"O fool who does not belong to this age;"

"You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;"

"You are the Yellow and Black King who rules good fortune."

In the captain's room of the Blue Avenger, Alger prayed to the Fool with some trepidation.

A brief explanation of the situation -

Because there are a little more transcendent creatures to hunt, it is difficult for them to save in time.

Therefore, I hope to sacrifice to Mr. Fool and let him keep it on his behalf.

Meanwhile.

Crane, who was eating at Attorney Jürgen's house, felt sorry to Mrs. Doris.

Then he got up and entered the bathroom, and the soul headed over the gray mist.

And when he received a prayer from Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Fool was stunned at first!

"And this kind of operation?"

Klein's expression was a little strange.

Storing items on top of the gray mist, he's so familiar with it!

But this is the first time that someone else's things have been kept for him.

But there was nothing to lose anyway, and he wouldn't have refused.

After thinking about it, Crane recovered for a moment, and replied to the hanged man in the calm and soothing tone of the 'fool'.

"I see."

"Whew."

Alger opened his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the accurate answer.

The fool did not object, but replied, 'I know'.

It shows that Mr. Fool doesn't care about this little thing at all.

After all, Mr. Fool is a true god, and he naturally looks down on these extraordinary creatures in the middle sequence.

But if they weren't members of the Tarot Society, Mr. Fool wouldn't have been so forgiving, right?

Alger thought to himself, and suddenly he was a little glad that he had joined the Tarot Society.

"Mr. Fool agreed to our request."

Alger adjusted his mind, walked out of the captain's cabin, and said to Ember standing on the side side.

"Then sacrifice as soon as possible."

Ember suddenly turned and walked to the cabin, and said without looking back.

"Okay."

Alger nodded, not suspicious.

And the other side.

Ember returned to the cabin, but stood still, holding out his palm.

A puddle of silvery liquid slipped from his body, eventually condensing and forming in his palm.

"So."

Ember whispered, "What do you see?"

Having learned the lesson of exploring the world of painting, Ember did not explore the island himself.

And in his place were the simulated teardrops in his hands.

The simulated teardrops seemed to feel something, and two long tentacles reached out to the sides of Ember's head.

For a moment, memories came flooding back to his mind like a movie.

From creeping down the boat with teardrops, to walking through the jungle into a ruined ruins.

Until the end, the picture freezes on a huge picture.

The picture is dark, with shadowy shadows in the background, and a long table in the main body.

On the long table lay a figure carrying a glorious cross, surrounded by three shadowy men.

One of them was handsome and vigorous, the other was majestic and heroic, and the other had a long white beard, and they seemed very wise, but all three pairs of eyes were full of indescribable evil, and their behavior was the same:

Opposite them, sat a swarthy baby.

This scene looks a little weird, but it's actually a little weird.

But Ember's gaze went straight past them, to the most unobtrusive figure in the corner.

It was a young girl with long white hair.

She sat on a stool taller than the rest of her, her white feet swaying gently in the air.

And in front of her, a huge, unfinished oil painting.

Beside the maiden was a nun guarding her with a scythe.

Although the figure is shrouded in the nun's robe, the nun's slender figure can still be vaguely discerned.

Just at this time.

The nun's behavior was very different from her dress.

She also held a red turban in her hand, and the other end was connected to the figure that was being eaten by the other four.

The red turban seemed to be alive, greedily sucking blood from the figure's body.

"Miss? Fried? ”

Ember opened his eyes, looking slightly startled.

for he recognized the bodies of the two figures.

I can see what they're doing.

The eldest lady paints, and Fried collects the blood of the figure that bears the glorious cross as paint.

As for the figures of the other four devouring corpses, Ember couldn't recognize them.

But I think it should be the indigenous of this world.

And the one who was eaten was undoubtedly a god.

The only problem is.

Who killed him?

The picture only shows the dismemberment of the body, and it seems that the people in the picture have teamed up to kill it.

Not only the people who shared the food, but also the figures who acted as the backdrops seemed to be involved.

But it doesn't seem that simple.

For example—

Ember recalled the drawing.

Although there are only a few people on the surface.

But in the blurred shadows that served as the background, one figure was clearer than the others.

Although the whole body was shrouded in a black robe, only a back was exposed, and the simulated teardrops could not see its face clearly.

But according to the graceful back left by that figure, it can also be vaguely identified as a woman.

And.

I don't know why.

Her black robe gave Ember an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere.

But the memory is clearly a little blurry, and I can't remember it......

Ember decisively let go of the clutter in his mind.

If you can't think of it, you don't want to, but sooner or later you will remember it.

Well.

The embers who no longer thought and no longer had troubles instantly brightened their mood.

He turned and walked to the deck, thinking about seeing how Alger was doing.

At the same time, Alger had already arranged the sacrificial rite and was reciting it in the ancient Hermetic language:

"O fool who does not belong to this age;"

"You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;"

"You are the Yellow and Black King who rules good fortune."

"Your faithful servant prays for your gaze;"

"Accept his offering;"

"Pray that you will open the gates of the kingdom."

Ancient incantations reverberated within the walls of spirit, stirring up swirling winds and bringing about vibrations of the forces of nature.

Alger took a dark brown glass vial from his coat pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured out a number of sesame seeds.

These particles have a metallic sheen and an indescribable beauty.

He then spilled the particles into the wind.

Woo!

The wind became more and more agitated, but it was no longer fierce, and it was dyed silver and dark black.

Between the continuous collision and continuous fusion, the two winds of different colors were thrown into the candle flame that symbolized the "fool".

The swelling tore out an illusory door of normal size.

"Whew."

Although it was not the first time, Alger still couldn't control his trembling.

It was a deep fear, it was an inexplicable excitement.

And the silver knights next to them were already waiting for the day, after the illusory door opened.

He began to throw the supernatural creatures that had piled up on the deck into the illusory door.

And that illusory gate didn't seem to be big, as if the corpse of any transcendent creature could block it.

But in fact.

Whenever the large corpses tried to block the illusory gate, they would be wrapped and absorbed in an instant, until they completely disappeared inside the gate.

The Silver Knights are extremely efficient.

In just a few minutes, the original mountain of corpses had been swept away.

Alger was relieved.

At least he didn't have to think about how to preserve the bodies.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Fool."

Alger bowed his head and said respectfully.

Mr. Fool did not respond to him as he had done before, but cut off contact after a moment of silence.

Alger looked up ahead and saw that the illusory gate was gone, the gale had stopped, and the candle flame had returned to its original state.

It's as if nothing had happened.

In a magnificent palace above the gray mist.

Crane looked at the mountains of corpses in front of him with a somewhat numb expression, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Although Alger had already stated in advance that there was something he hoped could be stored with him.

But this amount is also a bit exaggerated!

You're not going to serve the lair of these transcendent creatures, are you?

And—

"With so many transcendent creatures, how much does this have to sell for?!"

"Even if I give me a tenth, I can pay off the debt owed to Ember, and even more."

Klein's eyes suddenly turned a little red, and his heart was sour.

I thought it was a trivial matter to promise the other party!

But now when he sees these things, he feels like a clown!

The work of exhaustion and death, which is born to death, actually earns less than a fraction of the embers!

After all, these transcendent creatures were nothing short of living gold pounds in his eyes!

Even if he died, it would be a heavy gold pound!

Even if the most valuable extraordinary traits have been poached in advance, the remaining part is worth at least 100,000 gold pounds!

Although it was such a large piece of material, even if he secretly took a little blood or something, it should not be discovered.

But that's ember stuff after all.

I, Klein, am poor, but I also have to be poor and ambitious!

But.

I really look like a clown now!

Crane's expression was crying without tears, why did he agree to Alger's request!

Facing a mountain of gold all day long, it is difficult for him to be good!

Suddenly.

Crane felt that his potion must have been partially digested.

Because now he really seems to be a clown!

"That's a good thing, too."

Crane took a deep breath and forcibly calmed his restless emotions.

Although this mountain of gold can be seen and not eaten, it is a good thing that it can digest potions.

Well.

That's right!

That's it!

That's it!

He Klein earned blood today!

But......

Crane remembered what had happened to him recently, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Frankly.

He wanted to borrow another sacrificial ring from Ember, but he couldn't pull it off.

After all, the debt I owed last time has not been paid off until now.

If you don't borrow it, you will inevitably be a little panicked.

Although Miss Justice has been entrusted with hiring someone to assassinate the ambassador, it will take some time after all.

And the ambassador is likely to come to him first before he is assassinated.

If it's just a sacrifice ring, it's not too safe.

After all, the other party is likely to guard the corpse and kill him again.

Therefore, the safest way is to find a way to find yourself a bodyguard.

At the very least, it has to be a bodyguard for Sequence 6 or even Sequence 5.

Merely.

Not so dangerous for the time being.

After all, the ambassador's main goal now was to find Ian Wright and that 'important object'.

Other words.

At least until the item was found, he was safe.

But no matter what.

Now I can only hope that Mr. A can help a little.

Crane rubbed his temples and waved his hand to drive the gray mist to hide the corpse of the transcendental creature.

In an instant, his figure disappeared into the majestic palace above the gray mist.

……

At the same time.

117 Birningham Road, Bakerland, Hilston Borough.

"Why don't you forget it?"

Furth sat on the sofa with a pillow and whispered hesitantly, "I always feel a little unreliable." ”

"What's not reliable?"

The petite Human didn't care, "Isn't it easy that we just act as a middleman to issue the commission, and no matter what happens after that, it won't be on our heads?" ”

"But ......"

Furth shrunk his shoulders and whispered, "Have you forgotten what you did last time?" ”

Mr. A had been 'missing' for half a month, and it wasn't until a few days ago that the Extraordinary Ones meeting was reopened.

It was because Hugh betrayed Mr. A's information to Ember.

Although Mr. A was lucky not to die, it can be judged from his recent state that he must have suffered a big loss.

Now Hugh is going to Mr. A again and entrusts him with the assassination of the ambassadors of other countries.

Aren't you throwing yourself into the net?

"No problem."

Hugh patted his chest confidently and said, "It was Ember who troubled him last time, what does it have to do with me Hugh Dilcha?" What's more, didn't he notice the last time we went to an extraordinary party? ”

"And there's a full 1,000 gold pounds for this commission! Folth, can you bear to see the sum of £1,000 slip away in vain? ”

"Okay."

Furth hesitated, then gritted his silver teeth, "Then I'll go with you." ”

"No...... Well, let's go together. ”

Hugh just wanted to refuse, but when he came into contact with Furth's determined gaze, he had to back down and nodded helplessly.

Furth touched the stone bracelet on his wrist.

Even if they encounter danger later, they will have no problem running away.

"Hugh."

Furth suddenly whispered, "What do you think of Ember now?" ”

"Huh?"

Hugh looked at Firth a little strangely, "Didn't Miss Audrey say he was on a business trip?" ”

"How can it be a real business trip?"

Furth sighed, a little skeptical of his friend's IQ.

As soon as the front foot finished looking for Mr. A's trouble, the back foot went on a business trip.

To say that Folth didn't believe it, the two had nothing to do with each other.

"What else could it be if it wasn't a business trip?"

Hugh looked at Firth with some strange eyes, and wondered, "Didn't we go to the Night Church and ask, didn't the captain of Ember, Mr. Al Hassan, also admit it himself?" ”

"That's why I'm worried."

Foirth said helplessly, "Mr. A was seriously injured and did not show up for more than half a month. Even though Ember is much stronger than Mr. A, I'm afraid he was not lightly injured. Although he said that he was on a business trip, I guess he should be recuperating in a church now......"

"And the boy."

Furth paused suddenly, and stopped talking.

"Will Onsetin?"

Hugh's expression changed slightly, "Did you dream of him again?" ”

"Hmm."

Foirth whispered, "He told Ember to tell him that he was dead, and asked Ember not to look for him again." ”

……

Afternoon.

Hilston, inside Mr. A's new home.

"4,000 gold pounds?"

Mr. A's gaze moved back and forth over the two ladies in front of him, and he chuckled, "Don't you know the consequences of assassinating an ambassador?" This could lead directly to a war between the Kingdom of Rune and the Republic of Intis. ”

"People like Mr. A still care about that?"

Hugh met Mr. A's gaze without fear and asked rhetorically.

"Indeed."

Mr. A leaned back slowly, keeping his back close to the back of the sofa, and said leisurely, "I can take this task, but 4,000 gold pounds is not enough, so I have to add money." ”

"Ten thousand gold pounds, heh, this is the bounty amount of Lieutenant General Ziringes. Beckron's strength is certainly not as good as his, but the difficulty of assassination is not low. Trust me, he's worth the price. ”

"Good!"

Hugh and Forth glanced at each other and nodded slightly, but at the same time gave his own request, "We can pay a deposit of 2,000 gold pounds first, but the final payment must be settled after the task is completed." In addition, "

Hugh paused and added, "We have received information that Baker is about to return home as ambassador, so this mission must be completed within three days." ”

Considering the danger and urgency of the commission, Audrey gave them a great deal of autonomy.

£4,000 is just a test, but in fact Audrey's bottom line is £12,000.

As long as it does not exceed £12,000, they can decide for themselves.

"Three days?"

Mr. A chuckled.

It doesn't take three days to assassinate an ambassador.

"The money is not on me, we will send it in the afternoon."

Hugh said without a trace.

"Yes."

Mr. A nodded and made a gesture to see off the guest.

When the two of them left the mansion on their own, Mr. A's originally smiling expression instantly became gloomy.

More than half a month ago.

Ember burst into his house, annihilating all his men, and even destroying the vessel of the Lord's arrival!

Although he was lucky not to die, his years of business in Beckland were ruined.

Because the other party not only broke into his house and killed people, but even notified the Night Church in advance!

As a result, the believers who were lucky enough to survive were also surrounded and suppressed by the Night Church afterwards.

As a result, although he was still nominally the head of Beckland, although some of the peripheral members were lucky not to reveal their identities, the extraordinary people under him were killed and wounded.

Now he is simply a bare-bones commander!

Even if it weren't for the Dark Sage's efforts, he might not even be able to keep the position of this Light Pole Commander now.

That's why he had to reconvene the Extraordinaire Gathering as soon as possible.

One is to develop some believers from these wild extraordinary.

The second is also to raise funds as soon as possible to rebuild the organizational structure of the Aurora Society.

The 10,000 gold pounds delivered to the door right now is certainly a good opportunity, but what if it is another trap?

"No, they wouldn't dare."

Mr. A's furrowed brow soothed slightly.

The assassination of an ambassador is not a difficult task for him.

Even if there is a conspiracy?

The people who broke into his house were at least demigods, and the ambassadors of a mere country would never have demigod guards, right?

……

It's night.

At the Brave Bar, Klein meets Marich again the last time he rejected him.

But this time, the other party opened his mouth bluntly.

"Is your commission still valid?"

"Huh?"

Klein didn't react at once.

"I have a friend who has been short of money recently and is willing to accept this commission. However, she only protects you for three days, 1000 pounds. ”

"Good!"

Klein agreed without hesitation, and then asked, "When will it start?" ”

"Right now."

Marić looked at him in surprise, "But 1,000 pounds is not a small amount?" Don't you need a little time to prepare? ”

"No, I don't."

Crane looked calm.

It doesn't matter if you have money or not, your life matters!

What's more, does he look like a man who is short of money?

With dozens of otherworldly creatures in his hands, he is now rich!

Although those mountains of gold are not his.

But it doesn't get in the way of things being with him!

The bank's money is not the bank's, but no one can doubt that the bank has money, isn't?

Why would someone else rob a bank?

"That's right."

After a pause, Klein added, "Since the protection period is three days, let's pay in three installments, okay?" ”

"No problem."

Marich nodded, in case the protection fails, the money will not have to be given, which is fair.

Klein, who had a bodyguard, breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Three days should be enough, right?

That Mr. A is a Sequence 5 no matter how wasteful, and it should be easy to kill an ambassador.

Unless, he takes the money and does not do anything.

The corner of Klein's eyes twitched, and he thought of the worst guest.

If Mr. A really takes the money and doesn't do anything, then he must make sure that the three days of protection are just right-

It happened to be the time when the Beckron ambassador sent someone to assassinate him.

And how to grasp this time.

Well, wait for him to do a careful divination first.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Klein said to Marić.

……

Alger breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the Blue Avenger return to safety, "From here, we'll head west directly along the main avenger, and it will take about five days to reach Byam. ”

"Don't you have to take your sailors?"

Ember asked, a little surprised.

"It's fine."

Alger shrugged, "I gave them a month off, and it's too late for them to be happy." ”

Not really.

If this is his ship, it doesn't matter if you take these people with you or not.

But he is a believer in the Storm Church, and the Blue Avenger also belongs to the Storm Church.

Those sailors are usually helpers, but at the same time they are surveillance.

He has now left those sailors and disappeared for more than a month for no reason, and it is not a small trouble to explain afterwards.

But compared to explaining to the Church of the Storm, Alger didn't want to delay Ember time because of these little things.

After all, no matter what he said, the other party was a great favor to him, so he naturally had to repay the favor.

Of course, there is no need to let Ember know about these little things.

He can handle it himself.

Alger added, "That artisan friend of mine is in Byam, and I can ask him to help you transform those magical items in your hands when the time comes." ”

"Of course, those extraordinary materials that are not needed can also be sold on the black market in Baiam."

"Forget it."

Ember shook his head slightly, "It might be useful to keep these things." ”

"Okay."

Alger immediately echoed and nodded.

Things are embers, and the other party can deal with them as they want, of course he won't talk much.

Ember thought for a moment, and then said casually, "As for the corpse of the transcendent creature, you can look at it yourself." How much can be sold, and the money earned is fifty-fifty. ”

"Five-five?"

Alger was a little moved.

That batch of corpses can be sold for at least 100,000 gold pounds, and if he opens five or five, he can at least get 80,000!

This is undoubtedly a big temptation for Alger.

"No, you don't."

Alger took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Those transcendent creatures are your spoils, I didn't do anything, and I deserve to take fifty percent." As a success, as my hard work to help you find a buyer. ”

If someone else came to him, he would have to earn at least 20% for this kind of work.

But he couldn't stand the high demand for embers, and it helped him a lot.

Naturally, you have to give a friendship price.

"Okay."

Ember didn't force it, just nodded nonchalantly.

(End of chapter)