Summon his messenger⌠As Judgment of the Tarot Club, as a member of MI9, Xio understood what a messenger meant. Furthermore, she knew that the middle ranks of the Numinous Episcopate widely used messengers.
Before she could ask for more details, she saw Fors walk towards the guest room on the first floor with her eyes vacant and footsteps listless. She said with an ethereal voice, âLet me sleep for a while. We can talk later.â
She slept all the way till the next morning, waking up thanks to the aroma of meat.
Desi pie? Fors rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room. She saw that the table was already filled with food.
âYes.â Xio came out of the bathroom. âThe one from the corner of the street. Itâs not bad.â
Fors enthusiastically acknowledged and sat beside the dining table. She quickly picked up the Desi pie and stuffed it into her mouth.
After finishing one, she drank a mouthful of sweet iced tea and sighed in satisfaction.
This is life!
Oh no, I forgot to brush my teethâŚ
After she was done washing up, she finally regained her ability to think. She looked at Xio in puzzlement and said, âDid MI9 not have any suspicions about how you secretly became a Judge?â
âThey thought it was the remuneration that motivated me back then,â Xio informed her of what she had learned.
Fors stroked her hair and said with a smile, âThatâs true. Let them ask the Church of Evernight.â
She covered her mouth and yawned.
âIâm going to summon that messenger.â
After this period of âRecording,â the way she addressed Klein had changed from Gehrman Sparrow and Mr. World to âthat person.â
On the one hand, it was a form of respect, and on the other hand, she was afraid that someone would eavesdrop.
Upon hearing her friendâs words, Xio looked around and asked in confusion, âArenât you going to set up the ritual?â
She remembered that summoning a messenger required a ritual.
âThatâs only one of the methods. That person got me to use another method.â Fors glanced at her clothes and realized that her clothes were all wrinkled since she hadnât had the time to change her clothes last night.
Upon realizing that she would be meeting the messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the second floor and changed into a beige dress with frilly designs.
After preparing herself, she raised her right hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to pull something out of the air.
In her eyes, an illusory book took form. It quickly flipped and stopped at one of the pages.
In the next second, her arm sank and a figure emerged from the void.
This was Gehrman Sparrow, who was wearing a half top hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an unyielding air, but his eyes appeared somewhat dull.
I succeeded? This is just my second attempt⌠Iâve only tried it once yesterday and failed⌠Forsâs eyes widened as though they wanted to take in more light so as to see more clearly.
She knew that this was the Historical Void projection she had summoned, so she wasnât too nervous. Instead, she held her breath and looked warily at Gehrman Sparrowâs projection. She couldnât tell if he was real or fake.
She still remembered the combat achievements of this crazy adventurer.
Fors has actually summoned Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldnât it be his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something? Questions popped up in Xioâs mind.
Just as Fors was unsure of what to do next, Gehrman Sparrowâs eyes darted around slightly as his gaze instantly turned focused. He no longer had a rigid and vacant look, as though he was alive.
Following that, he took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica and blew it.
No sound came out of it, but the surroundings instantly turned cold as a biting wind stirred.
Then, a woman dressed in a dark and complicated long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked out of the void. Her eight eyes looked at Gehrman Sparrow.
Gehrman Sparrow nodded slightly and pointed at Fors.
âThis lady needs to set up four special coordinates deep in the spirit world. Please help her.â
âAlrightâŚâ One of the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as it moved up and down.
Gehrman Sparrow didnât speak further. As he approached the window, he made the glove on his left hand become transparent.
His figure quickly disappeared as he âTeleportedâ out of the house.
He left⌠He left just like that⌠The Historical Void projection I summoned left just like that? Fors stared with her mouth slightly open, as though she was experiencing a comical play.
According to her understanding, the thing she summoned should be under her control. How could it leave after giving some instructions?
Could it be that the Historical Void projection has the same personality as the actual person⌠No, itâs as if Gehrman Sparrow himself had descended⌠Fors glanced at Xio and realized that she was just as confused as she was.
At that moment, Fors suddenly shivered, as though an extremely terrifying creature was glaring at her.
She subconsciously turned her head and realized that Gehrman Sparrowâs messenger was looking at her with eight red eyes, carefully observing her.
As terrifying as Gehrman Sparrow⌠Fors forced a smile and said, ââŚSorry to trouble you.â
At this moment, Reinette Tinekerrâs four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke one after another:
There⌠thereâs still a fee? Fors turned agape once again, at a loss for a response.
After a few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to calculate her savings.
After loaning 2,400 pounds to Xio, I still have 780 pounds left⌠My expenses recently have been quite high, but the royalties from my past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the 300 pounds Xio returned me, I have a total of 1,258 pounds⌠Thatâs enoughâŚ
Fors immediately agreed, but she immediately discovered a problem.
As expected, all of them need to be gold coins⌠I remember that Mr. World has been trying to gather gold coins and exchange for gold coins for quite some time before. It was to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his messenger is really complicated⌠Uh, Mr. World should still have quite a few gold coins. Iâll try to exchange 800 gold coins from him later⌠Fors secretly heaved a sigh of relief and said, âAlright.â
After agreeing, Fors saw the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her hand to bite down on her clothes near her shoulder.
The surrounding colors became saturated and brighterâthe reds became redder, the blacks became blacker, and the whites became whiter.
In such a manner, Fors was led by Reinette Tinekerr through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It didnât take long before she arrived at the spot where there was a faint fog.
In the depths of the fog, one eye after another seemed to look over, but they quickly shrank back.
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When Fors summoned Gehrman Sparrowâs projection from the Historical Void to Backlund, he had immediately entered the fog of history and dashed all the way to a period before the First Epoch.
His consciousness came alive within the projection, reducing Forsâs spirituality expenditure.
This way, Klein had indirectly returned to Backlund. This was also the reason why he had gotten Miss Magician to use such a complicated method to summon the messenger.
As for the messenger summoned by the adventurerâs harmonica, it was an independent existenceâit didnât increase the burden on Forsâs spirituality burden. Even if the Historical Void projection vanished, Reinette Tinekerr could still remain in the real world if âSheâ so wished.
After a âTeleportation,â Kleinâs figure appeared in a secluded alley near Saint Samuel Cathedral. He then used his Faceless powers to change his appearance and figure.
During this process, although there were still a few pedestrians in the alley, they were affected by an illusion. They didnât notice a sudden companion appearing beside them.
Right on the heels of that, Klein straightened his clothes, pressed down on his hat, and walked quickly to Saint Samuel Cathedral. He found a seat to the side of the main prayer hall and sat down.
After taking off his hat and chanting an honorific name, he sincerely drew a crimson moon on his chest. Then, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed softly to the Evernight Goddess.
ââŚIâm currently searching for traces of the Dark Demonic Wolfâs past to grasp his exact conditionâŚâ
At this point, he recalled that the Dark Demonic Wolf mightâve been a former âcolleagueâ of the Evernight Goddess. âTheyâ likely knew plenty about each other as he quickly added, ââŚI wonder if you can give me some hintsâŚâ
He didnât wait for a response. Instead, he maintained a calm attitude and continued, ââŚAfter this matter is completed, I plan on heading all the way east to see if I can reach the Western Continent and see what state that place is in. Iâll take this opportunity to escape Amonâs pursuit and find other possibilitiesâŚâ
After praying, he tapped his chest four times in a clockwise fashion and whispered, âPraise the Lady.â
Just as he finished speaking, a dark night sky with countless stars suddenly appeared in front of him. A message unknowingly appeared in his mind.
It was information regarding Black Demonic Wolf, Kotar.
ââŚâ Klein was stunned for a moment. Only when the starry sky before him completely disappeared did he return to his senses. He sincerely praised the Goddess once again.
After leaving Saint Samuel Cathedral he used Creeping Hunger and another âTeleportationâ to arrive near the Holy Wind Cathedral located in Cherwood Borough.
He wanted to pray to the Lord of Storms.
He looked up at the towering steeple and felt some momentary hesitation. He really wasnât sure if he should enter the headquarters of the Church of the Lord of Storms in Backlund.
Iâm just a Historical Void projection. Thereâs nothing to be afraid about⌠I wonât suffer any losses from praying, but what if the Lord of Storms hears about the Amon situation and decides to bestow 0-32 to me? That way, I wonât have to risk hunting the Dark Demonic Wolf⌠A person should always be hopeful! After some thought, he finally made up his mind.
He carefully raised his hand and summoned Enuni, the one who had yet to be parasitized by Amon, from the Historical Void to walk into the Holy Wind Cathedral in his own form.
A minute or two later, a dark cloud suddenly appeared above Backlund. There seemed to be a flash of silver lightning in the Holy Wind Cathedral, but no one noticed it.