Upon hearing Kleinās question, the infant wrapped in silver silk raised his fleshy arms and threw them up.
āI canāt do anything about it either. Iām still in my motherās womb!
āAlthough you can no longer write on that paper crane, it can still help me locate you. If thereās anything, I will inform you!ā
Klein had already expected such an answer from Will Auceptin. He maintained his smile and explained, āThat paper crane is already damaged. I think it will have problems locating my position.ā
Following that, he gave his suggestion:
āPerhaps we can do this, you can summon my messenger when youāre born to write to me.ā
He wasnāt too worried that Will Auceptinās birth would result in anything abnormal, causing the Snake of Fate to have to change locations while in a babyās body. That would prevent him from contacting him again.
Inside the black pram, Will Auceptin gaped his mouth before closing it again, momentarily not giving an answer.
After a few seconds, the infantās mouth curled and said, āDo you think thatās realistic?
āNot only are you getting a newborn to write a letter to you, he still needs to hold a ritual and summon a messenger?ā
Klein chuckled and said, āBut youāre a Snake of Fate.ā
āThe laws of nature still need to be respected!ā Will Auceptin threw down āHisā arms and smacked the cushion beside him.
This infant thought for a moment and said, āLetās do this. Get someone to watch this area. Once they realize an infant is born, they can immediately inform you.ā
Kleinās eyes darted about for a while before saying, āThat works.ā
On this matter, he had many people he could get help from. He could hire a gangster through Sharron and inform him via his messenger, or he could get the usually free Emlyn White to do it. He could also hire bounty hunter, Miss Xio, letting Miss Magician be responsible for informing The World Gehrman Sparrow of the developments. He could also get Arrodes to take note of the surroundings and report to him through a one-way communication method.
However, that fellow, Emlynās nose is very sharp. I wonder if he will smell the placenta blood and be able to identify what it truly is⦠If thatās the case, it might result in him suffering the impact of seeing a Mythical Creature. His intelligence will drop and he will turn mentally unsound to the point of his body mutating⦠Klein hurriedly asked before Will Auceptinās pram retreated into the shadows, āI have a, hmmāteacher who I havenāt been in contact for a while. Can you help me read his current fate?
āHis name is Azik Eggers.ā
As Mr. Azik hadnāt replied yet, Klein couldnāt help but feel worried. Back when he used the copper whistle to do a divination above the gray fog, all he saw was a silent and deep darkness. He heard a dragged out and distant breathing, making it impossible for him to interpret what the dream meant.
Will Auceptin sucked at his thumb and said, āHeās in a state of metamorphosis. It might be good, but it might also be bad. Thatās all that can be seen because that teacher of yours has something special on him.ā
Something special? Something directly derived from Deathās godhood? Metamorphosis? This is referring to Mr. Azikās recovery of more memories, so heās in a slumber to recover his corresponding strength? Klein thought as he bowed.
āThank you for your answer.ā
Will Auceptin turned his head and looked to the side.
Klein thought and gave a warning.
āBased on what I know, Blasphemer Amon is here in Backlund. Of course, itās most likely an avatar.ā
Will Auceptin was taken aback for a moment before chuckling.
āItās a bane for you, but a boon for me. Amon and Ouroboros are absolute enemiesāNo, a more accurate description is that āHeā hates the True Creator. Amon is often thinking of means to pull āHimā down from āHisā throne as a god, while Ouroboros is loyal to that evil god.ā
After saying that, the black pram retreated into the shadows as everything was restored to normal.
Amon hates the True Creator? Iām increasingly convinced that the True Creator was one of the participants in the sharing of the ancient sun god. āHeā is the black infant in the middle of the Storm Angel, White Angel, and Wisdom Angel⦠Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He took two steps forward, turned on the tap, and washed his hands.
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In the evening at the East Balam Military Veterans Mess.
Klein didnāt immediately meet the long-faced Colonel Calvin. After he placed the briefcase with ten thousand pounds into a heavy safe-deposit box, he followed Macht to have a buffet meal at this high-end club.
The dishes here mainly served Southern Continent cuisine. There was cream bread made from tapioca flour; ice-cream dripped in the berry juice of a lilac tree; assorted seafood broth with coconut milk and palm butter; cow innards that was cooked with pepper, tomatoes, and onions; Haagenti seared roasted meat; broth made from Paz Valleyās delights; as well as steak and roasted squid.
Compared to other places, the ingredients used here were rather high-end. The flavors were also in authentic Southern Continent styles, leaving Klein rather satisfied. If not for his need to maintain his image, he felt that eating a mouthful of seared roasted meat and having a mouthful of ice-cream would be an excellent feeling.
Indeed, I prefer food that has stronger flavors⦠The thing that satisfied me the most today was that aperitif. If Member of Parliament Macht hadnāt mentioned it in passing, I wouldāve thought that it was a lightly-flavored fruit juice⦠The pale gold liquid with two lemons soaked in it and a few pieces of ice makes it sweet but a little sour. Thereās no alcoholic taste to it, and itās refreshing. It instantly just draws away the heat from the body⦠Klein placed his napkin on the plate as he recounted the feelings he just had.
At this moment, Macht returned from the washroom. He smiled as he bent down and whispered into Dwayne DantĆØsās ear, āSame room as before.ā
āAlright.ā Klein got up, went to the room with the safe-deposit box, and took out the small leather briefcase with 10,000 pounds before heading over to the activity room where he had previously met Colonel Calvin twice.
Calvin, with his long face, was already waiting inside. When he caught sight of the briefcase in Dwayne DantĆØsās hand, he got up with a smile.
āYou really are a gentleman of action.
āI like such attitudes when handling matters.ā
As he spoke, he extended his right hand and shook Dwayne DantĆØsās hand.
Klein then handed the briefcase to him and said with a humble smile, āAs a merchant, if one isnāt decisive and fast when facing an opportunity to make money, that means that they arenāt suitable for this occupation.ā
Calvin sat back down and opened the briefcase in front of Dwayne DantĆØs and Macht. He roughly counted the neat stacks of cash.
He quickly completed the confirmation check, closed the briefcase, and looked up at Dwayne DantĆØs.
āWhat other thoughts do you have towards the exact details of the transaction?ā
Klein deliberately wore a look as though he was organizing his words. After a few seconds, he said, āIām planning on heading to the Southern Continent soon, to West Balam.ā
Seeing Calvin and Macht show signs of surprise, he added, āI have some matters that arenāt convenient to do while bringing plenty of firearms. And to make the transaction go smoothly, some advanced preparations are required.
āHeh heh, I have to put enough importance on this matter. Itās a business worth tens of thousands of pounds.
āIām thinking of first heading to West Balam to contact clients who have such needs, and to clear out any obvious obstacles. At an agreed-upon time, Iāll contact you via telegraph and head to East Balamās border to retrieve the goods.ā
Calvin pondered for a moment and said, āYou can send me a telegram after 20th June. Iāll give you the details later. In short, after I receive the telegram, Iāll inform the officer there and get them to pass the countersign and password to the designated personnel for them to head to the warehouse.
āHmm⦠Will you need any auxiliary personnel for protection during this time? When do you plan on leaving?ā
I only wish to find a place to hide in West Balam where thereās no Rose School of Thought. The rest can be left to Danitz⦠When do I leave? I obviously wish to leave today and arrive there today, but that will incur suspicion⦠Klein considered for two seconds and said, āThereās no need for any security for the time being. In certain places in the Southern Continent, having such auxiliary personnel is the main cause for causing conflict. Donāt worry, I have plenty of friends in West Balam. Without bringing anything of value, my safety can be guaranteed.
āAs for when Iām leaving, my answer is as soon as possible.ā
Calvin thought for nearly a minute before slowly nodding.
āIāll send someone to receive you after dinner tomorrow. The military will have an airship that needs to send goods and personnel to Desi bay. And itās just a short distance to the Southern Continent via ship from there. If everything goes smoothly, it will just take two to three days. Even if thereās a storm on the way, requiring a detour of the sea route, it will still take a maximum of a week.ā
āThank you.ā Klein sincerely stood up and bowed.
From his point of view, leaving Backlund with the military was safe enough. He wouldnāt be made a target of suspicion.
After discussing some details, Klein got up and bade farewell and returned to the foyer in preparation to leave.
In the foyer, beside the dining table, there were nearly ten military-clad or casually-dressed men holding a cup of wine gathered. They were chatting and laughing about the recent rumors.
When Klein swept his gaze over, he suddenly found a figure somewhat familiar.
The man was more than 1.85 meters tall but less than 1.9 meters. He had rather long arms, and his feet were faced outwards to a certain degree. His shoulders were abnormally broad, causing his black suit to appear rather tight.
This⦠Kleinās mind raced as his nerves tensed up. He had already recalled the source of the familiarity.
It was the demigod that met Crazy Captain Connors that night!
He was the demigod suspected to be working for a particular faction of the royal family, one who was supervising the human trafficking!
Although this High-Sequence Beyonder was previously wearing a black hood that interfered with divination, preventing his appearance from being exposed, Klein remembered the traits of his body.