That's too fast, isn't it...... Has it been several times around the planet...... Or maybe it's always in place, it's just too fast for my eyes to keep up with...... The corners of Crane's mouth twitched slightly, and he decided to wait a few seconds to see if the "unimaginable rusher" would still appear.

He wasn't worried that the summoned spirit creature would endanger innocent people, because one of the descriptions was a friendly creature, and as long as he forcibly ended the summoning and aborted the ritual, the "unimaginable haste" would be immediately sent back to the spirit world.

After a few seconds, Crane, who had not waited for anything, took a breath and spoke in Old Hermesian:

"Me!

"I end this summoning in my name!"

The surrounding cold disappeared in an instant, the swirling wind gradually subsided, and the candle flame returned to its normal color.

Crane took a few steps forward and extinguished the candle, intending to revise the last description and make a second attempt.

As for the two sentences "spirits wandering in vain, friendly creatures that can be driven", he doesn't plan to change them, the first sentence refers to the spirit world, and can only be replaced synonymously, with or without change, and the second sentence is the premise that Klein guarantees his own safety, otherwise it would not be a funny accident just now, but a horror story.

Well...... I don't need to use "beyond imagination" to modify the "haste", but the others may not meet my needs, maybe...... You can think about it differently, the messenger doesn't have to run that fast, just normal, and there is another way to ensure safety, as long as those with malicious intentions always ignore it and don't pay attention to it...... This time, try to be a spiritual creature that doesn't have a strong sense of existence...... Klein pondered for two or three minutes before proceeding again.

After finishing the prework, he recited a new mantra:

"Me!

"In my name I call:

"Spirits that wander in vain, friendly beings to be driven, weak beings who are easy to ignore. ”

The warehouse suddenly became unusually quiet, there was no wind in the spiritual wall, no cold, not even the color of the candle flame changed.

Crane waited patiently, watching, hoping to get a good messenger.

After more than ten seconds, he sighed, looked around and said:

"Nothing, the description doesn't work this time. ”

He waited no longer and followed the process to end the summoning and extinguish the candle.

To his slight confusion, the flame of the candle finally shook several times.

Am I overlooking something...... Crane's brow furrowed, and he quickly stretched, putting the matter behind him.

He repondered the question of how to modify the description, again for the third sentence.

To put it another way, if the messenger is particularly able to take beatings and has super survivability, then it is also okay, no matter what, the one who can deliver the letter to the target is a good messenger...... Crane groaned for a while, and the summoning ceremony began for the third time.

In the scent of herbs and essential oils, in the dim candlelight, the shadows on his face floated, and his mouth opened and closed uncertainly:

"Me!

"In my name I call:

"Spirits that wander in vanity, friendly creatures to drive, transcendents with great ability to survive. ”

The flame of the candle stretched and illuminated the altar bright and red.

In Crane's vision, bones emerged from the ground, layered on top of each other, and turned into a safe-like creature.

Finally summoned something that could be seen, and it was the kind that was extremely survivable...... It's a lot like a safe, and it's very easy to get beaten when you look at it...... Crane breathed a sigh of relief and said in the ancient Hermetian language:

"Will you be my messenger?"

The box-like bone creature quickly gave a willing idea.

Then, squirming the white bones beneath it, it crawled towards Crane, slowly, slowly.

It climbed a centimeter in ten seconds.

...... That's too slow, isn't it...... Crane's smile stiffened on his face.

Although Couriers do their mission by traveling through the spirit realm, it doesn't mean they don't need speed.

In the spiritual realm, distance and direction are chaotic, and the most important thing is to locate and find orientation.

As long as an accurate, clear, and immediate orientation is provided, such as the summoning ritual just now, such as the brass whistle that is equivalent to a simplified ritual, the Messenger will immediately appear in the altar wherever he is in the spirit realm.

And when the location is not so instantaneous, and there is only a contractual connection or a previous anchor point, the courier needs to spend time discerning the location, traveling the spirit world, and finding the target, which must have a certain speed.

If it comes to deliver the letter, the recipient may not be able to wait for it in this life...... Klein thought helplessly as he looked at the safe-like bone creature that was slowly crawling forward.

He brought the smile back to his face:

"After careful consideration, I don't think I can trouble you.

"Thank you for your willingness. ”

The illusory creature of white bones stopped, as if it hadn't moved.

Crane quickly lifted the summons and rubbed the corners of his forehead.

A little frustrated, he decided to give up on himself and find the messenger in a less troublesome way, which was "open recruitment, interview selection"!

Taking a breath, Klein calmed down and began the ceremony in earnest.

Looking at the quietly burning candle flame, he took a step back and said:

"Me!

"In my name I call:

"Spirits that wander in vanity, friendly beings to be driven, unique beings willing to be my messengers. ”

Call!

Inside the spiritual wall, the wind was fierce, and Crane's half-height silk top hat almost rose into the air.

The candle flame faltered, swelling to the size of a human head, pale as if it had lost its temperature.

A translucent head slowly drilled out as if it had broken through a membrane, its hair was pale gold and smooth, its eyes were scarlet like blood, and its appearance was bright and magnificent.

Kind of familiar...... Crane muttered silently.

The head was completely drilled out, followed not by the neck, but by the illusory palm that pinched the ends of her hair.

Behind the palms of the hands are the cuffs with intricate patterns but dark colors.

The summoned spirit creatures drilled out faster and faster, and soon appeared in Crane's eyes in its entirety.

This is indeed a familiar "person", it is the headless woman standing at the top of the castle that Crane met on his way to the underwater ruins of Kavituwa.

She was no longer as huge as she had been, comparable to a castle, she was now just a tall "ordinary" lady.

Of course, she still only had an incision in her neck, and she held four identical heads in her hands.

"Is it ......" "...... you" "Calling ......" "Am I?"

You can communicate directly in words...... The level of this spiritual creature is not low...... I remember you had a castle...... Klein first sighed, then complained, and then looked at the candle behind the headless woman, disappointed to find that no other spirits came out.

He originally thought that there would be a lot of spirit creatures willing to be his messengers flocking to the city, lining up in several rows, waiting for an interview, but as a result, there was only one respondent.

It should be a problem with the ritual itself, which is a relatively simple and rudimentary summoning ritual, and it is impossible to summon multiple targets at once...... Klein looked at the headless lady and nodded solemnly:

"Yes. ”

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he added two more questions:

"Can you travel the spirit realm as fast as you can, and how can you survive?"

The headless woman's head replied in turn:

"Yes. "It's ......" "Not bad." ”

As she spoke, she floated up and down quickly, showing off.

Call...... Crane decided not to make any more attempts that he didn't know what the outcome would be, and asked seriously:

"Will you make a pact and be my messenger?"

The hem of the headless woman's skirt moved slightly, and the four heads of the blonde and red-eyed nodded at the same time:

"Yes. ""Every time you ......", "one ......", "gold. ”

Mr. Azik didn't say that spirit creatures would have such hobbies...... By the way, he mentions that when signing a contract, try to focus on persuasion and communication, which is a form of persuasion and communication? Crane was surprised and wanted to lift the call immediately.

Wait, I don't have to do it...... Whoever summons the messenger pays the ...... Hey, maybe after the communication is better, there is still the option to pay...... In a flash of thought, Klein agreed to the other party's request:

"Good.

"Let's sign a contract. ”

He picked up the dark red round-bellied pen and tawny parchment that he had prepared, and quickly wrote the contract in the ancient Hermetic script that would harness the power of nature.

The format and terms are described in detail by Azik in the letter, which is concise and powerful, including the contents of the messenger not to peep into the letter, discarding the letter, and endangering the life of the contractor, of course, if the content of the contractor's letter involves the messenger, it must be explained to the other party in advance.

In addition to these contents, Klein also added a clause that one letter and one gold coin should be sent, and it was made clear that it could be borne by the contractor or the other party to the letter.

In order to ensure the validity of the contract, the last part is the honorific name of the deity of the realm to which it belongs.

This is a necromantic contract, and normally the name of the god of death must be used, but this god of death has fallen for a long time and no longer has any response, so Azik mentioned that it can be replaced by the description of the high-ranking person in the necromantic realm or the underworld itself, but the binding force will not be so strong.

Klein undoubtedly chose the underworld, which has a close relationship with the big guy:

"The destination of all death, the hell hidden deep in the spiritual realm, the testimony of the final death of all things, belongs to the kingdom of death alone. ”

After these four descriptions were dropped, the ancient Hermesian scripts on the tawny parchment lit one after another with a miserable green flame, illuminating the gloom all around.

After finishing the text, Crane took out the Azk bronze whistle, pressed it on parchment, and wrote his current name:

"Gelman Sparrow. ”

This doesn't necessarily require a real name, as the aura itself will enter the contract, and the name is only used to summon, i.e., it can be summoned with "Gelman Sparrow's Courier Alone", but not "Crane Moretti's Contract Creature".

When Crane finished signing, the parchment floated and flew in front of the headless woman with an Azk copper whistle and a dark red pen.

A blonde red-eyed head carried by the headless woman bit down on the round-bellied pen and dropped her name:

"Renette Tinicol. ”

The green flames quickly coalesced, enveloping the Azk copper whistle and the tawny parchment.

A few seconds later, the parchment turned to ashes, and the brass whistle landed unaltered into Crane's outstretched palm.

The four heads of the headless woman Renette blinked at the same time, and the figure quickly became illusory, retracting into the pale candle flame.

- After the contract is reached, Crane no longer needs to use the spell to dissolve the summon, and can complete it by his own will.

Whew, there is a messenger at last, "a spirit that wanders in vain, a friendly creature to drive, a messenger that belongs to Gelman Sparrow alone...... Well, there is a chance to find a craftsman to make an item similar to a copper whistle, so that every time a messenger is summoned, there will be a ritual...... Klein was in a good mood to pick up the pieces.

Over the next few days, Byam gradually returned to normal, but Daniz still did not hear the telegrams from the "Blood Admirals" pirate group.

On Sunday morning, he flipped through the newspaper, and suddenly lowered his voice and said to Klein:

"There's a gathering of extraordinary beings tonight, do you want to attend?"

PS: At the end of Monday, ask for a recommended ticket monthly pass~