prynovel Chapter 359 Speculation
Chapter 359 Speculation
Chapter 359 Speculation
Emlyn, the "Moon," fell into deep thought. The vampires were an extraordinary race with considerable combat abilities. Even adult vampires were Sequence 7 extraordinary individuals skilled in combat.
However, he himself is just an ordinary vampire with some hobbies and is not good at fighting.
The fiercest battle he ever experienced was when he was imprisoned in the basement of the Harvest Church by Father Utravsky.
...Moreover, in a place like Backlund, it's not easy to find wanted criminals. Those with high bounties are hard to find, while those with low bounties are too troublesome and don't yield much reward.
Are we really going to go out to sea to hunt pirates?
No, that would be too troublesome, and there are strong individuals among the pirates as well.
Noticing Emlyn's conflicted expression, Cyril chuckled and said, "I can offer a loan; a Sequence 6 potions professor is still a worthwhile investment."
He paused briefly, his gaze sweeping over the people on either side of the weathered table, before adding, "The potions concocted by the 'Potion Professor' are like magical items without any extraordinary properties; they just have a limited shelf life."
"For them, even if it's a terminal illness, it's not difficult to cure."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Miss Justice sit up a little straighter. Although her blurry figure made it impossible to see her expression, Sirion had already imagined that her eyes had lit up.
Audrey glanced at Emlyn, the "Moon," across from her, her mind racing: "Potions Professor"? That sounds like an even more powerful and skilled "Pharmacist."
If there is a "Potion Professor" at a Tarot meeting, it means that we, and those around us, will no longer be troubled by illness.
Although the Earl's mansion has professional nutritionists and doctors, my father and mother are just ordinary people, and illness is inevitable. If it were the kind of smog and plague caused by extraordinary abilities like before, ordinary doctors would be limited in their abilities. But if there were a "Potion Professor", it would be different.
The head of the table, "The Fool" Klein, was also lost in thought because of what Sirion had just said.
...A potion with effects similar to magical items, that sounds like an all-around support.
With the All-Black Eye left by Rosago, I don't have much financial need to advance to Sequence 5. Giving Mr. "Moon" some help and training a "Potion Professor" who can provide potion support at any time seems like a good idea.
Composing himself, he manipulated the "world" at the bottom of the list to move its body.
Then "World" and "Justice" spoke almost simultaneously: "I can also provide loan services."
Umlin looked at the group whose attitude towards him had suddenly become more enthusiastic and was momentarily confused. Then he turned to look at Cyril and couldn't help but think to himself:
How come this guy knows more about vampires than I, a vampire myself?
After letting his thoughts wander for a while, he pondered and said, "I'll think about it."
With Emlin's discussion on how to make money coming to an end, today's tarot reading will move into a free discussion session.
"Justice," Audrey opened her mouth, but then remembered that she had just returned to East Chestershire and had no news to share, so she silently closed it again.
"The Magician" Fors reflected on the past week in Backlund and finally shared something her friend Hugh had told her.
"With the influx of migrants, the eastern district, dock area, and factory area, which were most affected by the heavy smog, have returned to their previous state."
"Furthermore, some cults seem to be targeting the lower classes as well, but the authorities have taken note and will likely take action."
Cyril leaned back in his chair, shook his head slightly, and chuckled, "Ha, this is the inevitability of history, the surging tide of the steam age."
"The official response is destined to have little practical effect unless they can genuinely change the living conditions of the lower classes; otherwise, all their efforts will be in vain."
As Emperor Roselle famously said, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
When he mentioned the tides of the times, Klein couldn't help but frown.
Has spending too much time with the Twilight Hermits caused your beliefs to align with theirs?
However, this is indeed inevitable. Even if the kingdom can do better, it cannot overcome the greed of human nature, and everything will eventually slide into a worse direction.
As for the seven gods, with their divine vision and knowledge, they could not have failed to foresee this scene, but they seemed to have no intention of intervening.
After thinking for a moment, he manipulated the "world" and said, "Some people are beyond redemption, but others are trying their best to change and save this world."
"The tide of the times is hard to stop, but we can change a bad outcome into a not-so-bad one."
He paused, then looked at Sirion and said slowly but solemnly, "Sometimes, those who remain silent are also perpetrators."
"Are you reminding me?" Sirion raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "Of course I know, but sometimes knowing doesn't mean you can do it."
"The World" returned to its somber and reserved state, and didn't respond... The seemingly unrelated words I had just spoken had already contradicted the persona I had established for "The World".
"The Magician" Fors stared in astonishment at the scene, somewhat confused as to how something he had casually mentioned had turned into a debate between "Mr. World" and "Mr. Destiny".
Alger, the "Hanged Man," looked at the "world" with a thoughtful expression.
"The World" is a follower of Mr. "The Fool," and his words, to a certain extent, represent Mr. "The Fool's" will.
If this is truly Mr. Fool's wish, then... I also need to make some changes.
"Justice" Audrey propped her head up, pondering the conversation between "The World" and "Fate" when she suddenly noticed that "The Hanged Man" Alger was staring intently at "The World."
A flash of inspiration seemed to pass through her mind, and she vaguely felt that she had grasped something, but it was as if there was a thin film between her and the information, making it difficult to see clearly.
After a brief silence, Alger the Hanged Man shared some recent events at sea: "There are rumors that Vice Admiral Iceberg has found the key to Death's Treasure, and many pirates are eyeing it, including Admiral Señor the Blood."
"Blood Admiral" and his men ambushed Danitz, the fourth boatswain of the "Golden Dream," in Bayam, but were instead killed by Danitz and his recruits.
After a brief pause, his gaze swept over "The World" and Cyril, and he sighed, "There will never be another 'Blood Admiral' Señor on the seas again."
"However, there are rumors that the Blood Admiral Señor is backed by the Rose School, a secret force from the Southern Continent, and that someone might take over his pirate crew later."
"The key to Death's treasure?" Audrey's eyes lit up, and she asked with great curiosity, "Is it true?"
Alger calmly shook his head: "I don't know."
He had barely finished speaking when Cyril said quietly, "It's fake."
"It's fake..." Audrey sighed with some regret. She was very interested in adventure and treasure, and thought she would hear some interesting rumors again.
At the head of the long, weathered table, Klein silently shook his head.
He was speechless when he thought of the giant key that "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina had shown in Danitz's dream, which could be wielded as a weapon.
...What kind of person could possibly connect such a huge key with the treasure of the Grim Reaper? There's no custom of giant object worship in the Southern Continent.
Moreover, the key was not made of bronze or gold, which did not suit the preferences of the Southern Continent at all.
Indeed, even being a pirate requires a certain level of knowledge; otherwise, one wouldn't even be able to recognize whether a key is for a treasure or not.
After a pause, he spoke through his alternate account, "The World": "Even if there really is a treasure of the Grim Reaper, and a key exists, that so-called key is more like a name, a concept, rather than a real key."
"Given the customs and habits of the Southern Continent, it is more likely that the so-called key would be forged into something like a mask or a skull, and the material would probably be bronze or gold."
"Justice," Audrey nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly a question occurred to her, and she quickly asked, "Mr. 'World,' have you seen the key in 'General Iceberg's' hand?"
"World" nodded slightly.
Audrey's breath hitched slightly as the thoughts that had been flashing through her mind suddenly connected.
Mr. World had seen the key to the so-called Death's Treasure in the hands of "Lieutenant General Iceberg".
"Flame" Danitz, the fourth boatswain under "Iceberg Admiral", found a mysterious helper and killed "Blood Admiral" Señor and others who were lying in ambush on him.
Mr. "The Hanged Man" suddenly became very interested in Mr. "The World".
Could it be that the helper "Flame" Danitz found by Mr. "The Hanged Man" is actually Mr. "The World"?
Perhaps there's also Mr. "Fate".
Mr. World should be around Sequence 6, and the fourth boatswain under Vice Admiral Iceberg, Danitz "Flame", is probably between Sequence 6 and Sequence 7, or more likely Sequence 7.
It would be quite difficult for the two of them to deal with, or even kill, "Blood General" and his men.
If that's not enough to explain Mr. Hanged Man's interest in Mr. World, something else must have happened.
Could it be that Mr. Hanged Man discovered Mr. World's extraordinary true identity, which is why he is paying so much attention to Mr. World?
After pondering for a while, still without a clue, she turned her gaze to the "Fool" at the head of the table, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind:
Perhaps Mr. World's true identity is related to Mr. Fool.
Startled by the sudden thought that popped into her head, Audrey instinctively sat up straight, but her gaze kept drifting back and forth between Mr. Fool at the head of the table and Mr. World at the bottom.
Afterwards, "The Sun" Derrick shared some recent events in Silver City, and "The World" shared his thoughts on the origin of the key to the Grim Reaper's treasure in the hands of "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina.
Until the "Fool" at the very top signaled the end of today's gathering, beams of deep red and ethereal light rose from both sides of the mottled long table.
Cyril glanced around at the empty surroundings, then looked at the head of the weathered long table: "You found the ruins where Kavituwa was hiding?"
Klein, having dissipated the gray mist surrounding him, nodded slightly: "'Red Light' El Moria has given me the coordinates of the spirit world corresponding to that ruin."
"Once the sea god Kavituwa has completely perished, he will notify me immediately and teleport me there through the spirit world."
Cyril raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, and asked, "You didn't have Him directly help you take care of Kavituwa?"
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"Klein shook his head slightly: "The ruins themselves are not within the spirit realm, so the 'red light' cannot act across the spirit realm unless I set up a descent ritual within the ruins."
"A fallen sea god doesn't need all this trouble, and if 'Red Light' really makes a move, how are we going to divide the spoils?"
"That's true." After nodding slightly, he asked, "What do you need me to do?"
Klein stated bluntly, "Why don't you record the scene of the Sea God's fall? It should help you digest the Recorder's potion."
"If needed, I can have 'Red Light' send us there ahead of time, but 'Sea God,' who hasn't completely perished yet, is extremely dangerous for us."
Sirion nodded immediately: "Of course."
That evening, after eating dinner that Danitz had bought from outside, Cyril and Klein tacitly returned to their respective homes.
My own bedroom.
After Klein set up a spiritual wall in the room, he revealed his spirit by calling to himself and responding to himself.
The chivalrous thief known as the "Black Emperor," dressed in full black armor, wearing a crown, and draped in a matching cloak, appeared in the room.
His body seemed to pass through the wall as if in a dream, and he appeared in the room next door, Sirion's.
The next second, he saw crystals floating around Sirion, transparent to the point of being almost illusory, a crystal ball containing only a blue eye, and an illusory core intertwined with red and black.
Everything shimmered with a rich and dazzling spiritual light, which was even somewhat dazzling from the perspective of the spiritual vision inherent in the spiritual state.
Especially the illusory core intertwined with red (flames) and black (metal), the aura emanating from it caused his spirit to feel an illusory burning sensation.
This is something at the demigod level, and it may even belong to Sequence 3!
No wonder this guy was so arrogant after setting sail, carrying two level 1 sealed items with him. I would have been arrogant too.
"Is this the true essence of a clandestine organization?"
"No, these are all my own things."
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That would be better than the Twilight Hermits' Society; at least I'd feel a bit more at peace with that.
We're all wild extraordinary beings, so why do you have neither a lack of money nor magical items?
While Klein remained silent, Sirion reached out and grasped the crystal, which was so transparent it was almost ethereal.
The transparent, ethereal crystal suddenly burst forth with dazzling starlight, weaving a phantom door through the room.
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