice that there was a sudden addition of a "companion".

Immediately afterwards, Klein straightened his clothes, pressed his hat, and walked quickly to St. Samuel's Church, and found a side seat in the large prayer hall.

After taking off his top hat and reciting his honorable name, he devoutly drew a crimson moon on his chest. Then, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed to the "Goddess of the Night" in a low voice:

"...I'm looking for traces of the Dark Demon Wolf's past, so as to grasp his specific situation..."

Speaking of this, Klein remembered that the Dark Demonic Wolf might be the former "colleague" of "Goddess of the Night", and they should have enough understanding of each other, so he hurriedly added:

"...I don't know if you can give me some enlightenment..."

He didn't wait for the response, kept a calm mind, and continued:

"...After finishing this matter, I plan to go east all the way to see if I can reach the Western Continent and see what the state is like there. I will also take this opportunity to jump out of Amon's pursuit and look for other possibilities..."

After praying, Klein tapped his chest clockwise four times again, and said in a low voice:

"Praise the goddess."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark night sky dotted with countless stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and there was an extra piece of information in his mind unconsciously.

That was information about the dark demonic wolf Kotal.

...Klein was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to himself until the starry sky in front of him completely disappeared, and sincerely praised the goddess again.

After leaving St. Samuel's Church, he used "squirming hunger" and another "teleportation" to arrive near the Holy Wind Cathedral in the Jowood District.

He wanted to pray to the Lord of Storms as well.

Looking up at the towering spire, Klein hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should really enter the headquarters of the Church of the Storms in Backlund Parish.

"I'm just an image in the pores of history. I'm not afraid... I won't lose anything if I pray. What if the 'Storm Lord' hears about Amon's situation and decides to give me '0-32'? In that case , I don’t have to take great risks to hunt dark demon wolves... One has to have some expectations!” Klein thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind.

He cautiously raised his hand, and recruited the "winner" Enyuni, who had not been parasitized by Amon, from the historical pore, and let the secret puppet walk into the Holy Wind Cathedral in his own image.

That is, a minute or two later, a dark cloud suddenly floated over Backlund, and there seemed to be a flash of silver-white lightning in the Holy Wind Cathedral, but no one noticed it.