Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After Bugs Bunny left, Klein busily disposed of the body and then called the police.

I finally escaped from the police station with the help of lawyer Jurgen next door. I wanted to ask Al, who lived across the street, about the name of the rabbit and how to best solve the problem of being assassinated by someone sent by Mr. Ambassador. I was invited over by the maid from the landlord's house next door to talk about compensation.

"My detective career actually started at a loss!"

Klein looked at the miserable room and couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you going to find me?"

Renekton's figure appeared in the somewhat messy living room, and he naturally sat on the well-preserved sofa.

Perhaps because the characteristics of the sage in his body were gradually integrating with his own, Renekton found that his divination and intuitive premonitions were getting stronger and stronger.

For example, right now, not long after Klein had the idea of ​​talking to him, Renekton had a corresponding premonition in his heart.

Klein was startled by the figure that suddenly appeared in his room. He had just experienced an assassination, and he reflexively wanted to throw a few tarot cards and throw knives at him.

"Can't you just walk through the door? Stop popping up and disappearing all the time."

Klein couldn't help but complain.

"Next time definitely!"

Renekton replied without sincerity, and then changed the subject:

"What do you want from me? Deal with the Ambassador of Intis?"

"How come you know everything?"

Klein did not answer Renekton's words. Instead, he was a little confused that the other person always seemed to know everything. Klein even wondered if this guy was watching him from the opposite side every day when he had nothing to do.

"Everyone has some secrets. For example, I am very good at prophecy!"

Renekton thought of a reason and explained.

Klein nodded, without expressing his belief or disbelief, and continued to ask:

"Since you can predict, how do you think I should solve this matter?"

"Do you want me to protect you for a while, or do you want me to deal with the ambassador?"

"Can't you choose both options at the same time?"

"If you find others to protect you, there will be additional expansion."

“My advice is, it’s worth a try!”

Renekton still hopes that Klein can connect with Miss Sharon and the others, which can not only cause chaos to the Rose School of Thought, but also increase his friendly forces.

"Extra expansion? Worth a try?"

Klein pondered, feeling that the other party was guiding him to make this choice. After thinking for a moment, he did not rush to give an answer, but asked the ambassador a question:

"How are you going to deal with the ambassador?"

"Ten thousand gold pounds, I'll kill him."

Renekton directly reported the reward price set by Miss Justice for the ambassador.

"You still want to collect money?"

Klein's eyes widened and he looked at Renekton in disbelief. He was discussing such a serious topic with the other party, but the other party ended up talking to him about money.

"I have no money! For the sake of Mr. Fool, can I get credit?"

Klein's words were very unfounded. But he really couldn't come up with ten thousand gold pounds, not even one thousand gold pounds. I can only hope that the other party will let me take credit for the sake of Mr. Fool.

"Of course, you can also ask Mr. Fool to post a bounty for you at the party every Monday."

Renekton nodded directly and agreed. Miss Justice also had a bounty for Mr. Fool’s favored ones. Instead of letting the people of the Aurora Society earn it, it was better for him to earn it himself.

"oh, I understand now."

Klein nodded. Even if the other party didn't mention this proposal, he would announce the ambassador's reward at the Tarot meeting next week.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Renekton stood up to leave.

"Wait a minute! Why did you name your rabbit Bugs Bunny?"

Klein quickly stopped Renekton, who was about to enter the spirit world, and asked him the question he was most concerned about.

"Bugs Bunny? Don't you think the name goes well with a bunny that walks on two legs?"

Renekton paused as he entered the spirit world. He didn't expect that his identity would be exposed starting with Bugs Bunny's name, but he didn't think about this issue when he named the rabbit.

"I'm going to take my crow to find a cemetery in the suburbs to dig a grave. Let's talk next time!"

Renekton stepped into the spirit world and left the Klein family after giving a random reason.

"Does a rabbit walking on two legs match this name? Al, are you another time traveler?"

The more Klein thought about it, the more he felt that what he was thinking was probably right.

Reminiscent of the last Tarot meeting, when the Hanged Man provided Mr. Fool Russell's diary, the other party did not react much and seemed not to care that Russell's diary could be interpreted. Klein gradually confirmed his suspicion.

Renekton, who returned to the house across the street, grinned. He could already guess Klein's current expression. This was the effect he wanted.

“Soothsayers believe in the answers they find more than the answers told by others.”

Renekton murmured in his mind.

"Come on, let's go to the cemetery and see if we can help you digest the potion."

With that said, Renekton grabbed the crow who was staring at the plague doctor's hand, turned around and stepped into the spirit world.

Traveling through the spirit world, Renekton took the crow Anu to a relatively remote cemetery on the outskirts of Backlund.

Renekton looked at the environment around the cemetery and made sure that no one would suddenly break in here, then he placed the crow on a tombstone and said:

"You try to communicate with the spirits here, and then use the prepared potion and ritual magic to turn the corpse buried here into a living corpse. See if you can play a gravedigger."

"Okay, boss."

Crow Anu raised his neck, his eyes flashed with faint fluorescence, like a dead spirit in the night.

Renekton stepped back a distance, allowing Anu to slowly communicate with the spirits around him.

If Anu hadn't been a crow and couldn't dig up the earth with a shovel like Bugs Bunny, Renekton wouldn't have let it turn corpses in the cemetery into living corpses to play the role of gravedigger.

After all, it was a corpse that had been buried in the cemetery. Renekton felt that this approach was a bit desecrating the deceased.

"I always feel that if this continues, my favorability with the Goddess of the Night will become less and less favorable."

"No, my favorability with the goddess is already negative. As soon as I appear, I go to other people's churches and steal things from the church."

Thinking of the things he had done after coming to Loen, Renekton felt that the goddess of the night might give him a blessing of bad luck at some point.

The crow Anu quickly communicated with the spirits in the cemetery and sprinkled the prepared medicine on the selected graves. Then take out the prepared ritual materials and put them in the corresponding positions.

This is a ritual that communicates with the underworld to borrow power. It can increase the power of the undead realm in a small area and make the corpse appear alive.

In conjunction with the medicine that had been scattered earlier, a cold wind soon began to blow in this area of ​​the cemetery. Renekton retreated some distance again, away from this place filled with the aura of death.

Wow~Wow~

There was the sound of the soil being penetrated, and a pale arm with obvious signs of decay stretched out from a grave.

Then more tombs were dug out from the inside, and living corpses emerged from the tombs one after another, their bodies all showing varying degrees of decay.

Upon seeing this, the crow Anu immediately began to communicate with the spirits possessing these living corpses, letting them wander around the cemetery several times according to the prior agreement, and then returned to the grave pits they dug out.

After all the living corpses got back into the grave pit, Renekton sprinkled gray-black sunflower powder in the distance. After the powder burned in the air, it emitted a fierce but not irritating golden light. This light flowed forward like water waves.

The golden light purified this area of ​​the undead aura. Those originally animated corpses also lost their activity again and turned back into ordinary corpses.

The spirits that were originally staying here have left this purified place after absorbing enough necromantic aura.

"How is it? Are there any signs of digestion in the potion?"

Renekton asked as he walked up to Anu the crow.

"No, there is no sign of digestion at all. I feel like this goes against the role of gravedigger."

Crow Anu shook his head and said incomprehensively.

On Sunday, Renekton looked at Klein who was busy coming in and out and rearranging furniture across the street. He sat leisurely on the balcony on the second floor, enjoying the rare sunshine in Backlund and sipping coffee.

His own spirituality was touched. Renekton put down the book he was holding and reached out to hold it gently in the air. A piece of light yellow paper with a golden sun pattern fell steadily into Renekton's hand.

"Good afternoon to my laid-back, five-thousand-pound pirate, Mr. Al Tynes:

I didn’t expect that your life after leaving Feneport would be so fulfilling. However, as a noble vampire, I still have to remind you that if the amount of your bounty continues to increase, it will spread to Feneport. Especially inland areas.

Also, I have handed over the mushrooms you sent last time to the people from the Church of the Earth. They have a very good attitude towards mushrooms, but their attitude towards Frank is very complicated.

Your Excellency the Archbishop asked me to tell you that if you arrive in Backlund, you can go find Father Utravsky at the Harvest Church over there. This priest seems to need some help. "

The final signature was: A noble vampire baron, Yas.

"Father Utravsky? Did the Church of the Earth know about this priest's situation, but didn't help solve it?"

"But, Baron? The Earth Church actually provided him with magic potion? It seems that this vampire is doing well in the Earth Church."

Renekton sighed in his heart. It can only be said that Lilith still takes good care of her own tribe.