Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 322 The Weakest Angel King
Backlund.

on Tuesday.

In the basement of a house in the West End, a few candles flickered with yellowish flames, illuminating the altar, chairs and round tables placed around.

At the edge of the light, in an extremely dark place, a human figure seemed to appear and disappear, sometimes shaking, sometimes stretching, a thin layer, without thickness, like a shadow that came to life.

Suddenly, the figure spoke in a low voice:

"You arrived earlier than I thought."

Next to the candle, where the fire was brightest, a figure was quickly outlined.

This is a man, wearing a rather mysterious black robe, with slightly curly brown hair, each strand of hair is hard, and deep eyes that seem to hide countless things.

He is none other than the 'Secret Saint' Butis, one of the five great saints of the Aurora Society.

Butis smiled and said:
“For me, distance is not an issue.”

He then pulled a chair and sat down, saying to the long and narrow shadow:
"Have you investigated everything? Have you found anything unusual?"

The shadow that almost merged into the darkness replied in a low voice:
"no problem."

"Really?"

Butis instinctively doubted the definite answer, "Xesma, could this be a trap?"

"The target was very cautious and definitely did not expose himself on purpose. If he had not been seeking to purchase the cursed item of the ancient vengeful spirit, we would not have been able to detect that he might have a connection with the Abraham family."

The Secret Saint Butis said as if he was thinking:
"The curse of an ancient vengeful spirit is one of the main materials for the Recorder. I remember that the Abraham family did have an extra Asman Brain... Haha, they are unwilling to directly provide the Recorder with extraordinary characteristics and hope to do some tests. This is indeed the style of the Abrahams. Simply put, they don't trust it enough."

As he spoke, the 'Secret Saint' took out a crystal ball from the hidden pocket of his black robe.

The crystal ball was neither clear nor transparent, as if it was filled with deep darkness.

As Butis stroked his hands and moved his lips, bright rays of light began to appear in this strange crystal ball.

They are like star sand, slowly rotating, forming a complex picture.

The 'Secret Saint' lowered his brows slightly and did not make any movement.

"I can accept it..." Butis glanced at the crystal ball in his right hand and nodded slightly.

He immediately looked at the 'ghost':
"Tell me more specific information."

The Secret Saint did not hide anything and said:

"There will be a gathering of Beyonders tonight, and the target may appear."

The Secret Saint Butis stood up and said to the Dark Saint Xesma:
"I have to make some preparations in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his right hand, raised it lightly, and then closed his five fingers.

The area where he was suddenly distorted and disappeared.

The candles, flames, round tables and chairs that were originally there also disappeared one after another, leaving only the floor tiles and ceiling.

After a while, shadows floated there and everything returned to normal.

The 'Secret Saint' Butis was no different from before, but the figure of the 'Dark Saint' Xesma emerged from the darkness unnoticed.

He looked at Butis and said in a deep voice:
"You are being more cautious than necessary."

"But this is not a bad thing. I hope to solve the problem without anyone noticing." Butis responded with a smile, "You can follow me too. Hide in the shadows and assist me. Don't show up directly. If you find anything unusual, leave immediately."

"...Okay." 'Dark Saint' Xesma slowly walked out of the shadows.

He looked very young, with fine features, but his face seemed to be shrouded in a vague veil of darkness.

After approaching Butis, Xesma heard faintly waves of illusory chewing, gnawing, and digestion sounds coming from nowhere, and felt some kind of undisguised malice and hunger.

This made him, a demigod, shudder.

The eyes of the 'Dark Saint' froze for a second, and he looked at Butis's face with astonishment and surprise.

Butis raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a slightly cruel smile.

A few seconds later, they left the house one after another, one using 'teleport' and the other extinguishing the candle and blending into the shadows.

Click~!

Not long after the two left, light suddenly came from above the stairs leading to the basement, and the wooden door was slowly pushed open.

Mr. A, a handsome man wearing a hooded robe, walked into the basement and looked at the extinguished candles in front of the altar with a slight gleam in his eyes.

Suddenly, Mr. A seemed to sense something and turned around vigilantly to look at the middle-aged man who was approaching quietly.

He was wearing an extremely simple white robe, his face was wrinkled but not old, he had short brown hair, and his shoulders, arms, calves and feet were all exposed, covered with various old scars.

Mr. A closed the door and asked in a normal tone:

"Snowman, what are you doing here?"

Ascetic Snowman slowly said:

“I need to pray to the Lord.”

Mr. A raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed open the basement door that had just been closed, and said with a smile:
"If you need a prayer room, I can lend it to you."

"Thank you."

Snowman thanked him sincerely and stepped into the basement.

Mr. A looked at Snowman's back with a subtle expression.

He knew that the other party was also a devout believer of the Lord, perhaps even more devout than himself.

No matter which church they are in, ascetics are the most pious group of people.

But the sequence that the other party was in made it difficult for Mr. A to understand.

Since he is an ascetic who believes in the Lord, why would he choose the 'Singer' path? Doesn't he know that the Eternal Sun Cult is their enemy?

What puzzled Mr. A even more was why the Lord gave this ascetic monk to him to take charge of?
Mr. A withdrew his gaze. No matter what the reason was, it was the Lord's decision and he didn't need to understand the reason.

Instead of thinking about these things, what he should do now is to carry out the Lord's oracle.

Mr. A turned around and walked upstairs to his room.

He took out a piece of letter paper from the drawer, took out a fountain pen and wrote:

"Everything goes well. I have prepared what you want. When will you come to pick it up?"

After looking at the short line of text, Mr. A put down his pen and folded the letter paper.

Soon, he prepared the ritual to summon the messenger, lit the candle, took a step back, and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:

"I
"I call in my name:
"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be driven, and a messenger that belongs exclusively to Gehrman Sparrow." Inside the room, the sound of wind suddenly sounded and became intense.

The candle flame expanded and turned pale, and a bright head with blond hair, red eyes and beautiful appearance emerged from it.

But behind this head was not a complete neck, but a hand pulling the hair!

But even after seeing this horrifying scene, Mr. A remained calm.

It might be very scary for ordinary people, but for Mr. A who is in the Aurora Club, it is just "that's it" at most.

Renette Tinicole, wearing a gloomy and complicated long dress, walked out quickly. The four heads in her hands turned at the same time, looking at Mr. A, and spoke one by one:

"Yes..." "You..." "Want to..." "Send a letter?"

Mr. A nodded and said respectfully:
"Yes."

Renette Tinicole held the four heads in her hands and said again:
“You…” “Need…” “Give…” “One…” “Gold coin.”

Mr. A reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold coin.

Only then did Renette Tinicole raise her two blond, red-eyed heads and bite the letter and the gold coin respectively.

Then she stepped into the void and disappeared.
-
At 160 Böklund Street, Klein received the letter, scanned the contents, and muttered to himself:

"Has the 'Secret Saint' arrived?"

He knew that there would be a deal between Ember and Aurora, and the content of the deal was the Secret Saint, the demigod of the 'apprentice' path.

Mr. A had no way to contact Yu Jin actively, and Yu Jin did not have his own messenger - although with his ability, it would be very easy for him to summon a messenger, but for some reason he had never tried to do so.

Therefore, Mr. A could only write to Klein first, and then Klein would pass the letter to Ember through The Fool.

But if Mr. A directly wrote something like "The Secret Saint has arrived" in the letter, it would be very likely that the Secret Saint would notice it - perhaps because he had once betrayed the Abraham family, this saint was very cautious and even his colleagues in the Aurora Society would be suspicious.

And there is no guarantee that such a person will not monitor Mr. A, so Mr. A chose to write the letter in this more "euphemistic" way.

Even if the Secret Saint saw it, he would most likely be confused and would just think that Mr. A was making a deal with someone.

Of course, with the Dark Saint watching, the Secret Saint is unlikely to have the opportunity to monitor Mr. A.

As an angel, it was impossible for the messenger lady to fail to notice the spying of a demigod, even if the other party was using a '0' level seal.

Double insurance is enough to minimize the risk——

Although it seems redundant, when dealing with a demigod on the apprentice path, one must be careful in everything and cannot be careless in the slightest!

Now Yu Jin already has a demigod of the 'Thief' path. If we count this 'Secret Saint', then the only thing missing is a demigod of the 'Fortune Teller' path...

The demigods of the 'Thief' and 'Apprentice' paths have all been captured, but the demigod of the 'Fortune Teller' path is still missing. Should we say that this is the path he chose? These demigods are really good at hiding!

Klein's eyes twitched slightly. He withdrew his gaze from the letter and stood up to go to the bathroom.

Calculating the time, it’s almost three o’clock in the afternoon.

Going above the gray fog now is both to inform Yu Jin and to prepare for the Tarot Club in advance.
-
Above the gray fog.

Klein sat at the head of the group, and as a crimson light lit up, Ember's figure emerged.

Klein spoke directly:

"The Secret Saint has arrived in Backlund in secret."

After he finished speaking, Klein saw Yu Jin nodded slightly, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise:
"Don't you need to take care of it?"

Ember asked back:
"Do you know where he is?"

“How would I know?” Klein spread his hands, looking somewhat helpless.

Yu Jin said calmly:
"I do not know either."

"What I have agreed with the Aurora Society is that they will use the Abraham family as bait to lure the Secret Saint to come. And when he arrives, Mr. A will find a way to notify me. During this time, the Dark Saint will find a way to stabilize the Secret Saint and tell him that there will be a Beyonder gathering that night, and the apprentices of the Abraham Family will attend."

"so……"

Klein reacted immediately and said with understanding:
"So, as long as we wait until night and attend that particular Beyonder gathering, we will definitely be able to meet the Secret Saint?"

Ember is lurking around the Secret Saint, and the Secret Saint is also lurking around Ember, so both sides will go to attend the Extraordinary gathering.

Both directions went to belong to yes.

Yu Jin thought for a moment and asked:

"Has the whereabouts of the demigod of the 'Fortune Teller' path been determined?"

Klein shook his head and sighed:
"Still no. Arrodes can locate the positions of those demigods, but they change their identities again in a very short time every time, so it is impossible to lock them."

Yu Jin was not surprised by this result, and said thoughtfully:
"Where's Zaratul?"

Klein's expression became somewhat solemn, and he said in a deep voice:
"Zaratul disappeared, and Arrodes could not see Him."

Previously, Zaratul was out of control, and his body, which had turned into a monster, had to hide in a deep church without natural light. But now, he was gone, which meant that Zaratul might have returned to normal!

A living angel, and an angel destined to be Klein's enemy, was enough to make him unable to sleep or eat.

Although Zaratul probably doesn't know of his existence, he can still get help from the unknown psychic 'Adam' who doesn't want to reveal his name.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Adam will definitely find a way to pull Zaratul into his camp. And as the price for winning over Zaratul, Adam will not mind selling some of Klein's intelligence to Zaratul.

In front of other people, Klein might still be able to pretend to be a fool.

But as a Sequence 1 angel of the Fortune Teller pathway, Zaratul knew very well that there was no real Fool in this world. In his eyes, Klein, who was now pretending to be the Fool and controlling Sefirah Castle, was at most a Sequence 2 angel.

Well, in fact, it’s even more outrageous than this. Klein doesn’t even have Sequence 4.

Yu Jin pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"If that doesn't work, then we can only find half of the 'Fool' from the Antigonus family."

"Half a Fool?"

Klein suddenly recalled the scene that had appeared in his dreams and in the images that Arrodes had shown him—

The main peak of the Honachis Mountains!
At the top of the main peak there is a collapsed and dilapidated palace with weeds and moss growing on the walls and obvious holes.

Inside the palace hall, at the top was a huge stone chair inlaid with dull gold and gems, and much of it was mottled and damaged. This didn't look like a chair prepared for humans. Countless transparent maggots huddled together, densely entangled, slowly wriggling, and growing...

There is no doubt that it is the ancestor of the Antigonus family, the half of the 'Fool' who controls the uniqueness!
For unknown reasons, the other party is now out of control, which means that He can only stay in the palace and cannot leave. Considering that Zaratul once asked Emperor Roselle to steal the Antigonus family notes from the Steam Church, Zaratul was already an angel at that time, but he had not yet reached Sequence 1.

The reason why He asked for the Antigonus family notes might be because He wanted to get the formula of the magic potion of Sequence 1 of the 'Fortune Teller' pathway from the ancestor of the Antigonus family. Even His loss of control might be related to this half 'Fool'.

To Ember, this Angel King who controls uniqueness and is half "Fool" is actually easier to deal with than those demigods who are only Sequence 4 - because "He" will not run.

(End of this chapter)