Chapter 143 Not Everyday Life

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Looking at the little boy behind the altar and listening to his slightly hoarse voice, Derrick seemed to be facing the most terrifying monster and almost knocked out the "Hurricane Axe" in his hand.

In his common sense, those who can survive in pure darkness for so long are definitely not human beings. Even if they were once, they will definitely not be human beings after such a long time!

"Demon Hunter" Colin's eyes seemed to brighten a little more. He tightened his grip on the sword and asked in a calm voice:

"what are you doing here?"

The little boy with yellow hair who called himself Jack replied with a slightly painful expression:

“We are seeking the sanctuary of the Lord.”

"The Lord's sanctuary?" Colin asked.

"Yes." The little boy Jack turned his head and looked at the dark cross and the hanging figure. "They told me that as long as I go in the direction where the Lord is looking, and keep going, I can reach His sanctuary."

"Them? Do you have any companions?" Colin's eyes turned around on their own like some kind of monster, taking in all the surrounding situations. "Where are they?"

Hearing this question, the little boy Jack was obviously stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, he held his throat and said with a confused expression:

"I am so hungry……

"So hungry..."

While talking almost in sleep, the little boy Jack raised his head and looked at Joshua who was wearing red gloves.

"So hungry..."

He grinned all the way to the base of his ears. His white teeth were neat and thick, and slightly sticky saliva kept pouring out.

At the same time, he rushed out and pounced on Joshua in front, so fast that a broken image was still left on the spot.

Although Joshua was on high alert, he was a little unable to react at this time.

Before he could even see the process clearly, the little boy Jack rushed in front of him.

Boom!

The figure with fair hair seemed to have hit an invisible wall and stopped just one step away from Joshua.

The little boy Jack was stuck in the air, and a black and reddish light suddenly emerged from his body, corroding the transparent barriers blocking him.

Behind Joshua and Derrick, "Demon Hunter" Colin knelt down on one knee at some point and inserted the straight sword smeared with silver-grey ointment into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the entire area where the altar was located instantly brightened, as if filled with the purest morning light.

Colin suddenly drew his sword, and his figure split strangely, turning into overlapping afterimages scattered around the altar. Each figure raised the sword in his hand at the same time, combining with the nearby morning light, blooming brightly.

Whoosh whoosh!

A straight sword thrust out, and the light of the morning light gathered in a swarm, surrounding the little boy Jack from all directions. In the brilliance of the rising sun, the black and red figure quickly evaporated and was lost in the storm-like attack.

In the underground hall where the altar was located, the light became extremely bright, and Derrick Berg could not help but close his eyes.

He shook his head suddenly, woke up from his deep sleep, and saw the quietly burning fire in front of him and the team members guarding the camp dutifully.

"Demon Hunter" Colin, who was sitting cross-legged next to a stone pillar, opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Leave after 50 lightning strikes."

After hearing these words, Derrick looked up at the sky and found that the frequency of lightning had not increased significantly, and darkness was still the master of this land.

Thinking of the city-state he was about to arrive at and the temple of the fallen Creator, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

After spending some time to calm down, Derrick ate quickly and regained his fighting spirit.

He didn't know what would happen in that temple... Holding the "Hurricane Ax", he came to the middle of the team.

In the camp, lanterns covered with thin animal skins were lit one after another.

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Hillston District.

Klein, who walked for half an hour before returning to the city, returned home feeling exhausted physically and mentally. Fortunately, he didn't encounter any accidents along the way, and the evil spirit actually let them go.

After heating the hot water and adjusting the temperature, Klein took a comfortable bath and relieved himself of tension and fatigue.

With laziness after bathing, he walked four steps backward and entered above the gray mist, intending to use divination to confirm the evil spirits.

Considering that he exposed the gray mist in front of the evil spirit, but the other party did not react or ask questions, Klein boldly guessed that the other party could not directly notice the gray mist like Edward Vaughn.

The strength of the evil spirit can be compared with Mr. Azik. When he was still in Tingen, he boldly divined Mr. Azik without the other party noticing. So the divination may not be as good as Mr. Azik. The evil spirits should not be dangerous.

He had just survived a desperate situation. If he couldn't quickly confirm the other party's status and attitude towards him, Klein might not be able to eat.

In the silent ancient palace, Klein leaned back on his chair and thought seriously about what divination method to choose and how to design divination sentences. This must comply with the principles of occultism, cannot involve subdivision and exclusion, and must have enough information. information.

After a brief moment of stillness, Klein leaned forward, materialized a pen and paper, and wrote down what he wanted to confirm:

"The evil spirit we encountered by chance had strong ill intentions towards Sharon and me."

Klein took off the pendulum from his left wrist, held it with one hand, and began to meditate.

After whispering repeatedly, he opened his eyes and looked forward.

This time, the citrine pendant is rotating clockwise normally.

This shows that the evil spirit is more malicious than Klein imagined.

At that time, Miss Sharon and I had no abnormal spiritual intuition... That evil spirit is also a powerful person who interferes with divination and prophecy... From his initial speech, we can feel that he is indeed murderous towards us, but After confirming that I had a relationship with Mr. Azik and gained his attention, I stopped... In other words, Mr. Azik is stronger than I thought, and this evil spirit is not what Sharon and I imagined. So terrifying, but also easy enough to kill us... Klein sighed, returned to the real world, and lay down on his bed.

It's a pity that the heat brought by the "sun brooch" is only a psychological feeling and cannot warm the bed... Before going to sleep, he closed his eyes and thought regretfully.

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Monday morning, 9 Second Avenue, Joe Wood District.

After a dreamless night, Klein slept comfortably until ten o'clock. When the sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the curtains and hit his eyelids, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a long yawn.

According to the scheduled plan, after completing all the "visits" on Saturday and Sunday, he decided to take a day off and wait until tomorrow to report the final results to Prince Edsac and hand over the task.

The Demon Angel seemed to be expelled from Backlund, and his life was saved. And he has become a faceless man. As long as he conceals his identity and stays away from Backlund, he can disappear without a trace in an instant like a drop of water falling into the sea.

Although he couldn't act too casual these days and offend the prince, and he couldn't go to the club to relax blatantly, he was very happy just to be able to rest comfortably at home.

Now is the long-lost moment of relaxation.

After lingering in the warm quilt for a few minutes, Klein put on his nightgown and got up. He washed himself, wiped his face with a towel, and exhaled in a good mood.

Walking out of the bathroom, looking at the clean and tidy living room and dining room, and looking at the sunlight penetrating the clouds shining on the transparent glass windows, showing golden patches, he seemed to feel that the haze in his heart for many days had been swept away. , and the mood became happy.

Reward yourself at noon and go out to find a good restaurant... Klein returned to the second floor and changed clothes.

Just as he was reading the newspaper and waiting for the wonderful lunch time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"It's almost the New Year, and there's still someone here to entrust a task?" Klein stood up and walked to the door, making up his mind to reject the other party.

In order to get rid of the royal family's strife, he must go to the south for a "vacation" as soon as possible and can no longer take on tasks.

To his surprise, the visitor was not a stranger, but Prince Edsac's old housekeeper.

The old butler wore a well-tailored long tuxedo and saluted without being arrogant or losing his status:

"Detective Moriarty, His Royal Highness is waiting for you in the carriage at the corner of the street. He would like to know the progress of the investigation."

So impatient? That's good, so as not to have to go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow... Klein quickly reorganized the rhetoric he had conceived last night in his mind, and responded calmly:

"OK."

He was about to take off the hat on the coat rack when his stomach suddenly hurt, as if he wanted to squat on the toilet.

After enduring it for a while, he found that he couldn't bear it anymore, and he said apologetically to the old housekeeper:

"I'm very sorry. I need to go to the bathroom first. My stomach doesn't feel right."

The old housekeeper didn't have any unusual expression:

"This is your freedom."

When Klein finished solving his emergency, he found that the old housekeeper was no longer there, and waiting outside was the maid with naturally curly brown hair.

"His Royal Highness the Prince asked me to apologize to you. He has something to do and cannot wait too long. Please go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow or the afternoon of the day after tomorrow." The maid saluted meticulously.

It's less than 10 minutes, I'm already as fast as possible... I usually hold the newspaper, and I can squat for a while... Klein smiled and said:

"no problem."

After receiving the response and completing the task, the maid immediately removed her burden and chuckled:

"Detective Moriarty, you missed that lady again."

"Huh?" Klein felt a little confused.

The maid lowered her voice and said: "That young lady is with His Highness the Prince this time. It was she who proposed to take a detour to visit you."

As a result, I missed it because of my stomachache? There's something wrong with this... Klein frowned slightly.

This repeated "coincidence" clearly pointed to something that impressed him deeply, and also recalled someone who was impossible to forget. This fact made Klein's relaxed mood clouded again. A layer of darkness.

But no matter what, we still have to eat.

Although his mood was a bit complicated, Klein still went out as planned and went to a restaurant he had been coveting for several days.

After finishing the sumptuous and delicious lunch, he did not choose to stay, and immediately returned to his residence, and skillfully headed above the gray fog, trying to verify his almost certain guess.

If you think about it carefully, Ince Zangwill is really bad. He holds a level 0 sealed object in his hand, but he always exposes his biggest characteristics and flaws. Even ordinary people can detect some abnormalities... If that maid also knew about 0-08 and the "coincidence", she must have discovered the problem with that lady a long time ago... She obviously has such a powerful sealed object, but her work and layout are so simple and without a city. It's hard to imagine. How on earth did he take 0-08 out of the sealing room of the Church of Night perfectly...

Groaning in his mind, Klein picked up the round-belly pen, paused for two seconds and wrote:

"I was involved in a series of coincidences created by the Sealed Artifact '0-08' again."

Putting down the dark red pen, Klein held the silver chain in his left hand and started the divination step by step.

At the end, he opened his eyes and looked at the pendulum close at hand.

The citrine pendant stood still, not rotating.

This indicates that the divination failed!

It may be that the conditions are insufficient and the divination cannot be made, or it may be that "0-08" has made a confrontation... In both cases, similar results will occur... Klein changed different sentences, pointing to different targets, but the divination finally ended. Failed.

He tapped the edge of the long mottled table with his fingers, hesitating whether to go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

If it is true that there is no "0-08" or similar power to arrange these things, then my sudden absconding will definitely arouse Prince Edsac's suspicion. No, absconding may not be successful. Prince Edsac's people are downstairs... ...Of course, it would be very simple for me to find an opportunity to escape when I am already a "faceless man", but is it necessary to go to this extent?

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, if I pay an honest visit to Prince Edsac and hand over the task normally, I can "leave" Backlund inconspicuously, and His Highness, a prince, should not force me, a wild extraordinary person, to do it. Accomplish something too difficult...

If there are really similar level 0 sealed objects or unimaginable powerful people affecting recent events, then judging from my experience, I should be just a supporting character who accidentally entered the stage and has not received enough attention. In this case, absconding It is equivalent to telling the other party that I am aware of the existence of "you"! I have a big problem!

In this way, relying on the ability of the "faceless man" may not be able to escape the "gaze" that has locked him...

The best way is to calmly go to Red Rose Manor, exit the stage using the most normal procedure, call the curtain gracefully, and fade out of the "sight" from nowhere...

Combining the two factors, Klein finally decided to pretend that he had discovered nothing, hand over the task according to the predetermined plan, and "leave" Backlund.

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Inside the open-air camp, which is burning with fire and always manned.

Derrick Berg leaned against a stone pillar and fell into a deep sleep to recover his strength.

At this moment, he dreamed of the boundless gray mist, an ancient chair at the highest point in the center, and an indifferent figure sitting on the chair, looking down at everything.

"Mr. Fool..." Derrick chanted the name in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the voice from “The Fool”:

"Get ready to party."

371

Da da da.

Amon sat on a seat in the waiting area on the bank of the Tasso River, staring at the pocket watch in his hand, waiting for the three o'clock hour.

Soon, the sound of minute and hour hands moving slightly sounded together with the roar of the steam cruise ship from far to near. At three o'clock on Monday afternoon, Amon waited patiently and felt it, but after five full minutes, he did not notice the slightest breath of Source Castle.

"That soothsayer has left Backlund?"

"Is there something else going on? Alas, no matter what, I can't find him, and the information from Origin Castle just left me..."

He waited an extra day just to see if there would be any emergencies at this special time, but there was none. Amon stood up regretfully and walked towards the ticket gate.

He has been staying at the Aurora Society's station for the past two days, watching Medici teach the hunters, and also going to the small temple to pray. However, he did not get a clear response from the true Creator, only the feeling of "read".

This made Amon unsure of the true Creator's attitude, and it was somewhat difficult to position himself. Because in his concept, children seem to have to be "approved" by their parents before they can be considered truly related by blood.

Although there are many family relationships that are not recognized by both parties but are still established, Amon feels that this should not apply to him.

This matter will have to be studied slowly in the future.

Now, he is leaving Backlund and heading to East Chester County.

Amon handed over the 10% off first-class ticket package he had purchased at the Loen Domestic Travel Agency and boarded the passenger ship from the VIP channel. He did not rush to his suite, but took a leisurely walk on the deck on the second floor, admiring the scenery along the river and breathing in the smog of Backlund.

About ten minutes later, after checking in, thick smoke came out of the steam liner's chimney, and the deck underfoot began to shake. The liner slowly turned its bow in the spacious inland river and followed the flow of the river to the estuary.

It will take at least an hour to transfer from here to the estuary, and Amon is going to rest in the suite for a while.

Just as he turned around, he accidentally caught a glimpse of another passenger ship waiting in the port - this ship was heading directly to Bayam, the maritime colonial city of Loen. A young man with dark gray hair carried a suitcase and walked up the boarding ladder to the deck among the crowd.

The young man noticed his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked away.

Amon had no idea of ​​saying hello, and the two just went in opposite directions and disappeared from each other's sight.

TBC

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Let me see...it's very good that the Great Smog is within five chapters.