The world of the Extraordinary is dangerous, and it seems that Mr. Fate should be reminded to watch out for this monster.

The image in front of Klein's eyes shook suddenly, and he was dragged to another new place. It's an apple orchard, and the fruit is already hanging on the branches.

He looked far away, and saw a huge city lying on the ground in the distance, and a thick yellowish mist that hung over the city's head.

This is Beckland, the capital of the kingdom!

The screen quickly cuts to this time he finds himself under a white tower, but it's too high! Crane looked up and saw a huge hanging bell two-thirds of the way up the tower, with a giant spotlight further above.

Could it be that this lighthouse is also Remy's hiding place?

As soon as he thought of it, he found himself being dragged farther and farther away from the White Tower, and gradually sinking into the ground, deep into the earth. Huo Ran's eyes lit up, and he appeared in a huge underground cavern.

Then the picture began to crumble and shatter rapidly.

He recovered from his divination state, his fingers tapping on the bronze tabletop.

So Remy has at least three hiding places, two in the harbor and one outside of Beckland?

"If you can transmit sound through the stars, can you also transmit images......?"

Klein tapped his finger to his forehead, and with the help of the special above the gray mist, he tried to express the divination content in his memory.

His attempt was successful! The content he had just obtained from divination was actually edited into a video by him!

"Whew, it's not difficult. Just like those fool-proof editing software. ”

Klein, who had succeeded in his first attempt, was in a state of excitement, and was about to put the image into the Crimson Star to complete the deal with Mr. Fate, but he immediately had new concerns.

How could an ancient, mysterious being be sold because of a gold coin?

He tapped on the table and quickly came up with a plan.

The mysterious fool may be detrimental to the character by taking money directly, but if it is to help a believer who is in a difficult situation with lack of money, then the image of the fool will immediately shine!

"With this 'image editing software', it's much easier to fake."

After making up his mind, Klein immediately prepared to use the special place to make a piece of material.

As for how to get the material...... Since when others pray, they leave a video here. When you pray, there should be a picture left.

He immediately got up, went to an open spot in the temple, shook off the mist, got down on one knee and began to pray to himself:

"Fools who do not belong to this age; the mysterious lord above the gray mist; The Yellow and Black King who rules good fortune. ”

"I pray for your favor."

"I pray for some help."

The gray mist showed him as he prayed. Having already mastered the ropes, Klein quickly extracted the invocation message, darkened the background, and added more mosaics on the characters' bodies to slightly distort the sounds.

Then he threw these two images into the 'destiny' stars.

......

In the study, Grandin maintained a posture of pleading, quietly waiting for an answer. By this time, the ritual candle had burned to the bottom, and the flame began to flicker.

If Mr. Fool doesn't respond, the ritual will automatically end! Just as Grandin was about to interrupt the ceremony, the candle flared up.

"Whew!"

In the light gate, a notebook was sent out, and the gold coins disappeared from the altar simultaneously.

Grandin's eyes were filled with gray mist, and he saw the fool who sat like he was sitting on a throne, and he seemed to be listening to the prayers of others:

"Fools who do not belong to this age; the mysterious lord above the gray mist; The Yellow and Black King who rules good fortune. ”

"I pray for some help."

A man whose face was unclear, covered in mosaics, prayed to Mr. Fool for help in a dark environment, so Mr. Fool casually picked up a gold coin from the altar and gave it to the man who was praying for help.

Is this an otherworldly version of me that I have a friend? Knowing that Mr. Fool didn't have any followers for the time being, Grandin had a strange expression, but he didn't wait for him to complain.

The picture in front of his eyes changed, he saw the warehouse labeled '072', he saw the apple orchard in the suburbs, and he saw the huge underground cavern. c0m

The candle burned out, and the gray mist in Grandin's eyes quickly dissipated.

Although the sacrificial ceremony was over, he still strictly adhered to the ritual norms, first praising the name of the fool before he began to pack up the altar and ritual materials.

When everything was cleaned up, Grandin sat back in his chair, his eyes on the hourglass knick-knacks on the desk, and his temperament was calm.

In the picture just transmitted, the '072' warehouse is the best to find, and I have seen the scenery from that bell tower for a long time...... So the warehouse was at the East Bailang dockyard and was numbered '072'.

However, it is a little difficult to find an apple orchard in the suburbs, there are too many places that meet the requirements, but at least there is a direction. As for the last White Tower...... I've never seen anything like it in Beckland.

Grandin thought about it, and decided to abandon the last location, go to the warehouse tomorrow, and then go all out to investigate the apple orchard on the outskirts of Beckland.

He remembered the first image, where Mr. Fool, sitting high in the clouds, did not accept his sacrifice, but instead gave the gold to a believer who prayed to Him for help.

"Mr. Fool is also working too hard to maintain his image......"

Hall House Villas.

The sleeping Audrey hugged the quilt and sat up suddenly. Her brain was a little confused from the sudden awakening from her deep sleep, but a gray mist appeared under her eyes, and she saw Mr. Fool on top of the gray fog.

There was also a repeating answer in my ears:

"I see."

"Got it."

"That's it."

Audrey sat on the bed and froze.

"Mr. Fool can answer my prayers, this is the power of the gods! But what I'm praying for is a good dream...... "Audrey had all kinds of thoughts in her head, and her mind became clearer and clearer.

As a last resort, Audrey could only lift the quilt and go to the dresser, and set up the altar again, she wanted to pray to another great being, for a good dream!

Grandin, who had taken care of everything, lay on the four-poster bed, the fluffy pillow inviting him to sleep. In a half-dream, black ash swept in front of his eyes, and a crisp voice of supplication came from his ears:

"I pray...... A good dream. ”

The sound was cascading on and on the waves, shattering Grandin's sleepiness. -->>

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"I'm going to get an autoresponder next time!"

As he sat up from his bed and went to the Black Lagoon to pray, Grandin set a goal for himself.

After using the 'Sleep' and 'Dream' spells to put his students to sleep, Grandin, who had lost his sleep, leaned against the window and watched the crimson moon hanging in the sky, passing the long night.

A gold coin was tossed up and down in his hand, and Audrey contributed ten more gold coins to him in order to get a good night's sleep.

"Ding~"

Grandin looked at the gold coins spinning in the air, and wondered if he should give himself a set of 'sleep' and 'dream' hypnosis.

"Smack!"

Crane stood in front of the window, clasping his hands together to catch the gold coins tumbling from the air. The map of the Kingdom of Rune engraved on the gold coin was so cute in his eyes.

It took a lot of effort to get the coin out of the gray mist. First, he imitated Mr. Fate's arrangement, prayed for himself, and then ascended the gray mist to give himself.

By the light of the moon, Crane memorized every line on the gold coin, and then hid it under his pillow, which he decided to take with him wherever he went.

.......

On Wednesday, when Grandin returned to the Nightwatch's residence from the church with a pile of study materials, he found Lorota alone in his office.

She is still struggling with the upcoming psychic exam, and the other two of the team are nowhere to be seen.

"Don't look for it, all members of the team have a holiday today." "El asked me to inform you that tomorrow morning at eight o'clock in the morning, we will meet at the North Steam Station. You can also wait for us in the last car of the train, which is our exclusive car. ”

"There's an exclusive car? Is this a benefit for our night watchmen on a business trip? Grandin put the refilled tin can in the closet.

"What do you think, this time it's a special event, because we need to carry a more dangerous seal." Without looking up, Lorota pulled a document from the table and shook it at him for him to read for himself.

Seals, 2-049. It is a clown figure wrapped in a tan oil-stained cloth. Once unblocked, the puppet will constantly attempt to assimilate the characters around it. If it is not freed from its grip in time, the victim will turn into a thoughtless puppet. Special reminder: When the Antigonus bloodline is near it, it will be extremely active. ”

As he slowly read out the contents of the document, he also found its information in his memory. This seal seems to have been formed by the extraordinary properties of the 'Secret Puppet Master', and although its control methods are strange, as long as you pay attention, it is not too dangerous.

"Our mission is to assist the Nightwatch team in Tingen in capturing Riel Bieber. He is suspected to be a descendant of the House of Antigonus, so Tingen has asked us to bring '2-049' over for identification. ”

Lorota said as she stretched, her bones crackling.

"Don't you need my help to escort the seals to the train station?" Grandin put the papers back on the table and asked casually.

"No, three people are enough." Lorota stood up and began to move her sedentary body, she made a few boxing movements, "You live far away, so I won't let you run back and forth this time, just wait on the train for us to escort the seal." ”

Since it was the kindness of his teammates, there was no need for Grandin to refuse. He thought about it, and found that he had nothing to do in his office, so he might as well finish his lunch and go to the dockyard in East Bailang to check the storehouse.

Grandin took out his pocket watch, flicked the lid open and found that it was already lunchtime, "Ma'am, do you want to go to the cafeteria with me to eat?" ”

"No, I'm more used to eating alone, and I have this spiritual food, and I'm not hungry yet." Lorota slapped the magazine on her desk with her palm.

Grandin saw a maid wearing cat ears on the cover of the magazine.

Lorota began to pack her things and seemed ready to go home and rest.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the East Bailang Dockyard.

Grandin crouched at the top of the bell tower like a goshawk ready to pounce, his eyes fixed on the target, the '072' warehouse.

When Grandin first arrived, he went to ask the management of the docks, but unfortunately all the lease information about the warehouse was destroyed by Remy in advance.

Now he can only keep an eye on this stupid way to see if there are people coming in and out of the warehouse.

Of course, he could have asked Wiggins for this task, and now he was here to wait for another person.

His spirit shook suddenly, and his suddenly active intuition told him that someone was coming!

"You didn't call me out because you wanted me to accompany you to see the scenery, did you?"

Silently, a palm rested on Grandin's shoulder, and then Rowena, dressed in a rider's suit, jumped out of the shadows, wearing a white shirt and trousers that made it easy to move, and the red-haired 'witch' was exuding infinite charm at this time.

It's a pity that Grandin didn't eat this set at all, and he directly began to get down to business:

"I got the word that the target was hiding in an apple orchard in the suburbs. When I don't need to 'fish', please help me check the orchards in the suburbs. ”

"Your 300 gold pounds is really hard to earn." Rowena said with a whining tone, "Do you know how many orchards there are on the outskirts of Beckland? ”

Rowena's fingers caressed Grantin's shoulder, and as she quickly swam to his neck, Grantin slapped her hand away:

"I believe that the 'Assassins' are professional in this regard. I'm going to investigate that warehouse, do you want to come along? ”

During the hours he was watching, no one had passed by, and he didn't want to wait any longer. You might be able to get something out of going straight to the warehouse and doing some research.

There was no glass at the lookout in the bell tower, so as he descended the spiral staircase, a powerful wind poured in through the narrow window, leaving him without the slightest desire to speak.

Rowena, who was as light as a cat, followed him unaffected.

"I have a task you assigned at night, and now I can't get rest during the day?" Rowena walked from behind him to him, "Did you know that being too tired can make a lady age quickly?" ”

Grandin, who didn't want to listen to her complaints, had to speed up his pace downstairs.

Warehouse '072' is still roughly the same as the last time Grandin saw it during his divination. A three-masted galleon occupies half of the warehouse, and the other half is an open space with a few wooden crates in the corner. There was a damp smell in the air, a layer of dust had accumulated on the floor, and it looked like no one had come in to clean it for a while.

"There was nothing in the cabin, not even the rats starved to death. What exactly are you looking for? Rowena jumped off the sailboat with a light prop on the side of the ship.

"There have been deaths here, and I want to see if there are any clues left."

Grandin had tried to find the remaining resentment, but now it seemed that everything had been worn out by time.