The clouds in mid-air dispersed, and everything was as usual in the Cathedral of the Holy Winds.

In a nearby corner, Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and muttered slightly at the corner of his mouth:

"If you don't give it, you won't give it...... Why do you want to kill my secret puppet......"

He exhaled immediately, and his figure quickly faded and disappeared - the maintenance time of this historical pore image itself was almost over, after all, the high-level ability of the "Recorder" reproduction and the original version were obviously different, and the burden of Sequence 6 summoning Sequence 3 was quite heavy, even if the "Ancient Scholar" could transfer his consciousness and reduce consumption, it would not be able to make Furth last too long.

............

On the outskirts of Beckland, on the lower reaches of the Tasok River.

Leonard hid his red gloves and walked slowly somewhere.

Suddenly, the slightly aged voice of Parles Zoroaster sounded in his head:

"How's that former colleague of yours doing?"

Remembering the previous exchange at the Tarot meeting, Leonard suppressed his voice and said:

He had just avoided a trap set by Amon's doppelganger and was seeking the truth of something in the Godforsaken Lands. ”

When Parles Zoroaster heard this, he didn't say anything more, and let Leonard go on.

............

After setting the special coordinates, Furth was thrown back to the real world by Gelman Sparrow's messenger.

"I feel so tired, but I haven't been awake for long...... It must be that the extraordinary ability of the high sequence is too spiritually draining......" Forthth reached out to cover his mouth, yawned, and looked at Hugh Dao with a haggard expression.

"Possibly. Hugh agreed with his friend's judgment.

Her instincts told her that the projection of Gelman Sparrow that had been summoned was anything but simple, and might even be equivalent to a sage.

After a moment's hesitation, Hugh spoke:

"You can sleep a little longer, and don't try to get promoted in this state.

"In one of the cases I tried earlier, the murderer was psychopathic and would deliberately let his friends, his students, the homeless people he took in, take potions in various negative states, and watch them get out of control and mutate into all kinds of monsters, disgusting and terrible monsters. ”

“...... What is this guy's purpose?" Furth was stunned for a second.

"The two purposes are to observe whether the loss of control caused by the same potion in different people is exactly the same, and the other is to record the corresponding scenes in the form of oil paintings, which he believes are incomparably beautiful and can stimulate his strongest creative passion. Hugh recalled the trial at that time, with some hatred and a little more inexplicable fear, "It was a complete madman. ”

"This kind of guy deserves to be destroyed humanely!" Fluss shuddered at the thought of it, and said with bared teeth, "Is he a cultist?"

"Maybe, but no clues...... He was ostensibly a brilliant painter and was internationally famous, and if it weren't for the fact that more than five of his students and friends had disappeared in recent years and caught our attention, we might not have been discovered until he had gone completely insane and become a monster. Hugh paused for a moment before he said, "The law enforcement team that captured him at that time all vomited when they opened his hidden basement, where one after another mutated and terrible corpses were placed, and one after another frightening but wonderful oil paintings were hung......

"An abominable guy, but also a fascinating story. Fore thought for a moment and asked, "Is he a 'demon'?"

"No, he's a 'psychiatrist'. Hugh dismissed his friend's speculation.

“...... You sentenced him to death?" Furth asked expectantly.

Hugh shook his head and said:

"His defense lawyer convinced me that he was better suited to be a seal researcher. ”

"And the lawyers? and the lawyers in your anomalous affairs court? aren't they all direct trials?" Forth asked in surprise.

Hugh straightened the yellow hair that had grown a little longer:

"We have some extraordinaries in the 'lawyer' pathway, and they also need to play, and of course, they don't know they are playing. ”

"Okay. Furth yawned again, pointed to the easy chair by the fireplace, and said, "I'll sleep for a while, huh, aren't you going to work?"

"It's okay to take a leave of absence. Hugh replied succinctly.

Furth didn't ask any more, walked over to the fireplace, and collapsed.

That is, two or three hours later, she woke up and meditated for a quarter of an hour.

She then retrieved the extraordinary properties and supporting materials of the Traveler given by her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham, and concocted a potion.

The potion was white but transparent, like half-melted snow water, with light green bubbles coming out of it.

Foirth took the potion, glanced at his friend who was guarding next to him, and smiled:

"If I get out of control, don't hesitate to cut off my head.

"No, pray for a second time, maybe there is a chance to save. ”

"......," Hugh nodded slowly, "stay as it is." ”

Firth exhaled silently, no longer hesitating, raised the potion, and gulped into his mouth.

In an instant, she felt light after light sparkle inside her and in front of her, and they went on a rampage, opening one illusory door after another.

Furth's consciousness entered one of the doors uncontrollably, and his entire body became transparent and disappeared in place.

In this state of mind floating and chaotic, Furth almost couldn't find her self-awareness, but fortunately, she had been tortured recently, her will was quite strong, and from time to time she could still feel the four special coordinates in the spirit world, and finally sobered up a little bit.

I don't know how long it took, but she found that she had entered the depths of the spiritual world, and it was difficult to distinguish the specific location, and she could not find the "way" back.

With the help of those four special coordinates, Firth slowly "walked" back to the familiar place, out of the dense superimposed color patches and the faint mist, and walked out of the spirit world.

The purpose of those four special coordinates is not only to help me find my way back, but also to maintain my sense of self...... The teacher is only sequence 7, and he has no practical experience, so the knowledge he talks about will inevitably be a little negligent...... Fur's thoughts turned, and he turned his gaze to Hugh, and said with a slight smile:

"I'm a 'traveler' anymore. ”

Hugh breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously:

"What are some of the more extraordinary abilities?"

"The main thing is that there is one more 'teleportation', and also, the 'invisible hand', in addition, the demigod level extraordinary abilities that I can record have been increased to four, and the specific effect should be close to Sequence 4......" Furth looked at himself for a moment.

She then raised her hand and drew one of the tarot cards used in the room for divination.

It was a man with a scepter in his right hand pointing to the sky, his left hand hanging down and pointing to the ground, with chalices, scepters, swords, star coins, and other items in front of him.

"Magician" card.

............

The longest day of the year is the birthday of the "Goddess of the Night", commonly known as Winter Day.

On this day, all the worshippers of the night go to the nearby church to witness the sun set and the night to come, and then participate in Mass, enjoy communion, listen to the choir singing, and do all kinds of activities.

The year 1350 was a heavy year for the Night Believers in Rune, who were in a bad mood due to the intensity of the war and rising prices, but they still walked out of their homes on Winter Rite Day, because the Night Church would hold a large mass in the major squares to appease the spirits of the dead.

At the same time, various Foundations will also distribute food vouchers at the Mass, and those who receive them can use them to receive the corresponding items at any relief point or any church, which causes some of the Storm Worshippers and Steam Worshippers who were not supposed to be on Winter Rite Day to go to the nearest square.

West End, Remembrance Square, where George III was killed.

Audrey wore a black cloak, and Susie, a big golden retriever dog with a leather bag on her back, walked among the nobles with a plain face, and her expression seemed to be normal, but there was some pain and guilt.

She had obtained the blood of the elderly psychic dragon, concocted the "Manipulator" potion, and placed it in the small bag on Susie's back.

Susie is already the "hypnotist" of Sequence 6, and Audrey believes that not many people on the scene can detect her anomaly and snatch things from her.

- The blood of the old psychic dragon came from the "Hermit" Gardelia, which is said to have been obtained from the "mysterious queen", and Audrey paid a full three thousand pounds to buy it.

This was in line with her expectations, as she didn't really want to get materials from the Psychic Alchemy Society, after all, her direct boss Herwin Lambis had only been dead for a few months, and she was collecting the items needed for promotion, which inevitably aroused suspicion, and the rest of the Psycho Alchemy Society had enough ability and wisdom to notice this.

Moreover, if you become a demigod, you have to contact the members of the Psychological Alchemy Council, according to Mr. "World", it is likely that there are angels in the spiritual realm hidden in it, so I will prepare for a while, and then consider improving the status of the association when I have the right circumstances and excuses...... Hide your strength for a while...... Audrey, with her blonde hair pulled up, lifted the hem of her skirt and walked slowly to her intended position.

Along the way, many nobles extended friendly hands to her, hoping to help the beautiful noble but weak girl pass through crowded places and obstacles, but these were blocked by Count Hall.

He put his eldest son, Hibbert, in charge of the youngest daughter, and took his wife in his arms, and walked ahead, turning from time to time to look after the brightest jewel of Bakeland.

Not long after the family arrived at their destination, the archbishop of the Diocese of Beckland, the Holy Anthony Stevenson, wore a robe with red stripes on a black background.

He looked around, raised his right hand, and tapped it four times clockwise on his chest:

"Praise be to the Goddess!"

When the believers below responded, the Sage said in a low voice that everyone could hear:

"Today is a celebration of the night, but the goddess responds with mercy.

"He has mercy on every mother who has lost a child, on every lonely child, on every person who has suffered greatly.

He said that all this will come to an end, and that all this suffering will return to silence and rest. ”