Chapter 379: Three Days Left

"The Eastern Continent's honorific title for Frank has changed from a sage to an angel, how could I have such a dream?"

Above the Source Castle, Crane rubbed his nose, listened to the prayers of Moon City and Silver City, and comforted himself profusely:

"Well, in fact, angel is just an ordinary honorific title, and it is normal to praise others as angels...... It seems that the situation in Moon City is recovering well, their strength is relatively intact, and the population is larger than that of Silver City, so it's time to send them a batch of purification, uh, purification mushrooms to help them get rid of the deviant in their bodies......"

Realizing with grief that Frank was a complete monopoly on technology, and that there was nothing extraordinary that could compare with this pollution-free and non-dangerous group purification drug, Klein had no choice but to recognize the reality and give up thinking:

"When the level of collective mutation in Moon City is lessened, I will let them search the depths of the darkness for other city-states...... The two cities are a bit far apart, and there are unknown dangers in between, so it is unlikely that they will meet for a while, so let's explore in their respective areas first. ”

"I don't have the ability to go to the Eastern Continent to bring them out now, if they find all the survivors of the Godforsaken Lands, I can let them find a way to get out...... Where is the way out of God's forsaken land? The real Creator didn't tell me, he thought I could find it. The 'Sun' said that the chief suspect that the way out was in the Giant's Court, well, I'll think about it according to the situation when they explore it. ”

The matter of Silver City and Moon City leaving the God's Forsaken Land will not be solved for a while, Crane felt a little relaxed, there is really only one thing to solve at the moment, and that is the ritual of George III.

It was the dead of night, but Crane didn't fall asleep, but came to the gray fog early, waiting for something.

Today is the Sequence 5 promotion ceremony that Miss "Justice" has made an appointment.

The other party is about to become the "Dream Walker" of Sequence 5, and he has promised that he will personally help her hold the ceremony to prevent accidents.

In the Hall family's suburban estate, in Audrey's bedroom.

After receiving the look, Susie, the big golden retriever, opened the door and went out by herself, and sat outside to prevent anyone from disturbing her.

Audrey took out the extraordinary characteristics of the "Dream Walker", the corresponding auxiliary materials and the utensils used to mix them from the hidden places where the things were hidden—most of these auxiliary materials came from Silver City, which belonged to things that could be exchanged for not much merit, and as for the reward, Audrey had not yet paid it, because the little "sun" had not yet thought about what she wanted.

Skillfully concocted the potion, looking at the dim liquid dotted with gray and white dots, Audrey took a step back, clasped her hands, put them in front of her mouth and nose, and whispered in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

As soon as her prayers had subsided, countless shadows appeared in front of her that were difficult to describe.

They swim and weave quickly, as if they are active in the sea, and at the top of the sea are seven different colors of pure light that seem to contain endless knowledge.

Above these seven pure lights is an endless gray and white mist, and above the gray mist, there is a majestic and majestic palace.

At this moment, the door of the palace opened, and a figure condensed by golden light flew down and descended in front of Audrey. The twelve pairs of flame wings covered the blonde girl.

The scene lasted only a second or two before disappearing, like a hallucination, but Audrey was a little immersed in this sacred and sublime feeling every time.

She calmed down and thanked Mr. "Fool" sincerely.

With the "Angel's Embrace", she can stay awake in her dreams, waking up whenever she wants, without worrying about being addicted to it and unable to extricate herself.

This is equivalent to the fact that she has already held the corresponding ritual of "Dream Walker", and the effect is definitely better than the original.

The potion was not as unpalatable as she had imagined, some sour, some sweet, some bitter, some psychedelic, some exciting, like a dream of wanton indulgence.

Before Audrey could feel the effects of the potion on her body, her mind suddenly drifted and she quickly regained consciousness.

She saw outside the window from night to morning, and the sun rose in the sky, staining red.

In the garden, flowers bloom one after another, and the tips of the green grass are slightly swaying with crystal dewdrops.

Audrey seemed to have become the master of this world, her consciousness floated, and she saw scenes from a bird's-eye perspective:

Her father and mother walked hand in hand in the garden path, bathing in the morning sun and smelling the fragrance;

Her brother, Alfred, who had never died, had now bridged the gap between him and Hibbert, and rode his horse, with his attendants, and laughed more than anyone could have hunted;

Ambassadors or special representatives of countries such as Fursac, Intis, and Fenerport, and even the Byron Empire and the Highlands participated, as the Northern Continent recognized their legitimate status as states, and normal and equal diplomacy was established between nations. They signed an agreement at the Sodrrak Palace in Rune, declaring to the world that there would be no war, and the clouds in the sky dissipated;

Them.

Audrey's gaze froze slightly.

The dream was closely linked to her perception of the real world, and instead of the emperors, kings, and political heads seen in newspapers and portraits, the dream appeared in the palace of Sodrak, but in vague human form, a symbol of the gods.

This scene suddenly woke her up, and she silently turned her head away, looking into the distance of this imperfect dream.

She saw George III announce his abdication and families who disappeared in human trafficking received state subsidies. The newly enthroned Cowindon II was a benevolent king, and under the impetus of the king and the church, the smog situation in Beckland got better and better, and every factory passed the double audit of the alkali industry prosecutor and the "Air Pollution Investigation Commission", and promoted such standards to other countries;

Audrey sighed softly.

She didn't expect the incredible thing of "George III's abdication" in her dream, but she couldn't deny that she was looking forward to this scene, and pinned her hopes for Rune to get better again on Crown Prince Gwynton Augustus.

The reality is that these families are still living with the pain of their families going missing, or they are simply being trafficked.

The king trampled on their bones and blood, preparing to walk to the eternal throne.

There was a feeling of falling from the clouds to the ground, the fluttering joy and fog disappeared, and the cold real world was revealed.

It was all a dream and a fantasy, and she was now losing interest in it, and even without the help of Mr. Fool, Audrey felt that she might be scared to wake up when the gods of all the nations gathered.

However, in this dream, there is also a future that seems to be achievable:

The maximum hours of the workers' labor and the basic conditions of labor were satisfied, the various industries developed better and better, the number of vagrants was reduced to an unimaginable degree, and the various kingdom-led security schemes covered all groups of people;

The children don't have to enter the factory in their childhood, they laugh and play, run into the classrooms with bright windows and clean desks and chairs, open the textbooks, and start listening carefully. If they don't learn, it's because they don't want to, not because they don't have the conditions.

Women are no longer discriminated against on the basis of their gender, even if they are just a female pulp washer, they can rely on learning, gain knowledge, and find better jobs, they are journalists, teachers, policemen, soldiers, miners, and government employees, and they can be seen in every formal profession;

All kinds of mechanical creations appear in the streets and alleys, bringing convenience and joy to the people;

In the square in front of the church, white doves fly and fall, and people sit, stand or play, enjoying life to the fullest......

Wild extraordinaires don't have to worry anymore, as long as they undergo regular physical check-ups and mental state assessments, they can walk in the sun and use their extraordinary abilities to earn money legally.

"It's wonderful...... Unfortunately, there are some unrealistic parts in it, it seems that the more I know, the less beautiful this world becomes, but, this is the real world......" Audrey stared at this dream, and sighed in her heart.

Above the Source Castle, Klein paid attention to Audrey's changes, and saw that her mental state was very stable, and there was no abnormality in the star spirit body and spirit, so he knew that the other party's promotion had been successful nine times out of ten.

At this moment, a prayer came from Klein's ear, and the pattern of the "fool" behind the high-backed chair rippled.

He looked at the scarlet star, which was expanding and contracting, and judging from the blurred image, it was a prayer from the "hermit" lady.

Klein stretched out his hand a little, and the prayer picture unfolded in front of him:

Lady Cordelia, the Hermit, was in a large but crowded room, her eyes closed, muttering a word—Klein knew it was contradictory, but it was true. Because the room itself was spacious, but the floor was littered with planetariums, wrenches, gears, occult books, and all sorts of miscellaneous items, and there was no way to put your feet on it—so the Hermit Lady was now floating in the air praying.

"Dear Mr. 'Fool'...... I am about to pray to the 'Sage' to gain knowledge and hopefully receive your blessings......"

Sage? Oh, the Hidden Sage.

Crane remembered the transparent eyes that floated in the air, made of starlight, flickering and flickering.

Immediately afterward, Klein wordlessly looked behind Gardelia.

The starry eyes were floating behind the "Hermit" lady at this moment, as if they were watching her every move curiously.

As soon as Klein opened the screen, he saw the eyes, and his intuition told him that they were drawn by prayers. Combined with the content of the "hermit's" prayer, he almost instantly developed an embarrassing feeling that he was helping to cheat and was caught red-handed by the invigilator.

And these eyes did not give him a spiritual warning, nor did Gardelia's prayers, perhaps the "sage" would not be against them.

Seeing that the starlight eyes seemed to have a tendency to turn, Klein immediately closed the prayer screen, then thought for a while, took out the citrine pendulum, and decided whether Gardelia would be in danger.

Klein quickly wrote down the divination statement:

Indoctrination of knowledge can pose a fatal danger to the "hermits".

The citrine rotates counterclockwise in amplitude, indicating that the subsequent indoctrination of knowledge is dangerous, but not fatal. Indoctrination has always been like this, and rounding up without fatal rounding is no danger, and Klein decides not to respond to Gardelia.

……

In Philen's secret dormitory, as soon as Gadelia uttered the prayer, she immediately felt the gaze of the Great Being.

She waited nervously for a moment, and nothing happened.

Mr. "Fool" took one look at me and left? She had such a strange idea suddenly.

Or is it that He has blessed me, but I don't realize it, or that He is not happy with my request, but ...... No, no, you can't speculate on God, and whatever the "fool" does, there must be a reason for it.

So she fell silently to the ground, clearing a clearing to settle on, ready to perform a ritual to seek knowledge from the hidden sage.

She took out a stack of drawings and prayed with devotion and thirst for knowledge:

"Honorable Hidden Sage, you are the Emperor of Knowledge, the Hermit of the Mysteries, I pray that you will grant me the ...... on the optimized structure, efficient propeller design, and thermodynamic modeling of the stratospheric airship based on these drawings that have been designed."

……

Half a minute later, Klein heard Gardelia's screams.

He glanced at it, and Starlight Eyes were constantly passing on knowledge. After confirming that the other party was only in pain and that there was no sign of losing control, Klein coughed and turned his head back as if nothing had happened.

He doesn't want to be involved with the "Hidden Sage" for the time being.

On the other hand, Miss "Justice" seems to have completed her promotion, and she is happily thanking Mr. "Fool".

Crane breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his spirit, and set his gaze on the patina cross on the long mottled table.

This is an item that has just been sacrificed by the two members of the Tarot Society, "The Magician" and "Judgment", saying that they are grateful for the blessings of Mr. "Fool", hoping to please this being.

It doesn't look like a low level...... Crane picked up the spiked cross and used divination, quickly grasping the extraordinary abilities and negative effects of this magical item.

The two turned out to be one.

This copper-green cross purifies the powers of depravity, filth, corruption, darkness, evil, disease, and so on, causing them to dissipate quickly until there is nothing left behind.

Based on this principle, this magical item can also remove mental contamination from extraordinary properties.

It is precisely because of this powerful and pure purification that the patina cross repels contact with other magical objects and extraordinary properties, and cannot coexist with the same person, and it also repels the extraordinary properties of the bearer, but it is relatively less obvious: over time, it will let the characteristics of the extraordinary precipitate little by little!

Can be used to recover traits from Extraordinaries who have failed promotions and have not died or lost control...... The power of this cross is very similar to that of the "darkless one" of the "sun" path...... Crane nodded thoughtfully.

"It appeared in the hands of Viscount Stafford who was suspected of being a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society, and he also claimed to have participated in the killing of Mason Dill who discovered the King's secret, which really means that George III and the Dusk Hermit will have a closer cooperation?"

"The Dusk Hermit must have angels too, oh, like Hermeth...... I don't know where he is now, and if he still supports George III......"

Crane's brow furrowed slightly.

In the history of the occult, Hermes was undoubtedly a great man, and he was less willing to make enemies of such a person if he could.

"If Hermes was one of the followers of the former Sun God, as the Silver City story suggests, then I don't think he would have supported George III either...... But it's hard to say that divinity and time change a person gradually. ”

"Huh? Yes, this amazing item is also a cross. ”

I've recently been tracking down George III and killing Chunas Korg, could this be a warning from the Dusk Hermits? No, they don't need to be warned at all, with the silent hypnosis and psychological suggestion of the "audience", as long as Sequence 3 or the angel consciously teaches me a lesson, I may have started to have problems now that I have just been promoted...... So what exactly does this mean? Could it be Hermes's hint? No, how did He know that Firth and Hugh were the "magicians" and "judges" of the Tarot Society? How did you know they were going to kill Viscount Stafford and sacrifice these things to me?

He looked at the cross, trying to dig out some hints from it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Klein didn't come up with an answer. Klein reached for the citrine pendulum wrapped around his wrist, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea of divination.

"The only thing that is certain is that the 'No Dark Cross' in my hands is definitely not a simple coincidence, but someone's push."

"You want to find the 'fool', or contact me."

And this thing is not suitable for wearing, it will gradually lose people's extraordinary abilities, and it cannot coexist with other seals.

"In that case......

Crane muttered, clutching the patina cross back to the real world. The disappearance of Chunas Korg did not cause much shock to the Rose Estate, after all, it was not unusual for the MI9 major general to leave suddenly for special reasons.

He left the manor quickly, and returned with a fresh secret puppet in his hands - a completely ordinary person, a robber caught from the outside who happened to be doing bad things. Crane briefly changed the Secret Couple's appearance and size, and then shoved the Darkless Cross into his body.

A hole opened in the puppet's chest, swallowing the Darkless Cross, and then the flesh slowly fused, leaving no scar.

"Then you don't need to keep it on Fort Source all the time, in case anything strange happens."

"Ordinary people don't have extraordinary properties to precipitate, and if the secret puppet has an abnormality due to the absence of a dark cross, I can feel it firsthand."

Next, Crane tried to adjust the position of the Darkless Cross and left the seal. After the adjustment, he suddenly felt that this operation was a little strange...... It's like those secret prayers who use their bodies to hide things.

Sure enough, it's the sequelae of working with the secret prayer people...... Klein laughed dryly twice, and let the secret puppet fit in the clothes of the manor's manservant and blend in seamlessly.

……

A touch of orange light up in the sky, and one manor after another on the north bank of the Tasok River woke up in the morning mist.

Tall and fat Frankie Cage comes to Chunas. Korg's guest bedroom, where he slept last night, raised his hand and knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and after a glance, he shook his head in disappointment:

"The Major General has not returned."

Councillor Macht, who happened to be with him, also looked around the empty room, smiled and comforted:

"It may be that the task has not been completed yet, and it needs to be a major general to leave suddenly, and it must be a big thing that needs to be dealt with for a while."

"I think so."

The deputy director of MI9 often behaved in a similar way, involving national security secrets, so the Makht parliamentarian and others did not panic. Franmi did not doubt the strength of Chunas and did not linger on the topic.

Hézel didn't look into the room again this time, the "decryptor's" instinct told her that something was not normal inside, but the promotion and the powerful fear of the unknown stopped her curiosity.

At this time, Dawn Dantès slowly walked down from the upper floor and greeted the guests:

"Good morning, guys, how was your rest last night?"

"Nice, quiet and comfortable for a holiday." Councillor Makht smiled at his friend, and Frankie nodded.

Dawn walked down the stairs, and as he passed by, he glanced at Chunas Korg's room, and saw that it was still empty, and that what belonged to the major general was left in it, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly:

"Your Excellency the Major General hasn't come back yet, this is my inadequate hospitality."

Frankie hurriedly spoke:

"Don't say that, Daun, Your Excellency is looking forward to the vacation at Rose Song Manor, but you have to leave for something."

"Is that so? Then I'm looking forward to making it back in the future. ”

Dawn said half-jokingly, and then led the guests to the restaurant chatting.

The maids have prepared a sumptuous meal, and lunch is even more varied, as is the case every day of the holiday. As a courtesy, the host will use the precious good wines from the estate cellar, and the guests will never skimp on the generous gifts of the host and the praise of the food.

Noticing that the servants in the dining room were placing the morning newspaper they had just bought today on the shelves in the dining room for people to read, he moved slightly and asked Councillor Mahert to pick up the meal first, while he walked to the shelves where newspapers and magazines were placed.

George III was fond of using newspapers to show himself...... Probably because he could call himself "emperor" in the newspapers, huh.

Klein smiled as he picked up the newspaper.

His eyes widened slightly, and as expected, the second page was indeed written with quite important news.

This section is not big or small, and occupies a relatively important position, but it is not on the first page, giving people a strange feeling, as if it is hidden but not completely hidden. The report included some of His Majesty's condolences to the soon-to-be Emperor for the redevelopment of the city, accompanied by a picture of a huge podium that had been erected, which, according to Klein's impression of Beckland, should have been in the center of Beckland, in the square of Hillston.

Sure enough, it's here...... Klein had already looked at the situation in Beckland.

If George III wanted to find a place for a collective ceremony that could accommodate a large number of residents, it would have to be the town square.

“…… Due to the delay of bad weather and various objective reasons, until today, the ceremonial platform has been built. ”

"Beckland has been through a lot with the people over the past year. His Majesty the Emperor will deliver an important speech on the present situation and the future, and the speech will begin promptly at 9 a.m. on October 4. Location: Central Town Square, Hilston

Klein frowned, and then, his gaze slowly rose to see the day's date on the newspaper front.

October 1.

"Say it's within half a month...... It only took 10 days. Klein stared at the date for a few seconds, and suddenly things appeared in front of him, and his own promotion to Sequence 3 had only been five days now.

George III moved faster than he thought.

TBC

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I'm going to continue cooking tomorrow, so I'm on leave. (Departed)