Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

In the corner of the Harvest Church prayer hall, as soon as Emlyn sat down, he couldn't wait to lower his voice and said:

"Do you know 'The Fool'?"

"In recent times, many people in Backlund have been looking for the Fool who is his believer and favored one."

Renekton looked at Emlyn for a while, wanting to laugh, and then slowly said:

"I'm not a bounty hunter, so I don't know much about Backlund."

"However, I do know something about the 'Fool'. What? Your vampire family won't help you solve the problem of psychological suggestion. Are you going to try praying to the Fool yourself?"

"I" Emlyn fell silent, and after a while he said hesitantly:

"I'm not that stupid to pray to an unknown evil god. What's the difference between that and committing suicide? Is it a more ugly death?"

"This is the revelation from the ancestor!"

"Are you sure this isn't your vampire high-level deception?"

Renekton questioned Emlyn's words.

His face suddenly became serious, he raised his chin slightly, his scarlet eyes faintly revealed a little arrogance and said:

"This is a revelation from the ancestors. No vampire dares to forge it or lie about it!"

"Also, I haven't even said anything yet, how do you know this is what the senior leaders of our vampire clan told me?"

"It's not hard to guess."

Renekton leaned back, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, and said in a calm but confident voice:

"Your ancestor has rarely responded to your prayers since the great cataclysm. Now that He has given a revelation, something big is definitely about to happen."

"Compared to those dukes and counts, you are just an ordinary vampire who is no more than a hundred years old at most. How could your ancestor give you the revelation alone?"

Emlyn swallowed. He wanted to refute that he was not an ordinary vampire, but one of the key figures in the ancestor's revelation.

This is the secret of the vampire clan and cannot be exposed easily. He gritted his teeth, comforted himself in his heart, and decided not to be as knowledgeable as the ungrateful guy in front of him.

Immediately he sighed again and asked in a rather tangled voice:

"Then you say, should I pray to the Fool?"

"Do you believe in your ancestors?"

Renekton asked rhetorically.

"Of course I believe it!" Emlyn replied without hesitation.

Oh. Renekton chuckled, and continued to say despite Emlyn's doubtful gaze:

"Then do you think that your ancestors would tell you the name of a very dangerous evil god without any concealment or instructions?"

"If He directly tells you the name of the Fool, it means that the Fool is not a very dangerous evil god."

"But... even if it's not very dangerous, it may still be dangerous!"

Emlyn frowned and said in a troubled tone.

Although he was still worried about possible dangers in his words, he was indeed shaken in his heart.

This is preparation for the end of the world. It is normal to be in danger. I am one of the keys to the revelation given by the ancestor!

"When you are running for the future of the vampire clan, your ancestor's favored one will naturally fall on you!"

Renekton's self-narrating words interrupted Emlyn's mental self-strategy.

"Ah?" Emlyn wondered: "I am already the key to the ancestor's revelation."

He suddenly fell silent, realizing that he had said too much, and wanted to cover his mouth in embarrassment.

Renekton shook his head speechlessly. This guy is so naive! The senior leaders of the vampire clan just fooled him into believing it. The key is that after believing it, he actually succeeded!

Emlyn shut up in embarrassment and leaned on the back of the chair, holding his forehead with one hand as the thoughts in his heart continued to spread.

At least, until today, I have not heard of anyone receiving a tragic experience because of praying to the "Fool". Perhaps as Lord Nibais said, "The Fool" is lawful just like praying for light in the spiritual world. Zealous hidden presence.

Emlyn raised his head to look at Renekton sitting opposite him as if in a daze, cleared his voice and said:

"Do you know what the seven pure lights in the spiritual world are? Are they really lawful and enthusiastic hidden existences?"

Although he didn’t understand why Emlyn’s topic jumped so quickly, Renekton still nodded slightly and answered:

"That's true. Together with many spiritual creatures, they established a secret organization called the Pure Light Brotherhood that specializes in teaching people knowledge."

"In a sense, they are direct subordinates of the 'Fool' you call him."

"Subordinate?" Emlyn was stunned for a moment. He wanted to refute. Aren't the seven pure lights in the spiritual world secretly existing? How could he still be someone else's subordinate?

Great beings at this level also have a subordinate relationship, just like angels and gods?

With a long sigh, Emlyn stood up, with a very forced smile on his face, and gave a slight salute to Renekton:

"Thank you for informing me. I want to go back and calm down. Maybe in the near future, I will really recite the name of the 'Fool'."

"Go home? Have you finished your work for today?" Renekton asked with raised eyebrows.

Emlyn paused in his steps and replied with gritted teeth:

"It's better if you don't speak!"

Chorwood district, house at Minsk Street 15.

The old butler of the King of Edsac, wearing a well-tailored long tuxedo, stood in front of the house at No. 15 and rang the doorbell next to him.

Soon, the door was opened by Klein from inside.

The old housekeeper took two steps forward and saluted without being arrogant or losing his status:

"Detective Moriarty, His Royal Highness is waiting for you in the carriage at the corner of the street. He would like to know the progress of the investigation."

"Okay." Klein responded calmly.

I turned back to the hall and was about to take off the hat on the coat rack when I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach, making me want to squat on the toilet.

He had no choice but to turn around and apologize to the old housekeeper helplessly:

"I'm very sorry. I need to go to the bathroom first. My stomach suddenly feels uncomfortable."

The old housekeeper responded without any unusual expression:

"This is your freedom."

About seven or eight minutes later, Klein came out of the bathroom and returned to the foyer. The old housekeeper was no longer there. Only a maid with brown natural curls was there.

Seeing Klein passing by, she saluted meticulously:

"His Royal Highness the Prince asked me to apologize to you. He still has something to do and cannot wait too long. Please go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow or the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

I've done it as quickly as possible. It's less than ten minutes. If I hold the newspaper, I can still squat for a while.

Sighing in his mind, Klein smiled and said:

"no problem."

After receiving the answer, the maid chuckled casually:

"Detective Moriarty, you and the lady missed it again."

"Ah?" Klein looked at the other party in confusion.

The maid lowered her voice and said:

"That young lady is with His Highness the Prince this time. It was she who proposed to take a detour to visit you."

Turns out, I missed it because of a stomachache? .Is this also the arrangement of 0-08? .But isn’t it the same group as the lady who killed Talim?

Queens, in a room covered with soft, thick carpet.

A held quill stopped and stopped writing.

On the notebook below it, there are many smears on the lines of words:

"The target attempted to break free, but unfortunately Detective Sherlock Moriarty left before she could get downstairs."

"The target tried to influence the surrounding maids, but the butler Finkel accidentally discovered the problem and dealt with it accordingly."

(smear)

"The target went off track and attended Talim's funeral instead of Prince Edsac. However, she quickly returned to normal and found that she could not recognize the detective Sherlock Moriarty."

"Al Tynes appeared at Talim's funeral for some reason. He tried to influence the target and inform the target of some information. However, at this time, the steam machinery next to him happened to explode, which happened to affect a passing Rose School student. Demigod, he set his sights on Al Tynes, who had just exuded spirituality."

"The target did not hear clearly what Al Tynes told her. She was quickly taken away by Prince Edsac and lost the opportunity to contact Al Tynes."

(alter)

"The target once went off track and encouraged Prince Edsac to visit Detective Sherlock Moriarty. Unfortunately, Sherlock Moriarty happened to have a stomachache and stayed in the bathroom for a while, which happened to be A time the prince cannot wait for.”

Putting down the classical quill pen in his hand, Ince Zangwill looked at the woman on the side and said in a deep voice:

"What exactly did you put in her? Breaking the limits again and again will cause big problems."

"It's just an accident. Don't worry too much. There will be no problem."

A lady with a bright and splendid appearance, wearing a plain white robe, with her hair pulled up loosely, responded with a charming smile on her face.

Then she slowly smeared various things on her face, put on clothes and jewelry with a relaxed posture, and she became more and more bright and attractive.

She casually glanced at the classical quill pen placed on the table by Ince Zangwill, and said with a smile:

"Be careful with this quill in your hand. You almost switched bodies with someone last time."

"You don't need to remind me." Ince Zangwill responded with a straight face.