Chapter 365: You can start thinking about honoring your name
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Beckland, home of furniture merchant Hamples.
At the appointed time, Audrey once again met Herwin Lambis, a member of the Psychological Alchemy Council's council.
The old gentleman was still gentle and elegant, his white and thick hair neatly combed, and his blue and deep eyes seemed to contain countless knowledge.
As soon as she saw him, Audrey's eyes were confused at first, and then suddenly, as if she had finally woken up from a long dream and retrieved her lost memories. But she was not surprised or surprised by this, and accepted this fact without any resistance, as if it was a very normal thing.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Rambis." Audrey greeted with such standard etiquette that she couldn't fault the slightest mistake.
Herwin bowed his head lightly and replied with a smile:
"Good afternoon, our girl."
Although he has given up on letting Audrey obtain information about the upper class for the Psychological Alchemy Society, Herwin Lambis has not lifted the psychological suggestion, and in several meetings in the past month or so, he has gradually guided Audrey's self-positioning to "the pride of the Psychological Alchemy Society" and "the most important girl".
Audrey glanced down at the diamond pin in front of her, smiled and sat down, waiting for Herwin Lambis to speak.
She was not affected by the hints and guidance that the other party might have confidently hinted at, and she was not affected by the fact that she was prepared every time, and she was clear about Herwin's idea that she wanted her to become more arrogant and more controllable. At this time, when I heard Herwin Lambis's name, I wanted to roll my eyes regardless of my image, without etiquette, and without fear of being exposed, but in the end I held back and didn't show a trace.
Herwin Lambis looked at Audrey for a few seconds, and said with a smile undiminished:
"You've done a good job during this time, and as a reward, I've decided to give you the potion recipe for the 'Dream Walker'."
Audrey noticed that the subject of the other party was "I" instead of "we", which represented the collective will of the Psychic Alchemy.
This further confirmed her suspicion that the Psychic Alchemy Society should have split after some major change and are now separated, so much so that a demigod like Herwin Lambis began to try to increase the number of powerful partners for herself, and for this reason, she chose Audrey, who had a good impression and talent for him, which was also a wonderful opportunity for Audrey to be promoted.
Therefore, she took the initiative to show kindness, and invited him to meet for tea on the grounds that she was "very sad about the disaster that befell Beckland and wanted to talk to Mr. Lambis". And Herwin Lambis is also worthy of being a "spectator", confirming that the implication of this meeting is Audrey's thirst for the Sequence 5 formula.
Both sides got what they wanted from each other, not counting the favor that was cheated, it can be said that the guests and hosts were happy.
Audrey kept smiling, but also showed a curious and longing look, not a fake.
As he spoke, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his jacket pocket, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it to the aristocratic girl diagonally opposite.
Audrey pressed her hand on her skirt, got up slightly, took the piece of paper, and unfolded it in front of Herwin Lambis.
Her gaze fell first on the main material, and then quickly slid to the ritual part:
"Main material: a dream catcher's heart, a crystallization of a psychic phantom, or the complete brain of an adult psychic dragon."
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"Ritual: Seek out the spirit head harpy, make a pact with it, then take one of its tail feathers and take the potion in intense emotions of joy or anger."
As if sensing Audrey's doubts, Herwin Lambis explained with a smile:
"The human-headed bird demon has the ability to wake people up from dreams, so the essence of the whole ritual is that when you are addicted to dreams and do not want to wake up, you can pull Ling out through an external force, otherwise you may fall asleep forever, or you may lose control and become a monster on the spot."
Audrey nodded thoughtfully:
"Taking magic potions in a fierce mood is also to make yourself sleep unstable and not fall asleep?"
"Yes, you've got the key." Herwin Lambis smiled and said, "If you don't know much about the spirit world and can't find a Harpie, I can help. β
If the essence of the ritual is to wake me up from a dream, then I don't necessarily need a head harpy, and the blessing of Mr. Fool's angel can keep me awake in my dream, and I can wake up when I want...... Audrey's blue eyes turned slightly, revealing a little expectant emotion and said:
"I can try it myself first."
"Okay." Herwin didn't care much about the girl's desire to take an adventure.
He paused, then said:
"There's one more thing for you to do this time, and if you do a good job, I'll provide all the materials for the 'Dream Walker' potion."
"What's the matter?"
Provide all the materials? This time the shot was very generous...... Well, he should also want to test my ability to play and digest, of course, he won't let me be promoted to Sequence 4, Sequence 5 is the limit, because once I am promoted to a demigod, I will immediately find out that my favorability is all psychological hints, and my trust in him is based on deception...... Audrey made a quick judgment and, as usual, asked without resistance.
Herwin Lambis's expression was a little more serious and said:
"Find out the nobility around you, the attitude to the international status quo, and, how many people are preparing to escape."
Hearing this, Audrey almost revealed her emotions - in the morning, Earl Hall had just mentioned to them his plan to let the two children live separately in two countries, and in the afternoon Herwin Lambis came to ask her, is this not pressure?
If it weren't for the fact that she didn't feel the oppression of her and her father in this sentence, Audrey would almost have thought that someone in her own family had defected or been controlled, and revealed the contents of their family meeting to Herwin Lambis!
Audrey restrained her emotions and said without any objection:
"Okay."
After that, they briefly chatted about some psychology and occult knowledge, including information about the spirit world, as well as some information about the "human head bird demon", and they all talked happily with each other, as if they were really two bosom friends who had forgotten their old days.
But after saying goodbye and getting into the carriage, Audrey's mood still did not completely calm down - she vaguely felt that there were ripples under the surface of the calm lake, why did Herwin Lambis pay attention to this problem, what would the nobles who want to protect themselves have to do with psychological alchemy? What exactly is the purpose of this question......
Or, who wants to know?
Audrey let her mind go for a moment, and suddenly felt a little nervous.
Herwin Lambis is definitely not asking such a question on a whim, this question is not in line with the relatively hidden attitude of the Psychological Alchemy Society all alongβthis sentence seems to be asked by someone else through Herwin's mouth, and it has a deep meaning that must be carefully explored!
"I should probably stop Daddy, and I shouldn't let him risk sending Hibbert to Intis now......" The Earl's daughter suddenly thought of a crucial point, "I remember that Mr. 'Fool' said that George III was about to become a god, and that it was impossible to allow his subjects to act like a traitor...... Hibbert can't go to Intis! And the Hall family is valuable in terms of steel, banking, and new industryβ"
Inside the warm carriage, Audrey shuddered, her hands clenched.
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"Leg retract." Medici said, "Why is this place so small? β
"I bought two single one-way tickets. I'm so sorry! β
Still, Trainor tucked his legs away and stuffed himself into the second-class seat, which was overcrowded due to the luggage of the people around him. Both he and Medici were involved in disguise, but the clothes made with the extraordinary properties of the "Faceling" could only reduce his height by twenty centimeters at most, and the excess meat had to be added to himself, which made him immediately become a fat man who was still very tall, not only could not stretch his legs, but also the seat became crowded because the meat was transferred to other parts.
Compared to him, Medici's body that had been trimmed with the flesh and blood magic of the Mystic Prayer Man was much more normal, and although he couldn't change his hair color, he could hide the flesh in his body and turn himself into a solid one.
"The location of this car is too small." Medici expressed his opinion, "There are also a lot of people. β
"Rune doesn't have a tall demand because their mainstream pathway doesn't grow taller, and the vast majority of people don't have tall blood. Fursack's door frames are two and a half meters, and Runnes of average height have to climb into a chair when they enter their home. β
"The main thing is that there are too many people, right?"
Medici glanced in the direction of the carriage, although it was not crowded, but there was no gap, and there were still people trying to enter outside, even if there was nowhere to stop, he had to get on the train. Now it feels like a second-class seat is like a sardine can, let alone a third-class seat.
A large number of people who did not buy tickets were standing in the corridors or sitting on their suitcases, waiting for the conductor to come and pay for their tickets.
"I thought there would be a big influx of people in Beckland right now."
They communicated in a psychic connection, ostensibly not knowing each other, one looking at the newspaper and ignoring the outside of the window, and the other waiting for the train to start with his face propped up on the windowsill against the wall, with an unlit hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth.
"Actually, Beckland is the safest place in the whole of Rune, but the people don't know it, they only know that there was a terrible explosion in Beckland, and there was a terrible attack and fire...... I haven't been involved in the Divine War for a long time, but I didn't expect that so many people would choose to return to their hometowns after the rest of their lives, and it might be a good thing to drive employment development in other regions. β
At this moment, a young girl's voice behind me whispered sorry.
Trainor understood, bending his neck to avoid a tin suitcase that had been wiped over his head, and it would not be good if he accidentally broke someone else's suitcase with his face: "Oh, there should be a lot of people from the secret organization inside, the strongholds of the Harvest Church and the Touring Sect have been opened, and there are nearly ten strongholds of secret gatherings large and small that have been cleaned up, and there are many wild sequences that have been hung out of wanted warrants to offer rewards." This incident is about to frighten the members of Beckland's existing secret organization, and it is estimated that many of the people on this train are wild and extraordinary people who have taken advantage of the chaos to transfer. β
Just by glancing at the past, Trainor could spot a lot of well-hidden spiritual brilliance.
For example, the young man who was standing on tiptoe in front of him now delivered the box also had a spiritual brilliance, but it was almost invisible.
The Extraordinary of the Church sometimes needs some secret organization channels to achieve some purpose and complete the task more smoothly, and this blow is equivalent to a net harvest, taking the big ones and leaving the small ones behind, and the sustainable fishing.
Therefore, it should not be possible to let the demigods or the middle sequence intercept and search with seals.
As long as the church turns a blind eye, after a while, the wild extraordinaries will use their tenacious vitality to build a huge network of covert organizations in Beckland, and the meetings will continue to be held, and they will be more hidden and more careful.
When checking in the ticket, he also noticed another entrance dozens of meters away, and there was even a demigod hidden on the train to East Tuckershire, and he was good at hiding his breath, and he really couldn't find it if he didn't look carefully.
A pair of hands reached out from the rear, ready to place the box on the shelf overhead.
"It's about a three-hour drive to the Hornachis Mountains, and we can get off the bus and maybe ......."
Trainor flipped through the lace news in the newspaper, and suddenly, the train doors seemed to be closed, and there was another push in the crowd. The hands behind him were not steady, and the metal suitcase that was passing over his head slammed down.
ββ¦β¦ and Don who went first. β
Before the exclamation of the girl in the back seat came out, Trainor had already freed up one hand to steadily catch the box and send it back to the person's hand, and by the way, he helped to stuff it into the iron shelf above his head, and a set of actions went smoothly, and others didn't see what was going on at all, only to see that he seemed to stand up and help the girl in the back to store the suitcase. Then he sat back down and continued to read the newspaper as if nothing had happened.
The young extraordinary in front and the girl in the back row were all stunned, and after two seconds, the extraordinary person in front of him who shone with an inconspicuous spiritual brilliance hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you." β
He scrambled through the crowd and squeezed his way into the seat next to the girl in the back row. In the back seat was a small, golden-brown haired girl, like a student, with a somewhat frightened expression, and everyone in the carriage was huddled together like canned meat.
As he passed by, Trainor noticed that a piece of clothing was bulging covertly on his body, presumably carrying a gun, and Medici was also intrigued by this little episode, and asked in the Psychic Link, "What do you think is the approximate sequence?" β
"6 or 7, less than 5, not strong."
"Almost, it should be 6, what do you think is the way to bring a gun to the middle sequence?"
Trainor thought seriously for a few seconds and glanced at him, "Thief? Praisers? β
There are really few extraordinary people who need to carry other weapons in sequence 6, not to mention sailors, hunters, and witches, so that they can already occupy an important output position in the low sequence, and the soothsayer also has basic attack ability in this period, not to mention high, at least the air bullet burst is more convenient than the gun. When you reach Sequence 6, you still need to equip a gun, which means that the attack power of the path itself is not even as good as a gun.
The "Praisers" do fall into this category, and the Purifying Light, though powerful, can't change their own weaker situation, and of course, if they knew that Silver City now has a Praiser who fights with an axe that attracts thunder and lightning, they will change their minds.
"Fate, I guess."
Medici laughed in the Psychic Link: "You don't understand this way, I know too well, the weapon can play a greater effect in their hands, even if the bullet misses, it can bounce back, and if there is no bullet, maybe you will pick up the magazine on the road, and you may explode it if you use it to smash the enemy." β
"It's amazing, I hope I don't touch it in the future."
Although Ulorius, the king of angels who has the path of fate, there are not many extraordinary people in the Aurora Society, because these endangered creatures with over-inspired inspiration will lose control and die on the spot if they listen to the whispers of the real creator, but how can they prove their piety if they don't listen to the whispers? Therefore, the Aurora Society does not have a path of fate, only the seal of the pathway.
Sometimes the Aurora Society will also poach people from the "School of Life", after all, the speaker of the School of Life is also an old opponent of Ulorius, and there is no burden to dig people up - it's just that the defection direction of the School of Life doesn't know why it's the Rose School, and when a "winner" escaped a few years ago, the Aurora Society also sent someone to contact him, but he didn't succeed in digging it up.
Trainor casually perfunctory and asked another question:
"Have you consulted the Esoteric Order?"
He was quite interested in the young man who could sequence 6 and ascend to sequence 3 in half a year, but he was only interested.
The train started, and it jolted violently, and the passengers standing in the aisle almost fell one after the other like roselles, but everyone stood too close and did not succeed.
The red angel yawned, "Asked." β
The response range covers the whole world, and it is convenient for the angels who directly send "oracles" to their subordinates, and they can get a response so quickly hundreds of kilometers away from Intis. Trainor thought without envy at all.
"The Esoteric Society says that there are seals corresponding to Sequence 3 and rituals, but there is no recipe and no auxiliary materials."
"It's not out of Beckland's range yet, you ask that kid - if he's willing to eat the extraordinary trait directly, then I'll help him smash it, and now you can start thinking about your Sequence 3 name and title."
Trenaci said, "You're actually going to help smash it?" Is he really a god-favored? β
Medici then replied, "Yes." β
Of course, he wouldn't say that he was saved by the "Fool" when he fought with the God of Steam and Machines and the spirit of the Primordial Witch, let alone that without the help of the "Fool", maybe Intis would have exploded now, so he casually found a reason and said:
"I wonder if it's still the favor of the two gods."
TBC
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Crowdfund the title of Klein Sequence 3 and ask for a fit for ancient scholars to see if anyone can surpass the ideas of yesterday's group friends.
(End of chapter)