Summoning the Courier...... As the "Trial" of the Tarot Society, a member of MI9, Hugh understood what the Messenger meant, and knew that the Messenger was widely used by the mid-level of the Spiritual Order.

Before she could ask for more details, she saw Furth walk to the guest room on the first floor with blank eyes, and said in a rather erratic voice:

"Let me sleep for a while, and I'll talk about something later. ”

She slept the next morning, awakened from a deep dream by the pervasive smell of meat.

"Dicky pie?" Fluth rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room, seeing that the food was already on the table.

"Yes. Hugh came out of the bathroom, "the one around the corner, it's not bad." ”

With a "mmmm" sound, Furth sat down at the table, picked up Dixie's pie as quickly as he could, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After eating one and taking a sip of sweet iced tea, she sighed with satisfaction:

"That's life.

"Oops, forgot to brush your teeth......"

After finishing the cleaning, she finally regained her ability to think, and looked at Hugh suspiciously:

"MI9 doesn't suspect that you have quietly become a 'judge'?"

"They thought it was the reward of the force that instructed me in the first place. Hugh recounted what he had heard.

Furth pulled his hair and smiled:

"Again, let them ask the Church of the Night. ”

She then covered her mouth and yawned:

"I'm calling the messenger of that one. ”

Over this period of "records", her verbal address to someone has evolved from Gelman Sparrow, "Mr. World", to "the One".

On the one hand, it is a sign of respect, and on the other hand, it is a fear of eavesdropping.

Hearing his friend's words, Hugh glanced left and right, and asked with a little confusion:

"Aren't there ceremonies?"

She remembered that summoning messengers required rituals.

"It's just one of them, and the one told me to use the other. Firth looked at his clothes and saw that he had not had time to change them last night, and had slept wrinkledly.

Thinking that she would have to meet the messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her image, and hurried back to the bedroom on the second floor, where she changed into a beige dress with a ruffled stand-up collar.

Ready, she raised her right hand in Hugh's presence and grabbed it forward, as if trying to get something out of the air.

In her eyes, an illusory book condensed and took shape, flipped quickly, and stopped at one of the pages.

In the next second, her arm sank, and a figure dragged out of the void.

This is Gelman Sparrow, who wears a half-height silk top hat and a black tweed coat, with a cold face and a rigid temperament, and a slightly sluggish appearance.

And it worked? This is the second time I've tried...... I only tried it once yesterday and failed...... Furth's eyes widened, as if trying to hold more light and see a little more clearly.

She knew that what she summoned was an image from the hole in history, so she was not too nervous at this time, but she subconsciously held her breath and looked at Gelman Sparrow's projection vigilantly, unable to distinguish between real and fake.

She remembers the achievements of this crazy adventurer vividly.

Furth summoned Gelman Sparrow? Shouldn't it be his messenger? Gelman Sparrow could also come as a summon? Question after question popped up in Hugh's mind.

Just when Forth didn't know what to do next, Nagelman Sparrow's eyes turned slightly, and his gaze suddenly became smart, no longer dull and sluggish, giving people a feeling of coming to life.

Immediately after, he took out a beautiful silver-white harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew it.

No sound came from it, but the surroundings instantly became rather gloomy, and a biting wind blew.

Then, a lady in a long and gloomy dress, with four blonde hair and red eyes, stepped out of the void and looked at Gelman Sparrow with eight eyes at the same time.

Gelman Sparrow nodded slightly, and pointed to Furth and said:

"This lady needs to go to the depths of the spirit world to set up four special coordinates, you can help her. ”

"Good ......," said Renette Tinnicol, one of her heads bobbing up and down.

Gelman Sparrow didn't say anything more, and as he approached the window, he made the glove on his left palm transparent.

His figure quickly vanished, "teleporting" out of the house.

Let's go...... Let's go...... The image of the historical pore I summoned went on its own?, Furth looked at it with his mouth slightly open, as if he were experiencing a burlesque.

According to her understanding, the summoned things should be driven by themselves, how can they leave by themselves after an explanation.

Could it be that the images in the pores of history have the same character as the person...... No, it's like Gelman Sparrow himself...... Furth glanced at Hugh and saw that she was just as confused.

At that moment, Forth shuddered, as if some extremely terrifying creature had taken its sights.

She subconsciously turned her head to find Gelman Sparrow's messenger looking at her with eight red eyes, scrutinizing her.

As scary as Gelman Sparrow...... Furth smiled and said:

“...... Sorry for your help. ”

At this moment, Renette Tinicol's four blonde red-eyed heads spoke one after another:

"Need ......", "Pay ......", "Eight hundred ......", "Gold ......"

Also, there is still a charge? Furth opened his mouth slightly again, not knowing how to respond.

It took a few seconds for her mind to come alive and count her savings:

After borrowing 2,400 pounds to Hugh, there was originally 780 pounds left...... During this time, the expenses were not small, but the previous royalties were still in the account, plus some other income and 300 pounds of leave, a total of 1258 pounds...... That's enough......

Furth was about to say yes, but immediately found a problem:

"All gold?"

Renette Tinicol's four heads swayed slightly:

"Yes......", "You ......", "You can ......", "I owe ......"

Sure enough, it's all gold...... I remember that Mr. "World" had been trying to collect gold coins and exchange them for gold coins for some time...... And to pay the messenger, who has a complicated relationship with himself...... Well, Mr. "World" should still have a lot of gold coins there, I'll just ask him for 800 later...... Furth secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Okay. ”

When she agreed, she saw one of the headless messenger's heads lifted and bit down on her shoulder.

The colors around it become more intense and vivid, with red becoming redder, black black, and white white.

In this way, Firth was led by Renette Tinicor through a similar scene, and it did not take long to reach a place that seemed to be filled with a light mist.

In the depths of the mist, one eye after another seemed to look over, but quickly retracted.

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

When "Magician" Falth summoned the projection of Gelman Sparrow from the hole in history to Beckland, Klein himself immediately entered the fog of history, rushing all the way to the pre-First Age.

His consciousness then came alive within that projection, reducing the consumption of Firth.

In this way, Crane indirectly returned to Beckland, which is why he asked Miss "Magician" to summon the messenger in this complicated way.

As for the messenger summoned by the adventurer's harmonica, it is an objective existence and will not increase the spiritual burden of Firth, even if the historical pore image of Klein disappears, Renette Tinicol can still stay in the real world if she wants to.

After a "teleportation", Crane appeared in a secluded alley near St. Samuel's Church, and used the Faceling's abilities to change his appearance and stature.

In this process, although there were still a few pedestrians in the alley, they were all affected by illusions, and they didn't notice that there was suddenly an extra "companion".

Then Klein straightened his clothes, pressed his hat, and walked briskly to St. Samuel's Chapel, where he took a seat in the Grand Prayer Hall.

Taking off his top hat and reciting his name, he reverently drew a crimson moon on his chest, and then, clasping his hands, closing his eyes, and whispering a prayer to the "Goddess of the Night":

“...... I'm looking for traces of the dark wolf's past to grasp the specifics of him......"

Speaking of this, Klein remembered that the dark demon wolf might be a former "colleague" of the "Goddess of the Night", and he should know each other well enough, so he hurriedly added:

“...... I don't know if you can give me some inspiration......"

He didn't wait for a response, kept his peace of mind, and continued:

“...... When this is done, I plan to go all the way east to see if I can reach the Western Continent and see what state it is in, and also take this opportunity to jump out of Amon's tracking and look for other possible ......."

After praying, Klein tapped four times clockwise on his chest again, and whispered:

"Praise be to the Goddess. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep dark night sky dotted with countless stars suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a piece of information in his mind unconsciously.

That's information about Kotal, the dark wolf.

...... Klein was stunned for a moment, until the starry sky in front of him completely disappeared, and he sincerely praised the goddess again.

Out of St. Samuel's Church, he took advantage of the "creeping hunger" and another "teleportation" to the vicinity of the Cathedral of the Holy Wind in the Jowood district.

He wanted to pray to the "Lord of the Storm" once as well.

Looking up at the towering spire, Crane hesitated for a moment to really enter the headquarters of the Church of the Storm's Bakerland Parish.

"I'm just an image in the pores of history, I'm not afraid...... Pray that nothing is lost, in case the 'Lord of the Storm' hears about Amun's situation and decides to give me '0-32......'? Being a human being always has to have some expectations!" Klein thought for a moment, and finally made up his mind.

He cautiously raised his hand and recruited the "winner" Enyuni, who had not yet been parasitized by Amon, from the hole in history, to come out, and let this secret puppet become his own appearance and enter the Holy Wind Cathedral.

A minute or two later, a dark cloud suddenly floated over Beckland, and there seemed to be a flash of silver lightning in the Cathedral of the Holy Wind, but no one noticed.