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After a moment of internal lament, Audrey straightened herself and began to ponder the recent question. The bounty, to a certain extent, also represented the official level of importance. Could it be that Queen Mystic had advanced? Was she now a Sequence 3 Saint? Or an Angel walking upon the land? Most likely the latter.
Mr. World brought up the change in Queen Mystic's bounty at this time because she was also involved in the struggle for the Paz River Valley colony? And she stood on the opposite side of Loen and Intis?
The situation in the Paz River Valley is so complicated. I previously thought it was just an event promoted by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom for better spreading their faith. Thankfully, Alfred is fine. Once the Loen high-ranking officials sign the treaty with the warlord Mesagnes today, he can return to Backlund.
The Hermit Cattleya showed no particular reaction when The World mentioned Queen Mystic. She sat in her seat, eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought.
In the Paz River Valley matter, the Queen seems to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the Moses Ascetic Order. Recently, the Hidden Sage has also undergone some changes. Among the knowledge it releases, there is a lot more living knowledge, but it is less dangerous than before, and that knowledge is no longer as chaotic and disorganized as it used to be.
Sun Derrick had been in a state of wandering. When Amon was mentioned just now, he listened a little more seriously, but now, regarding the topic of the Paz River Valley colony, he couldn't understand it at all and could only sit in his seat, slightly dazed.
Seeing that everyone in the Tarot Club had fallen silent again, Leyton smiled thoughtfully and said, "By the way, bicycles in the Paz River Valley have already started production. Is anyone interested? I can help you purchase a few."
"In Backlund, Leopard's collaborator seems to still be setting up the factory. It will take at least one or two more months before finished products appear."
"Bicycle? What's that? A special kind of carriage?"
Fors asked in surprise.
Leyton shook his head slightly and said, "A portable mode of transportation. It doesn't require horses; you just need to pedal with your feet to move forward."
Then he suggested to The Fool Klein to materialize a bicycle. With Klein's help, a bicycle crafted by the Artisan cats Brie and Ritz appeared on the mottled long table in front of everyone.
"What a strange design. Can it really move?"
"And it only has two wheels. Are you sure the person sitting on it won't fall?"
Moon Emlyn and Magician Fors expressed their opinions one after another.
Uh, I should have materialized the scene of Jodeson and them riding bikes, not an actual bicycle.
Leyton awkwardly turned to look at Klein, who was shrouded in Gray Fog at the head of the table. With his help, he re-materialized the scene of Jodeson riding a bicycle with Bugs Bunny through the streets.
Seeing Bugs Bunny sitting in the basket at the front of the bicycle, Audrey's eyes lit up. You can hang a basket in the front? Uh, Susie probably wouldn't work. She's too big. If she sat in the front basket, she'd probably tip the whole bicycle over.
After imagining Susie in the front basket of the bicycle, Audrey almost burst out laughing. She quickly composed herself and turned to Leyton, asking, "How much is this bicycle? I need one, no, three!"
"Since it's just entered production, the price is 3 pounds. If you need a customized style or want to add some parts, there will be an extra charge."
Leyton responded with a light chuckle, then looked at the others.
Aside from Fors and Emlyn, who seemed eager to try, the others didn't show much interest.
Leyton leaned back slightly in his chair, taking in everyone's reactions. Indeed, Hanged Man and Cattleya are at sea; they spend most of their time on ships, so there's nowhere for them to ride. As for Little Sun, a dreadful place like city of Silver is even less suitable for bicycle travel.
Fors and Emlyn hesitated for a moment, but in the end, they couldn't resist their curiosity and each ordered a bicycle.
Afterward, the members of the Tarot Club shared some more information until The Fool at the head of the mottled long table announced the end of today's Tarot Club.
After everyone stood up and bowed, crimson light surged from the boundless Gray Fog, instantly enveloping everyone in the palace. When the crimson light receded, only the figure hidden in the Gray Fog at the head of the magnificent ancient palace remained.
Klein's gaze swept around. He extended his spirituality to envelop himself, simulating the sensation of falling. His figure quickly faded and disappeared into the space above the Gray Fog.
Southern Continent, Paz River Valley.
The deep red light receded from his vision. Leyton only felt a brief moment of mental disorientation. When he regained his senses, he was already back in his hotel room.
He rose from the armchair near the window, stretched a bit, and walked directly to the desk by the wall. A light yellow letter lay quietly there.
Approaching it, Leyton reached out and picked up the light yellow paper, examining it briefly. Trissy, this letter arrived a bit later than I expected.
With a slight sigh, he then concentrated on reading the letter:
Ever since I advanced to Sequence 5 Demoness of Afflictions, I've been able to faintly sense a great existence. No matter how I try to avoid it, it's useless. It appears in my dreams, in my occasional bursts of inspiration, and even in my inadvertent words.
I don't even know where I'll wake up next time. It could be in some sewer, or on some gentleman's or lady's bed.
Do you have a way to eliminate this influence? Although this pain has, to some extent, accelerated my potion digestion progress, I have a vague premonition that if I let things continue like this, I will lose the chance to become an Iron-Blooded Knight and turn back into a man.
My subconscious is refusing to let me seek your help. This letter was only written after I risked finding a Psychiatrist to hypnotize myself.
If possible, I probably need you to come to Backlund. I'm worried that this plea for help will make my situation even worse.
The final signature was: Trissy Cheek!
"Trissy Cheek, Chick... It seems her condition is worse than she anticipated. Could this be a trap?"
Leyton murmured softly, walking slowly around the room.
At the same time, his eyes flashed, becoming extremely deep, like the sea before a storm. In this state, he clearly lost focus, and his eyes were blank.
This state lasted for a while before his eyes regained clarity. No danger, no abnormality. This is just an ordinary request for help, but if it's related to the Primordial Demoness, she could easily interfere with divination.
After a moment of thought, he decided to go to Backlund. As the capital of Loen, even if there was danger, it was highly unlikely for something like the Primordial Demoness descending to occur. As long as a true god didn't descend, there would be no danger that couldn't be resisted.
Having made his decision, he casually flicked the paper with his fingers twice. The text on it quickly faded and dissolved, turning into a brand new sheet of paper.
Then he picked up the fountain pen on the desk and left a letter for Bugs Bunny, explaining the reason for his temporary departure and telling him to take Crow Anu to Brie and Ritz, the two cats, to freeload food and drink for a while.
After pressing the written paper down on the desk with the fountain pen, Leyton turned and looked around the room. He lightly rubbed his fingers, summoning two invisible servants to take away "Van Gogh's Starry Night" and "Out of Control Crystal Ball," which were sealed by a wall of spirituality.
Having done all that, his figure instantly became transparent, like a statue forged from countless brilliant starlight. This statue instantly shattered, turning into specks of surging starlight that scattered and darted into the Spirit World Depths.
In the Sonia Middle Sea, on Tejana Island near the Rothschild Sea, Klein simply packed his luggage. Anything unnecessary to carry with him was discarded into the clutter pile above the Gray Fog by sacrificing it to himself and then responding to his own sacrifice.
Finally, he carried only a single suitcase and went to the first floor of the hotel to check out. Then he took a hired carriage to the port and bought a ticket for the soonest ship departing for Nass, the "White city" in the Galgass Islands.
The passenger ship will depart around 8 PM tonight. I still have some time, so I can go to a nearby bar for a while. Since I'm leaving anyway, I can hunt some suitable pirates to replace the pastured souls for Creeping Hunger.
Having made up his mind, Klein carried his suitcase directly to a nearby bar with the most foot traffic, named White Wave.
As soon as he entered the bar, he heard a cacophony of overlapping conversations:
"Son of a bitch! Yesterday I was actually conned by a talking fish and threw a whopping 12 pounds, 5 solidi, and 3 pence in banknotes at it! That was all the cash I had on me!"
"My head must have been stuck in a ship's plank at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have missed its full of holes lies!"
"Was that really all your money? Then where did you get money to drink today?"
"My drinks today are on the benevolent Captain Nahl. If it weren't for the captain's generosity, I would have been sleeping on the streets last night."
"Don't mention it. If you hadn't thrown the money so quickly, I would have been a victim of that fish too."
"Hahaha, unlucky Solier, remember to catch a few more fish next time you go out to sea. Even if it's not the one that cheated you, it'll help you let off some steam, haha~"
Listening to the words reaching his ears from around him, Klein's mouth twitched slightly.
Precise to 3 pence, indicating that it was indeed all the money he had on him at the time. From the reactions of these Sailors and pirates, they hadn't noticed the problem with the wandering trickster.
Buying a ship ticket to leave Tejana today was the correct decision. Regardless of whether it's a mystical item or a Beyonder behind this, it most likely belongs to Marauder pathway, and the Sequence won't be too low. Under the influence of the Convergence effect, an Amon's avatar could appear here at any time.
As thoughts flickered, Klein had already reached the bar counter. He casually tossed out 4 pence in banknotes and said, "One Tejana Malt Beer."
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