Beckland.

Tuesday.

In the basement of a house in the West End, a few candles flickered a yellowish flame to illuminate the altars, chairs, and round tables that were placed around them.

At the edge of the light, in an extremely dark place, a figure seemed to be nothing, sometimes shaking, sometimes stretching, a thin layer, no thickness, like a shadow that came to life.

Suddenly, the figure spoke in a deep voice:

"You arrived earlier than I thought."

Next to the candle, where the fire was brightest, a figure was quickly outlined.

This is a man, dressed in a mysterious black robe, with slightly curly brown hair, hard roots, and dark eyes, as if there are countless things hidden.

He is none other than the 'Secret Sage' Butis, one of the five sages of the Aurora Society.

Bottis smiled and said:

"For me, distance is not an issue."

He then pulled up a chair and sat down, and said to the narrow shadow:

"Is everything investigated? Did you find anything abnormal? ”

The shadow, which almost melted into the darkness, replied in a low voice:

"No problem."

"Really?"

Boutis instinctively questioned the definite answer, "Kersma, could this be a trap?" ”

"The target is very discreet and definitely not deliberately exposed. If he hadn't been on his quest for the curses of the ancient wraiths, we wouldn't have been able to detect his connection to Abraham's family. ”

'The Sage of Secrets' Boutis said as if in thought:

"The curse of the ancient wraith, this is one of the main materials of the 'Recorder', and I remember that the Abrahams did have a surplus of the Brain of Assman...... Oh, the reluctance to directly provide the extraordinary characteristics of the 'recorder', and the desire to do some tests, is indeed the style of the Abrahams, in short, not enough trust. ”

As he spoke, the 'Secret Sage' took out a crystal ball from the dark pocket of the black robe.

The crystal ball was neither clear nor clear, as if it had been poured into the deep darkness of the night.

With the caress of Boutis's palm, his lips moved, and the strange crystal ball glowed with a little bit of brilliance.

They are like star sands, slowly rotating, forming a complex scene.

The 'Secret Sage' lowered his eyebrows slightly, and did not move.

"It's okay to ......," Bottis glanced at the crystal ball he was holding in his right hand and nodded slightly.

He immediately looked at the 'ghost':

"Tell me more specifics."

The 'Secret Sage' did not hide it, and spoke:

"There's a gathering of extraordinaries tonight, and the goal could be there."

The 'Sage of Secrets' Boutis stood up and said to the 'Sage of Darkness' Ksma:

"I've got to do some prep.

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand was opened, and with a slight lift, his five fingers were closed.

The area he was in suddenly distorted and vanished.

The candles, firelight, round tables and chairs that had been located there have also disappeared one after another, leaving only the floor tiles and ceiling.

After a while, the shadows floated and everything returned.

The 'Secret Sage' Boutis was no different from just now, but the figure of the 'Dark Sage' Ksma unconsciously dissolved from the darkness.

He looked at Boutis and said in a deep voice:

"You're more cautious than necessary."

"But that's not a bad thing, and I want to be able to fix it without anyone else noticing." Boutis responded with a smile, "You should go with you, hide in the shadows and be my assistant, don't come forward directly, and leave as soon as you find something abnormal." ”

“…… Good. "The 'Dark Sage' Kosma slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He looked young, with excellent facial features, but his face seemed to be covered with a dark curtain that seemed to be absent.

As he approached Boutis, there was a faint sound of illusory chewing, gnawing, and digestion from nowhere, and he felt some kind of undisguised malice and hunger.

This made him, as a demigod, shudder.

The 'Dark Sage''s eyes froze for a second, and he cast a hint of astonishment and surprise into Boutis's face.

Bhutis curled the corners of his mouth into a slightly cruel smile.

A few seconds later, one of them 'teleported' and the other extinguished candle melted into the shadows, and they left the house one after another.

Click~!

Shortly after the two left, a light suddenly came from above the stairs leading to the basement, and the wooden door was slowly pushed open.

Mr. A, dressed in a hooded robe with a handsome face, walked into the basement and looked at the extinguished candle in front of the altar, his eyes shining slightly.

Suddenly, Mr. A felt something, and turned his head vigilantly to look at the middle-aged man who was quietly approaching.

He was dressed in a simple white robe, with a wrinkled but not old face, brown hair, and his shoulders, arms, calves, and feet were bare, covered with all sorts of old scars.

Mr. A casually closed the door and asked in his usual tone:

"Snowman, what are you doing here?"

The ascetic Norman spoke slowly:

"I need to pray to the Lord."

Mr. A raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed open the basement door that had just been closed, and said with a smile:

"If you need a prayer room, I can lend it to you."

"Thank you."

Snowman thanked him heartily and stepped into the basement.

Mr. A looked at Snowman's back with a subtle expression.

He knew that the other party was also a devout disciple of the Lord, and perhaps even more religious than himself—

Regardless of the church, ascetics are the most devout people.

But the sequence that the other party is in is difficult for Mr. A to understand.

If he is an ascetic who believes in the Lord, why is it a 'praiser' path? Didn't he know that the Cult of the Eternal Sun was their enemy?

What puzzled Mr. A even more was why the Lord had entrusted this ascetic to him.

Mr. A withdrew his gaze, no matter what the reason, it was the Lord's decision, and he didn't need to understand the reason.

Rather than thinking about it, what he should do now is to carry out the oracle of the Lord.

Mr. A turned around and walked up to the second floor and returned to his room.

He took out a piece of letter paper from the drawer, took out an absorbent pen and wrote:

"All the best, I've got what you want, when are you going to pick it up?"

Looking at this short line of text, Mr. A put down the pen and folded the letter.

Soon, he prepared the ritual of summoning the messenger, lit the candle, took a step back, and said in a low voice in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Me

"In my name I call:

"A spirit that wanders in vanity, a friendly creature to be driven, a messenger that belongs only to Gelman Sparrow."

In the room, the wind suddenly sounded, and it became intense.

The candle's flame swelled and turned pale, and a blonde, red-eyed, bright-looking head emerged from it.

But this head is followed not by a full neck, but by a hand that tugs at the hair!

But even after seeing this terrifying scene, Mr. A's face was still as usual.

It may be very scary for ordinary people, but for Mr. A, who is in the Aurora Club, this is at most 'that's all'.

Renette Tinicole, who was wearing a gloomy and complicated dress, quickly walked out, and the four heads she was holding in her hands turned at the same time, looked at Mr. A, and spoke in turn:

"Yes......", "...... you", "Do you want to ......", "Send a letter?"

Mr. A nodded and said respectfully:

"Yes."

Renette Tinicole's four heads, held in both hands, said again:

"You ......", "Need ......", "Give ......", "A ......", "Gold Coins."

Mr. A reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold coin.

Renette Tinnicol then raised the two blonde red-eyed heads and bit down on the letter and the gold coin, respectively.

Then, she stepped into the void and vanished.

——

At 160 Berlund Street, Klein, who received the letter, swept the contents at a glance and said to himself silently:

"The 'Secret Sage' has arrived?"

He knew that Ember and Aurora would make a deal, and the deal would be for the Demigod of the Secret Sage, an 'apprentice' path.

Mr. A didn't have a way to contact Ember, and Ember didn't have a messenger of his own - although it was easy for him to summon a courier with his abilities, he somehow never tried to do so.

As a result, Mr. A had no choice but to write to Klein first, who would then relay it to Ember through the 'Fool'.

But if Mr. A directly wrote in the letter, "The Secret Sage has arrived", it is likely that the Secret Sage will be aware - perhaps because of his betrayal of the Abraham family, this Sage is very vigilant, and even his colleagues in the Aurora Society should be suspicious.

And such a person, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not monitor Mr. A, so Mr. A chooses to write in this more 'tactful' way.

Even if the Secret Sage sees it, most of them are in a fog, and they will only think that Mr. A is trading with someone.

Of course, with the Dark Sage watching, it is unlikely that the Secret Sage will have the opportunity to spy on Mr. A.

And Miss Messenger, as an angel, can't fail to spot the peep of a demigod, even if the other party uses a '0' level seal.

Under double insurance, it is enough to minimize the risk -

Although it may seem a little redundant, when dealing with a demigod of the apprentice path, you must be careful in everything, and you can't be sloppy!

Now Ember already has a demigod of the 'Thief' path in his hands, and if you count this 'Secret Sage', then there is only one demigod of the 'Fortune Teller' path......

The demigods of the 'Thief' and 'Apprentice' paths have all been caught, but the demigods of the 'Fortune Teller' path have not been found, should it be said that it is worthy of the path he chose? These demigods can really hide!

The corners of Crane's eyes twitched slightly, and he withdrew his gaze from the letter and got up to head to the bathroom.

Calculating the time, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Now go to the gray fog, not only to notify the embers, but also to prepare for the Tarot meeting in advance.

——

Above the gray fog.

Crane sat at the top of the seat, and with a crimson light lit up, the figure of Ember appeared.

Klein said directly:

"The Sage of Secrets has secretly arrived in Beckland."

After saying a word, Klein saw Ember nodding lightly, and couldn't help but ask in some surprise:

"Don't you need to deal with it?"

Ember asked rhetorically:

"Do you know where he is?"

"How would I know?" Klein spread his hands, his expression a little helpless.

Ember said calmly:

"I don't know."

"My agreement with the Aurora Society is that they will use the Abrahams as bait to lure the 'Secret Sage' to come. And on the day he arrives, he will ask Mr. A to find a way to inform me. During this time, the Dark Sage will find a way to stabilize the 'Secret Sage' and tell him that there will be a gathering of the Extraordinary that night, and that the apprentices of the 'House of Abraham' will attend. ”

"So ......"

Klein reacted immediately and said:

"So, as long as you wait until the evening and attend that particular gathering of the Extraordinary, you will definitely be able to crouch down to the Secret Sage?"

Ember is squatting at the Sage of the Mystery, and the Sage of the Secret is squatting at the Ember, so both of them will go to the gathering of the Extraordinary.

Running both ways belongs to yes.

Ember thought for a moment and asked:

"Is there a whereabouts of the demigods of the 'soothsayer' path?"

Crane shook his head and sighed:

"Still no, Arodes can locate the location of those demigods, but they will change their identities again in a very short period of time every time, and they can't lock it at all."

Ember was not surprised by this result, and muttered:

"What about Zarathu?"

Klein's face became a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice:

"Zarathu is gone, and Arodus can't see Him."

The former Zarathu was out of control, and the main body that had become a monster had to hide in a deep church with no natural light source. But now, he's gone, which means that Zarathu is likely to be back to normal!

An angel alive, and destined to be an enemy with Crane, is enough to keep him awake.

Although Zarathu was probably unaware of his existence, he could not resist the help of Adam, a dismissing psychic who did not want to be named.

As the saying goes, the enemy of his enemy is his friend, and Adam will definitely find a way to pull Zarathu into his side - and in order to win over Zarathu, Adam will not mind selling some of Crane's information to Zarathu.

In front of the others, Klein might be able to pretend to be a 'fool'.

But as an angel in sequence 1 of the 'soothsayer' pathway, Zarathu was well aware that there was no such thing as a true 'fool' in this world. In the eyes of the other party, Klein, who is now disguised as a 'fool' and controls the Source Castle, is at most an angel in Sequence 2.

Well, in fact, it's even more outrageous than that, Klein doesn't even have a Sequence 4.

Ember pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"If it really doesn't work, then you can only find half of the 'fools' of the Antigonus family."

"Half a fool?"

Klein suddenly resounded the scene he had seen in his dreams and in the picture of Arrodus's appearance-

The main peak of the Hornachis Mountains!

At the top of the main peak there is a collapsed and decaying palace, the walls are overgrown with weeds and moss, and obvious holes have appeared.

In the halls of the palace, at the top of the hall is a huge seat carved out of stone, which is inlaid with dull gold and precious stones, mottled and damaged. It's not like a chair for humans, where countless transparent maggots are huddled together, they are densely intertwined, slowly wriggling, and constantly growing......

There is no doubt that it is the ancestor of the House of Antigonus, the half of the 'fools' who control the uniqueness!

For unknown reasons, the other party is now also in a state of loss of control, which causes him to stay in that palace and cannot leave. Combined with the fact that Zarathu once asked Russell the Great to steal the Antigonus family notes from the Church of Steam, although Zarathu was already an angel at that time, he had not yet reached Sequence 1.

The reason why he asked the Antigonus family to take notes may be because of the ancestor of the Antigonus family, trying to get the potion recipe for the 'soothsayer' path sequence 1 from the other party, and even his loss of control may be inseparable from this half-'fool'.

For Ember, the one-and-a-kind angel king, the half-'fool', is easier to deal with than the demigods who only have Sequence 4 - because he can't run.

(End of chapter)