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Chapter 180: The Artisan’s Origins Cattleya understood the Hanged Man’s meaning: if the problem was great, they could use the Moon to pull the entire Sanguine race into this matter, then recover losses and seize benefits amid the chaos. She smiled and said, “If matters become serious to that extent, why not directly find the World? That would seem simpler.” Alger was silent for several seconds. “I must prove that I have the ability to handle problems. Therefore, that is the final…-
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Chapter 179: A Strange Image Klein lowered his head and looked at his palm. Reflected in his eyes was the appearance of the gold coin. Its obverse faced upward, showing the king’s portrait. This represented affirmation. It meant that Klein should use his marionette’s eyes to look at himself! After receiving this revelation, Klein still hesitated, wondering whether he should first hold a ritual and bring marionette Enzo above the gray fog, then attempt it in that relatively safe environment…
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Chapter 178: The Monster Pathway After several minutes, Daly Simone and Leonard Mitchell, who had made successive errors in judgment, finally arrived at the top of that steep stairway. They descended level by level, moving very slowly and cautiously guarding against their surroundings, ready to fight at any moment. Yet until they reached the bottom, they discovered nothing abnormal, not even any useful traces. Daly again grabbed at the wind and brought her hand close to her ear, listening…
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Chapter 177: Serving Good Luck On the steep and lengthy stone stairway, the crimson moonlight illuminated the middle section, leaving comparatively thick shadows on either side. Enzo descended step by step like an ordinary passerby at night—somewhat fast, somewhat hurried, yet not showing panic. He fully trusted that his luck was extremely good, that he was a winner in life, and that the Nighthawks would not catch up to him. Just as the stairway connecting several upper and lower roads was…
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Chapter 176: Leave No Problems Lower Lip District, 13 Fang Street. Ulika, who was fat, dark brown-skinned, and small-eyed, sat on the sofa. Using sun-dried, scorched-yellow tobacco leaves, he wrapped nearly ten kinds of herbs and spices unique to the Southern Continent layer by layer inside them, then cut the result into long strips. Afterward, he held the self-made “East Balam cigarette” in his hand and leaned toward the match his subordinate had lit. He watched the front end slowly blacken…
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Chapter 175: The Power of Mysticism Most of the houses in Gurain were built along roads that spiraled upward. Occasionally, where the ground became flatter and broader, there would be a plaza or market. Carrying his luggage, Klein relied on a Seer’s spiritual intuition and casually chose a direction, searching along the way for the more lively sort of bar. There were not many carriages on the roads, and rented ones were even rarer, appearing only after long intervals. The most popular means of…
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Chapter 174: Leonard’s Reminder Backlund, North Borough. On a night when the red moon was hidden behind layered clouds, everywhere was pitch black. Only the gas streetlamps lining the sides of the road gave off a little light, illuminating the path ahead and the doorways of the nearby houses. The mailbox at 7 Pinster Street quietly hid on the boundary between light and darkness, bathed in the cool wind blowing from the side, as though it had already fallen asleep. At that very moment, its…
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Chapter 173: Blind Spot in Thinking Based on Klein’s experience from watching so many detective dramas and detective anime, people who covered their faces with scarves and hid their bodily features beneath coats usually had a problem. There was a high probability they were concealing some unspeakable secret—especially when it was not currently winter, and the Berserk Sea’s temperature was far from cold. But that has nothing to do with me. Even if a locked-room murder happens, the one with a…
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Chapter 172: Analysis An Artisan is suspected to be controlled by a cult or hidden organization, and you are still thinking of asking the Hermit for help? Go straight to the World! Who knows which sea the Future is drifting on at the moment, or how long it would take to get there, while the World can Teleport! After hearing the Hanged Man’s prayer, Klein’s first instinct was to refute the request in his mind, believing it would delay timing and cause unnecessary losses. He then calmed down and…
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Chapter 171: A Scholarly Bishop Shalf’s residence was not like that of most bachelors—messy and dirty. Everything was arranged neatly. There was no dust on the windowsill either. After all, as an Artisan, he was not lacking in money. It was only because much of what he did had to remain confidential, making it inconvenient to hire a large number of fixed servants, that he had no choice but to hire people by the hour to help. With a sweep of his gaze, Alger discovered that this place was not…
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