Chapter 97: June Arrives

Chapter 97: June Arrives

In the black night, within the forest of pea-green vines, Klein kept his eyes closed, listening to the melody that seemed to drift from the edge of the sky.

His body and mind were both serene and peaceful, yet he also felt a faint gloom and sorrow growing, spreading, and echoing.

After an unknown length of time, that melodious tune finally vanished. Between the hanging pea vines, a gentle night breeze slowly blew.

Klein sighed soundlessly and opened his eyes, looking upward. He saw the Queen of Mysteries, Bernadette, handing the “human skull” riddled with holes to the “servant” whose upper body was human and lower body was wind.

“It is done,” Bernadette said in a soft, calm voice.

“Thank you for your help.” Klein bowed once more and controlled the Wraith Senor to walk back to his side.

At that moment, strand after strand of pea vine retracted upward and gradually faded. The pea-green forest soon disappeared completely.

Klein and Senor landed simultaneously at the entrance of the bridge. The surroundings were quiet and deserted, with only a squad of bridge guards not far away standing with their backs to them, no different from before.

The fairy-tale-like scene just now seemed only an illusion.

Only then did Klein have the leisure to examine his marionette. He discovered that Senor looked even more like a dead man than before. His face was pale, his aura cold, and he carried an obvious sinister, hair-raising feeling.

This should be the result of a single large-dose corrosion… If he were merely guarding Chanis Gate once or twice a week, each time for one day, it should not be this serious. It would be impossible for him to become unable to endure it in only two months… If that were truly the case, even the orthodox Churches would be unable to bear such consumption… I estimate normal internal caretakers can survive several years, even more than ten, but during that period they are prone to mutation and loss of control… Sigh. When they chose to become internal caretakers, they should already have known this would be their final outcome…

Klein sighed emotionally and had the Wraith Senor project himself onto the gold coin inside the iron cigarette case.

Immediately afterward, he used Travel several times in succession. First, he went out to sea to choose food for Creeping Hunger. Only then did he return to the master bedroom washroom at 160 Böklund Street.

…

June 5th, Sunday, inside the Hall family castle.

Audrey sat before her desk, admiring the mystical item she had just received.

It looked like a long, black gauze glove extending all the way to the elbow. As if born from royalty, it naturally carried a noble, elegant bearing.

It came from the Chaos Mentor Beyonder characteristic sold by the World, Gehrman Sparrow, crafted into form by an Artisan after a certain period of time.

Before purchasing it, Audrey had consulted her father, Earl Hall, and received the reply, “You may buy it and use it yourself. The thought of filial devotion is already enough.” Because of that, she had specifically instructed Mr. Hanged Man to have the Artisan make it into an item suitable for a lady to carry.

This also made her somewhat suspect that her father either carried an even better mystical item, or that the Evernight Church provided him with protection of quite a high level.

According to Mr. Hanged Man’s relay, the gauze glove could grant its wearer several Beyonder effects.

First, it enhanced majesty and physique, making surrounding living beings unconsciously lower themselves and wish to obey.

Second, it granted the ability to Distort the target’s speech, actions, and intentions, thereby constructing certain rules favorable to the wearer.

Third, through symbolic “bribery,” it could make the target develop a strong favorable impression, making hostile intent difficult to arise and even making them unwilling to fight the wearer. If the conditions were suitable, the one who received the bribe had…