join p atreon.com/KeyofStars and become a Sequence 9: Reader for advance chapters | Every 100 powerstones = 1 extra chapter | Report issues @discord.com/GVBdncd9Wr
The next day, morning.
For most people in Backlund, today was no different from any other day. If anything, it was just that with the New Year approaching, many people had a rare holiday and were preparing for the upcoming New Year.
Old Kohler was one of them. This old man, who in the original work became Klein's informant in the East Borough and was about to live a happy life but fell like a straw, still coincidentally met Klein, who came to the East Borough for a commission, in this world altered by Lin Ruo, and became Klein's informant just as in the original work.
Undoubtedly, although Klein was very poor, he was not at all stingy with his informants. Therefore, relying on the informant fees he provided, Old Kohler finally lived the happy life he envisioned and saved a sum of money, probably enough for him to have a good New Year.
"Ham is too expensive. Even if I've saved some money, I can't spend it recklessly. I still have to consider the future. I'll have to find a few people to buy it together…"
Old Kohler, who had left home early in the morning, mused to himself. His old but more alert eyes constantly scanned his surroundings, wary of potential thieves. Occasionally, his gaze instinctively fell on the pocket where he kept his money, and he couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.
"Detective Sherlock is truly a good person. If I continue to be his informant, perhaps next year I'll be able to buy ham all by myself."
"I wonder how Detective Sherlock will spend the New Year this year…"
Old Kohler, muttering to himself, naturally didn't know that Detective Sherlock Moriarty, whom he thought about constantly, was at this very moment almost startled enough to leap directly off the sofa.
And in front of him, Bernadette was frowning as she looked at the letter in her hand. The letter contained only a short line of words:
"Unexpected situation, come quickly."
The letter had just been delivered; it wasn't from Lin Ruo, but from Medici.
That fellow also had a messenger.
Of course, Bernadette was not at all surprised by the content of the letter itself, because this was a script she had already read.
At the same time, the fact also proved that everyone in the Mystical World was indeed a master actor. Even though she had read the script, Bernadette still displayed a look of complete shock, as if she knew nothing. She then frowned, stood up, and looked at Klein, saying, "It seems there's a problem. We need to go to the crypt immediately."
"I'll notify Lin Ruo first." Although anxious and puzzled, Klein clearly still maintained a basic calmness. He walked away, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a line of words, blew the harmonica that summoned Lin Ruo's messenger, and sent the letter out.
As he did so, Bernadette also pulled out an Mystical Item that looked like a brooch from her pocket. This was an Mystical Item made from the Traveler characteristic.
Almost as soon as Klein sent the letter, Bernadette had already grabbed his shoulder. The latter then remembered something and said, "The Church there…"
"Don't worry, someone has already gone to report it," Bernadette replied. As her voice fell, the Mystical Item in her hand had already taken effect.
…
Meanwhile, at Saint Samuel Cathedral.
Archbishop Saint Anthony's expression at this moment was not pleasant.
Just now, he had received two reports: one from an unknown enthusiastic citizen, and one from a Blessed beloved by the Goddess. Although the content of the reports differed, both involved a major event concerning the life and death of Backlund.
The enthusiastic citizen reported that the Augustus Family was cooperating with the Demoness Sect, intending to bring about the descent of the Primordial Demoness, and clearly stated that the vessel for her descent was currently in the Third Prince's Red Rose Manor.
Your Excellency's report not only included the aforementioned matter but also accused the Augustus Family of not only cooperating with the Demoness Sect but also colluding with the Numinous Episcopate, intending to sacrifice millions of people in Backlund to create an Artificial Death.
You ask what Archbishop Saint Anthony's mood was at this moment?
To sum it up, it was probably—Augustus *, the Church has treated you well, what madness are you indulging in?
Archbishop Saint Anthony, utterly bewildered by the Augustus Family's sudden madness and feeling quite annoyed, suppressed his anger, controlled his expression, and awaited the oracle of the Evernight Goddess.
Such a matter, which in some sense already involved two evil gods, was naturally not something he alone could decide.
Soon, throughout the entire Cathedral, all followers of the Night felt the descent of the Night.
After a while, everything returned to normal, and Archbishop Saint Anthony appeared before Chanis Gate.
He was going to awaken the Sealed Artifact "0-17."
…
Red Rose Manor.
Trissy stood by the window, gazing into the distance, seemingly admiring the scenery, but the corner of her eye fell on a ring on her hand.
She was becoming less and less like herself. She had to save herself.
Even death would be better than even her Soul…
"Click—"
The door opened, and footsteps sounded. Without turning around, Trissy knew who it was.
Prince Edessak's voice then sounded, with a hint of excitement: "Trissy, I've finally convinced my royal father. They've agreed to let us marry."
Trissy turned sharply. Her expression, usually indifferent, was now terrifyingly cold.
"I will not marry you."
"…Why?" Prince Edessak's excited voice stopped abruptly, yet he didn't seem surprised. After a second of silence, he asked, "What's so bad about being my princess consort? Why do you always want to escape?"
"Huh?" Trissy suddenly laughed. She looked at Prince Edessak in front of her, her expression mocking and pitiful.
"Did you truly not notice anything? How pathetic."
…
As Trissy realized that what was about to happen was imminent, she finally couldn't help but erupt, telling Prince Edessak the truth. In the crypt created by the Augustus, Lin Ruo, who had changed his appearance but still maintained the identity of a True Creator Blessed, leaned against the wall, looking at the letter that had just been delivered to his hand.
Lin Ruo, guessing what the letter contained, naturally didn't intend to read it in front of Mr. A, the Demoness of Despair, and the Aurora Order cannon fodder abcd. He directly shoved it into his pocket.
That's right, Mr. A and the Demoness of Despair.
Lin Ruo's current location was the crypt from the original work, and in front of him was the already arranged altar.
This was not his first time here, nor was it his first time meeting the Demoness of Despair. Because he wore the identity of a True Creator Blessed, Lin Ruo's disguise could be said to be quite solid. Now that the major event was approaching, his presence here not only seemed to have no sense of incongruity but was even taken for granted.
"Mr. Clark, have you truly decided to act today?"
The Demoness of Despair looked at the man who was lazily leaning against the wall, completely unlike the other members of the Aurora Order who were kneeling on the ground, yet gave off a dangerous and mad feeling. Her voice was gentle as she spoke.
This was what they had just discussed, only to be interrupted for a while by the sudden arrival of Clark's messenger.
Recalling the God-level messenger from earlier, a hint of apprehension flashed in the Demoness of Despair's eyes.
When did such a figure appear in the Aurora Order?
"Because the result of my dice roll was today…" Lin Ruo said in a lazy tone. His disguised red eyes looked at the Demoness of Despair indifferently, then he curved his lips into a cold and chilling smile:
"Anyway, you've already prepared, haven't you?"
join p atreon.com/KeyofStars and become a Sequence 9: Reader for advance chapters | Every 100 powerstones = 1 extra chapter | Report issues @discord.com/GVBdncd9Wr