Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

"It's okay to pretend to be me." Leonard was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Klein used to be a Nighthawk, and he was familiar enough with me that there would be no problem for him to pretend to be me to complete those tasks. Moreover, I was performing the tasks alone, so no one would find out that my extraordinary abilities were different.

"You can write a letter to Klein first and make the necessary preparations. I will come back to you at noon."

As soon as the words fell, Renekton's body instantly became insubstantial, disintegrating into streams of information that surged out of the room.

Leonard glanced at the direction Renekton left, let out a long breath, sat directly on the sofa nearby, and whispered:

"Old man, is there any problem with his identity?"

"Under normal circumstances, even for a low-sequence Extraordinary, it would be no different from committing suicide to directly accommodate the improvement of characteristics, not to mention that he is already an angel."

"You're a little smarter." Pales praised without sincerity, and then sighed:

"He is most likely the personality incarnation of the 'Hidden Sage', or he may be the consciousness incarnation projected from the Western Continent, but no matter which identity he is, it is not something that an old and frail old man like me can refuse. "

"Western Continent? Where is that? The land abandoned by the gods?"

Leonard keenly captured the word "Western Continent". He frowned slightly, and the only thing he could think of was the god-forsaken place where the "sun" in the Tarot Club was.

Pales' old voice echoed in Leonard's ears:

"No, you can think of the land abandoned by the gods so quickly. Have you come into contact with people from there recently?"

"Why people and not objects from that place?" Leonard asked subconsciously.

Pales chuckled and said with a mocking tone:

"You're not a fortune teller. You can't speak from a dead object in your hand, and you can't dig out much information."

Leonard retorted: "When I become a 'spirit witch', I will also be improved in the field of divination, and I can also find and drive natural spirits with this ability."

Pales smiled and said: "But you are not yet."

Leonard did not refute, leaned forward, took out banknotes from the coffee table in front of him, and began to write a letter to Klein, hoping that he could help pretend to be him for a few days.

Renekton's figure quietly appeared on the banks of the Tasok River. As soon as he appeared, several green pea vines hung down from the air, covering the surrounding area like a waterfall.

The green vines intertwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, with layers upon layers going up, and the top could not be seen at all.

Bernadette's figure was quickly outlined on a swing made of intertwined green vines. Her body was leaning against the green vines, and a lamp in a gold kettle was placed beside her.

Bernadette looked into the distance and narrated in a very calm voice:

"I found those tombs used for the 'Black Emperor' ceremony. They require specific spells or seals as keys to enter. I have never entered them."

"But I found that there seemed to be other people around who were also pursuing the secrets of the royal family. They hid it very well. I didn't see who it was. They are very good at hiding themselves. There is a high probability that they are people from the Church of the Night. He should have noticed that I stayed. tips.”

"By the way, I also found traces of Amon in the dock area. It should be him, wearing a monocle made of crystal. My 'Peeping Eyes' couldn't see anything unusual, but this turned out to be him. That’s the biggest anomaly.”

"Amon." Renekton murmured, and then chuckled: "The Night will be watching him, so don't pay too much attention."

After a pause, he continued:

"I plan to go to Trier with Palles, and I will need your help to hold off Bonova then."

Bernadette nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

While speaking, she handed the golden kettle-shaped lamp placed beside her to Renekton.

"Thank you. It's time for me to go to Zaratul and ask for my wish."

After receiving the wishing lamp, he nodded slightly in response. Renekton's body instantly became blurred, decomposed into streams of complex knowledge, and turned into a pure information flow creature, penetrating the forest intertwined with green vines. Flowing into the spiritual world like a torrent.

Relying on the contact brought by the previous contract and the information exchanged in the spirit world, Renekton grasped the general location of Zaratul.

"I came to Backlund so soon. This metropolis is really lively."

With a low sigh, Renekton, who maintained the form of an information creature, followed his intuition and approached the Hillston area.

In Hillston District, near King's Avenue in the West District, in a red three-story house, Zaratul, who was wearing a black robe with a hood and covering himself tightly, was standing with a man in a formal dress and a cloak. Middle-aged men with extremely long shoe tips and attire that is out of touch with the current era sit across from each other.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, then Zaratul suddenly chuckled and said:

"Your Excellency Prince Sunia, how are you thinking about it, or rather, how are your Augustus family thinking about it?"

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man known as Prince Sonia asked with a serious look on his face:

"Why do you want to help us, and what do you want to gain from it?"

"I have already said that this is a revelation of fate. I don't know what I can get, but this is an opportunity. As long as I grasp it, it will definitely be what I need."

Zaratul maintained the usual gentle smile on his face, but it also had a mysterious meaning.

Prince Sonia stared at Zarath opposite, who had half of his head hidden in his hood, and said in a heavy and majestic tone:

"You 'soothsayers' are so dishonest in what you say. It's hard for us to fully believe it."

Zaratul sighed and said in a rather helpless tone:

"This is a revelation of fate. I won't be able to know more information until the results actually appear."

"As an angel who has a certain amount of power over destiny, although it is not as good as the 'Mercury Snake' of the 'Destiny' path, with my joining, you can still get a certain amount of good luck and increase the probability of success in your plan, right?"

Prince Sonia's deep blue eyes flickered with a little sparkle, but it quickly subsided and said in a calm tone:

"Your 'miracles' cannot yet affect a true God."

Zaratul said with a smile without changing his expression:

"'Miracle' can also appear in a roundabout way, starting from small places, using little by little, to leverage greater power."

"At certain critical moments, maybe it was this insignificant power that changed the situation?"

Prince Sonia's majestic deep blue eyes looked at Zaratul for a while. He could not read any emotion or will from those eyes that were as dark as lightless water. This man who had recovered from madness The leader of the Secret Order seemed to become more difficult to see.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling it for a long time, Prince Sunia stood up from the sofa, stretched out his right hand forward, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't understand your 'miracle', but if you want to join this grand ceremony, our Augustus family will not refuse. As long as the opportunity you mentioned will not affect our plans, we welcome anyone." Friends, you will all gain the friendship of Augustus.”

"Then, happy cooperation!"

Zaratul then stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand and clasped it with Prince Sunia.

A few minutes later, Zaratul was the only figure left in the room. He was sitting on the dark red single sofa, holding a cup of steaming black tea in his hand.

Streams of complex and pure information poured out from every corner of the room, converging on the sofa to the left of Zaratul, reorganizing Renekton's figure.

He glanced at the sofa where Prince Sonia had been sitting just now, a deep color flashed in his eyes, then he looked sideways at Zaratul, and chuckled:

"I didn't expect the leader of the Secret Order to have so many friends in Backlund. Unfortunately, I just got lost in the spirit world. Otherwise, I should be able to catch up with your friend."

"What a shame. I will introduce him to you next time if I have a chance."

Zaratul responded in a calm tone, with a hint of regret in his eyes at the right time.

You are so stubborn. You have "tampered" with the coordinates of the spirit world several times in a row, making me run around Backlund several times. Renekton narrowed his eyes. He now has the guts to pin Zaratul to the Tasok River. After becoming an angel, not even Amon could tease him like this.

Chara Image did not see the malice in Renekton's eyes, and his tone remained calm:

"I haven't finished accumulating the 'wishes' you need, and they haven't reached the level of a 'miracle' yet."

"The 'miracles' of transferring and grafting positions shouldn't be too difficult for you. You can pay these two 'miracles' to me first."

While speaking, Renekton calmly stared at Zaratul. Proper delay does not constitute a breach of contract. Although it cannot change anything, it can disgust people. He is not sure whether Zaratul will do this. After experiencing the "Servant of Secrets" "Ritual, it is not too strange to become schizophrenic.

After a brief silence, Zaratul smiled, reached out from under his black robe and took out two gray-white talismans engraved with the symbol of twisted thread and half a pupilless eye, handed it to Renekton, and said at the same time:

"The spells can only last for three months. Their specific effects should be easily visible with your eyes. The way to inspire them is to infuse a certain amount of spirituality and express your wishes in a language that can leverage the power of nature."

Renekton glanced at the two gray talismans, nodded slightly and put them in his arms.

Then he looked again at the sofa where Prince Sonia had been sitting just now, with a deep blue and almost purple glow in his eyes, and one mysterious symbol after another was outlined in his eyes.

Gradually, dots of light blue starlight appeared on the sofa, moving quickly and intertwining, outlining a somewhat blurry figure.