Ince Zangwill went to Beckland...... I don't know how long he'll be there...... Well...... It can be confirmed every once in a while...... Crane leaned forward thoughtfully, wiped off the parchment, and wrote a new divination statement:

"The current position of Lanrius. ”

In his opinion, the culprit who caused the death of the captain and others and put himself to sleep forever is undoubtedly Ince Zangwill, but the madman of Lanerus is also an accomplice who cannot shirk his responsibility, and must pay the price of blood!

After reciting it silently seven times, Crane entered the dream again, but the picture presented after the gray world cracked was exactly the same as what he had just seen!

The wide, slightly murky river, the docks one after another, the rows of houses, the various buildings in the Gothic style dominated by the Rune trend, the crowded streets, the bustling scenes, the chimneys that constantly spew "mist", the magnificent palace complexes, and the towering, iconic Gothic bell tower......

Lanerus is also in the "Land of Hope", "the capital of all things" Beckland!

Crane opened his eyes, slightly puzzled, for he wanted to divinate the exact location of Laneus, but it turned out to be only a very large, vague range.

"This shows that the sequence of Lanerus is much higher than I expected...... No, it could also be that he had gained great benefits in helping the 'True Creator' to produce offspring, such as a little divinity, such as an umbilical cord-like object similar to the one left over from the baby in Megoos's womb, e.g., ...... Most of the latter was also taken by Ince Zangwill......" Klein thought raced, muttering to himself as he made his preliminary guesses.

After confirming the vague location of the two enemies, he considered a realistic problem, that is, he did not have the strength to take revenge at present!

Even if Lanerus only has Sequence 7, or even Sequence 8, it is not easy for him to deal with the huge benefits, and he is obviously known for his cunning, and it is normal to kill a strong person who is stronger than himself...... Ince Zangwill is even more terrifying, he is a demigod in Sequence 4 and has a terrifying "0" level seal...... Although there are still some secrets hidden in my crossing, it is obvious that it cannot be transformed into combat effectiveness yet, and it may not be possible for a long time...... There are only two ways to continue to improve your own sequence and collect powerful magical items...... Grasp with both hands, and both hands should be hard......

In the midst of a whirlwind of thoughts, Klein decided to add a divination.

After pondering the language, he solemnly put pen to paper and wrote:

"I hope to become stronger. ”

Gently putting down the round-bellied fountain pen that was revealed, Klein leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

While meditating, he fell into a deep sleep with the help of meditation.

In the gray world, he saw again the sight he had just witnessed, the rivers, the docks, the chimneys, the crowds, the palaces, the various machines and the Gothic bell tower, and the capital of the Kingdom of Rune, Beckland!

Immediately afterward, the picture changed, and he saw a majestic mountain peak piercing through the white clouds, a magnificent, ancient palace, a huge seat carved out of stone and inlaid with dim gems and gold, and a strange vertical pupil composed of countless mysterious symbols.

Silently, the scene shattered, and Crane slowly sat up straight, reaching out and tapping the edge of the long bronze table.

"Beckland has my hope of getting stronger......"

"The second scene refers to the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains, the treasure left behind by the Antigonus family, and the 'weird vertical pupil' made up of countless mysterious symbols, which was passed to me after the Antigonus family notes contaminated the 'doom puppet', is the key to unlocking everything......"

One thought flashed after another, and Crane decided not to rush to the Hornachis Mountains first, because the danger hidden in it was as high as the demigods of Sequence 4 might not be able to withstand it.

So, let's go to Beckland...... With a sigh, Crane made the decision to wrap himself in spirituality, simulating the feeling of falling, and leaving the mysterious space above the gray mist.

Back in the real world, he slowly walked out of his hiding place and returned to Dunn Smith's grave.

Taking a deep look at the photographs and inscriptions on the tombstone, Crane slowly drew a crimson moon on his chest before turning and walking out of the cemetery.

As a former night watchman, who had to visit the Raphael cemetery from time to time, he was very familiar with the movement of the grave keepers and the surrounding environment, and without causing any disturbance, he easily broke away from the silent and deserted area, and walked along the rammed earth road, with the help of the shadows of the trees, until he walked towards the city of Tingen.

The night was so peaceful, the red moon was so dreamy, and Crane walked alone, his thoughts spread like a loose horse, sometimes contemplating plans for revenge, sometimes recalling the unreliable memories of the captain, recalling the pathos hidden under old Neil's witty humor......

Before he knew it, Crane walked into the nearest street like a ghost, turning a fork in the road.

By the time he was out of that state and fully grasped his attention, it was already two hours later.

He found himself standing on Daffodil Street, opposite his home with his brother and sister.

Instinctively, Klein returned here.

Taking a step forward with a little joy, he suddenly paused again, showed a bitter smile, and whispered to himself:

"If I had knocked on the door, Melissa would have fainted on the spot...... Benson would have been so nervous that he would start to lose his hair, and then try to convince me calmly, in the name of the curly-haired baboon......"

Shaking his head, Crane took a deep look at the familiar gate and headed for Iron Cross.

That's fine, that's fine...... What I'm going to do in the future won't involve them...... The pension given by the Night Watch Squad and the police department must have been enough to make them live a stable middle-class life, and even if Melissa didn't find a job, Benson was unemployed......

After walking silently for a while, Crane began to feel his weariness, but as a "dead man", he had nothing but the clothes he was wearing, and the citrine pendant and Azk bronze whistle he carried with him, including gold pounds, including sylles, including pennies.

"Shall we blow the brass whistle and send a letter to Mr. Azik, asking him to come to my aid quickly?" Klein laughed bitterly, "Forget it, don't contact him just yet, maybe Ince Zangwill is still watching him secretly, and will look for him when the time is right...... As an 'old monster' who has lived for thousands of years, he should be able to understand the thing of 'coming back from the dead'...... Well, it's not too cold tonight, just find a place to make do with it, and go to the Tingen branch of the Beckland Bank tomorrow morning to withdraw the money from my bearer account. ”

- Because there have been too many recent events, he has not had time to do the follow-up experiment of "sacrifice", and the 300 gold pounds in the bearer account are still intact.

"That's enough to cover my expenses for a long time...... Tomorrow I will buy another newspaper and make sure what day of the week it is...... Miss 'Justice' they have no new pleas coming in, indicating that I haven't missed the meeting yet......" Crane thought as he found a sheltered corner, sat down, took off his coat, covered himself, and fell asleep with his back against the wall.

Not long after he slept, he was suddenly jolted awake and saw a policeman with a short stick.

The epaulettes have only one "V", the lowest level of the police officer...... Klein glanced at the other party, confirming the other party's identity.

The officer said viciously:

"Can't sleep here!"

"Streets and parks are not places for you lazy, homeless people who don't want to do things to sleep!"

"That's what the Poor Law says!"

Klein was stunned for a moment, because of his sensitive identity, he didn't argue with the other party.

He took his coat and walked down the street again until dawn.

Soon, with his head down, he entered the branch of Beckland Detingen, where the account was opened, and withdrew 200 pounds of cash with a preset "password", and the remaining one-third of the "deposit", he stayed in the account to prevent accidents

—As he wrote the ancient Hermetian incantation that was the code, Crane undoubtedly heard the "supplication".

Next, he spent a total of £38 on two formal suits, two shirts, two trousers, two pairs of leather boots, two bow ties, four pairs of socks, two double-breasted coats for winter, two solid sweaters, two thick trousers, in addition, a walking stick, a wallet, and a leather suitcase.

After doing all this, Klein found a hotel to take a shower and change clothes, and then, in order to avoid possible acquaintances, he took a horse-drawn taxi to the steam train station in Tingen, and bought a newspaper on the way, confirming that it was Sunday.

From the city of Tingen to Beckland, it takes only about four hours by steam train, and the deluxe first class is three-quarters of a pound, or 15 sucks, and the second class is 10 sucks, half a pound.

Very crowded, in very poor condition, the 3rd class is quite cheap, costing only 5 sules.

Klein thought about it and bought the two o'clock in the afternoon, second class.

With his ticket in hand and his suitcase, Klein sat down in a random place in the waiting hall, and it was just over 9 a.m.

He was very glad that the Kingdom of Rune did not have a strict household registration system, and he could prove his identity with three months' bills of running water, gas, and rent, and it was even easier to buy a steam train ticket, just give money.

Sitting in the waiting hall, thinking that he would leave Tingen City in the afternoon and go to the capital Beckland, Crane's heart suddenly felt a little empty.

He remembered the younger sister who lived out the feeling of a mother, the brother who liked to tell sarcastic jokes, and the scene where the three of them ate very well and collapsed in their positions, and no one wanted to move......

Scene by scene, Klein burst out laughing, a little uncomfortably, as he remembered Melissa's turtle called "Doll" and Benson's pathetic hairline.

He suddenly had a strong urge to look at his brother and sister again.

It was only then that Klein understood why he hadn't picked an earlier train and bought the two p.m. one.

He picked up his leather suitcase, walked briskly out of the waiting hall, and returned to Daffodil Street in a horse-drawn cab.

Then, he hid in the shadows of the house opposite, looked at the door of his house, and tried several times to get past it, but could not get past the wide street.

Klein looked at the other side in a daze, feeling homeless, and he had a similar feeling when he first crossed over.

Suddenly, he saw the door open and Melissa and Benson walking out.

One of them was wearing a black skirt, a black gauze hat, a black shirt, a black vest, black pants, a black jacket, and a black top hat, with the same expressions and low moods.

Melissa lost weight...... Why is Benson so haggard...... Crane's heart was sour, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't call out those two names.

He unconsciously followed Benson and Melissa to the nearest municipal square, where he saw tents set up and a new circus performing.

Benson paid for the tickets, took Melissa inside, forced a little smile and said:

"This circus is famous. ”

Melissa nodded expressionlessly:

"Hmm. ”

Suddenly, her feet slipped, her ankles crooked slightly, and she was about to fall.

Klein, who followed the ticket to enter, opened his mouth and wanted to hold his sister, but he could only retract his subconsciously outstretched hand, and stood helplessly not far away, standing in the crowd of people.

Benson was startled, it was too late to help, but Melissa quickly stood up on her own, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

At this time, the clowns poured over, some performed on the wheels of the carriage without falling, some prostrate on huge leather balls, and some threw tennis balls into the sky, and caught them one by one with funny movements.

Melissa watched these performances, her expression was calm as if the other party did not exist, and Benson tried several times and cheered loudly, but he could not arouse his sister's emotions, and he slowly lowered himself.

Crane pursed his lips and watched the scene from afar, wanting to get closer but not daring.

Suddenly, he touched the wallet in his pocket and had an idea.

Benson and Melissa continued on their way, watching the performances in silence.

After a while, they saw a clown painted in red, yellow, and white running over, throwing tennis balls into the sky, and then when people's attention was drawn to the air, a bouquet of flowers and a bouquet of Sevia chrysanthemums appeared out of nowhere.

The bouquet of flowers came to Melissa and Benson, golden in color, symbolizing happiness.

Melissa and Benson looked at the clown opposite them a little dazedly, and saw that his face was full of red, yellow, and white oil paint, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, fixed with a happy smile, an exaggerated smile, a funny smile.

(End of Part 1)