Chapter 56: Dangerous Person
Putting down his hands and watching the sinking of the "Dusk", Alger. Wilson exhaled softly. There were still tiny arcs of electricity in his hair, causing the seaweed-like hair to dance in the air.
The aftermath of the waves propelled the Blue Avenger away from the battlefield. Alger let it go, returning to the captain's room, where he sat down in his chair more relaxedly, closing his eyes and beginning to savor the signs of potion digestion. If he looked out of the porthole, he could see how smoothly and naturally the "Star Queen's" fleet took over the enemy's two remaining intact ships.
After a while, a hazy gray mist appeared in front of Alger's eyes. A long table and twenty-two high-backed chairs surround it. On his right-hand side, the figures of "Star", "Moon", and "Sun" appear in turn, and diagonally opposite are two women, "Magician" and "Hermit".
"Thank you for your cooperation, 'Hanged Man'. Our guess was right. β
She nodded at Alger, then raised her hands slightly, as if tracing an altar in the air.
As she moved, a number of oddly shaped objects appeared on the long tableβgoods that had been sacrificed by the "Hermit" lady and had belonged to the "Lieutenant General of Dusk". As soon as they came into contact with the gray mist, the objects trembled and screamed as if they had a living will, and their bodies began to disintegrate, faintly revealing a strange and gorgeous blood-colored light, like a miniature red moon.
The cascading gray mist suddenly protected everyone. Behind the empty seat in the first place, engraved with pupilless eyes and twisted threads, there seemed to be a door of light mixed with blue and gray.
Two slender, smooth tentacles covered with occult symbols slipped out of the light portal, groping their way along the table with some sluggishness, eventually enclosing the strange objects blessed by the outer gods. I saw that the tentacles were forcefully retracted inward, and with the successive "stealing" and "grafting", those items were instantly crushed into powder by Weili, and a small part of them were restored to relatively pure extraordinary characteristics.
For the members of the Tarot Society, all this is just a slight "pop". Then the tentacles retracted, the light gate cleared, and the silence and peace above the gray fog returned, and their vision was bright again.
"Praise be to the fools!"
They all hung their heads and whispered reverently or reverently.
After a short silence, "Xingxing" raised his hand to brush the scattered hair from his forehead, leaned back in the chair quite relaxedly, and said with a smile: "Thank you both for your assistance." Mr. 'Hanged Man', your reward will be exchanged for the assistance of the 'Poseidon Church'. β
Seeing this, the "Moon" immediately said to the "Hermit": "Madam, I will pay your remuneration at the Tarot meeting next month. β
The two returned the salute without paying attention to the reward - after all, this joint action was also the meaning of Mr. "Fool" in a way, and it was the common task of the members of the Tarot Society. Alger took the initiative to select two of these extraordinary characteristics on the table, and the rest belonged to the "hermits" to be raised by the entire fleet.
When it came to the exchange of information, "Moon" coughed lightly, and after everyone turned their eyes to him, he said more solemnly: "At present, the Storm Church has prepared forces to blockade several ports in the Southern Continent, and this situation should not occur again in a short period of time, but it is not ruled out that some ships carrying pollution have already arrived in the Northern Continent." β
Algerio pondered for a moment and asked, "Will the joint actions of the major churches in the Southern Continent be affected?" β
Although he is no longer in the Church's system, Alger, who has a lot of experience in similar operations, knows that the current missions in the Southern Continent are all elite teams similar to "Red Glove" and close to demigods, so that the pollution from the evil gods can be properly handled and the casualty rate can be kept at an acceptable level.
And such an elite team, there are not too many in each church, which means that the current defense force of the Northern Continent is slightly weak.
The "Sun" at the back raised his hand slightly, and calmly responded, "The pollution from the Northern Continent will be the responsibility of the Church of the Fools. We will unite with the Abrahams and send a team with strong tracking capabilities to operate separately...... At present, Rune, Fenerport, Lemburg, Marcy, Segal and other countries have completed negotiations, but the Republic of Intith and the Vorsac Empire have not given a positive answer. β
The "Sun" Derrick, who originally knew nothing about international relations, came to the world of light and was taught by the divine envoy Daniz to arrange these things in an orderly manner. The "Hermit" first nodded in approval of his arrangement, and then said: "As for Intis, if they insist on refusing the interference of the 'Church of Fools', I will think of a way through other channels, and I may need a little cooperation from Miss 'Magician' at that time." β
"Magician" nodded busily: "No problem, I will stay in Trier, the capital of Intis, in the near future." β
"Star" clasped his red-gloved hands together against his chin and said as he recalled: "...... The Night Church's attitude towards the Church of the God of War has recently changed, becoming more conservative, uh, in short, canceling a lot of missions to hunt down the Resurrection faction of the God of War. β
"If the 'resurrectionists' gain power, Fersak is likely to split." Alger was a little surprised by the conservatism of the Night Church, but he didn't show any obvious emotion, only a side reminder.
"Hmmm......"
Before the "Star" shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know anything, the "Sun" hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Actually, in fact, that His Highness Antigonus...... There was an offer to go to Vrsac. β
The crowd fell silent.
They each have their own ideas about this angel from ancient times who took the initiative to defect to the "fool", but none of them has the power to stop the other. Even the Church of Fools, which holds a level 0 seal, is not confident enough in the face of Antigonus.
After the prayer, the angel passed the oracle that the "fool" allowed him to stay, and as long as the name of the "fool" was not discredited, the angel could theoretically go wherever he wanted and do whatever he wanted. However, for the time being, Antigonus still lives in Byam, and it is said that his daily schedule is to go shopping, taste various foods, and watch theater.
With this in mind, Alger cautiously proposed, "Why don't you let this highness do itβyou haven't written this one into the canon yet?" β
"Nope."
First, I didn't think about what to compile, and second, the frequent updating of the holy scriptures was not conducive to mission.
"Well, no one knows that this Highness is subordinate to the 'Fool' and that he will solve the hidden dangers of Forsak, and the Einhorn family has nothing to say. Of course, it's better to ...... I can know the reason why this person went to Fursack. β
"Sun" suddenly felt a deep responsibility, and seeing that the others had no objections, he nodded seriously: "Thank you for your suggestion, Mr. 'Hanged Man', I and other high-level officials will consider it carefully." β
Isn't that kid who listens to anything...... Alger smiled that no one could see the gray fog, and felt the gradual growth of the little "sun".
At this moment, as if remembering something, the "moon" leaned forward, looked at the "sun" and the "magician", and warned in a serious tone:
"Tell all the squads, watch out for this guy!
"He is a family member of an evil god, and he has caused many bloody cases in the Southern Continent in a high-profile manner, but he has disappeared recently, and he does not rule out the possibility of going to the Northern Continent.
"He may be carrying a high-order seal of the 'earth' path with pollution, which is extremely dangerous! If you encounter it, you must pray to the 'fool' as soon as possible. β
With the words of "Moon", a portrait of the gray mist swelled up.
It was a gray-haired, green-eyed middle-aged man who was looking forward with a stiff smile that seemed to mock everyone who was looking at him.
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The city of Yetonav is a typical mining city, it is backed by a branch of the Antars mountain range, surrounded by mountains on three sides, rich in coal, iron, aluminum and other minerals, many factories are lined in the southwest corner of the river flowing, and the air is always filled with the smell of smoke and fire.
The only bright building in this soot-covered city is the Cathedral of the Blades, which belongs to the Church of the God of War in the center. Compared to the surrounding buildings, the church has an unusually grand proportions, and the high arched openings made of white marble seem to be intended for giants.
This allowed Douglas and Vanna to make it to the Cathedral of the Blades without anyone leading the way. Even though it was noon, the huge city seemed too quiet. Light-skinned, dark-eyed local miners and workers in Vrsack sat in small street shops casting indifferent glances through the dirty glass windows, or hurried through the streets to avoid the outsiders, showing no desire to communicate.
Only a few streets near the Cathedral of the Sword Blade are bustling with outsiders. Vanna tugged at the corner of Douglas's coat and whispered in his ear, "Not quite right, deserters, mercenaries, adventurers...... There are not many extraordinary among these people. β
Douglas turned his head left and right to look, pretending to put his hand on Vanna's waist, lowering his head and lowering his voice: "What's wrong?" Although the total number of extraordinary people has increased in recent years, the overall proportion is still not high. β
"No, I mean, think about why they let us into town?"
Well, I did think about it, but I didn't come up with a reason...... Douglas pulled Vana behind him, blocking the wolf-like gaze of some guys who couldn't walk when he saw a woman, and humbly asked, "Why?" β
"It's not like this bunch of waste is going to fight the army of Vollydenburg anyway." Fanna pretended to be a bird and leaned against his back, muttering, "I'm more interested in what's going on in this city." After all, it's rare to see my peers here. β
Peer? Is it a spy organization like the Esoteric Order...... Before he could think about it, Douglas saw several groups of clergy dressed in black robes walk out of the main entrance of the Cathedral of the Blades and begin to divert the crowd to different places.
He saw Anderson and a small group of people walking to the west with the Church of Mars, who had gone the other way and moved separately. Most of them, after questioning, were picked up by horse-drawn carriages and driven north.
After waiting for a moment, a slightly rounded, bald "apostate", or rather a self-proclaimed "resurrectionist", came up to Douglas and Vana and asked in a routine tone, "Where are you from?" What to do? β
Douglas straightened his expression, raised his hands, and made a sword-holding gesture: "May you walk in the glory of the Lord, priest." I came from La Runha, Fenerport, where my father had brought me to the Church, and now I have followed his last wish to come here in search of his brother's bloodline and to complete the reunion. β
Despite being a Lunn national, both Vanna and Anderson believe that Douglas's darker skin and deep-set eye sockets prove that he is of Fenerport Highland ancestry - and because the stereotypical Rune gentleman and Intis are more slick, sly-looking, and have a mustache - in short, this dignity can prevent Douglas from being kicked out of the city by the xenophobic Fursaks, and even pretend to be a shallow believer.
So all the way from the camp to the city of Yetonev, Douglas urgently memorized the canon of the God of War Church under the supervision of several of his Fusak teammates, and by the way, corrected his too standard Fusak pronunciation to make it have a unique dialect atmosphere.
Seeing his movements, the bald priest's expression softened a little, and he also replied: "May the immortal Lord bless you, and may your father's spirit rest under the Lord's gaze." I understand your wishes, have you found your uncle? β
"Not yet, Father, I just arrived today."
"Then please understand that there has been a recent epidemic of epidemic in the city, and outsiders need to be under the unified management of the church. You follow me...... Well, who is this? β
Vanna leaned out half from behind Douglas and bowed her head shyly. Douglas once again did enough mental construction, and a smile appeared on his face: "My daughter-in-law. β
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The bald priest gave him a "you're okay boy" look, and then led the two of them into a public carriage that was almost full. Vanna comfortably took Douglas's knee to avoid the crowd, leaving Douglas and the people in the car with different descriptions to stare at each other, someone gave him a thumbs up, and Douglas kindly replied with his middle finger to express his feelings.
A gray-haired, green-eyed middle-aged man huddled beside him changed his position to a more comfortable position, looked at his raised middle finger, and asked, "What does this mean?" β
"It's a habit in my hometown. The middle finger is the longest of the fingers," Douglas said with his eyes open, "when you have a lot of recognition and respect for others, you can give them up to show that they are really great." β
The others in the carriage were very inquisitive about the customs of the foreign land, so many more raised their middle fingers to praise him and his "daughter-in-law".
Douglas: "......"
It wasn't quite the same as he had hoped.
The gray-haired and green-eyed middle-aged man also gestured twice beside him, and he didn't know why he was smiling happily. It's just that this person seems to be a little paralyzed, even if he is smiling, his expression always has a sense of incongruity. He introduced himself, "You can call me Aven. I really want to walk around the city more, I heard that the girls of Fusak are very flavorful, and their eyes are so charming, I can't imagine how good it feels to be watched by them...... Ah, the wine here is also very good. β
A few talkative passengers opened up the conversation and chatted with Evan about related topics. After about forty minutes of jolting, the carriage stopped. The group got out of the car with their luggage and walked along the gravel path with the soles of their feet into a camp with a tall wall. It seems to have been a former miners' dormitory, with four rows of C-shaped three-story buildings, a communal canteen and a bathhouse, and a mine at the end of the camp, surrounded by tall steel equipment, with peeling patent leather and speckled red embroidery.
Raise your head a little more, and the mountains that are close at hand are like a fallen giant, proving that this place is already the deepest part of the city of Yetonave, and beyond that is the Antars Mountains.
The coachman who led the way, who also had the typical physique of the Fursacks, led them to the third building, explained the opening hours of the various facilities, distributed the keys to the rooms, and left on his own. Douglas and Fanna's room was on the third floor by the stairs, with only a steel-framed bed, a charcoal stove with pipes connected outward, and nails nailed to the wall to hang clothes and oil lamps.
Douglas measured it with his footsteps, and felt that it might not be as spacious as some of the single rooms in Beckland's East End, but compared to the large bunk on the first floor and the dormitory for more than a dozen people on the second floor, it was already considered a good treatment to have a private room.
Perhaps because of the small number of outsiders, who are currently housed on the third and second floors, they can hear the creaking and muffled sounds of others stomping on the floor in the next room. Vanna glanced at him, raised her hand, and the sparks flashed from her fingertips to form a line of words: "The extraordinary person on the bright side is not here, but it is not excluded that there are people here who are hiding their identities as well." β
Douglas replied silently, "I can go to Anderson's in the evening." It's too quiet here, and the nearby mines aren't working, which doesn't make sense. β
Vanna listened for a moment and nodded, "Maybe this is the anomaly, the city doesn't look like there is an epidemic." After lunch, we can go around the mine and have a look. β