Chapter 153: Two Letters

Chapter 153: Two Letters

Hearing Klein’s words, one of the four blond-haired, red-eyed heads held by Reinette Tinekerr immediately opened its mouth.

“Alright…”

Its mouth opened again, and most of the gold coins were instantly sucked back in, disappearing to who knew where.

Looking at the several dozen glittering coins that remained, Klein reached out and accepted the rather thick envelope. He quickly opened it and browsed the beginning, discovering that it was indeed detailed information on Spirit World Plunderers.

After Miss Messenger returned to the spirit world, he put away the gold coins, pulled open the curtains, and sat down. Under the morning sunlight, he began carefully reading the elegant handwriting.

“Thank you again for your assistance.

“The mummy of Tutanthis II is part of my advancement ritual. It holds important meaning to me.

“Spirit World Plunderers live in the depths of the spirit world. They are rare in number, intelligent, and extremely aggressive. They can transform captured or killed creatures into their own subsidiary souls. Their subsidiary souls can take the form of their true spirit body, possessing similar manifestations and specialties, and they can also disguise themselves as other spirit world creatures. When you encounter them, perhaps all the spirit world creatures around you are them—transformed from their subsidiary souls. You absolutely cannot be careless.

“This creature can effectively influence a prey’s ability to think, causing them to enter a paralyzed state… Its true spirit body itself has very strong spirituality and often gains a considerable advantage in corresponding clashes…

“They are very difficult to find. At present, only one place is confirmed to show signs of their activity: Calderón City in the spirit world.

“This is a legendary city. Its origins are mysterious and unknown. In that regard, there are three general guesses. First, it was once the dwelling place of the former Death, the entrance to the Underworld. Second, it was the divine kingdom left behind by a certain ancient god who fell in the Second Epoch. It was attracted by the spirit world, sank into it, and gradually evolved into a city that is both real and illusory. Third, during the Cataclysm, it was a real city devoured by the spirit world.

“No matter which guess is true, they all point to one fact: this city is very dangerous and contains many special and bizarre places…

“I do not possess the mysticism coordinates of Calderón City. Even many high-level spirit world creatures do not have them…

“I can offer two lines of thought. The first is to use a specific covenant ritual to pray to the Red Light, Aiur Moria, and obtain the corresponding answer. I will not use a long passage here to explain what the Red Light is. If you do not know, you may write to me again and ask. The second is to find members of the Abraham family. They inherit the Traveler pathway and have extremely deep exploration of the spirit world…”

Even when Miss Sharron writes letters, she gives off a very restrained feeling… As expected, the pharaoh mummy is prepared for the Puppet ritual. The evil spirit in the underground ruins also once said it could become part of that ritual… So the concrete requirement for the ritual is the spirituality-preserving corpse left behind by a high-Sequence powerhouse after death, or an evil spirit formed from the fusion and evolution of their resentful soul?

Heh, can I pray to the Orange Light and have Him help ask the Red Light? Mm, to others, finding Calderón City is an extremely difficult matter, but for me, it is almost simple beyond belief. I can simply entrust it to Miss Magician. She is now a great contributor to the Abraham family, after all…

I really hope the first guess about Calderón City is correct. In that case, once I contact Mr. Azik, I may see the dangerous residents of that mysterious city standing in two neat rows, lining the street to welcome me…

Klein shook his head, throwing the beautiful fantasy to the back of his mind.

He reexamined the matter of Spirit World Plunderers and confirmed that they possessed some traits of Marionettists and Bizarro Sorcerers. They were quite dangerous high-level spirit world creatures.

Having subsidiary souls possess the form, manifestations, and specialties of the true spirit body is consistent with Bizarro Sorcerers granting their own powers to marionettes… At Zaratul’s level, or at Sequence 3, Scholar of Yore, can one temporarily grant certain Beyonder powers to other creatures who are not marionettes?

Klein folded the letter thoughtfully, then casually shook it, watching as crimson flames swallowed it and turned it into charred fragments that fell into the waste bin.

After collecting his thoughts, he walked toward the bedroom door in his pajamas and let his personal valet Richardson enter to help him change.

…

Underground beneath Saint Samuel Cathedral.

Leonard Mitchell leaned back against his chair as usual, pressing the backrest down while propping both feet up on the desk.

Outwardly, he showed nothing abnormal, but inwardly, he was thinking about Amon.

Ever since learning that this figure had arrived in Backlund, the Pallez Zoroast parasitizing his body had become unusually silent. He was no longer as active as usual, no longer proactively speaking or offering opinions.

If he could not still obtain responses when he asked questions, Leonard would almost have suspected that the old man had secretly run away on his own and chosen someone else to parasitize.

While his thoughts churned, Sost, the captain of their Red Gloves squad and a Nighthawk deacon, walked in.

“Did the interrogation produce anything?”

“Any results?”

The Red Gloves in the room, each doing their own work, all turned their gazes toward the door.

Late last night, they had just completed a mission and captured three members of the Numinous Episcopate whom they had been tracking for quite some time. Now, they were waiting for the interrogation results.

Sost’s expression was serious as he looked around.

“We have made a great contribution, but this is not a good thing.

“According to the confessions from those three members of the Numinous Episcopate, as well as the information the Church gathered in the past, we can preliminarily determine that the Numinous Episcopate has split over whether to resurrect Death or create an artificial Death. The latter faction has already made some progress and obtained no small harvest.

“They are filled with hostility toward Loen and toward us. They placed part of the artificial Death experiments in Backlund! Yes, their thinking is the same as what you are worried about now: even if the experiment fails, they will still have the chance to heavily damage this capital of capitals.”

Leonard instantly recovered from his distracted state. He exchanged glances with Bob, Cindy, and the others, seeing astonishment and anger in one another’s eyes.

At that moment, Sost knocked on a nearby table, cutting off the team members’ discussion.

He cleared his throat and said, “Our current mission is to follow clues in the testimony, travel to the Southern Continent, find several key figures from the Numinous Episcopate’s artificial Death faction, investigate how many nails remain in Backlund, and then pull them out one by one.

“For this mission, we will receive assistance from Madam Daly. The Church will use an advance-payment method to give her the potion and help her prepare the ritual, allowing her to become a Gatekeeper before departure.

“In addition, Her Excellency Ilya, the Eye of the Goddess and a high-ranking deacon responsible for the Southern Continent, along with the local Nighthawks, will provide assistance, corresponding sealed artifacts, and preliminary investigation.

“Ladies and gentlemen, return and rest for one day. Prepare yourselves. We leave tomorrow night.”

“Yes, Captain!” Bob, Cindy, and the others rose and responded.

Leonard stood with them, but he did not speak. The first thought that flashed across his mind was unexpectedly:

I can take this chance to leave Backlund and escape Amon’s threat!

After returning to 7 Pinster Street, closing the door, and drawing the curtains, he lowered his voice and said, “Old man, the problem is solved.

“I assume a normal Red Gloves transfer will not arouse Amon’s suspicion, right?”

Inside his mind, the slightly aged voice slowly answered, “It will not.”

Leonard could tell that the old man’s tone was obviously much more relaxed. His heart stirred. After some thought, he said, “Should I write to Klein Moretti and tell him we will be leaving Backlund for a long time? After all, he was the one who warned us that Amon had already arrived…”

Pallez Zoroast’s tone remained unchanged.

“Write if you want to.”

Leonard breathed out, pulled out a sheet of letter paper, and picked up his fountain pen.

After carefully considering his words for a while, he lowered his wrist and wrote:

“I have a mission and will be leaving Backlund soon.”

Looking at that single short line, Leonard put down the fountain pen and folded the letter paper.

Before long, he prepared the ritual to summon the messenger. Lighting the candle, he stepped back and recited in ancient Hermes in a deep voice:

“I!

“I summon in my name:

“The spirit that wanders amid unreality, the friendly creature that can be driven, the messenger that belongs solely to Gehrman Sparrow.”

Inside the room, a sudden wind sounded, instantly growing intense.

The candle flame swelled, turning pale. A bright and beautiful head with blond hair and red eyes emerged from within it.

Leonard raised an eyebrow and was just about to speak when he saw that behind this head was not a complete neck, but a hand gripping the hair.

Reinette Tinekerr, wearing a gloomy and complicated long dress, swiftly walked out. The four heads she carried turned at the same time, looking toward Leonard Mitchell and speaking in sequence:

“Are…” “you…” “the…” “one…” “who…” “wants…” “to…” “send…” “a…” “letter?”

This spirit world creature looks very powerful… Is this the benefit Klein obtained after joining that hidden organization?

Thinking this, Leonard nodded and said, “Yes.”

The four heads held in Reinette Tinekerr’s hands spoke once more:

“You…” “need…” “to…” “give…” “one…” “gold…” “coin.”

One gold coin? Messengers in the mysticism world also charge money?

Leonard was rather astonished, yet he did not know what reaction he should have. He could only reach into his pocket and take out a gold coin.

Only then did Reinette Tinekerr make two of the blond-haired, red-eyed heads lift. One bit the letter paper; the other bit the gold coin.

Then she stepped into the void and disappeared.

After the candle flame returned to normal, Leonard laughed under his breath and muttered, “What a strange messenger…”

No sooner had he spoken than Pallez Zoroast’s slightly aged voice echoed inside his mind:

“You had better not speak ill of Her behind Her back.”

…Her? The old man refers to a messenger as Her? A messenger is a Her?

Leonard’s eyes widened abruptly.

Pallez lightly coughed and said, “Her state is very strange, not much better than mine.

“In short, that organization that believes in the Fool is even more, even more… Mm, you must be even more careful when interacting or cooperating with Klein Moretti.”

After saying that, this parasite also fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

…

“Leonard actually wants to use a mission as an excuse to leave Backlund and escape Amon’s threat? Is this the solution his old grandfather came up with? Isn’t that far too cowardly?”

After receiving the letter, Klein swept his gaze over it and silently muttered a few words.

He began seriously considering how to use the arms deal as an excuse to leave Backlund for a while as soon as possible.