Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 156 Klein, You Don’t Want to…

"Who gave this to you?!"

A terrifying aura that made people shudder with fear filled the small body of Raft Pound, along with negative emotions that were so extreme that they almost solidified into substance. It gradually spread throughout the entire church, quickly becoming thicker and denser like fog. The cold and terrifying aura was like a continuous mountain range, pressing down on his head.

And when looking into his blood-stained eyes, one feels as if being in a sea of ​​blood and corpses!

Klein clenched his teeth. The other party's cold and powerful negative emotions turned into thousands of needles, which were constantly corroding his mind like mumbling and pollution, making his spirit like a lonely boat on the stormy sea, which could be overturned by the surging waves at any time and sink to the bottom of the sea.

At this moment, his mind was completely in a mess, not a single normal thought came to his mind.

But at this moment, Klein clearly realized that even though the evil spirit that possessed Raft Pound had been dead for who knows how many years, its essence was still a high-level mythical creature! Moreover, it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary saint, and was at least an angel above Sequence 2!
Because he had only felt this similar feeling when he was divining the Eternal Sun above the gray fog!
Now without the protection of the gray fog, this feeling would only be more direct. He even had to be thankful that the other party had been dead for at least a thousand years, otherwise he would have been out of control due to the pollution! Because this was the rule he had summed up a long time ago - do not look directly at God!

Fortunately, the pollution brought by the nature of the high-level creatures did not last long. In just a few seconds, the negative emotions that almost filled the entire church disappeared. Raft Pound still stood in front of them with an expressionless face, his eyes bloodshot.

Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously glanced at Miss Sharon beside him. Her face had always been pale, but now it was even paler than before. Even her figure seemed a little unreal. Her condition was even worse than his.

Luft Pound said in a cold voice:

"Answer my question, where did you get that thing?"

Klein, who finally recovered, gasped for breath and pretended to be out of breath and unable to continue. He did not answer the other party's question immediately. After finally regaining his clarity, his brain, which still felt tingling, did not have time to rest and began to think about his current situation non-stop.

"The other party is essentially a high-level mythical creature, but he has been dead for many years. In addition, he is still bound by the seal, so he cannot maintain his influence for a long time. He should have wanted to have a good talk with us at the beginning, or perhaps he wanted to lure us to help him unlock the seal."

"But after seeing this string of crosses, he suddenly went crazy and his mind became extremely unstable. There is no doubt that he and the original owner of this string of crosses must be enemies..."

Klein quickly sorted out all the clues he had. Under the bloodshot gaze of the evil spirit, before he got impatient, he took a deep breath and said:
"This is a trophy I took from someone else."

As expected, Raft Pound asked:
"Who is he? Which faction does he belong to?"

Klein quickly said, "Viscount Stratford, belongs to the Loen royal family."

"The Royal Family of Loen?"

Luft Pound sneered, "What kind of shameless conspiracy is that paranoid planning?"

Although his tone was still cold, the blood red in Raft Pound's eyes gradually faded. Although his eyes were still bloodshot and looked extremely scary, at least they were not like before. Even just looking at each other was tainted in a way that ordinary people could not bear.

"The bet was right!"

Klein watched the evil spirit's changes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Paranoia, conspiracy... It seems that this evil spirit was murdered by the "paranoid" he mentioned before, and was eventually sealed in this underground ruins for thousands of years. As for the identity of the paranoid, Klein also speculated that he was most likely the organizer of the Twilight Hermits.

This was consistent with the intelligence he knew - the Twilight Hermits had been secretly interfering with the progress of history, making it suit their own needs, so as to achieve their goals at a certain point. If the trend of the times was not as they expected, they would try their best to reverse this trend.

The evil spirit in front of him was probably killed because he hindered the trend of the times that the Twilight Hermits wanted thousands of years ago. This is the same as the assassinated Duke Negan, but the rank of this evil spirit is much higher than Duke Negan. He originally wanted to use the power of this glorious cross to fight against the evil spirit, but he was almost killed by it...

Raft Pound's emotions stabilized a little, and he changed from his previous madness. Instead, he sighed and said:

"Don't be nervous. I am just an innocent person who was killed because of Alistair Tudor's ambition. Because of the restraints of the corpse, I was trapped in that underground ruins for nearly or more than two thousand years. As you can see, the person who murdered me was that paranoid, so I was so extreme just now."

"However, since you are not the paranoid person, there is room for us to cooperate."

"What do you want to do?" Klein asked directly.

"I hope you can help me get out of this mess and let me be a free spirit. I swear, I will not go after innocent people."

Raft Pound looked at Sharon with bloodshot eyes:

"You should be a resentful soul of the alien path. The next step is to become a demigod. I don't know if you have the magic formula for the puppet, but I can help you obtain it and even become a part of your ritual. This is the reward I promised."

The evil spirit turned and looked at Klein:

"You also have a reward. It is an item that can be called magical and precious. Because of some kind of attraction, its holder came to the underground palace and died beside the descendants of Tudor. This is what it looks like."

As he spoke, the evil spirit spread out his palms, allowing the crimson moonlight to condense into a picture.

Inside the picture, there is a normal-sized tarot card, and the image on it is completely different from other types. The person sitting in the chariot is not a king, but a male priest in a crimson robe.

The priest looked exactly like Roselle Gustav!

Klein's gaze moved instantly, and he saw the starlight in the upper left corner condense into a line of text:
"Sequence 0: Red Priest."

The evil spirit stared at Klein with a terrifying smile on his face:

"Besides, if you let me go, I might be able to help you create some trouble for that paranoid idiot! Believe me, we have a common interest in this matter!"

"After all, you don't want to see His plan succeed, right?"
-
In the West District, inside a brightly lit villa-style house.

Emlyn White picked up the glass of scarlet liquid and drank from it hungrily.

At this moment, the host of tonight's banquet, Casimi Odra, came over with a glass of wine and asked with a smile:
"Do you like our wine tonight?"

“Of course, its owner is young enough and has good vitality.” Emlyn straightened his back and assumed a noble posture.

Judging from his appearance, Cassimy Odra was a very elegant middle-aged gentleman, but Emlyn knew that he was over two hundred years old. He had once witnessed Intis under the rule of Emperor Roselle, but later moved to Loen because he had "lived" too long and was afraid that his neighbors would find something wrong.

Hearing Emlyn's praise, he smiled and said:
"Yes, its owner is a young girl who was stabbed by a thief and nearly lost her life. Fortunately, she met me, and this is the necessary price she paid for her recovery... By the way, my grandfather wants to see you."

"Your grandfather?" Emlyn was stunned at first, then he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Lord Nibais?"

After walking down the stairs to the underground area, Emlyn White passed through several secret doors and entered a spacious gray hall. In the center of the hall stood a heavy coffin made of black iron, with many symbolic symbols and magical signs engraved on it.

After Casimi Odra reported, a deep and old voice slowly came out from the coffin:

"Emlyn White, do you know why I summoned you?"

"Respected Lord Nibais, I think you are going to help me get rid of the psychological suggestion." Emlyn responded without hesitation.

The underground hall fell silent for a short while. After several seconds, Nibais Odra, who was lying in the coffin, laughed:
"This is one of the purposes, but it is not for me to help you. I just woke up from a long dream because I received the revelation from the ancestor."

“The First Ancestor, He has revived?” The one who exclaimed in surprise was not Emlyn, but Casimi Odra.

Nibais ignored his grandson's questions and surprise, and said in a deep voice:

"Emlyn White, I have something to give you now."

"Please speak." Emlyn said respectfully.

Nibais Odra said in a serious tone:
"The end of the world is near. Only the flame and the fool can save the world! So, you must find a chance to pray to the fool."

"Huh?" Emlyn suspected that he had heard it wrong.
-
In the Hall family's luxurious villa in Queens.

Not long after dinner, Audrey hurriedly took Yu Jin upstairs. Because the evening dress customized for Yu Jin had been delivered to the villa, and seeing that the New Year's Eve party was approaching, Audrey needed to hurry up and "fix" Yu Jin's makeup.

"Well, they all look good. Which one do you like better, Yu Jin?"

Audrey sat on the cushioned chair, looking at Ember, who was wearing a brand new dress, and asked uncertainly.

The tailor designed three dresses for Yu Jin, and Audrey thought they were all excellent. But after all, it was Yu Jin who wanted to wear them, so she had to ask for his opinion.

Yu Jin hesitated for two seconds, and instead of saying directly that he felt there was no difference, he said tactfully:
"It's all right. I trust your judgment. The only problem is..."

When Audrey heard the first half of the sentence, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of pride, but when she heard the second half, she looked puzzled.

Yu Jin pulled his tie uncomfortably and said:
"Is it true that we can't pick this thing?" "No!"

"Ok."

Yu Jin shrugged and didn't insist.

"Really."

Audrey looked at Yu Jin's uncomfortable expression and sighed, "Haven't you ever been to a banquet before? Tying a bow tie is basic etiquette!"

Ember asked in confusion: "But didn't you make any requests when you attended Viscount Slytherin's banquets a few times before?"

"Slytherin?"

Audrey was stunned for a long time before she finally realized who Yu Jin was talking about. She opened her mouth and said helplessly, "That's Viscount Greylint! Don't you even remember his name?"

"Almost." Yu Jin said casually without changing his tone, "It's enough to know who it is."

"Grelint will cry."

Audrey complained, and then continued, "Besides, the salons that Grallint had held before were only salons, and not all the attendees were nobles, so it couldn't be considered a formal dinner. Plus, Grallint is more casual, and there are no formal requirements for dress. What's more, he wants you to help collect potion formulas, so he won't blame you for not dressing formally enough.

"And this time we are going to attend the New Year's Eve party, and almost all the attendees are nobles! The clothes must not have any flaws, otherwise why would we specially order these dresses?"

"Okay, you convinced me."

Yu Jin interrupted Audrey and said seriously, "Then let's wear this suit. But even if you can't take off the bow tie, it can be tied loosely when the time comes, right?"

Audrey opened her mouth, but finally gave up and said helplessly:
"Okay, but only a little bit."

"Wang Wang~"

Just then, there was a sudden sound of a dog barking outside the door.

"It's Susie."

Audrey's expression changed slightly. She deliberately left Susie downstairs before going upstairs. Now Susie suddenly came up perhaps because of something urgent.

Thinking of this, Audrey quickly walked to the door and gently opened it.

"Crack!"

The golden retriever Susie walked into the house, squatted there calmly, and whimpered, shaking the air around her:
"Audrey, Alfred is back."

"When?"

Audrey showed a somewhat surprised expression, but soon realized something was wrong and frowned, "Did you hear it from Dad and the others? Why didn't he tell me directly?"

Isn't it a good thing that Alfred is back? Why can't you just tell her?

Susie explained:
"Alfred sent a telegram a week ago saying he would be back in Backlund in a few days, but there has been no reply since then. Earl Hall originally thought that Alfred was delayed because of an urgent mission, but he used his connections to look through the military transfer order during the day and confirmed that Alfred had returned to Backlund three days ago."

Audrey's pretty face changed color slightly, and she finally understood why Count Hall didn't tell her directly - Alfred had obviously returned to Backlund, but let alone going home to visit, he didn't even send a telegram. It was really hard not to suspect that he had encountered some kind of accident!
Yu Jin hesitated for two seconds and asked:

"Did Earl Hall find out anything?"

"Have."

Susie nodded and said seriously:
"Earl Hall asked the Prime Minister to conduct an investigation, but according to the intelligence the Prime Minister received, Alfred's transfer order was directly handled by the royal family, and even he did not have the authority to review the specific information."

"Related to the royal family?"

Audrey pursed her lips slightly, with a bad feeling in her heart.

Perhaps because Yu Jin was about to attack the royal family, she was very sensitive to anything related to the royal family and had a very bad impression of them. She even subconsciously suspected that there was something wrong with Yu Jin's plan, but she quickly denied this speculation.

Because Yu Jin only told her about this plan, it was impossible for it to be leaked. And if it was leaked, they would be the ones in trouble, not just Alfred who was still serving in the southern continent.

Based on these speculations, it is easy to draw a conclusion:

"Does this have anything to do with the content of the transfer order itself?"

Audrey immediately had the answer in her mind, but this made her even more confused:
"What special mission does the royal family need Alfred to complete? But why him?"

Yu Jin suddenly asked:

"Would you like me to help investigate?"

Audrey hesitated for a moment and shook her head gently:

"No, not yet."

She knew Yu Jin very well. If he took action, things would definitely get out of hand, because Yu Jin would usually just flip the table. But it shouldn't have come to that point yet. The royal family's purpose of looking for Alfred might not be a bad thing.

"Wait for two more days."

Audrey hesitated for a moment and said softly, "If it's really not a bad thing, there should be news in the next two days."

"Earl Hall thinks so too."

Susie wagged her tail and explained seriously, "He said he has already investigated these things. The royal family will definitely know about it. They should send someone to contact him in the next two days."
-
Klein and Sharon quietly left Williams Street and walked around to another block in the silent darkness.

When Klein boarded the rental carriage, Sharon appeared and sat opposite him.

She stared at Klein without blinking and asked in a disembodied voice:
"Will you help it break the seal?"

“No.” Klein answered without hesitation, and then asked, “What about you?”

Sharon shook her head, indicating that she would not do so either.

Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:
"It has been dead for two thousand years. Now it is just a remnant of evil spirits. Dispersing or returning to the spirit world is the end it deserves. My idea is to wait until we have a High Sequence, and then work together to eliminate it and give it true relief."

Although the "Red Priest" card, the secret history of the Fourth Epoch, and the rewards promised by the evil spirit were all very tempting, Klein did not trust it at all! The evil spirit and the Twilight Hermits might indeed be enemies. After all, his death must have something to do with this organization. And Klein and the Twilight Hermits were now standing on opposite sides. It seemed that both sides had common enemies and common interests.

But many times, the enemy of my enemy may not be my friend!

Klein had a hunch that if they really helped the evil spirit escape, He would attack them immediately!
Sharon said "hmm" and gave the necessary response.

Klein thought for a moment and asked:
"Is the Sequence 4 corresponding to the Wraith really a puppet?"

Sharon nodded.

"Do you have any potion formulas or extraordinary materials?" Klein asked thoughtfully.

Sharon shook her head.

Klein asked tentatively:

"I have a friend who might be able to get the puppet's potion formula."

"Besides, he has high-sequence strength. Perhaps next time we can invite him to explore this underground ruins together."

Miss Sharon looked up at Klein and nodded slightly after a long moment.

(End of this chapter)