He hurriedly set up a ritual to summon himself and went above the gray fog to bring back the eyeball-sized badge to the real world.
On the front of the badge was a symbol that depicted fate and concealment, and behind it was a ring of tiny and compact words in ancient Hermes: “You can join if you have this item.”
Klein was just about to inject his spirituality to activate the badge and send out the “information” to synchronize it with the latest gathering time and location when he suddenly turned hesitant.
After receiving a revelation that there wasn’t any danger, he breathed a sigh of relief and left the gray fog. He then sat in the reclining chair in his inn room.
With the injection of his spirituality, the badge emitted a blurry luster and quickly condensed into an inconspicuous light beam, shooting out into the air.
Before long, the same light beam returned and dispersed, transforming into a palm-sized piece of illusory goatskin parchment. On it was written the words in ancient Feysac: “6 June 1350, 9 p.m. at the Tussock River’s estuary.”
As he thought about the gathering of the Hermits of Fate, he suddenly thought of someone: Leonard Mitchell!
With the plan on what to do and how to proceed, Klein immediately felt refreshed. In his good mood, he decided to head out to eat a Bayam delicacy—roasted fish.
…
Above the blue sea, the Golden Dream, which was sparkling thanks to the setting sun’s golden rays, was silently cruising forward.
Receiving his captain’s permission, Danitz apprehensively walked into her room with his head up as people stared at him with envy.
Bookshelves filled the room and on top of them were different books.
Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina stood in front of a desk as she held a black fountain pen in her hand. She quickly wrote the following: “… I do not have similar items. Same for Jodeson. He says he will help you look out for it, but that will require you to be sufficiently lucky.”
Edwina raised her head and turned her clear, aqueous blue eyes to look at Danitz.
“You, hold the ritual, the ritual to summon Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger.”
At that moment, Danitz was wondering if he would receive any special treatment from his captain, but when he heard that, he pointed at himself in astonishment. “Me?”
“Yes.” Edwina folded the letter, straightened her body, and nodded. “This can help you familiarize yourself with similar rituals. In the future, I’ll be testing you on this.”
“Alright…” Danitz hid his disappointment as he tried his best to recall the procedure as he slowly set up the ritual that only needed one candle.
Finally, under Edwina’s watch, he took out a shiny Loen gold coin and placed it on the altar.
After taking the letter, Danitz ran through the subsequent ritual in his mind twice before he dared to do it.
He took a step back and said in ancient Hermes, “I!
“I summon in my name:
“The spirit that wanders about the unfounded, the friendly creature that can be subordinated, the messenger that belongs to Gehrman Sparrow.”
The wind howled in the wall of spirituality, sending Danitz’s yellow hair flailing upwards.
The flame rapidly burgeoned to the size of a human’s head. It was as pale as the letter in Danitz’s hand.
Soon, Danitz saw long blonde hair, bloodshot eyes, and a gorgeous head appear.
He looked in a daze as one head after another appeared. he saw the headless figure dressed in a complicated dress appear before him.
Taking a deep breath, Danitz hurriedly handed over the letter and saw one of the beautiful heads open its mouth to bite at it with pearly-white teeth.
At this moment, Reinette Tinekerr’s other head bit on the gold coin on the altar.
However, she didn’t immediately leave. The four bloodshot eyes on other two heads darted towards Edwina Edwards who was outside the wall of spirituality. She sized her up a few times.
Edwina felt herself being observed, and it made it impossible to contain the horror that ensued.
Reinette Tinekerr retracted her gaze as her body turned illusory, fusing into the white candlelight.
The flame lit up again as the colors spread outwards. Everything had restored to normal.
Just as Danitz removed the wall of spirituality, he heard his captain say in a deep voice, “That’s not an ordinary creature from the spirit world…”
He knew that his captain’s profession was a researcher of spirit world creatures. If she said it wasn’t ordinary, it definitely wasn’t one. It was far more extraordinary than ordinary!
…
Backlund, Cherwood Borough.
Fors mustered every fiber in her body before she triumphed over the laziness brought from the fireplace. She switched to a thick dark blue cotton dress, wrapped a light gray scarf around her, and wore a warm lady’s hat. In the not-too-cold temperatures, aside from the cold that seeped into her bones thanks to the prevailing fog, she took a carriage to Williams Street.
She took in the cold air and told herself that this was a common excursion for an author to gather material outside. There was no need for her to be nervous or appear abnormal.
Taking a few steps forward, Fors entered a coffee shop and sat by the window. As she drank the thick, warm liquid, she observed the pedestrians and the houses across the road.
After she finished her coffee, she circled the street and left after finding nothing peculiar. She planned to come again on Thursday.
…
After taking Edwina’s reply letter from Reinette Tinekerr’s “hands,” Klein watched as the messenger vanished, confirming that she hadn’t asked for an additional gold coin.
With a fruitless answer, he planned on going out to walk the streets to find a chance to engage in true acting so as to conclude the principles.
At this moment, he heard knocking at the door. It was Captain Elland.
Klein silently opened the door and said, “I was just about to look for you.”
Elland chuckled and said, “There’s no need. As long as you register a place with your identity, I’ll be able to know where you’re staying.”
Elland turned his body halfway and pointed at the corridor.
“I’ll bring you to see someone.
“The White Agate is about to return to Pritz Harbor. If you need help or have any information to provide, you can find him. We’re often generous when it comes to payment.”
This was what Klein had previously mentioned to him before.
“Alright.” Klein reached out to the coat rack.
After wearing his coat, Elland led him straight to the Amyris Leaf Bar and to a corner inside.
…
In the basement of the Amyris Leaf Bar.
Wormtongue Mithor King looked at Strongman Ozil opposite him and asked, “Have you gathered the recent intel about Blazing Danitz?”
“Yes,” Ozil said with a smile. “Last week, Blue Eyes Meath saw Blazing Danitz with an unknown adventurer.”
