stjorthotic Chapter 365 Borrowing Money, Fishing for Money
Chapter 365 Borrowing Money, Fishing for Money
Chapter 365 Borrowing Money, Fishing for Money
Lunchtime, private room at the Four-Winged Bird Restaurant.
Fors changed into a formal suit, stood up straight, and elegantly used a knife and fork to prepare the grilled fish sprinkled with rosemary.
This fish has a crispy skin, tender and delicious flesh, and no small bones, making it quite tasty.
The only flaw was the chef's questionable aesthetic sense; when plating the fish, he inexplicably left the fish's eyes intact, and even more strangely, the fish's head was facing upwards, staring intently at the diner, as if accusing the diner of their sins.
Unable to ignore the dead fish's gaze, Fors quietly pushed the fish head down and cut off a piece of the tail to cover the eyes that could never close, while Mr. Lawrence and Mr. Dorian were ordering red wine.
"The chef here was poached from Backlund at a high price by the restaurant; he caters exclusively to the big merchants and officials at the docks. I was only able to reserve a table for today through an old friend. Fors, how do you like the food?"
Although the fish head didn't look appealing, it tasted really good, no less delicious than what Fors had at the Viscount Gleint's Salon.
"It's incredibly delicious. Even at some of the noble banquets in Backlund, you rarely find such delicious fish. Thank you for your trouble, teacher."
With Lawrence as witness, Fors has just become Dorian's student.
Upon hearing Fors's words, Dorian's smile widened even further, and he continued:
"You haven't been an extraordinary person for long, yet you've already become an 'astrologer' so quickly and have a deep understanding of role-playing. It's really too much of a waste for me to be your teacher."
Upon hearing this, Fors quickly put down his knife and fork and solemnly said:
"I also owe this to Ms. Anlisa's legacy. It was she who bestowed her extraordinary qualities upon me, enabling me to embark on the path of the extraordinary. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Hearing the heartfelt gratitude in Fors's words, Dorian nodded to himself, his smile widening.
"You know the role-playing method and have a deep understanding of its key points, so I won't teach you anything more on that. I'll just share some of the role-playing experiences of Abraham's ancestors for your reference."
In addition, I will explain more about occult knowledge and historical secrets, things you probably couldn't learn at MI9.
Just then, Lawrence, who had rarely spoken since entering the private room, suddenly spoke:
"According to family rules, when accepting students, the teacher should provide the first potion."
"Miss Fors no longer needs you to provide potions, so shouldn't you, Dorian, provide some other kind of gift?"
Fors instinctively wanted to decline, but before she could speak, Dorian smiled and said:
"Of course, I've already thought that through; there won't be any shortages."
As he spoke, Dorian pulled a palm-sized notebook from his left pocket.
The laptop's casing looks very hard, with a coppery-green patina, giving it a very old appearance.
Viewed from the side, the notebook appears to be made of three colors of paper, with a line of words composed of ancient Fussac words on the cover.
"I came, I saw, I recorded!"
It does bear some resemblance to the famous quote by Emperor Russell: "I came, I saw, I conquered."
"This notebook is called 'Lemanor's Magic Book'. It was created using the extraordinary ability of the Apprentice Path Sequence 6 Recorder. It can record and preserve any extraordinary abilities you have ever witnessed."
It can even record the abilities of demigods, but only a maximum of three!
Dorian provided a detailed introduction to the notes, mentioning the related side effects and how to avoid them.
Fors clicked his tongue in amazement. "Having this notebook is practically like becoming a miniature shepherd."
If she could find powerful extraordinary beings, or even demigods, and record their abilities, then as long as she didn't provoke high-sequence extraordinary beings, she could practically roam freely in Backlund.
"No, this gift is too precious for me to accept!"
Although he coveted the notebook, Fors was still self-aware enough not to accept it readily and repeatedly declined.
"Miss Fors, please accept this. You are the link between the Abraham family and the Horn family, and your own safety is of utmost importance."
"And as I told you before, there was a rebellion in Abraham's family a couple of years ago. Those traitors are still searching for people connected to Abraham's family. If you accept this, we can feel a little more at ease about your safety."
Fors's becoming a student of the Abraham family was risky, given that there were many people in the world who wanted to find the Abraham family.
Without the protection of a high-ranking powerful figure, the Abraham family is like a three-year-old child holding a gold brick, a piece of fat meat in everyone's eyes.
At the same time, Lawrence and Dorian decided to give the notebook to Fors, with an unspeakable ulterior motive: once Fors got the notebook, she would be eager to find her backer and see if she could record some of her trump cards.
Dorian, on the other hand, could use these things to glean insights into the current state of the Horn family, which could be considered a small test of the Horn family's strength.
Upon hearing this, Fors also thought of what had happened in Backlund in the past few months. There had been three battles between angels alone. If they didn't have some trump cards up their sleeves, they would have been scared to death sooner or later.
So she gratefully accepted the gift from her teacher.
At the same time, just as Lawrence and Dorian had thought, she was considering which channels could be used to fill the pages of "Lemanor's Book of Magic" that could record demigod abilities.
However, her first thought was not to ask Evan, whom she knew best, to record the demigod's abilities through Robert Horn, but rather to think of Mr. Fool, who possessed infinite power in her heart.
If I could let Mr. Fool show his abilities again and record them, I should be able to remain unharmed even if angels were fighting above my head.
But Fors immediately realized that such thoughts were blasphemous and apologized in his heart.
But after apologizing in her heart, she couldn't suppress the thought, so she stroked the patterns on the cover of the "Lynorman Magic Book" and cautiously asked:
"What is the limit of the abilities this magic notebook can record? Can it record the power of angels?"
Lawrence and Dorian exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes, and for a moment they didn't know how to respond.
Fors's revelation startled them, especially Lawrence, who recalled Evan's words that their plan to restore their kingdom had the support of more than one angel.
Fors was unaware of the shock her words had caused the two Abrahams, but she also sensed the awkward atmosphere. Just as she was about to retract her question, Dorian said in a cryptic tone:
"No, angels and demigods are not on the same level anymore."
"Lynorman's Spellbook is already quite impressive for being able to record the abilities of demigods; we can't expect it to do any better!"
Fors gave an awkward smile, realizing that he had been too greedy and shouldn't have been thinking of achieving everything at once.
The two chatted for a while longer, and the conversation turned to MI9. Finally finding an opportunity, Fors took the chance to talk about his friend's troubles.
"She is my closest friend and the most promising intelligence agent in MI9. She became an Extraordinary in less time than I have, but her talent for acting far surpasses mine."
Many people say she has the potential to break the age record for Evan Horn to become the deputy director of MI9.
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Lawrence and Dorian were both shrewd people, and they immediately realized that Fors had come with a purpose.
Moreover, judging from Fors's description, one could indeed say that Fors's friend has a bright future.
Lawrence already knew from his conversation with Evan in Backlund that Evan's future development would focus on the military, and that Fors, as an Extraordinary through the "Apprentice" pathway, was destined not to be high-profile within MI9.
This also means that the friend Fors mentioned is indeed a valuable investment.
"Fors, now that you're a student of the Abraham family, you can directly say what kind of help you need for your friend!"
Despite Fors's confident pronouncements when persuading Hugh, she couldn't help feeling uneasy when she actually asked to borrow money, especially after receiving such a generous gift.
So after hearing Mr. Lawrence's words, she could only brazenly reply:
"The best way to earn merit in MI9 is to complete the tasks assigned by your superiors with high quality and quantity. Another way is to take out a few KB agents who threaten the safety of Backlund. The Rose School of the Southern Continent is such a target."
We recently learned that someone possesses the extraordinary properties of both "zombies" and "werewolfs".
These extraordinary traits, if they could be handed over, would be a great achievement, but obtaining them would require a large sum of money—”
After saying that, Fors looked at the two people opposite her with some trepidation.
Unexpectedly, Lawrence and Dorian glanced at each other again and then both laughed.
"How much money does your friend need?"
Mr. Lawrence never expected that a promising MI9 agent would be worried about money, but this also reflects the character of Fors and her friends.
Even if they are short of money, they will not think of any crooked ways to make money.
"It requires 5000 gold pounds; we can pay interest at the silver rate."
Fors was also pleasantly surprised. She naturally understood what her teacher meant and never expected that borrowing money would be so easy.
"No interest is required. You can pay it off within two years. Can you give me your bank account number? I can transfer the money to you in the next couple of days!"
Dorian's words carried a certain air of superiority, which greatly shocked Fors.
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Just as Fors went to Pulitzer Harbor to seek a master and borrow money, Evan changed into civilian clothes and came to the Harvest Church in the South District of the Bridge, where he saw Emlyn White brewing herbs.
Evan trudged through the groans of the groansing patients and made his way to the Harvest Church.
Just as he approached the Harvest Church, a tall, muscular priest with his sleeves rolled up walked out of the church and stared directly at Evan.
While Emlyn was stirring the herbs, White noticed the priest's unusual behavior and looked up at Evan in the crowd.
Upon seeing this, Evan realized that the church was indeed somewhat mysterious, as it had actually enabled Father Utravsky to discover his presence.
Now that he had been exposed, Evan simply stopped pretending and used the fire from the stove where he was brewing herbs to appear in front of them.
And none of the patients around them noticed this at all.
"MI9 received a tip that Harvest Church is involved in smuggling prohibited and toxic medicinal herbs, so we're here to investigate!"
Evan immediately accused the Harvest Church of illegal acts, seizing the moral high ground.
"Are you from MI9?"
Before Father Utravsky could speak, Emlyn White retorted in an unfriendly tone.
"That's right, I'm Colonel Evan Horn, the deputy director of MI9. Do you have anything to say about the whistleblower report?"
Irwin completely ignored Emlyn's words and looked at Father Utravsky with an air of accusation.
Father Utravsky made a prayer gesture, then, with clear and serene eyes, said:
"Harvest Church is a small church with only two clergy members. It doesn't have enough funds or manpower to participate in the smuggling of medicinal herbs."
Evan glanced at the boiling iron pot and said with a sneer:
"If you weren't involved in smuggling, then where did all these medicinal herbs come from?"
"Of course, it's a donation from a believer. Perhaps Your Excellency would like to know which believer made the donation?"
Emlyn White, who had just been ignored by Evan, was seething with anger and directly mocked Evan.
Donations from believers are the church's largest source of income and, apart from matters concerning the extraordinary, the most confidential matter in the church. They also involve the internal operations of the church, and MI9 has no right to interfere.
Not only MI9, but even the royal family has no right to interfere.
This was also the reason that Klein had prepared in advance when he discussed it with Father Utravsky and Emlyn White last night.
No one except the church can access the church's accounts.
This is why Klein insisted on bringing up the Harvest Church.
He was a "night watchman" before, and he knew all too well the importance of the church's facade. As long as there was this protective umbrella, and as long as they weren't caught red-handed, MI9 and the Kingdom's government would be helpless against the loopholes here.
Evan narrowed his eyes, sensing something was amiss. He felt that Father Utravsky and Emlyn White had somehow been prepared for the MI9 investigation.
Moreover, this response seemed to have been taught by someone who was well aware of the relationship between the church and secular forces.
This is very unusual, something is wrong!
Evan's mind raced; almost the instant Emlyn White uttered his sarcastic remark, he blurted out his bluff:
"This doesn't sound like something you'd expect; it must be Sherlock Moati who taught you!"
How did you know?
As soon as the words left his mouth, Emlyn White reacted, then shouted angrily, "You're bluffing me!"
Father Utravsky, standing to the side, silently covered his face.