Mystery: Undead don't die from passing fire

Chapter 116 The Lord Doesn't Care!

Thursday morning, December 11.

In the house at 117 Burningham Road, Hillston District.

The three people who were having breakfast heard the sound of the doorbell being rang.

Jingle Jingle!

The bell pulled by the rope kept shaking, spreading the sound throughout the spacious but relatively empty living room.

"stop!"

In front of the dining table, Forsi who was biting the bread gave an indistinct shout.

Xio on the same side rolled his eyes, but said nothing. He put down the bread he had just picked up and walked towards the entrance.

Before the bell rang again, Hugh turned the handle and opened the door.

Outside the door was a tall, thin, cold-looking man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.He looked healthy, but his complexion was quite bad, and his right leg looked swollen and seemed to be in a plaster cast, and he was holding a cane in his hand.

"Hi sir, who are you looking for?"

Hugh asked politely.

Following the voice, Dr. Allen lowered his head to find the petite lady, and asked hesitantly, "I'm looking for Forsi, but I don't know if she still lives here..."

"Fors, I'm looking for you."

Xio took advantage of the opportunity to open the door and shouted at the dining room at the same time.

"Woooooo~ here we come!"

Forsi responded inarticulately, as if trying to swallow something.

"Please come in."

Hugh invited politely.

"Thank you."

Dr. Allen thanked him softly, came to the living room with a cane, and sat down on the sofa.

Xio didn't go to help him, because she could tell at a glance that Dr. Allen was a very face-saving person, and he wouldn't want to be treated as a disabled person.

So she just watched from the sidelines until he sat down on the sofa before asking politely:

"Want something to drink?"

"Black tea."

Dr. Allen thought for a while and replied.

"Ok."

Xio nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

At the same time, Fors also came to the living room, and she was a little surprised when she recognized the visitor's identity at a glance.

"Doctor Allen?"

"Forsi..."

Dr. Allen turned his head, as if he wanted to say something.

"Ah, sorry."

Fors noticed Dr. Allen's gaze, and subconsciously reached out to wipe it away. When she saw the cream on her fingertips, she blushed immediately. She turned her back and took out a towel to wipe it clean.

It's really rude to come out to meet people without wiping your mouth.

"..."

Dr. Allen chose to remain silent. He knew that Ember and Fors were in a relationship, and it was normal for them to live together.But he didn't expect that there was another girl in Forsi's family, and it seemed that they had a very close relationship, and they didn't even shy away from doing that kind of thing.

As soon as thoughts passed through his mind, Dr. Allen immediately decided to pretend that he hadn't seen it.After all, this is someone else's private life, and he has nothing to interfere with.

Is it just that today's young people are so fancy?So early in the morning...

"Doctor Allen, what can you do to see me?"

Fors, who wiped off the cream on the corners of her lips, sat down on the side sofa and asked.

"Is such that."

Dr. Allen hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Do you remember Will Auceptin?"

Forsi's expression became a little weird, and she nodded slightly.

"remember."

"to be honest."

Dr. Allen patted his right leg and sighed, "Since that operation, I have been very unlucky recently. I just fell down the stairs a few days ago, and my right leg suffered a serious bone fracture. It can only be fixed with plaster."

Forsi's expression was a bit puzzled, and Dr. Allen continued, "This is not the first time, nor is it the only time. There was a mistake in surgery, a steam train accident while traveling, and a thief when I returned home. Down the stairs..."

"The only good thing is that the mistakes in those operations were not serious, and no one was killed. But even so, I can't work for at least a month."

"I suspect I'm under some sort of curse,"

Dr. Allen smiled wryly, and gestured, "Of course, I know you may find it ridiculous, but I can't find any other reasonable explanation. I tried going to church to pray, donate, and attend mass, but nothing came of it. any effect."

"Just the day before yesterday, I talked to a private investigator who helped me pin the suspicion on Will Auceptin, because that's when my bad luck started."

"For this reason, we visited Will Auceptin's home yesterday morning, but found that they had already moved out of Backlund more than a month ago."

"After I went home yesterday, I thought the matter had come to an end. But last night, I had a nightmare. I dreamed of Will Auceptin."

Allen's expression became more and more bitter, and there was even a hint of panic in his eyes.

He just went to visit Will Auceptin yesterday, but he had a nightmare that night.If you say that it doesn't matter, you can't believe it even if you kill him.It's no wonder that his complexion is so bad. It's because what happened recently is completely beyond the scope of his common sense.

"I wanted to go to the detective from yesterday and ask him to analyze it for me. But also yesterday, I seemed to see Ash also visited Will Auceptin's home. So I want to know, you guys Has anyone had the same experience as me?"

Allen's expression was extremely sincere, even with a trace of hope and pleading.

Hope is because he hopes to find someone who can empathize with him, and begging is because he hopes to get an answer from Forsi.

Forsi was silent for a long time, only feeling that her mind was in a mess, and said in a low voice, "I, I also had nightmares before."

"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare?"

Dr. Allen suddenly became much more energetic, and hurriedly asked.

But after he finished speaking, he felt that his words were a little impolite, and hurriedly explained, "Sorry, I'm not gloating, I just...just..."

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

"I understand, Dr. Allen."

Forsi comforted her, and then hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll call Ash over."

"ember."

"I heard."

Ember did not know when to appear behind Forsi, he stared closely at Doctor Allen opposite, and asked,
"Doctor Allen, can you describe your dream?"

Dr. Allen tried to recall and said,

"I can't remember some details and processes. What I remember most is a dark towering tower with a huge silver-white snake coiled on it. I."

"I don't know why, but I entered that steeple, and I went up and down the stairs, through walls after walls, through locked doors after locked doors, and finally, I was in a dark corner I found the kid named Will Auceptin, he hopped a few steps on one leg, and curled up against the wall, with the deck of Tarot cards beside him."

"Seeing it was me, he was scared and happy, and shouted 'Dr. Allen!' That was pretty much the whole dream, and then I woke up."

"Did Will Auceptin say anything else?"

Ember listened carefully, and asked after thinking for a moment.

"Have!"

Dr. Allen frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly blurted out, "He said, 'Dr. Allen, a snake wants to eat me!'"

"Then, the silver-white giant snake hung upside down from the ceiling, with its head facing me. It had a big mouth, but it had no teeth, no tongue, and it was blood red."

Dr. Allen said, with a lingering horror on his face.

It could be seen that last night's nightmare left a deep shadow on him.

Ember looked down at Forsi who was beside her.

Forsi nodded secretly, with a worried look in her eyes.

She thought that she was the only one who would have nightmares, but now it seems that Dr. Allen, who also participated in the operation, also had nightmares.

The only question is why she started having nightmares in early September.

And what happened to Dr. Allen's nightmare yesterday?
Forsi frowned and thought for a while, unable to understand the key point.

If Dr. Allen's nightmare was because of his visit, what about himself?I have never visited Will Auceptin!
And, bad luck or something...

Forsi's expression was a bit subtle. She had stayed at home before, so she didn't feel anything.But thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was indeed a bit of bad luck for a while, but they were all trivial things, so she didn't take it to heart.

After all, compared with Dr. Allen who broke his leg directly, these experiences are obviously nothing to mention.However, another confusion still lingers in Forsi's mind, that is, what is the catalyst that makes them have nightmares?

As an Extraordinary, Forsi's understanding of the Extraordinary world is far better than that of Dr. Allen.So she knew very well that her nightmare could not be for no reason, there should be some kind of catalyst.

But what the specific catalyst was, she couldn't remember for a while...

"Doctor Allen."

Ember pondered for a moment, then asked, "What's the name of your private detective friend?"

Doctor Allen immediately replied, "Sherlock, Sherlock Moriarty."

Ember looked a little surprised, and asked, "Where does he live?"

"15 Minsk Street."

Dr. Allen replied, and then asked with some doubts, "Do you know each other? Sherlock also told me that he might know you, but he's not sure if it's the same one. And, "

Allen hesitated, "The Ash Black he knows seems to be a nobleman from Winter County."

"That should be me."

Ember nodded slightly, and replied, "He and I are indeed friends."

When Allen heard this, his body tensed up instead, and his expression became a little restrained.

Although he is among the top of the middle class, he can be regarded as a little rich.But it is definitely not comparable to the nobles, the two sides are worlds apart!
If Ember was really a nobleman, this would make him feel uncomfortable.

"I remembered! Wait a moment!"

Fors suddenly exclaimed, trotted upstairs and returned to the room, and ran downstairs after a while, holding a delicate handmade paper crane in her hand.

"It's this thing!"

Forsi affirmed, "I took care of Will Auceptin for a while after the operation, and he gave me a thousand paper cranes, saying that it would bring me good luck."

Fors said, feeling a little embarrassed.

She hadn't been able to remember such an important clue before!
But it can't blame her.

It's just an ordinary origami crane. Ever since Emperor Roselle invented it, it has been regarded as a symbol of 'blessing'.It is very common for friends and even couples to give each other thousand paper cranes. Who would doubt that a thousand paper cranes will have problems?
"This……"

Dr. Allen's eyes became horrified. He hesitated and took out his leather wallet, and took out a neatly folded paper crane from it.

And it's not hard to see that the Thousand Paper Crane in his hand is almost identical to Forsi's.There is no doubt that these two Thousand Paper Cranes were made by the same person!
Ember asked, "Will Auceptin gave you this too?"

"Ah."

Dr. Allen nodded and said, "It was only after Will Auceptin's family had moved out that I remembered that he gave me this thing before he was discharged from the hospital, saying, 'Doctor, this will bring you good luck.'"

"I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and threw it in a drawer in the office. After we parted ways with Mr. Sherlock last night, I went to get it back and put it in my wallet. As a result, I had the nightmare just now at night."

Ember pondered for two seconds, and slowly said, "Dr. Allen, I suggest you go to that detective for help. As you can see, I did visit Will Auceptin yesterday, but I also don't agree with that." No clue, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to him until yesterday."

"So I'm sorry, I can't help you, because I can't even help Forsi."

"No, it doesn't matter."

Allen fell silent, shook his head and said, "I should have known about this kind of thing, but you are right, I was going to ask Mr. Sherlock for help."

Dr. Allen stood up on crutches, and said politely, "Sorry for disturbing your breakfast."

Forsi opened her mouth, but didn't make a sound, and finally just watched Dr. Allen leave.

"Ash, don't we do something?"

When Dr. Allen left the house, Forsi couldn't help asking.

Ember shook her head, then asked back, "There must be something to do, but are you going to tell him that you are a Extraordinary?"

"Hmm~"

Forsi was completely silenced by Ember's words, is it possible to say this?

It seems impossible to say.

Xio asked curiously, "What about his detective friend? Do you know him?"

"That's it."

Ember nodded slightly, and said slowly, "If I'm not wrong, we should all know each other."

Although he only has fragmentary memories left, he still remembers such an iconic name as 'Sherlock Moriarty'.

If it wasn't for that 'Emperor Roselle' who copied "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes" and published it in this world, then there is a high probability that it could only be that '[The Fool] Zhou Mingrui'.

Of course, 'Sherlock Moriarty' is definitely not 'The Fool' himself, this should be the name he gave his favored one out of his own bad taste.

As for who this favored person is, Ember also has guesses in her heart——

It is likely to be that [Heavenly Venerable] Klein Moretti.

After all, he once told himself that he was a detective.

"Eh?"

Forsi and Xio froze for a moment, looked at each other subconsciously, and then said in unison, "Mr. World?"

There are only a few people in the Tarot Society, and they account for half of them here.

Mister Fool is impossible, Mr. Hanged Man is in the sea, and the sun is in the 'Silver City'.

It is also possible that in Backlund, there is only Mister 'World'.

"That's right, Ember."

After breakfast, Xio suddenly remembered something and reminded, "Today there is a gathering of Beyonders in Queens, organized by Mr. A, do you want to go?"

"Mr. A?"

Ember was a little surprised, not to mention that he really forgot.

"Go and see."

Ember thought for a while and replied.

He went to Mr. A before to paint the world.

But now it has been determined that the painting world is of little value, and there is no need to go there.

But after all, they are old friends, so it's not too much to visit, right?

Well, and Klein.

Maybe it's been a long time since the last farewell, maybe it's time to meet up sometime.

In two months, I hope he has investigated some useful clues.
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"Ah!"

At No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, suddenly sneezed, which made him doubt his life.

"Am I really sick?"

He is a majestic Sequence 7 Extraordinary!

Anyway, it is also the threshold of stepping into the contemporary middle sequence, okay?Is it so easy to get sick?
This unscientific!

No, this is not extraordinary at all!
If you become an Extraordinary and suffer from a cold, then this Extraordinary is not right...

Forget it, you still have to be.

Isn't it just a sneeze?What a big deal!
Klein resolutely confessed, and by the way, gave himself a fortune--

Well, good luck, it's time to go out today.

Klein nodded in satisfaction, then turned over with a surge of emotion.

"Winter is good for staying under the covers! Unfortunately, I have to work hard to save money."

Klein muttered and got up. He stretched out his hand to pick up the coat hanging on the hanger, and then slowly put the clothes on under the quilt.

He slept soundly last night, and even the church bell rang on the hour in the morning, but it didn't wake him up.

Without him.

It is already October, and Backlund has already entered winter.

Coupled with Backlund's unique 'fog', the cold air was really unbearable.

Klein was in a good mood, so he specially added sugar-sweetened soft-boiled eggs for his breakfast, as well as strawberry jam specially bought for white bread.

But just as he was enjoying the food leisurely, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Klein was a little surprised. When Ryan walked to the door, before he reached out his hand, the visitor outside the door was naturally outlined in his mind, which was Dr. Alan Kress.

"Good morning, Alan, you went to bed late last night."

Klein noticed that Alan's complexion was quite bad, so he quietly turned on his Spirit Vision and took a look.

Allen took off his hat and smiled wryly, "Sherlock, I'm here to ask for your help."

……

In the afternoon, in an inconspicuous house in Queens.

Xio and Forsi, like other Extraordinary people, randomly found a seat and sat down, examining the entries written on the blackboard. Mr. A, who was wearing a hooded robe, still sat quietly and alone on the front sofa, using He looked down at everyone with a condescending attitude.

The arrival of Xio and Forsi only made Mr. A take a little extra look, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Take a second look because these two once gave him [-] gold pounds.He didn't pay attention because he knew that these two wild Extraordinary people were just a cover, and they definitely couldn't afford such a huge sum of one to ten thousand gold pounds. What really mattered was the people behind them.

But for Mr. A, he is not interested in finding out who is behind them.

Until Mr. A saw a somewhat familiar figure stepping into the hall, Mr. A, who found him, almost lost control of his expression management. He stood up from the sofa in a snap, startling the Extraordinary around him, thinking it was Who offended this powerful Extraordinary.

But he didn't say anything, just walked towards the living room at the back with a blank expression.And Ember also noticed Mr. A's departure, and followed slowly, all the way through the hall to a living room at the back.

"Sure enough, you are still here, please sit down."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Mr. A suddenly chuckled when he saw the embers entering the living room, and immediately pointed to the opposite position.

Ember was a little surprised by Mr. A's attitude, but when he thought that the Aurora Society were all mentally abnormal lunatics, this scene didn't seem so abnormal.

"Have a drink?"

Mr. A poured himself a glass of red wine leisurely, and at the same time asked politely.But without waiting for Ember to respond, he poured a glass of red wine for Ember himself.Then he picked up his own cup and shook it gently.

"Not ready to resist?"

Ember looked at Mr. A who had an extremely leisurely attitude, and asked with great interest.

What caused such a change in his attitude?
"Is resistance useful?"

Mr. A asked a rhetorical question, took a sip of the red wine from his glass, and said frankly, "Besides, I don't think we have any irreconcilable conflicts. If there is anything, we can talk about it first, can't we?"

"For example... well, you seem to be looking for something, maybe I can help you."

"Where is the painting world?"

Ember didn't care about Mr. A's attitude, and asked directly.

Mr. A shook his glass lightly, and said leisurely, "If you mean the entrance of Noah's Ark, it has been destroyed. And if you mean the location of Noah's Ark, I don't know, there are only a few saints Only those who are entitled to know."

"Noah's Ark?"

Ember repeated the word in a low voice, somewhat surprised.

The painting world was originally a sanctuary built by the Protoss for themselves. The purpose was to ensure that the Protoss could still enter the "Painting World" to inhabit and continue their rule in the "Deep Sea Age" after the first fire was extinguished.

And even after that, due to the gradual corruption of the painting world, the Protoss gave up this sanctuary.But under the continuation of Missy, a new painting world has been drawn.According to Patch, the "painting world" successfully carried the survivors to this world, just like the "Noah's Ark" that survived the flood.

So in theory, the painting world is indeed a 'Noah's Ark'.But Ember is more curious about why this word came out of Mr. A's mouth?

There are at least six known painting worlds——

The Church of the Night, the Church of the Mother Earth, the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Aurora Society and the Elements of Dawn, each of these six major forces has a painting world.

In theory.

Among these six painting worlds, one should be the original painting world!

It was drawn by hunting down the king of the dwarves, devouring all the 'dark souls' in the world, and turning his own blood into the 'dark soul blood' soaked by the 'dark soul'.

The painting world drawn by the 'Blood of the Black Soul' theoretically has a special system that will never be corrupted, which is why it can carry the 'survivors' in it to this world.

Excluding the 'original painting world', the remaining five painting worlds were all created in this world.And the 'pigment' needed to create these paintings is the huge figure carrying the glorious cross in the huge picture that Ember once saw on that primitive island.

His blood was drawn into the painting world, a total of five.

Ember had seen the 'picture' of the primitive island, and had also faced the 'God' of the real Creator.Therefore, he can easily identify that the real creator is one of the people who ate the corpse——

If you just look at it from the surface, you will mistakenly think that the four 'corpse eaters' who eat the corpses each occupy a painting world.For example, as one of the four corpse eaters, the True Creator has a painting world.However, although there are only four 'protagonists' in the picture, there are still blurred figures hidden in the shadows.

Although they didn't eat the corpses, it doesn't mean that they won't take action to snatch the painting world.As for the reason why they took action to snatch the painting world, Ember has already guessed——

This world is about to come to an end, an end that even the gods cannot protect themselves.

Although the specific reason and date are not yet known, this time must not be too long.So even the gods need to use the refuge of the 'painting world' to protect themselves in the coming doomsday.

But Ember had once entered the painted world owned by the 'True Creator', and witnessed the corruption in it.Based on the same reason, the other four painting worlds may also have varying degrees of corruption.

And this also means that these painting worlds are destined not to become the real 'Noah's Ark'.

And based on the same principle, apart from the original painting world, other painting worlds have no meaning to Ember.Therefore, he would not force himself to enter the real Creator's 'Noah's Ark' again.

Apart from the painting world, there is only one thing he cares about!

Ember slowly raised her head and asked, "Do you know the Black Emperor?"

"know a little."

Mr. A seemed to have expected it, and said without hesitation, "Our Aurora Society has been cooperating with the Loen Royal Family and the Witch Sect, and the ultimate goal of this cooperation is the 'Dark Emperor'."

"However, both of them have reservations about the Aurora Society, and they obviously don't trust us. Therefore, the information that the Aurora Society can obtain is very limited. We have always been only responsible for plundering the population from East Balam, and the transfer of these populations It was conducted by the Witch Sect."

"It's normal."

Ember nodded silently, not surprised by this.

In other words, he would not be willing to trust a group of lunatics, and it is probably helpless to bring them along.After all, the large-scale slave trade will inevitably lead to the vigilance of all major forces, and only through the "painting world" can people not be aware of it.

But even if they choose to cooperate with the Aurora Society, the royal family still has reservations.

According to Qonas, the final destination of these slaves is the 'No. 1 Ruin', but they did not set the 'Exit of the Painting World' in the No. 1 Ruin.This is obviously to prevent the lunatics of the Aurora Society from secretly sabotaging.

However, this also left some traces of actions that could have been done without anyone noticing.Although the Loen royal family concealed it very well, as long as they follow the clues, they will find the problem sooner or later.

"What is the Black Emperor?"

Ember asked again.

"do not know."

Mr. A spread his small hands, and there was a trace of helplessness on his handsome face, "I know very little information. After all, the Aurora Society has always been only active on the periphery of this plan, and has no access to the core content. But..."

Mr. A paused, and said in a serious voice, "I suspect they are creating gods. The Black Emperor may be the culmination of a certain path. And this path is either an arbitrator or a lawyer!"

Ember took a deep look at Mr. A.

The information provided by Mr. A overlaps to some extent with the information he has learned, but it also confirms the accuracy of his information from the side.Although Mr. A is a lunatic, at least from the current point of view, he can still provide certain value.

Ember asked, "What other information do you know?"

"The Loen Kingdom is excavating the ruins."

Mr. A thought for a while and replied, "I don't know where these ruins are, and the Kingdom of Loen must have made anti-divination and anti-prophecy arrangements for the location of these ruins. But I guess these ruins should be left over from the Quaternary Era down, and is likely to be related to the 'Dark Emperor'. And, "

Mr. A emphasized, "Although I'm not sure about the exact location of these ruins, there must be more than one. And I can be sure that one of the ruins is on the outskirts of Backlund!"

Ember's expression moved slightly, and he immediately matched the ruin guessed by Mr. A with the 'No. 1 ruin' that Qonas said.Although there is no evidence, it is very likely.

"Can you find the location of the ruins?"

Faced with Ember's inquiry, Mr. A said helplessly, "It's difficult, because these ruins are guarded by at least demigods and even angels. Even if you want to investigate their locations, it's not so easy. However, I can try. "

Mr. A lowered his head, looking at the swaying rose-colored liquid in the wine glass, his eyes flickered slightly.

The Dark Saint once told him to respond to Ember's inquiries, and he did.As for the impact that Ember learned of this information on the Loen Royal Family and the Witch Sect, what would happen to Aurora?

The Lord doesn't care!

Ember tapped the table lightly with her fingers, and asked thoughtfully, "What reward do you need?"

"money."

Mr. A cheered up, and immediately said, "A lot of money! The more the better!"

"Ten thousand pounds of gold."

Ember brushed his palm across the table, and a stack of gold pounds quietly appeared on the table. He said slowly, "This is an advance payment. I need you to provide me with more and more detailed information. Of course, the most important thing is No. 1 The location of the ruins."

"no problem."

Mr. A fully agreed, "But you also know that this is very difficult, so it may take a long time. And,"

Mr. A paused, then continued, "The intelligence network I operated before has been destroyed by you. I have to rebuild the intelligence network first to be eligible to inquire about information for you. But as long as there are enough gold pounds, it won't take too much time. .”

"Ok?"

Ember frowned, "Didn't I just kill a few people?"

"really."

Mr. A looked at Ember with an extremely strange expression, "But the intelligence network is in the hands of these 'few people'. After their death, most of the members of the Aurora Society were exposed one after another and were purged by the major churches. And the rest That part, due to the fragmentation of the intelligence network, I can't contact them for the time being."

Finally, Mr. A added, "But don't worry, the cooperation with the royal family has been continuing. Even if there is no painting world, they still need the assistance of the Aurora Society, and even let me get in touch with more core information."

Ember glanced at him, noncommittal to the words.

The royal family may not need the assistance of the Aurora Society, but it is more likely that they will be retaliated by the Aurora Society after kicking the Aurora Society away.In order to avoid affecting their plans, the royal family could only pinch their noses so that Aurora would continue to participate.

Ember felt that she had to learn a lesson from the royal family, that it was okay to cooperate with a lunatic.But when ending the cooperation, in order not to be retaliated by the lunatic, it is best to solve these troubles once and for all.

Anyway, the Aurora Society is also a cult organization. As a Nighthawk of the Church of Evernight, it would be reasonable to eliminate Aurora, right? ——
Backlund North District, Saint Samuel Church.

In the large confessional inside the church, a woman sits in the front pew.She was dressed in a simple robe and a bark belt, with long black hair hanging down, no shoes and socks, and bare feet,

She looked at the holy emblem surrounded by stars and the crimson moon, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes in the tranquil environment.

"His Royal Highness Arianna."

Anthony, who was wearing a black and red robe, came to the lady and said softly, "Do you have any orders for this visit?"

"Watch out for the moon."

Arianna didn't look up, nor did she open her eyes, she just whispered.

"This……"

Anthony was startled, his expression cloudy and uncertain.

Watch out for the moon?Why?You must know that one of the honorable names of the goddess is 'Crimson Moon'!Her Highness Arianna was referring to the 'primordial moon'?So why not just say 'primordial moon' but call it 'moon'?
Arianna didn't seem to notice Anthony's expression at all, and continued, "Bernadette may have been polluted by the 'moon', so don't let her come into contact with Your Excellency."

"But don't touch her, don't take the initiative to be an enemy of her."

"I don't know."

Anthony was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what you want to do? Besides, the goddess has not sent an oracle to me for a long time!"

Arianna opened her eyes, raised her dark eyes to look at Anthony, and said slowly,
"The goddess is currently in a critical period, and she can't allocate too much energy. Helping Your Excellency, this is the only thing you need to do."

"Then why don't you directly guide Your Excellency to the Tranquility Church?"

Anthony asked back.

"..."

Arianna fell silent, and said slowly, "Do you know Snow White?"

Anthony didn't expect Arianna to suddenly change the subject, and he hesitated for a while before nodding.

"I know, that is a fairy tale created by Emperor Roselle."

"What did it say?"

Arianna asked next.

"..."

Anthony was silent for a while, and slowly said, "A long time ago, a queen of a country gave birth to a girl in winter. Her skin was as white as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her hair was black and soft. Therefore, she was named Snow White. .”

"The queen passed away shortly after giving birth to the princess, and the king married a beautiful, proud, vicious and evil woman to be the queen. And the stepmother queen ordered a hunter to take Snow White into the forest because she was jealous of Snow White's beauty. kill."

"In order to confirm that Snow White is dead, the queen asked the hunter to come back with Snow White's lungs and liver as proof."

"But the hunter was moved by Snow White's kindness and innocence, and finally let her go. He asked a cook for the wild boar's heart and gave it to the queen."

"After escaping, Snow White met the seven dwarves and settled down in the forest with their help. But the queen discovered the truth that she was not dead, so she pretended to be a peasant woman and tricked Snow White into eating a poisoned apple."

"When Snow White bit the apple, she passed out immediately. When the seven dwarves found her, they could only mourn her and put her in a crystal coffin."

"Time passed, and a prince from another country passed through the forest and found Snow White lying in a crystal coffin. The prince was attracted by Snow White's beauty and fell in love with her..."

"In the end, Snow White, who ate the poisoned apple, was rescued by the prince. In the end, the prince and princess lived happily together, and the queen got the punishment she deserved."

After Anthony finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Arianna, as if asking her how she felt after hearing the story.

"This story is derived from the fairy tale of Roselle, but it is said that Emperor Roselle has a different version of the story, and there is a completely different Snow White in it. Have you heard of this story?"

Arianna did not express her opinion after listening, but asked rhetorically.

Anthony was silent, just nodded slightly.

He has also read another version of the fairy tale, but it is obviously not suitable for children to read.

Arianna looked at Anthony, the archbishop had been completely silent, but she just said softly:

"The same group of people have two completely different stories, isn't it amazing?"

"If Your Excellency the Blessed One wishes to go to the Church of Tranquility and explore the world of the painting, nothing will stop him. If that is the case, the situation will be completely different from what it is now."

"However, His Excellency the Blessed One seems to have never considered going to the Church of Tranquility, even though this is the easiest way for him to get in touch with the 'world of painting'."

"And this is another version of the story, and it's another choice of will. Even the goddess can't do anything about it now. That's why the goddess needs us to buy more time for her, do you understand?"

"..."

Anthony is still silent, he already understands why Arianna gave such a cryptic example——

Whatever is spoken must be known.

That is the domain of the gods, and it is a matter for your lord, involving a game at the level of the gods.

The goddess has never personally cast her eyes on Your Excellency, not because she doesn't pay attention to it, but because He attaches great importance to it!That's why it can't arouse the vigilance of another 'will'.

Anthony took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I will do what I have to do."

……

That night.

Klein sneaked into Dr. Alan's house secretly, and replaced Dr. Alan's authentic dream-dream version of the thousand paper cranes with the defective paper cranes he made.After doing all this, Klein returned home and headed to above the gray mist immediately.

Sitting in the quiet and deserted palace, he picked up the paper crane and examined it carefully for a few seconds, but found nothing unusual.Then, Klein manifested a pen and paper, and wrote the same divination statement as before:

"Will Auceptin's current location."

He had actually divination once before, but it turned out that Will Auceptin's position coincided with Dr. Allen's.But this time, he switched to the "dream divination method", and was pleasantly surprised to see a picture appearing in the gray and fragmented world:

It was a dark room, and Will Auceptin, with a tiger head and dark eyes, leaned on the desk in front of the window with the help of a chair, looking at the scenery outside.

He held a stack of tarot cards in each hand, and there was a pile of building blocks beside him.The building blocks made a ring-shaped snake connected end to end.

The scene outside the window was also dark, only the faint sound of rushing water could be heard.

The dream ended here without a sound. Klein opened his eyes, tapped the edge of the long bronze table with his fingers, and said silently to himself:
"The snake with a tail, is it really the snake of mercury? The snake of mercury that represents destiny..."

The Mercury Serpent, Sequence 1 of the Monster Path.If he guessed correctly, that Will Auceptin is probably a Sequence 1 angel.It's just that for some unknown reason, he entangled Dr. Allen, an ordinary person.

And this is likely to be related to Ember, after all, he saw Ember visit Will Auceptin yesterday, but he still doesn't know the specific connection between the two.

By coincidence, Klein was playing with the paper crane, and suddenly felt a strong urge.

"Do you want to take it back to the real world?"

Klein hesitated for two seconds, thinking that this might be dangerous, after all, he was a Sequence 1 angel.But he really wanted to know what happened. After all, if it was just Dr. Allen, he might not take the risk, but Ember was also involved, which made him a little eager to try.

So, he made a decisive decision——

Divination first.

If nothing is decided, do a divination first. With the existence above the gray mist, even the angels of Sequence 1 cannot interfere with his divination.If the divination fails or the result shows danger, give up, and if the danger is not great, try it!
"Bringing the Thousand Paper Cranes back to the real world would be dangerous."

Klein held the pendulum in his hand, and after closing his eyes and meditating seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at the topaz pendant.I saw the citrine pendant rotating counterclockwise, and the magnitude and speed were quite normal.

In other words, there would be no danger in bringing the Thousand Paper Cranes back to the real world.

After a little thought, Klein made a choice and returned to the real world with the paper crane.

He put the Thousand Paper Cranes in the cabinet beside the bed, took a leisurely bath and got under the covers.

It's just that after an unknown amount of time, Klein suddenly woke up. He knew clearly and rationally that he was dreaming. He was dreaming of playing with paper cranes in the living room.

This, this familiar feeling... He habitually showed a blank expression, and turned his head to look at the door.

The door opened with a creak, and a figure familiar to Klein walked in.

He looked to be in his thirties, wearing a black windbreaker and red gloves, with a slightly higher hairline and dark gray eyes.

Klein recognized him, and he recognized Klein, both of them showed expressions of astonishment at the same time.

"Klein?!"

Dunn Smith looked at Klein in shock, with disbelief on his face.

Klein's expression froze. He never thought that he would meet in such an awkward way.

　PS: The excellent works of He Daxie py are worth watching!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)