stjorthotic Chapter 159 Consultation
Chapter 159 Consultation
Chapter 159 Consultation
Above the gray fog, inside the magnificent and ancient palace.
Klein, now in his new "world" identity, looked at Cyril to the side and asked:
Do you know anything about the Rose School and the "Prisoner" approach?
"If, and I mean if, I had equal help, faced with a 'werewolf,' a 'zombie,' and a 'vengeful spirit,' what would be the best course of action?"
"The best way, of course, is to report them to the nearby church," Sirion said matter-of-factly.
"North..." After a half-second silence, Klein emphasized his words:
"I'm serious."
"I'm serious," Sirion shrugged and explained.
"The extraordinary individuals of the Rose School have all been tainted by the 'Mother Tree' they worship, and even their extraordinary properties are contaminated. Without purification, they are unusable and might even attract the 'Mother Tree's' attention."
"The gains from killing them are disproportionate to the risks, so the best option is to let the church handle it."
"Mother Tree?" Klein asked in confusion.
Cyril briefly recalled the relevant details and then explained:
"The Rose School initially only worshipped a 'bound god,' advocating temperance and asceticism, making it a relatively respectable secret society."
"But at some point, their prayers began to include a 'Mother Tree of Desire,' and the oracles they received contained words like indulgence and desire. Now, only a faction focused on indulging in desire remains within their ranks, and the 'Bound God' has almost disappeared."
"By the way, after leaving Mr. 'Fool's' kingdom, don't think about the name 'Mother Tree of Desire' anymore. It would be troublesome if you were unlucky enough to be targeted."
"...I understand." Klein frowned and nodded slightly.
His attitude towards the "Mother Tree of Desire" was much more solemn than his attitude towards the Seven Gods and beings like the "True Creator".
This suggests that in his mind, the "Mother Tree of Desire" is more dangerous than an evil god like the "True Creator." Is it because the path controlled by this evil god is more dangerous, or is he actually an incarnation of an ancient god who is stronger and more insane than the normal Sequence 0?
As his thoughts wandered, he heard Cyril's suggestion:
"If you don't want to report it to the church, then prepare more magical items and talismans from the solar realm, as well as interference that can counter occupation and tracking. This is effective against 'vengeful spirits.'"
"Most 'vengeful spirits' have a fighting habit of hiding in the eyes of their opponents or teammates. This is enough to catch them off guard and makes it easy to use their 'vengeful spirit possession' ability. It is recommended to prepare some amulets from the solar domain."
"By the way, if you need it, I can lend you the 'Peacekeeper.' The Dawn of the Light Realm also has purifying and anti-magic effects. Although it's not as good as items from the Sun Realm, it's still a good choice."
"As for the 'living corpses,' they have powerful bodies that can resist various types of magic. As long as their heads aren't shattered, other injuries aren't fatal. Spiritual attacks are more effective against them."
"I can lend you the Interrogator's Ring, but be careful, if your mental strength is weaker than the other person's, you'll be the one who gets hurt."
"As for 'werewolfs,' it's the same; each of them can crush you in a head-on fight."
Klein:
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"I understand. Regarding the Rose School, what do you know about the faction that advocates moderation?"
"The Temperance Faction, you've encountered them?" Sirion asked curiously, and before Klein could reply, he answered himself, "You must have not only encountered them, but you must be quite familiar with them, otherwise they wouldn't have invited you to help deal with the Indulgence Faction's pursuit."
Klein casually retorted, "Couldn't it be that the indulgence faction invited me to hunt down members of the temperance faction?"
Cyril nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "It's possible, but unlikely. For the permissive faction, it's more likely they'll kill you as well."
"In the eyes of those madmen, there are no companions, only prey."
"and..."
"And what?" Klein asked curiously.
Sirion pondered for a moment and said:
"And you'd better not let the Rose School's indulgence faction see you and leave alive. In the northern continent countries, it's alright, because the 'Mother Goddess's' vision will be interfered with by the Seven Gods."
"When you reach a place where the protection of the Seven Gods is weaker, the extremely conspicuous gray mist on your body will definitely be noticed."
Klein subconsciously examined himself, then asked uncertainly:
Is it very conspicuous?
"Very conspicuous." Sirion nodded firmly.
"I spotted you in the crowd right away outside the steam train station."
"As I've progressed to the level of an 'astrologer,' I don't even need to actually see you; just being close to you will trigger a spiritual connection in me."
Klein's expression gradually darkened. He knew he had something special about him, but he didn't expect it to be so obvious.
He even suspected that Cyril had guessed, or at least had some idea, about Mr. Fool's identity.
He paused, collected his thoughts, and asked in a deep voice:
"Besides you, do you know who else could see the abnormality in me?"
The next second, he heard the answer he least wanted to hear from Sirion:
"There are many. The most direct are the angels who follow the three paths of 'apprentice,' 'diviner,' and 'thief.' Then there are those beings who wield some power over destiny; they could be angels or true gods of Sequence 0."
"There are also those extraordinary individuals who follow the 'Destiny' pathway. Favored by fate, they can see things that those who follow other pathways find difficult to see."
"Besides these normal ones, there are also some magical items or extraordinary individuals who, for various reasons, are connected to certain higher-level things and can also sense the special qualities in you."
"For example, the 'Magic Mirror' Arodes that you came into contact with has this kind of special magical item."
"So many!" Klein's eyes widened. He even felt that he was only alive because of sheer luck.
Cyril offered a somewhat insincere reassurance: "It's not a big problem. Once you become a demigod, you'll possess some of the hidden abilities."
After a two-second silence, Klein couldn't help but blurt out:
"You make it sound like becoming a demigod is as easy as eating and drinking."
Cyril nodded slightly: "It should be about the same for you, since the aggregation effect will feed you from time to time."
"Just like when you first arrived in Backlund, didn't that Intis intelligence agent Rosago come to deliver extraordinary traits and intelligence to you?"
Klein: ....
People can be truly speechless when they're speechless.
Taking a deep breath to calm his wandering thoughts, he steered the conversation back on track:
"I might need your help later, to borrow those two magical items, and one instance of anti-divination and anti-tracking interference."
"The two members of the Temperance faction of the Rose School promised you a 'Secret Book' containing a wealth of occult knowledge as payment, which I can share with you."
"The Book of Secrets? No problem."
He paused, then added, "Looks like you really are broke."
Klein's expression, which had just softened, froze again... There was really no need to say that last sentence.
After finishing their conversation and sending Sirion away from the space above the gray fog, Klein looked ahead, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly at the head of the mottled long table, in the position of "The Fool".
"It actually works!"
With a sigh, he suppressed the urge to try more ideas and conjured up his usual citrine pendant.
In the actual bedroom, Sirion rubbed his head and stood up from the chair. After Klein's interruption, he had somewhat forgotten what he originally wanted to do.
"Do astrologers also have poor memory?"
Thump~ thump~
Suddenly, a rhythmic knocking sound came from inside the room, not from outside the door.
With one hand in his pocket, holding a pre-prepared drawing paper, and the other hand hanging casually at his sides, thumb pressing against middle finger, ready to make a "loud noise" at any moment.
The thumping sound rang out again, much clearer than before.
Guided by his spiritual intuition, he quickly locked onto his target: the full-length mirror placed in the corner.
The moment his gaze fell upon that face, a beautiful and captivating face flashed through his mind.
Without hesitating for less than a second, he made his decision and stepped to stand directly in front of the full-length mirror.
The full-length mirror had become dark at some point, vaguely revealing the deep, intricate passageway behind it, resembling a complex spiderweb.
Like invisible ripples on a mirror, Clarice's beautiful face appeared in the mirror, her bright gray eyes filled with intense emotion, like stars twinkling in the night sky.
The moment their eyes met, Cyril's breath hitched slightly, and his heart involuntarily quickened.