Chapter 35 Wind Walker
"MI9 is investigating me?" Klein muttered to himself in a voice that no one could hear as he walked outside the door. He felt a headache. "This is really bad news."
Of all of Klein's identities, Sherlock Moriarty is the one that is most likely to have major problems. Not only is it very involved, but the disguise is also not very thorough.
'Among the Kingdom's military and the three major churches, the Steam Church has no interest at all. They already knew about Mr. Azik and I, and they obviously have no interest in it and don't care much about it.'
Unless they can find out that I stole the [Black Emperor Card] and use it to link it to the [Rogue Thief] Black Emperor, they will have no interest in investigating me."
'The Church of Night is interested in Sherlock Moriarty, but not much. Based on the exchange of the two paths of [Night] and [Death], their attention must be focused on the high-sequence Mr. Azik.
"After all, the archbishops and senior deacons are eagerly waiting for promotion...
'The investigation into Sherlock Moriarty is probably just incidental. Even if they conduct an in-depth investigation into me, they are only hoping to find out the whereabouts of Mr. Azik from me.'
"Even if they find out that I'm involved in many major cases, they will only think that I was ordered by Mr. Azik. It will be difficult to find out that I am Klein Moretti."
"The trouble is the Church of the Storm and MI9
"Based on the battle of Bayam and the information leaked from [Vice Admiral of Disease] Tracy, the Church of Storms and MI9 can probably guess that [Creeping Hunger] is in my hands."
'This can easily be associated with Qilingos's failed attempt to assassinate Duke Negan. "
"They can also use this to confirm that it was Mr. Azik who killed Qilingos, and to identify him as a member of the secret organization that planned to assassinate Duke Negan.
'Based on reasonable inference, German Sparrow and Sherlock Moriarty, who were saved by Mr. Azik, are naturally peripheral members of the organization.
"Duke Negan represents the interests of the Church of the Storm in the political arena. The Church of the Storm will certainly do its utmost to investigate his assassination and will not miss any clues."
'Once they discover that Detective Moriarty is involved in many major cases, they will do their best to find him.'
'Not to mention MI9, Edessa
Prince Ke, Kapin...everything deserves full investigation...even meteorites have been sent down from the sky and demigods have been dispatched to silence me...!
"Life isn't easy… Klein covered his head and sighed helplessly.
"Life is not easy... Eisinger Stein
Detective Dun said with a wry smile.
"MI9 came to ask me the same question yesterday, and today the elite team of the Church of the Storm came to ask me the same question again."
In front of him was a group of elite punishers: Wind Walker.
At this moment, these followers of the [Storm Lord] were looking at the Great Detective of Isengard, who believed in the [God of Knowledge and Wisdom], with disgust.
However, compared to other Punishers, the hatred of this group of Wind Walkers is so thin that it can be said to be friendly.
"Mr. Stanton, please cooperate." Camus sat on the sofa opposite Eisinger Stanton and looked at the great detective.
"You should know that we in the Storm Church have always hated believers of the Sun and Knowledge, and have always treated them as heretics. And you happen to be a believer of Knowledge."
"Of course, I am different from my colleagues. I don't like such a simple and rough conviction, so my team and I will not make things difficult for you. You can continue to cooperate with the military and the other two churches."
"But we are now investigating a major case.
If you don't cooperate, I don't mind following the example of my colleagues." After the foreplay was done, Camus cleared his throat and got to the point.
"Tell me when and how you came to know Sherlock Moriarty."
"Okay," Isengard lit his pipe and put it in his mouth.
"My first encounter with Detective Moriarty was
In the Golden Rose brothel, he was working with reporter Mike Joseph to investigate that sensational serial murder case, you know which one it was."
د"I am working with reporter Mike Joseph to investigate that sensational serial murder case. Do you know which one it is?"
"We know about the demon dog incident," Camus nodded, "Go on."
"I don't know what the results of his investigation were. When I saw him next, he was tracking down the murder of Hilbert and found a clue that led him to the dock workers' union."
"What happened next was our cooperation on the serial murder case."
"He made a groundbreaking comment on the case, pointing out that the killers were not necessarily human, which is why we focused our attention on animals."
"In the subsequent Desire Apostle incident, we encountered the Desire Apostle's revenge assassination. Fortunately, we are all Beyonders and survived the Desire Apostle's attack."
"I heard from the people at Mechanical Heart that it was he who pointed out that Jason Belia was not equal to the Apostle of Desire, so the Nighthawks were able to stop the Apostle of Desire from escaping so quickly."
"Did he point it out?" Camus raised his eyebrows. "I understand. Thank you for your cooperation. The routine questioning ends here. Next is the investigation of extraordinary means. Please cooperate."
"Before that, let me ask you, do you know which path Sherlock Moriarty is in?"
"I don't know," Isengard said frankly, "but I have seen him use [Wound Transfer] and snap his fingers to release air bullets."
Soon, Isengard Stanton went to undergo an extraordinary means examination, and during this period, Bolt and Camus, together with several other team members, started a discussion.
"Fortune Teller Path, Sequence 7 Magician." Camus crossed his fingers.
"This is the sequence that Sherlock Moriarty is in. The sequel to this sequence is the Faceless Man and the Puppet Master."
"If Sherlock Moriarty is promoted to the Faceless Man, it will be almost impossible for us to find him." Bolt said very worriedly.
"And it is even more impossible for us to divine the whereabouts of a mid-sequence [Fortune Teller] unless we apply for divination at the demigod level."
"No, not necessarily," Camus said calmly, "The Faceless Man's camouflage ability is indeed powerful, but it is by no means infallible."
"Any extraordinary ability must have a way to break it. No extraordinary ability can be applied to all occasions."
"Didn't he recently ask Detective Isengard to help him sell his shares in Backlund Bicycle Company? He can't possibly give up the huge sum of more than 8,000 pounds, right?"
"If he wants to get the money, he has to come and get it."
"We will go back and apply for the Sealed Artifact and keep a close eye on Isengard Stanton for a month."
"If Sherlock Moriarty still hasn't come to collect the money in a month, we will gladly accept it as compensation for the damage to Bayam paid by German Sparrow. If he doesn't want to
Camus looked at the sky outside.
"If he is unwilling to give up this huge sum of money, then we will seize the opportunity to catch him on the spot!!"Chapter 36: Requiem Master
"Good morning, Mr. Dantes," Hazel, who had gotten up early, said politely to Dwayne Dantes who was walking home, "Have a nice day."
"Thank you," Klein smiled and politely replied. He turned around and walked towards his own door. "What a polite lady you are."
Klein would never know how arrogant Hazel would have been if she hadn't boldly spied on Longzel Edward that day, causing him to fall to the ground on the spot. However, this was obviously not something Klein should have thought about.
"Sir, the shares of Backlund Bicycle Company are now worth more than 9,000 pounds."
Seeing his master coming back from a walk, Walter immediately reported the latest progress of the investment.
Zhan: "I'm afraid you can't buy it."
"It's okay," Klein showed a gentle and nonchalant smile, "It's just an attempt. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work."
"Great!" Klein didn't seem to care, but his heart was filled with ecstasy. "9,000 pounds! 9,000 pounds! I'm rich!!!"
"Walter, how do you think I am doing with my study of noble etiquette?" Klein asked his butler. "I think my study is very effective."
"Sir, you have learned aristocratic etiquette very quickly," Walter said in a congratulatory tone.
"I think you only need a few more classes to become a gentleman who meets the standards of an aristocrat."
'It seems like I'm making good progress.' Klein thought to himself.
"As long as I can infiltrate the aristocratic circle, I can better gather information about the Backlund Great Smog, and it will also help me to establish a good relationship with the bishop of the Church of Evernight. By the way, speaking of this matter...!
"I suddenly remembered," Klein said with a surprised look, "Today is Monday, but I forgot to go to St. Samuel's Church. This is not what a devout believer should do...
"Get the car ready, let's go to St. Samuel's Church."
St. Samuel's Church.
De Mitchell thought.
Leonard was immersed in the endless dark sea. Looking down from the sky, he seemed to be suspended in the dark ocean.
There was not a trace of wind blowing on the surface of the dark sea. The calm dark water was like a dark mirror, reflecting the endless stars.
His hair slowly floated to the surface of the water, bubbles were generated, and passed over his cheeks...
"Crack."
A bubble burst on his face, and sleepiness followed.
As the feeling came, his eyelids unconsciously wanted to close, enjoying the peaceful sleep that was about to come.
But he did not close his eyes, stubbornly keeping a crack in his eyes. Through that crack, Leonard saw the stars above the water with his blurry vision.
In a trance, the blurry starlight seemed to turn into ghosts one after another.
Blurred ghosts hover over the water
Then, she stretched out her imaginary arms and held Leonard's cheeks, just like a mother caressing her baby.
General.
This made Leonard's thoughts wander, as if his childhood had long been forgotten...
The baby was found in front of an orphanage in the dark. No one knew who the baby's parents were, and the baby's parents did not leave anything to prove who they were.
There was no note, no cradle, only an ordinary blanket and an abandoned baby with umbilical cord blood on the blanket.
Never had a family, never had kinship, never had any closeness by blood…
All this baby had was the crimson moonlight under the holy emblem of night and the sound of the choir singing poems.
The baby grew up little by little, gradually showing its beauty. The beautiful face amazed the pastors, and the loneliness in the figure made the priests feel sympathy.
He was so pious, but he was never fanatical; he was so casual, but he was never lazy; he was shrouded in loneliness, but he never gave in.
In loneliness.
دBecause of this, Dunn Smith took a fancy to him when he was 20 years old. With the recommendation of the Tingen Guardian who was still the Midnight Poet at that time, Leonard Mitchell got the dark potion and became one of the Tingen Guardians.
Memories of the past emerged and continued to fill the illusory ghosts in front of him. The most beautiful ghost kissed him on the forehead, just like his mother who had never existed.
This mother is so real and believable when filled with memories, just like a dream, a
In the dream, he knew the faces of his father and mother, because they had never abandoned him...
In the dream, Cornelius never died, because he became a nightmare and defeated a monster named Sharon.
In the dream, Old Neil never lost control, because he married his beloved fiancée and never succumbed to the whispers of the Sage.
marry?
In the dream, Dunn Smith never died because Leonard Mitchell did not fall unconscious during the battle, and used the stolen [Profanity] to completely imprison Megos.
And the poor pregnant woman disappeared completely under the sunshine.
Leonard saw one false dream after another. He just wanted to stay in this beautiful dream and never wake up.
Suddenly, he woke up.
He only felt that the motherly kiss before was so cold and so ruthless.
"It's fake, it's all fake..." A tear fell from Leonard's eye and flowed across his trembling mouth. "It's all fake.
"Because I am a nightmare, nightmares bring fear, and I am destined not to be able to sleep in a beautiful dream.
His smile was more pathetic than crying.
"When [Nightmare] is obsessed with a beautiful dream
"That will be the day when you can no longer wake up."
Everything was shattered, whether it was the dark sea or the shining stars.
9:37 AM, May 9, 1350.
Leonard Mitchell finally surpassed the captain whom he respected so much, the benefactor who once led him into an extraordinary world, and the hero who saved Tingen.
"Captain..." Tears welled up in Leonard's eyes.
After nine months that seemed so short yet so long, he finally said the same words as the hero.
"We saved Tingen..
Chapter 37 Attraction
"Congratulations on becoming a requiem master, Leonard," Soest said with a smile as he looked at Leonard, whose tears had not yet been wiped away.
"I remember your original plan was to wait until this weekend for the promotion. Why did you suddenly decide to advance it?"
Leonard was well prepared for this question. He wiped his tears with his sleeve and burst into laughter.
"Because I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that we were investigating Azik Eggers, and then we were all killed by this legendary son of the god of death."
"I've already lost one captain, and I don't want to lose a second one, so I decided to improve my rank as quickly as possible."
"I see." Soster didn't think about the captain's appointment. He knew what Dunn Smith meant to Leonard. "How do you feel now?"
"Good, I feel good now."
Daly leaned against the wall, watching the scene in silence. When Leonard repeated Dunn's last words, her eyes suddenly dimmed, as if she was reminiscing about the past that could no longer be retrieved.
"What's the extra ability?" Daley finally asked, even though she already knew it.
look. "
"The first one: [Requiem], which can return the undead to death and force various spirits to be at peace. Based on this ability, it can also effectively soothe the soul and heal the wounds of the spirit."
"At the same time, it can be used to reduce the desires of others and yourself, and even to completely eliminate desires, which can make the enemy lose the desire to fight. This trick is very effective against the [Apostle of Desire]."
Leonard counted on his fingers and said
"The second type: [Command Spirits]. After you subdue various natural spirits, you can let them possess you and release them during battle, using the power of these spirits to fight."
"However, only the [Spiritual Wizard] can use the extraordinary abilities unique to these spirits. As a [Requiem Master], I can only use the basic abilities common to spirits, such as [Cold Touch], [Spiritual Scream], and [Possession]."
"But their strength is not that high, not as good as the Rose School's righteous [Wrathful Spirit]. As for the number of spirits they can command... 7."
After hearing this, Daly laughed and summoned a little skeleton ghost.
"Seven, much less than our [Dead Spirit Masters]. Even if I can command 70 spirits, it will be more than enough."
"But the advantage is that I can carry them with me. My undead spirits require me to spend a lot of time communicating with them in depth and in depth every day. Otherwise, it will be difficult for them to maintain their existence."
"That is to say, the [Necromancer] needs to put a lot of effort into maintaining the existence of the undead... Leonard was still blushing at Daly's tone, "Why don't you just say no?"
"Okay, let's stop arguing," Soster interrupted, "Go to the church and pray to the goddess to calm your spirit. We have to investigate that big case soon."
Lord, because of this, in every deep dream, we can enjoy a peaceful sleep, because of this, all the dead will no longer mourn under His protection.
She is the Queen of Trouble and Fear. That is why, every dark night, the sinners will tremble under the crimson moon. That is why, the wicked will eventually suffer for their evil deeds in the eternal night.
The pastor preached devoutly in front of the altar. His words seemed to have some kind of magic. Every believer seemed to have found peace and tranquility under these magical words.
"Praise the goddess." Klein whispered in the church seat and drew a crimson moon on his chest.
Just after he finished painting the Crimson Moon, Klein suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and inspiration struck him.
"Squeak————"
The door of the prayer room opened and a man in a black windbreaker walked out.
He was a handsome man with black hair and green eyes, and he looked very casual.
"Leonard?!" Klein's pupils shrank, and he immediately became alert. "Why is he here?!""If he were here, things would be complicated. He has an old angel with the thief's path in his body. He might be able to see my specialness just like Amon!!"
"Praise the goddess." Leonard drew a crimson moon on his chest and sat down in a random seat. At this moment, the voice of the parasite suddenly rang in his mind.
"There's a weird guy in this church."
"Who?" Leonard lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
"There's someone three rows behind you. I'm living inside you, and my strength hasn't recovered yet, so I can't see you clearly."
Leonard turned his head upon hearing this and looked at the five or six people in the last three rows, examining them carefully.
"The one with deep blue eyes and white hair. He has an ancient aura." The voice in Leonard's mind said simply.
"A Beyonder who lived a long time?" Leonard muttered and turned his head back. "I'll try to check it out."
'The old man must be hiding something. He rarely reminds me who has problems, but he speaks vaguely... Leonard thought to himself.
"Once we have found the target and confirmed that it is not harmful for the time being, we will leave it alone to avoid getting involved in the fights between the undead monsters of the Fourth Epoch...
"If that person is really going to bring disaster, report directly to the Archbishop...
"Really? Why is it always this kind of thing lately? The Son of Death, the Mercury Snake, and now there's this immortal old man. When did Backlund become so powerful?
"What exactly does the ancient aura refer to?" Leonard asked again in a low voice, "Which ancient being is it?"
"Uh... this question seems to have
Si was stumped, and spoke again after a while, "I have several guesses that meet the criteria, but I don't know which one it is, and I won't tell you even if I know it."
● Aging prematurely at a young age
"So stingy...
While Leonard was mumbling, Klein had already stood up, turned around and walked to the donation box, put 50 pounds in it, and then left the church under the friendly gaze of the pastor.
Seeing this, Leonard stood up without saying a word, walked out of the church gate, walked towards the white pigeons in the square, took out a bag of bird food from somewhere and started feeding them.
"Coo-coo-coo-coo-coo"
The white pigeons happily pecked at the bird food in Leonard's hand, but Leonard's mind was no longer on the pigeons, but on the mysterious gentleman with gray hair.
He did not need to look back to see the gentleman, because he was controlling the nature spirit that possessed him at that moment, and looking at the mysterious gentleman with the nature spirit's vision.
Although Leonard is just promoted
However, he was promoted in St. Samuel's Church. As an important parish church of the Church of Night, this church has long stored some natural spirits for the use of [Requiem Masters].
However, those natural spirits are very weak and can only play some simple auxiliary roles, but they are still indispensable, just like the [Puppet Master] cannot be without a secret doll.
Leonard couldn't help but smile as he watched the gentleman get on the carriage.
"There are only a limited number of high-end carriages like that in the entire Backlund." Leonard thought leisurely as he looked at the white dove.
'Whether it's my own or rented, it's easy to determine the source, and then I can know the identity and origin of that gentleman...
"Since the old man said this person is old and
If there is any information, then we must not be careless. We must first conduct a peripheral investigation and then find out step by step."
Just then, a white dove flapped its wings and flew over, seeming to have a piece of paper in its mouth.
Leonard frowned and stretched out his left hand, watching the white dove lower its altitude, drop the note, then flap its wings and fly up again.
Raising his hand to hold the note, Leonard unfolded it with caution and confusion, and saw only two words on it:
"Zoroaster, the parasite."
This...Leonard's pupils suddenly shrank.
I felt all the hairs on my body stand up.
Cold water but once heThis... Leonard's pupils suddenly shrank.
I felt all the hairs on my body stand up.
At this moment, he felt that the gentleman was so unfathomable
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Looking at the note in his hand, Leonard suddenly felt his blood run cold. He withdrew his natural gaze from the gentleman, as if his every move was full of oppression.
"Old man, that gentleman might be your old friend." Leonard said in a low voice, "He is warning us!"
"Old friend?" the parasite repeated doubtfully, "Old friend..."
"If you want to investigate, wait until you recover a little bit," Leonard suggested. "Our priority targets now should be Azik Eggers and that Will Ansetin."
"That's true," the parasite sighed, but then changed the subject, "But it won't be a problem to continue investigating. This is Backlund after all, and there are too many restrictive factors for demigods."
"Old man, you seem to be quite active today?" Leonard said in surprise, "You are usually more cautious."
"Hmph," Pales snorted unhappily, "Do you still remember that you and that Daly were going to contact Will Ausetin? This was just a routine contact for you, but for me it was a symbol that could be used."
"Symbol? What symbol? How to use it?" Leonard asked curiously.
"Contact the [Symbol] of Fate." Pales explained briefly, "The [Monster] path is also the path of Fate. The higher the sequence, the closer it is to Fate itself. A Sequence 1 Mercury Snake is enough to represent Fate to a certain extent."
"When you contact Him, it is equivalent to contacting fate. I can use this - [symbol] to do astrology and spy on your fate. I can roughly see the general trend of your fate in the next few years."
"Is this possible?" Leonard was surprised by the old man's strange tricks. "Then what is my fate?"
"According to my astrological results, you will encounter many events in the next few years, and many of them are high-level events, so high that even I find it difficult to understand."
"I will encounter many high-level events in the next few years?" Leonard couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyelids twitching, "I just reached Sequence 6! Are you mistaken?!"
"That's right!" Pales' voice was filled with helplessness. "You are only Sequence 6! With your limited strength, how can you survive those high-level events? You still have to rely on me!"
"By parasitizing on you, our fates will be similar to each other. It will be difficult for me to avoid those events. For this reason, I must find a way to recover my strength as soon as possible, otherwise I will probably be killed by your weakness."
"What does your recovery of power have to do with that gentleman?" Leonard was still a little confused, and then he suddenly realized, "You want to parasitize him?"
"It's not parasitism, it's absorption," Pales corrected, "Before I fully recover, I need to continue to parasitize you for the protection of the night. I can't give up on you easily."
"That person is most likely a Thief, Apprentice, or Fortuneteller, and his status is not low. If I can really obtain his Beyonder characteristics, it will be a great supplement to my strength."
"Of course, I don't plan to actively recruit him. I just want to remind you to pay more attention to this gentleman. Maybe you can gain something extra from it."
"But if you Nighthawks really come into conflict with him for some reason and a fierce battle breaks out, I don't mind stealing his characteristics after the war."
"You're betting on many sides, old man," Leonard laughed again, "which really suits your style."
After returning home and entering the room with a large balcony, Klein, who had been silent all the way, sighed silently.
If Leonard, under the instigation of the old man, did not accept the warning and insisted on interfering with his affairs, he would write another note, which read: "I know where [blasphemer] Amon is."
What he meant was, come and mess with my business again
If you know the truth, I will tell Amon the Blasphemer that there is an angel from the House of Zoroast here.
This doesn't make the old man feel that Dawn
Dantes is weak and must rely on others to fight against Yu Peiyi - Liu who moves the wall no more than twiceDantes is weak and must rely on others to fight him, which is closer to the courtesy of not more than three warnings and the respect for an angel.
If he still doesn't stop after two warnings, then there is more to do than just notify the Blasphemer Amon.
"Well, there is a high probability that they can be intimidated. The old man must have other intentions or difficulties in choosing shallow parasitism, and he probably doesn't want to be overturned by me."
'Haha, I have to thank [Magic Mirror] Arrodes for this. If I hadn't known in advance that there was a [Thief] Angel in Leonard's body, I would definitely not have discovered that I was being targeted, let alone using the appropriate words and methods to warn them...!
Klein thought calmly, no longer feeling the tension and panic he had before.
Soon another thing attracted his attention.
"Mr. Dantes," Richardson knocked on the door, "Miss Hazel Macht seems to wish to visit you."
"Although I have considered the situation of this lady coming to see me, this is too soon," Klein muttered in his mind, "I don't know what the situation will be."
"Let Miss Hazel come in," Klein ordered, "and prepare tea for her. Don't be disrespectful."
Hazel Macht quickly walked to Dwayne Dantès' study under the guidance of the maid, feeling uneasy.
After greeting Dwayne Dantes this morning, she had intended to practice her extraordinary abilities as usual, but something strange happened.
She heard a voice, a strange, eerie and alluring voice.
In the past, she would have regarded this inexplicable call as an auditory hallucination or a negative effect of the potion, but ever since the fainting incident, she felt that she couldn't think of extraordinary things simply.
It was not yet nightfall, she could not contact her teacher, nor did she dare to look for the bishop, and she did not know anyone else who knew about Feifan, so in desperation she could only come to Mr. Dantes, who obviously knew about Feifan.
Soon, Hazel saw the gentleman with gray hair in the room.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Hazel." Klein smiled the aristocratic smile he had practiced for a long time. "Your arrival has livened up the dull atmosphere in my study."
"It's only been a few days since your last visit. What brings you back again?"
"It must be some strange wind," said Hazel.
Obviously very polite, "That strange wind gave me a sudden urge to visit my new neighbor
Residence.
"Some people I know might associate this gust of wind with love, but I think that's nonsense and a baseless fantasy." Hazel continued, "But I have to admit that the two have their similarities."
"Oh? In what specific ways are they similar?"
Ryan showed a curious expression, "What kind of strange thing can compare to that ethereal feeling?"
"The similarity is that both involve secret
And privacy should not be revealed to onlookers," she glanced at the butler at the door, "and another similarity is that both involve and both require a closed environment."
Hearing this, Klein winked at Richardson, who immediately understood what he meant. He left the door and closed it behind him.
"Clang."
As the door closed, Klein turned his gaze to Hazel again.
"Do you know, Miss Hazel, in mysticism, the door is a very important symbol." Klein spoke slowly.
"[Closing the door] means creating an undisturbed enclosed space where no one can enter from the outside and no one can escape from the inside, unless brute force is used to break the enclosure.
space. "
"There are many Beyonders with the Lawyer path in MI9. They are the best at this. They can completely distort the act of closing the door and turn it into creating a completely closed secret room."
"[Distortion]?" Hazel muttered to herself.
He replied, "It turns out that this is possible.
"Tell me, what mystical problem have you encountered?" Klein continued to maintain a relaxed attitude, "Perhaps I can help."
د"Tell me, what mystical problem have you encountered?" Klein continued to maintain a relaxed attitude, "Perhaps I can help."
"Mr. Dantes, I know you understand mysticism and the extraordinary. What you just said is the best proof." Hazel saw that her purpose had been seen through and said it directly.
"You've traveled around the Southern Continent, so you must have seen a lot of Beyonders, right?" She looked at Klein expectantly.
"I've seen a lot and heard even more." Klein nodded. "What Beyonders do you want to know about?"
"It's not that I want to understand, but I have to understand," Hazel recalled, "I heard an inexplicable call, and my instinct told me that I have the ability to trade with those calls."
"Don't respond, don't pay attention," Klein said immediately after hearing this. "Evil gods and demons always disguise themselves as this kind of existence to seduce others and instigate transactions, thereby bringing disaster to them."
"I'm not stupid, I won't join this kind of weird deal," she said immediately, "but I seem to be able to hear the content of the deal directly, such as the offer and acceptance, as if I have already participated in the deal.
"And my instinct told me that I could participate in the transaction safely and even defraud the person who made the offer."
Klein raised his eyebrows. Hazel's condition seemed a little beyond his expectations.
Then, Klein turned on his psychic vision and activated the vision of the spiritual line. He looked around, but there was nothing in his room.
"Besides that, I also instinctively know some basic information about the initiator of the transaction," she continued, "I have always remembered it and it is hard to forget it. I suspect that it is the name of the Beyonder's potion."
"What is the information?" Klein asked. "Tell me, I may have seen it."
"The information about the initiator of the transaction shows that it was a..." Hazel recalled carefully and said a name.
"[Broker]."2