"You can confirm it before paying." The "Eye of Wisdom," wearing a hooded robe, walked straight up to Klein and handed him the dark golden brooch.
Quite generous... Klein reached out to take it, but before he could look it over closely, he felt the surrounding area turn scorching hot. Even the wind seemed to have been dried by a blazing fire, and as he inhaled, a burning sensation spread down to his lungs.
At that instant, he felt as if he had left the cold and damp Backlund and was standing in the desert wilderness of the North Continent. Above his head was a sun radiating endless light and heat, and around him was nothing but boundless yellow sand, dry to the extreme.
Whew, it makes me want to eat ice cream... Klein's forehead slowly beaded with sweat, but pressed tightly against his iron mask, the liquid couldn't drip freely and could only cling stickily in place.
Through direct contact, he sensed the pure, warm power radiating outwards, while the surrounding Beyonders showed no signs of trouble.
After pinning the brooch in the correct position, Klein dispersed his spirituality and immersed it into the dark golden surface.
With a bang, he saw pure golden specks of light flying through the air and received a great deal of information.
This included how to use certain spells of the "Sun" domain with the help of the brooch.
The key points were the technique of inputting spirituality and the corresponding activation incantations!
Among them, by continuously providing spirituality for two seconds, the "Brooch" would summon a holy light descending from the sky, purifying undead creatures and dealing a certain amount of damage to other targets.
By continuously providing spirituality for five seconds while chanting the word "Sun" in ancient Hermes, it could produce a small amount of "Sun Holy Water," which could drive away evil spirits, repel the cold, and purify vengeful spirits.
Combined with the differences in strength and intervals, the rest of the spells could be cast accordingly.
"Flames of Light" produced golden, sacred, dense flames from nothing. "Purifying Slash" was an effective strike against evil spirits and vengeful souls and could be attached to bullets. "Immunity to Fear" prevented the wearer from feeling frightened. "Holy Oath" briefly increased one's strength, agility, fire damage, or holy damage by silently chanting the corresponding ancient Hermes words.
"Sun Halo" targeted companions within a twenty-meter range, effectively boosting their courage and purifying the evil forces within them.
Not bad. Besides not being very eerie, there weren't any major flaws. It perfectly complements my "Magician" abilities... It's just a bit hot... Klein's mind was filled with the image of himself in just a shirt and shorts.
He rolled up his robe, took out stacks of banknotes from an inner pocket, and added the 900 pounds he had just received from the lady behind him, who was an "Artisan." He counted out a full 2,000 pounds in cash to the "Eye of Wisdom's" waiter.
After counting it three times and confirming it was correct, Klein looked at his rapidly deflating "wallet" with a mix of joy and sorrow.
The money he had painstakingly saved was now down to just 574 pounds in cash and 5 gold coins.
However, he had also gained his second mystical item, one whose side effects were significantly less than the "Universal Key" and whose abilities were far superior: the "Solar Brooch"!
It's just too hot... Klein reached out to touch his iron mask, almost taking it off to fan himself.
With his cash balance back to its previous level, he no longer considered buying any other items and sat quietly, listening until the end.
Spurred on by the large 2,000-pound transaction, tonight's gathering was relatively lively. For example, the whip woven from the feathers of a sacred sunbird was sold for 850 pounds. The "Eye of Wisdom" made consecutive purchases, buying an ancient book and a mystical material.
When it ended, the "Eye of Wisdom" looked around the room, his gaze landing on Klein. He chuckled softly and said:
"You leave first."
He's worried I'll get robbed... Klein thanked him sincerely and, led by the waiter, walked out of the living room. Then he couldn't wait to take off his hooded robe and removed the iron mask.
He had already tried it. By wrapping and sealing it with his spirituality, he could isolate the continuous purification effect of the "Solar Brooch" on the surroundings, preventing its existence from being discovered by other Beyonders. However, the negative side effect couldn't be reduced unless he simply didn't wear it.
To ensure my mental health, I'll only use it when necessary in the future. Usually, "Purifying Bullets" and "Exorcism Bullets" should be enough... Klein left the gathering place, took a long detour, and arrived outside the Bravehearts Bar.
He went in, walked around for a bit, then quickly came out and hired a carriage.
Without any surprises, he soon saw the figure of a woman in a black court dress materialize on the seat opposite him.
Sharron's appearance hadn't changed at all. Her voice was ethereal and unreal as she asked:
"Are you ready?"
"Yes. You can choose the ambush location and time. Let me know after you've decided." Klein nodded calmly.
Sharron looked at him and said:
"Alright."
Seeing that she was about to disappear, Klein added:
"Tell Caspars to prepare a box of explosives and bury them scattered across different places in the expected battlefield."
Sharron was silent for two seconds before saying:
"Steve is also an explosives expert."
"No, my main goal isn't to blow anyone up," Klein said with a smile. "I just want to set off some smoke."
Sharron stared at him quietly for a few seconds before finally nodding.
Watching her figure quickly dissipate, Klein leaned back against the carriage wall and opened the window, letting the bone-chilling cold wind blow in. But he still felt very hot.
I hated summer the most back on Earth. Hmm, I like popsicles, ice cream, cold drinks, watermelon... Klein muttered to himself as he reached into his pocket and held the "Solar Brooch."
This is a mystical item worth 2,000 pounds!
Returning to Minsk Street, Klein slowly walked along the road with withered trees on both sides towards the house at number 15.
As he passed Lawyer Jürgen's house, he subconsciously glanced inside and saw the gaslight burning with a faint blue hue.
Someone's home... Klein smiled and sighed, sweat continuously streaming down his forehead.