338 The Experienced Klein (1/2)
After hearing Audrey's affirmation, Lady Norma laughed.
”What an honest child.
”I happen to know some experts in mysticism who are very knowledgeable. Would you like to chat with them?”
”Definitely. That's exactly what I want. Praise the Lady.” Feigning surprise, Audrey drew a crimson moon on her chest.
With a smile on her face, Madam Norma nodded slightly and said, ”How about we have our afternoon tea together tomorrow?”
”No problem.” Audrey's excited eyes held a little innocence.
After she bade Lady Norma farewell and headed for the living room, her smile gradually settled as her bearing turned composed and relaxed.
The detailed changes in her body language, the color of her emotions, and the changes in her Body of Heart and Mind that were reflected superficially, they all imply that she holds no ill intentions, but she was rather nervous… It seems like Lady Norma might really be a member of the Psychology Alchemists… Hmm, she had been observing my expression and actions, but she couldn't adjust or hide her emotions. Maybe she's like Susie, a Spectator, but unfortunately, she didn't know that the person in front of her is a Telepathist… Audrey thought, feeling both perturbed and proud. She couldn't help but let her feet gracefully walk in a straight line with one foot taking the place of the other.
…
In the house of Isengard Stanton situated in Hillston Borough.
Klein's lips quivered a few times, but in the end, he didn't ask Stuart who his employer was or what he looked like.
He decided not to get involved in matters involving Emlyn White as best as he could.
Although based on Emlyn's words, he was a law-abiding vampire, but that was only limited to his claims. There were still too many gaps about his earlier life for Klein to be sure that he had not harmed the innocent.
As a result, he lacked the motivation to seek out Father Utravsky to save Emlyn. After all, Father Utravsky was a Dawn Paladin who was skilled in combat and had the aid of mystical items. Furthermore, he was an unweakened Dawn Paladin!
Besides, it would make it easy for him to expose his true identity to Father Utravsky and Emlyn White.
Let's hope that he can gain the approval of that powerful priest as soon as possible and finish the ”sentence” to be let out on ”parole”… In his heart, Klein tapped four times in a clockwise fashion for Emlyn White.
After the bounty was divided, the detectives took their leave, and Klein was given the best treatment—he was walked out the door by the great Detective Isengard.
Holding his pipe, Isengard coughed lightly and said, ”There are still some suspicious points about the serial murder case that we haven't fully understood. There might be an even more ferocious guy hiding behind the killer's back. You must be careful not to spread the word that you played an important role in this case.”
It seems like the official Beyonders also suspect that the gigantic Devil dog has an owner… Klein replied solemnly, ”I know, I had my own guesses about this too.
”Mr. Stanton, you have to be careful as well. You were the one who gathered us, and you're a major partner of the police.”
Isengard put the pipe into his mouth, then he took it out and said, ”Sherlock, I guess I'll call you Sherlock. You can rest assured that, although I'm no longer young, I'm still an outstanding fighter, an excellent marksman with an instinctive vigilance.”
Furthermore, you have a high probability of being a Beyonder not from the low Sequences. I just wonder which pathway you belong to… Klein thought for a moment and said, ”Mr. Stanton, you don't seem to be a native from Backlund? Your accent is closer to that of Sivellaus.”
”Yes, just like your Midseashire accent,” Isengard admitted frankly.
The two detectives smiled at each other as an acknowledgment of the other's observational ability.
Klein returned to 15 Minsk Street before nightfall.
Well, I now have 1,224 pounds in notes, plus 5 gold coins, and a small amount of change. This is quite a considerable amount compared to how much I had when I first came to Backlund. However, Sequence 6 Beyonder ingredients will cost at least 1,500 a pop. Sometimes, because they're scarce and rare, the price might even increase severalfold. And Beyonders who can obtain such items usually aren't low in Sequence; they wouldn't misjudge its value and sell it at a low price. It's quite impossible to pick it up at bargain prices…
Although the lady with the Artisan behind her is very eager for the Dark Emperor potion formulas, she has to consider the progress of her advancement. For her to only be at Sequence 9, it's quite impossible for her to spend a large amount of money to buy the formulas up to Sequence 6 in advance, unless she's filthy rich… Well, you can't always be so exploitative…
While in thought, Klein was in no hurry to prepare dinner. Instead, he went back to his bedroom, drew the curtains, and went above the gray fog.
He had an idea that he needed to verify.
Sitting in The Fool's seat, he stretched out his hand and picked up the unadorned brass Master Key.
Based on the notebook he read last night from an Abraham descendant, he guessed that the man had lost control on the spot because of his choice of advancing during the full moon.
Therefore, the curse-like ability of the Master Key, which can make people go lost, only to find themselves in bad spots, has a high probability of being contaminated by Mr. Door's illusory ravings, other than the resentment and indignation in the Beyonder characteristic.
”So what sort of changes will it undergo when the moon is full?” Klein mumbled.
Conjuring a pen and paper, he wrote the divination statement he had thought long in advance: ”What it manifests during the full moon.”
Holding the piece of paper in one hand and the Master Key in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair, gave a self-deprecating laugh and said, ”I'm courting death again…
”But there shouldn't be too much danger this time. Mr. Door is far separated from the real world. He's lost in the depths of the darkness. Furthermore, I have the gray fog to shield me.”
In this case, the danger from divination was no different from direct divination. The experienced Klein half closed his eyes, and his pupils turning dark as he constantly chanted, ”What it manifests during the full moon.”
…
After seven times, Klein fell into a dream.
In that gray, detached, illusory world, he once again saw the basement where the Abraham descendant had died.
The flesh and blood here had long since dried up. The silver pocket watch inlaid with diamonds and the ancient-looking Master Key had yet to be stolen. They were still lying on the ground.