The "messenger"'s aura of prestige stunned Klein for a full five seconds before he came to his senses and bent down to pick up the paper.
"Even if Mr. Azik can't use most of his extraordinary abilities due to his amnesia, just sending this messenger alone should be enough to deal with a Sequence 7 or even Sequence 6 Beyonder, right?" The expressions of shock and envy reflected in his heart. Not in a hurry to unfold the letter, he stowed it in his coat pocket, placing it together with the "
The carriage continued on its way, arriving at Narcissus Street. As Klein stepped out of the carriage door, he subconsciously glanced at the driver, Sizel. The man had a smile on his face, his gaze calm and relaxed, completely oblivious to what had happened earlier.
Switching to Spirit Vision for another look, Klein nodded almost imperceptibly and returned to the front of his house.
He glanced at the second-floor balcony and the plumbing pipe, mused for a few seconds, and decided to maintain his dignity rather than attempt a climb. As for his clothes stained with blood spots, he would take them to the Blackthorn Security Company tomorrow and have the police department hand them over to a specific laundrywoman. This would prevent him from frightening the maid,
Before jumping out of the window from the second floor, Klein had secretly disengaged the deadbolt on the front door. Now, taking advantage of the dead of night, he took out his keys, opened the door almost silently, and agilely slipped inside.
After closing and deadbolting the main door, he silently sighed in relief, softened his footsteps, and returned to the second floor.
Stopping in front of his locked bedroom, Klein unhurriedly took out a Tarot card, inserted it into the gap of the door, gave it a deft flick, and simply undid the lock he himself had created using a special method.
Immediately after, he pushed the door open, entered, locked it, took off his clothes, and completely relaxed.
"It feels like I'm a thief..." Klein shook his head with a smile, unhurriedly took out his revolver, and slipped it under his pillow.
After finishing these final tasks, he lit the gas lamp, took out the letter, sat at his desk, and earnestly began to read: "I'm very sorry for only replying now. I've been busy tracing the footsteps of my past, meeting with old teachers and classmates, and chatting late into the night."
"After reading your letter, I finally understand the reason for what happened in the last two days. First, the police came to my hotel to search room by room, and then someone quietly took a look around at night. Yes, I'm referring to someone with extraordinary abilities."
"...So it was that 'Hurricane Admiral' Qilongos, who often appears in novels and newspapers, infiltrated
So, how much is the bounty? Klein subconsciously thought.
He didn't get an answer because Azik moved on to other things: "The ability of the 'Shepherd' you described feels very familiar to me. It seems I've seen or encountered it somewhere before, but I simply cannot recall it. This must be an experience from one of my past lives. Not being able to complete the memory makes me feel terrible and distressed."
Huh? Mr. Azik has some interest in the "Shepherd." This is a way to get him to help... Hmm, it's a bit of a coincidence... No, it's not a coincidence. It's inevitable!
According to his deductions, Mr. Azik has lived for over a thousand years and is very likely a High-Sequence powerhouse. In his earliest life, and in his previous lives, he must have witnessed the extraordinary abilities of many Sequences and left a deep impression on the more special ones... In other words, it isn't just the "Shepherd" that can evoke a similar familiarity in him.
As long as a mystical item corresponds to the abilities of a certain Sequence, it is imaginable that Mr. Azik would find it familiar and take an interest...
Klein was puzzled at first, but then he suddenly understood, feeling much more assured.
He shifted his gaze downward and continued reading: "Regarding the sacrificial ritual you asked about, I recalled some of it long ago. It seems to be deeply ingrained. Perhaps in one of my past lives, or my very first life, I was a Priest of Rituals."
"I must warn you in advance, to admonish you, to be sufficiently cautious when using a sacrificial ritual. Do not place your safety on the conscience of evil gods or certain hidden existences. They do not possess such a concept."
"Furthermore, you must have strong discernment, because evil gods and devils create seemingly harmless identities for themselves. My advice is to not sacrifice to an entity you are not certain and unwavering about; otherwise, your very soul will become the sacrifice."
In layman's terms, evil gods and devils disguise themselves in smurf accounts, pretending to be identities that are easy to trust... Just like in the online world, behind a seemingly cute girl's account, there might be a rough guy picking his toes... Even if you meet offline and confirm their looks, you have to be careful, maybe it's a cross-dresser... Klein did not ignore Mr. Azik's reminder just because he was sacrificing to himself, and nodded in strong agreement.