Chapter 48: Prelude

Chapter 48: Prelude

At 7 Pinstor Street, Leonard, who had specifically returned home to attend the Tarot Gathering, was just about to go out to the underground area of Saint Samuel Cathedral to read files in preparation for soothing spirits that night when his vision suddenly blurred. He saw the messenger wearing a gloomy, complicated long dress and holding four blond-haired, red-eyed heads.

As a Requiemer, he could already directly see spirit-type creatures.

After receiving the letter Klein had sent, Leonard had not even had time to say thank you when Reinette Tinekerr turned around and stepped into the void without stopping in the slightest.

“…Old Man, why does Klein have—have a messenger of this level? Is this a benefit of being a favored one?” Leonard could not help lowering his voice and asking Pallez Zoroast.

At first, he had even fantasized that this was standard equipment for members of the Tarot Club. Later, he discovered that he had been thinking far too much.

Pallez Zoroast’s slightly aged voice immediately gave a heh.

“It should be unique to Klein Moretti. Everyone has some special encounters, don’t they? Even someone like you does, do you not?

“Heh. I thought you would use ‘incomplete angel’ to describe Her, but you changed it to ‘messenger of this level.’ Not bad. You still remember my reminder.”

Leonard curled his lips, unfolded the letter, and began reading its contents.

“As expected, a favored one of Concealment and Fate…” Pallez Zoroast quickly glanced over the beginning through Leonard’s eyes.

Without looking at the floor, Leonard directly stepped back several times and threw himself into the embrace of the sofa. Only then did he say,

“Klein can see through theft and replacement of fate… In that case, we don’t need to rush to search for demigod-level items of the Marauder pathway.”

“Even if you were anxious, would you know where to look?” Pallez immediately sneered.

Even at the gathering of the Hermits of Fate, similar items might appear only once every few years, and the next convening would not be until the end of the year.

For a moment, Leonard actually could not find words to answer. He could only shift his gaze to the next two paragraphs.

After a brief silence, he gave a low laugh.

“I’ve always wondered where Klein got that high-level charm of the Sun domain when facing Megose. I previously thought it was given by the Death Consul, but I never quite understood why an angel of the Death domain would gather high-level charms of the Sun domain. For suicide? Now I finally understand.

“Old Man, I also once possessed 3-0782. Why didn’t you discover the drop of Eternal Blazing Sun’s divine blood hidden inside it? If you had stolen some power from it in advance, then back then, back then…”

Leonard had originally intended to mock the Old Man with this matter, but as he spoke, he fell silent.

Pallez Zoroast sighed inside his mind.

“If that drop of divine blood could be discovered so casually, then that Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem would not have remained in Tingen.”

Leonard fell silent for several seconds, then asked instead,

“Then how should I find an opportunity to obtain that sacred emblem and make Solar Flame charms?”

Although Klein’s letter spoke of the matter very casually, Leonard knew this was not easy, because he was no longer a Nighthawk of Tingen City. Even if he now returned to visit his former colleagues and teammates, he was not qualified to enter that Chanis Gate.

Hearing his question, Pallez Zoroast snapped in irritation,

“Why ask me about such a small matter? Don’t you know how to think for yourself?”

Leonard coughed awkwardly and hurriedly activated his brain cells, seriously searching for a method:

“I’m currently acting alone, but the archbishop gave me the authority to draw local Nighthawks from the affected areas to help.

“Mm, if all the spirits in Backlund are soothed, but I still haven’t fully digested the potion, could I then expand to other dioceses?

“At that…