Since Larry can appear in the form of a flame spirit, divination has become a very convenient thing for Rudolph.
The power of prophecy surged from the center of his eyebrows and turned into a flame, then led the power of the planets to light up his way forward.
Staring at Fabro City, Rudolph did a divination before entering Fabro City.
"In my hometown, bathing and burning incense can increase the accuracy of divination. Now the conditions are limited, so why not wash your hands with rainwater."
The cold autumn rain fell around him. Rudolph raised his hands and let the rain fall on his palms until his hands were completely wet. The cold wind blew, making him feel even colder, and also made Rudolph much more sober.
He took out a parchment scroll, and the power of the planets fell on the parchment scroll. The symbols representing the planets kept moving, creating a planetary trajectory line disk on the parchment scroll.
"Neptune Ascendant..."
The divination result showed that the front was the place where dreams came true.
Dreams come true, this is not simply beneficial to oneself, but the deepest desire in the heart becomes a reality, a good divination result.
Abel, I don't know if you are panicking or not. Divination is not good for you.
Closing the parchment, Rudolf felt that Abel might not panic, because he didn't know that Rudolf had returned to Fabro.
It took more than a month to travel from Fabro to Port Codore by carriage. But it took Rudolf only five days to rush back to Fabro from Port Codore.
In order to make the attack sudden, Rudolf had a little time... Well, he only spent a few hours with Yanila, which doesn't count. As a man, can't he enjoy himself?
Raising his foot, Rudolf walked towards Fabro. Fabro in the distance was quiet and there was nothing unusual.
After walking a few steps, Rudolf stepped into a mud pit.
Pulling out the shoes filled with water from the mud pit, he couldn't help cursing a few times. Since the mining of the Ruhr mining area began, the road conditions in Fabro have deteriorated rapidly, and there are roads damaged by trucks everywhere. On the outskirts of Fabro, Rudolf slowly moved forward in the drizzle. This time he was much more careful and avoided the puddles. This place was a little different from the Fabro city in his memory.
Raindrops hit the stone floor, creating a misty mist.
Rudolf stepped on the stone road, and his heels brought up scattered water drops, like a traveler who was about to go home, not caring about the mud or the rain.
During the Constitutional War, the city walls representing the nobility were demolished by the Constitutional Army, and the boundaries of the city were very vague.
At first there were only a few houses, and then there were some two-story houses. I don't know when Rudolf entered the city of Fabro.
After entering the city of Fabro, Rudolf's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.
The smooth stone road in his memory disappeared, and many floor tiles were crushed. The municipal department did not come to replace it, and I don't know what the municipal department is doing. Did they invest all their resources in the Ruhr mining area?
One after another, iron column street lamps, many of which were only iron columns, without street lamps.
On the buildings along the street, there are Rococo-style pilasters, with complicated floral decorations carved on the capitals. The windows between the pilasters were sealed with wooden boards.
All the houses with sealed windows were inhabited by blood servants or low-level vampires.
Less than two years after the end of the Blood Mist Night, at most only level 1 vampires would appear.
No matter how talented the vampires were, they could not be promoted quickly in a short period of time. The long lifespan of the vampires came at a price. Their quality of life was not high, and promotion required long periods of sleep in the blood coffin.
Seeing the blood servants' houses, Rudolf thought of Sam, who unfortunately became a blood servant. I don't know how he is now. I left him an ancient bronze coffin. I don't know if he has entered the second long sleep.
Rudolf did not contact his friends in Fabro City to prevent the news of his return to Fabro City from leaking out.
Perhaps the street lights here were severely damaged because there were more blood servants here, and blood servants did not need street lights at night.
The doors and windows on the second floor were all sealed, causing the balcony to become a complete decoration, and no blood servants would stand on the balcony. The iron railings on the balcony were rusted in large areas, and no one cared about those railings anymore.
Unfortunately, Rudolf did not have time to stop and reminisce. He needed to commit a crime first.
It seems that the derogatory word "committing a crime" should not be used to describe what is about to happen, making Rudolf look like a villain.
Forget it, let's not deny it. Rudolf is a villain. For this city, Rudolf will become the biggest villain in the next few days. I hope this city can adapt to the intensity brought by Rudolf.
After passing the suburbs of the Dordo District, Rudolf finally saw a figure on the road.
The autumn rain made there very few pedestrians on the road. It took more than ten steps to meet a person wearing a raincoat and hurrying on the road.
Occasionally, someone would be very close to Rudolf. Rudolf saw blood-red pupils from their raincoats.
This is a blood servant, that is a blood servant, and the next one is still a blood servant...
The policies of the Alchemy Council are implemented very thoroughly. There is no better tool than the blood servant. A little blood can make them work for a week.
They are very quiet during the day and will not make trouble. At night, when the councilors fall asleep, these blood servants can work all night.
Maybe after Rudolf left, the Alchemy Council held several small blood mist nights and created more blood servants. Otherwise, it cannot explain why Rudolf did not meet any ordinary people.
However, there is another possibility. This place is located on the outskirts of Fabro City. This is a gathering place for blood servants.
At a certain intersection, Rudolf finally met someone who was not a blood servant.
Two patrolmen were patrolling the blocks assigned to them with batons.
The moment he saw the patrolmen, Rudolf was suddenly moved. Maybe there are still people working hard for Fabro City, just like Claude before.
"The rain this autumn is really cold."
"Yes, sometimes the rain in autumn is colder than the snow in winter."
"I don't know if there will be snow this year. It actually snowed last winter. This is the first time I have seen such heavy snow in Fabro City since I was a child."
"So many things happened last year, and it seems that snowing is not a big deal."
A patrolman wanted to smoke, but found that the diesel lighter could not light up.
"Damn, the lighter is broken." The patrolman couldn't help but shudder.
A hooded man passed by and raised his hand to hand over a box of matches.
The patrolman was stunned for a moment, took the matches, and then watched the man in the robe and cloak leave without saying a word.
"It's not easy, a citizen actually took the initiative to hand us matches. Our reputation is so bad that sometimes I even hate myself..."
"My daughter doesn't even want to say her father is a patrolman at school."
"He's not as good as my son in this regard. My son relies on the fact that I'm a patrolman and always bullies others in school."
"It's better to bully others than to be bullied..."
"That's right. People who bully others live better everywhere. If you want to live a good life, you have to learn to bully others."
The two patrolmen were getting farther and farther away, and their voices were getting lower and lower. Rudolph continued to walk forward. Rudolf has good hearing, and now he regrets that he shouldn't have given them the matches. I'm a bit busy tonight, so don't let Rudolf meet these two guys, otherwise I'll give them two punches to let them feel the iron fist of a level 5 wizard.
Continuing to walk forward, Rudolf suddenly saw 6 patrolmen. So many patrolmen are here, I don't know what they are doing.
Soon, Rudolf found a shop similar to a bar opposite the patrolmen, with colorful neon lights at the door and the word "Blood Shop" written on the door.
At this time, the two people were wrestling in the rain, as if they were fighting for something.
The two people soon stopped fighting and bit each other's necks.
Rudolf didn't stop and looked at the two people from a distance. They should have bought blood in the blood shop, but I don't know why they wrestled again.
They both bit each other's necks with their fangs, which is the way blood servants or blood clans like to solve problems.
They bit each other's necks, but they were like the closest people hugging each other.
Rudolf suddenly thought of an interesting logical problem.
Vampire A bites Vampire B's neck, Vampire B bites Vampire A's neck. Can their blood form a cycle and become the vampire's blood perpetual motion machine, so that they don't have to worry about hunger anymore?
Rudolf smiled in his cloak. It was him who could think of such an interesting question.
Slowly, the smile disappeared, and Rudolf's eyes became more and more droopy.
This is the city of Fabro after he left...
After walking a few blocks forward, there were fewer blood servants, and many disabled people appeared on the road.
This made Rudolf feel like he was walking in the pirate port beside the floating ice sea, full of painful believers of the evil god.
Rudolf stopped in front of a store. There was a glass bottle hanging at the door of the store, and there was a turbid unknown liquid in the glass bottle. There was something soaked in the liquid. Judging from the outline, it should be half a palm and two fingers.
Looking at this organ specimen, Rudolf was a little dazed, and he remembered many things on the night of the sacrifice.
On that night, the priests of the evil god cult helped the Church of Pain to create a huge sacrifice, a sacrifice that enveloped everyone in the Dordo District.
The Dordo District, which escaped the blood fog night, could not escape the sacrifice night. Under the painful gaze of the evil god, the entire block was full of citizens who mutilated themselves.
The ground was stained with blood. The unfortunate people became the evil god's painful believers, and the blood specimens of the more unfortunate people were taken away by the witch hunters and became blood servants.
In order not to appear special, Rudolf left the store and stopped looking at the cut organ specimens.
Rudolf should be happy for these painful believers. They live closer to the city center and obviously have a higher status than the blood servants in the suburbs.
Haha, what a lucky thing...
Not long after walking, there were suddenly fewer buildings in front of him. Rudolf saw a small square, and at the end of the square was a temple.
The dome shape was undoubtedly a temple. There was a statue on the square. The statue had only a dark outline, and the figure was full of thick iron nails. This was the evil god's painful temple.
Rudolf remembered where this place was. This was the place where the evil god Pain appeared on the night of the sacrifice.
Alas, the Kingdom of Elba was caught in a civil war, but even the Kingdom of Elba did not have a temple. It was only separated from the southern continent of the evil god cult by the Saragu Sea, and there was no temple even so close.
What about the city of Fabro? They had no bottom line in this matter and built a temple here to commemorate the evil god Pain.
It was somewhat redundant to talk about the bottom line with the alchemist. Money has an inexplicable magic that makes the alchemist a slave to money.
The bottom line, can it be exchanged for money?
In order not to bear the bad reputation, the hypocritical Alchemy Council and the evil god priest reached an agreement to sacrifice the Dordo District to the evil god Pain.
The evil god Pain gained believers, and the Alchemy Council gained blood servant miners. They each got what they needed, which was perfect.
After glancing at the temple, Rudolf turned around and continued walking.
A dozen meters later, Rudolf saw a man who had lost both legs crawling towards the temple.
He was lying on the ground, and passers-by could easily ignore him, especially when he crawled into a puddle, it was even harder to be found.
Rudolf saw a few footprints on his back, and the rain was about to wash them away. I wonder if the passers-by who stepped on him were scared.
Maybe the rain made his wounds that had been growing for more than a year itch. Many people who have undergone surgery will feel uncomfortable with their wounds when they encounter rainy days within a few years.
He wanted to go to the evil god to pray for a while. If he got a little blessing from the evil god, it might enhance his ability to endure pain.
Rudolf stood at the edge of the sidewalk and made way for the believer.
The believer lay on his face on the ground the whole time. The closer he got to the temple, the louder his whimpering became. Even the sound of rain could not cover his groans.
Another believer with crutches appeared from the entrance of the alley. The hard iron crutches stuck on his back, causing him to yell and curse in pain.
Rudolf was going to commit a crime, so it was inconvenient to remind him when he saw it.
Only after he crawled away did Rudolf return to the sidewalk and continue walking forward. After
walking a long way, he was still thinking about the believer who had lost his legs.
That believer should have put reflective strips on his clothes, so that even at night, even if he was lying on the ground, he could be noticed and avoided being stepped on.
If you meet him next time, you should remind him.
Rudolf was like a retrograde. Other believers walked towards the temple, but he turned his back to all the believers and walked towards the rich area, the Brown District.
Rudolf felt sorry for the believers who passed by strange and self-harming.
This is the city of Fabro after he left...
After walking for more than ten minutes, he saw a bridge in the distance. Across the bridge was the rich area, the Brown District.
Under the bridge was a branch of the Rhone River. On the bridge were two patrol teams. Across the bridge, Rudolf also saw a witch hunter team.
The violent organization of Fabro City strictly prevented the blood servants and believers from entering the rich area to cause trouble.
Rudolf's figure slowly sank and disappeared into the ground. When he appeared again, he was already across the bridge, behind the witch hunter team.
No one noticed him. For these patrolmen and witch hunters, a Level 5 wizard was beyond their capabilities and could not be sensed or confronted.
Rudolph walked slowly into the depths of the wealthy Brown District. The stone slabs here were intact and clean, no longer broken.
Walking in the shadows, the street lights in the distance were tall and bright.
The flower beds on the side of the road were planted with echinacea and asters that bloomed in autumn. These flower beds were carefully tended, and each flower was unusually bright.
Between the mansions on the side of the road were neatly manicured lawns.
This was the Fabro City in Rudolph's memory. It was so beautiful.
Unfortunately, everything here belongs only to the upper class. Those lowly believers and blood servants are not qualified to enjoy it all.
This is the Fabro City after he left...
Abel, I'm here. I don't know if you have thought of me in the past year or so. I often dream about you...