Chapter 11—Fregra and His Servants (I)

Anzai nodded with a smile and explained:

"Yes, but I'm not here to provide information this time."

The matter of Bernadette, no matter how much it was explained to Marić, was unreasonable.

This is because he and Sharon Marić have not established much trust now, and he directly revealed the identity of the other party last time, if it is revealed again this time, he will also be clear about the extraordinary circle they have contacted......

So Glerint simply chose to pretend to be a little more magical:

"Yes, I, well, the gentleman I serve, Lord Glerint, who is in some trouble and desperately needs some help from a strong man who is knowledgeable enough in the occult.

And the revelation he received from a prophecy was:

He can get the corresponding clues from you! ”

Marić glanced at Anthy with a slightly dull gaze, frowned unabashedly, and repeated in a low voice with some surprise:

"Prophecy?"

He didn't know much about prophecy, except that although prophecy was more difficult, it was often more difficult to interpret it correctly.

Glerint knew that too much talk would be lost, so he didn't make any more fools, and let Marić think about it for a full two or three minutes.

Seeing that he finished weighing, he shook his head and said:

"I haven't dated a strong person like this, so let's go back and I'll help you ask Sharon."

This was a vague statement, but Glerint knew that they did have concerns, and while secretly smiling bitterly, he was also very understanding of what he was doing, so he smiled and thanked him, and then calmly took his leave.

…………

At 2:55 p.m., after adjusting his appearance, sitting posture, and even the ratio of the spirit, an endless crimson emerged from under Glerint's eyes.

Above the gray mist, thick stone pillars supported the magnificent temple.

"Fool" Klein touched the three stars with his consciousness, and on both sides of the ancient and strange bronze long table, three clouds of crimson liquid surged up, and then fell like a fountain, carving out three figures.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

The hazy figure shrouded in gray mist saluted Klein and said with a light smile:

"You are far more powerful than we can imagine."

"It's a pity there's no wine here, otherwise we'll be toasting to your attempt."

She was referring to the incident where Crane responded to ritual magic.

Alger complimented him, but Glerint didn't say anything more than nod his head with a smile in amazement.

Of course, in the eyes of Audrey and Alger, as a "divine being", his prayers must have been answered regularly, and he was always able to listen to the teachings of the gods, and it was normal and reasonable to have no special exclamation.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Audrey presented the only page of the party's Roselle diary.

Gleilynt doesn't like to be in debt.

After Klein finished reading the diary, he immediately got up first, pressed his hand to his chest and bowed slightly, and said to the "fool" Klein at the top:

"Thank you for your help yesterday, Mr. Fool."

"I don't know what you need me in return?"

His sudden stance startled Audrey and Alger, and it was only after hearing his words that they each made certain guesses in varying degrees of surprise and doubt.

"Fool" Klein didn't get any shocking news today, leaned back in his chair casually, and said with a smile:

"A little thing."

After all, I only provided a venue for Mr. "Emperor" to play...... He sighed in his heart, and regretted that in order to maintain the style of a "fool", it was inconvenient to use the "Kingdom of God Shake" to ask for too much reward.

"Russell's diary, or the information of the Antigonus family, these can be paid by you, and I will give you a 'price' depending on the corresponding information."

After all, I, the "Fool", am an existence that advocates equivalent transactions.

In fact, what he wants most now is the recipe for the "Joker" potion, but this is something that does not fit the identity of the "Fool".

Gleilint has always complained about Klein's operation of both pricing and directly participating in the transaction, and he is relaxed at this time, and he can't help but have a little bad taste.

I saw him nod in response:

"Yes, Mr. Fool, it occurred to me that you might have such a need, so I prayed to my Lord last night, and did get some information."

Information from a true god-level hidden existence?

Crane leaned forward unconsciously, trying his best to maintain the attitude of listening to the children's stories without care, and said with a low smile in a gentle tone:

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Emperor, you can sit down and share it with us."

Not only Klein, but also Audrey and Alger straightened their bodies, looking forward to Glerint's story with great interest.

Glerint sat down, cleared his throat, and organized the language to narrate:

"I remember the last time I told you that the Antigone family dates back to the Tertiary Period?"

Audrey nodded slightly, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Glerint is certainly not forgetful, he just finds an entry point to tell:

"It turns out that Antigone himself is far older than I know.

He existed in the Second Age.

At that time, madness still shrouded the earth, and as you must have known, in those days, the lords of the sky, the sea, and the earth were dragons, giants, xenos, elves, demons, undead birds, necromancy, and wolves, each of which had its own rulers, the old gods.

There are too many stories among the old gods, and what I know is extremely limited, so I might as well share them with you when I have the opportunity to do so. ”

He said.

He half deliberately and half unintentionally aroused the curiosity of several members, and then ignored their curious and resentful gazes, and changed the subject and said:

"Among them, the ancient god of the Demon Wolf clan is called 'Demon Wolf of Destruction', and his real name is:

'Fregra'. ”

At this, he paused slightly, giving Klein some time to think.

"Fregra? Isn't that what I heard when I was promoted? ”

Klein was suddenly convinced, intuitively, that what Mr. "Emperor" was telling was true.

At the same time, he was keenly aware that there were all kinds of magical and close connections between Fregra, Antigoneus, the "soothsayer" path, and this ancient gray mist, which seemed to weave an impenetrable net, enveloping him from all directions, and the name of this net was - fate!

Except for listening to the story to satisfy some curiosity, Audrey is completely unusual.

In stark contrast to her is Mr. Alger, the "Hanged Man".

"The true name of the old gods! Destroy the Demon Wolf...... Fregra. ”

He was both excited and excited about digging into the secrets of this powerful being, but also a little blasphemous and a little uneasy.

Glerint ignored their thoughts and went on to drop a second bombshell:

"Antigone is one of the servants of Fregra, the 'Wolf of Destruction'.

His other two subordinate gods are Salinger, the 'god of the dead', and Amanisis, the 'goddess of doom'. ”

When he said this, he obviously hesitated, hesitating to say a word about the later experiences of these two existences...... This is likely to cause Audrey and her to resist, but it is also a good way to help them realize the truth of the world...... The impact of the three views is just a while, and their respective growth is a beneficial, long-term and tangible benefit......

The most important thing is that the "dark night" does not have the authority to search people's hearts...... As long as Audrey and the others don't show anything unusual after listening to it, then there should be no problem.

In terms of hiding emotions, he fully believes in Klein's psychological qualities.

As for Audrey and Alger, one of them is a "mind reader", and she is good at hiding her emotions from others—and concealing such extremely strong emotions and thoughts must help her grow up quickly; The other is that he has long known that the Night Church was a "secret organization" at the earliest, and he did not believe in the Goddess of the Night in the first place, so he did not have too strong a sense of brokenness.

Thinking of this, he quickly made a decision.