Chapter 123: The Abraham Family

Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Three
The Abraham Family

Apart from the Master Key and the silver pocket watch set with diamonds, which had already been taken by the thief, this place still looked the same as what I saw in dream divination…

Klein swept his gaze around the room, taking in the black iron pot, the glass jars, and the bronze lamp stand covered with many candles that had long since burned out.

His spirit vision and spiritual intuition told him that all of these were utterly ordinary objects, carrying not the slightest spiritual glow.

Mm, but compared with before, there is still one extra thing…

Klein extended his black-gloved left hand and touched the surface of the long table.

His fingers were immediately stained with a visible layer of dust.

He searched carefully once, made a preliminary divination, and found neither secret room nor hidden compartment. Only then did his gaze fall upon the brown notebook.

He carefully opened it, and the contents of the first page entered his eyes:

“This will be the history of a cursed family’s rise once more!”

“I must record every key point! Descendants of the future, remember every word I say from this point onward!”

…What a pity. You lost control and died right after consuming the Sequence 9 potion. The glory of the Abraham family can only remain on your lips after all…

Klein muttered inwardly, then continued reading, quickly flipping through the pages.

Once he confirmed its value, he would take the notebook and leave. He did not plan to linger at the scene.

“Our Abraham family was once one of the most powerful great noble families of the Fourth Epoch. We were the main supporters of the Tudor Dynasty. In that era, whether it was the Augustus family of Loen, the Einhorn family of Feysac, the Sauron family of Intis, or the Castiya family of Feynapotter, all of them could only look up to us.”

“Indeed, they were already far from weak at that time, but we were stronger!”

“Even the legendary Antigonus family and Zaratul family were somewhat inferior to us.”

“Unfortunately, the family’s glory vanished in the Four Emperors’ War. Ancestor Bethel went missing in that war in which gods personally entered the stage, and all the remaining high-Sequence powerhouses perished.”

“From that point onward, our Abraham family suffered a terrifying curse. Generation after generation of ancestors who tried to revive the family, without exception, went mad and lost control. Some did so before becoming high-Sequence powerhouses; others still remained at Sequence 8 or Sequence 7.”

“Every loss of control brought the family a calamity close to annihilation. Those cursed ones forgot the surname engraved into their blood and wantonly harmed the other members of the family. They were already monsters!”

“For the continuation of the family, the Abrahams made a painful decision: we would no longer live together. Instead, we migrated in the form of small families to different parts of the Northern Continent. That way, even if someone lost control and caused slaughter, the bloodline would not be severed because of it.”

“My father feared the curse and chose to become an ordinary person. Were it not for the surname shining within his bloodline, he would not even have wished to tell me these matters.”

“I must record them. I must often look back on them and remember the glory and disaster of the Abraham family.”

Every generation of Beyonders eventually loses control, with no exception? The curse of the Abraham family is even more frightening than that of the City of Silver… Wait. They should all be of the Apprentice pathway. Could they have heard Mr. Door’s cries for help? This—this is not a cry for help at all. It is clearly a death curse!

But according to Miss Magician’s description, she did not hear those illusory ravings on the night of the full moon because she became an Apprentice. It was because she used that bracelet at her wrist. After that, whether she wore the bracelet or not, she could no longer escape them…

Then what caused the Abraham family’s Beyonders to suffer that way? Perhaps the curse has nothing to do with Mr. Door?

Mm, the notebook mentioned that the Abraham family’s ancestor, Bethel Abraham, disappeared during the Four Emperors’ War. Could he be Mr. Door? Was he banished from the real world, lost in the depths of darkness, trapped within the storm?

There is a certain possibility. The easiest targets for him to locate when seeking help would naturally be descendants who possess the same bloodline and are in the lower Sequences of the same Beyonder pathway. Unfortunately, because all the strong members had perished, his cries instead brought the family a curse lasting over a thousand years, nearly making the Abrahams vanish entirely…

Is that why Mr. Door understands the history of the Fourth Epoch so well and knows the details of the Four Emperors’ War?

If my guess is true, I can only sigh and say:

The Abraham family really is an unfortunate family!

I wonder whether what the notebook’s owner mentioned has been affected by more than a thousand years of time and by the family’s scattering across different places, producing deviations… During the Four Emperors’ War, the gods actually personally entered the stage?

Klein furrowed his brows slightly. The speed at which he flipped pages grew faster and faster.

…

“My father, who chose to become an ordinary person, ultimately failed to defeat illness. This dealt my mother a tremendous blow, and she soon followed him in death.”

“And that also meant I had gained freedom.”

“What pains me is that, in order to prevent me from setting foot upon that cursed path, Father never told me many matters concerning Beyonders. I must make contact and understand them myself.”

“Fortunately, he did not dare defy the elders’ orders. Before his death, he still gave me the potion formulas for Apprentice, Trickmaster, and Astrologer.”

“I must copy down these three formulas again, lest I forget them.”

“Sequence 9, Apprentice…”

“Sequence 8, Trickmaster…”

“Sequence 7, Astrologer…”

Klein raised his brows slightly as he read. He felt that tonight’s trip had already been worth it and that the Purifying Bullet had not been wasted.

Of course, he would still later confirm their authenticity above the gray fog.

Astrologer… The Apprentice pathway actually has a divination-related profession as well… Looking at it this way, one of my previous guesses is very likely close to the truth. The Diviner pathway and Apprentice pathway may be interchangeable at the high Sequences…

Klein nodded faintly and continued flipping through the notebook.

Although he had already confirmed the notebook’s value, he temporarily did not want to leave the scene.

If the later parts of the notebook recorded where something had been hidden, he would definitely have to come back again. Since that was the case, why go through such trouble?

Rustle, rustle. As the pages turned, Klein roughly understood the extraordinary journey of that Abraham descendant.

After his parents passed away, he began trying to make contact with mysticism circles, collecting information related to Sequence potions and buying corresponding Beyonder ingredients.

After nearly two years of effort, during which he recorded many pieces of mysticism knowledge that were true or false, he finally succeeded and concocted the Apprentice potion.

At the end of the notebook, he wrote:

“According to the mysticism knowledge I have mastered, on nights of the full moon, the spirit world and reality overlap the most. That is also when spirituality grows most strongly. It is the most suitable time to consume potions and obtain advancement.”

“I will become an Apprentice during the next full moon!”

“I will grow stronger step by step and restore the glory of the Abraham family!”

“Once I reach the level of Sequence 7, according to family rules, I can attempt to contact the elders.”

“The method of contact is in my head. It is a secret that must not be recorded.”

Consume a potion and advance during the full moon?

Klein stared, stunned. He could not help tapping four points clockwise on his chest, drawing the crimson moon.

“May the Goddess forgive your ignorance.”

He vaguely understood why the other party had lost control on the spot!

According to his earlier guess, the curse that had plagued the Abraham family for more than a thousand years was very likely connected to the cries for help that Mr. Door emitted during the full moon.

And that fellow had actually chosen to consume the Apprentice potion during a full moon.

In that case, there was a high probability he had heard those illusory ravings while the potion’s effects had not yet faded and his spirituality was extremely unstable.

And so, with a bang, he exploded…

Good thing the “Hornacis… Flegrea…” that I heard back then did not cost lives…

Klein instinctively sighed once.

Immediately afterward, he thought of the Master Key’s strangeness and vaguely made an inference.

The formation of the Master Key had not only originated from the gathering of the Apprentice Beyonder characteristic, but had also been mixed with factors from Mr. Door’s illusory ravings. As a result, the accidental disorientation it brought became quite dangerous, always causing its holder to enter inappropriate scenes!

That already counts as a kind of curse!

Connecting everything together, the possibility that Mr. Door was the Abraham family’s ancestor Bethel was not small.

Hoo…

Seeing that there was no information about hidden treasures, Klein exhaled, no longer lingering. He took the brown notebook and left the basement.

While tossing Azik’s copper whistle, he returned along the original route. When he arrived at the balcony, he lifted his left hand and snapped his fingers.

The matches scattered across the stairs abruptly ignited, sending up crimson flames.

They soon died out, leaving only faint scorch marks.

…

After circling through the East Borough and removing his disguise, Klein returned to Minsk Street before midnight.

He went above the gray fog and first used the spirit pendulum method to confirm that the three formulas were real.

Immediately afterward, he manifested the dummy, The World, opposite the mottled long table.

Klein was just about to control him when he suddenly raised a hand and slapped his own forehead.

“I forgot!”

“I brought the All-Black Eye back to the real world…”

After another round of busy work, he once again made The World appear within the majestic palace and created a scene around him that looked like an ordinary room.

Then he had The World assume a devout praying posture and speak in a hoarse voice:

“The Fool that does not belong to this era…”

“Please tell Miss Magician that I have already obtained the Trickmaster potion formula.”

“I hope she can exchange for it with an item from the Sun domain that specializes in purification and exorcism. If the values differ, I am willing to make up the difference in gold pounds.”

After finishing his manipulation of The World, Klein turned the image from earlier into a flowing ball of light and sent it into the crimson star symbolizing The Magician.

He clearly remembered that when Miss Xio had previously found someone to perform purification and exorcism, Miss Magician had also been there!