Chapter 1009: Payment Is Always Exacted for What's Bestowed

Leonard immediately felt very relieved when he heard Old Man Pallez.

He cast his attention back to the angel-level battle that happened in

the afternoon and asked rather curiously, "Which pathway's angel does

that giant serpent phantom belong to?"

Pallez Zoroast fell silent for a moment before saying with a sigh,

"Snake of Fate. The councilor of the Life School of Thought. A Sequence

1 angel.

"I never expected 'Him' to join them..."

Councilor of the Life School of Thought? "He" has also become a Blessed

of Mr. Fool? The corresponding card is the Wheel of Fortune? Leonard's

eyes widened as he realized that Mr. Fool's faction seemed comparable to

the seven orthodox Churches. It was truly unfathomable.

Death Consul... Snake of Fate... Incomplete messenger... There are three

angels under Mr. Fool... It's no wonder Klein was able to become a

demigod so quickly... Just how long has it been and I've already been

embroiled in a battle at the angel level. It's really unimaginable how

things will develop in the future... Leonard held the letter and sat on

the sofa. He felt another sense of urgency towards digesting his Soul

Assurer potion and advancing to Spirit Warlock.

He had been busy placating the souls in the Backlund region recently,

but due to the numerous missions, he was still far from completing them.

He couldn't find an excuse or opportunity to visit Tingen City to steal

the powers from that drop of the Eternal Blazing Sun's blood.

Furthermore, the arrival of Amon's avatars had been quicker than he had

expected.

South of the Bridge, Rose Street, Harvest Church.

Emlyn White, who had changed into a brown priest robe, stood in front of

a long table with candle stands. He watched Ernes Boyar working hard at

wiping the altar before he raised his right hand and casually pointed.

To the side. Left side. That spot's dirty."

Ernes Boyar, who also wore the clergyman attire of the Earth Mother,

shot an angry look at Emlyn, but he still listened to his instructions

and re-wiped the area he hadn't wiped seriously.

"I know you're very mad. It's how I felt when I learned that you

deliberately hid key information from the ancient castle intel you sold

me," Emlyn said with a smile, completely unfazed by his glare. "Also, I

forgot to inform you. I'm also a viscount. It happened last week."

Sanguine Viscounts corresponded to the Moon pathway's Sequence 5 Scarlet

Scholar. The advancement ritual required the illumination of the full

moon. Apart from that, one had to gather different metals, gems, and

Beyonder creature blood that represented the different moon phases. It

was rather complicated.

However, Emlyn had long obtained the promise from the Sanguine upper

echelons that a free advancement ritual would be held for him. He could

advance easily once the full moon came.

As for the digestion of Potions Professor, he had completed digesting it

without putting too much effort into it. This was because he often

taught commoners who were willing to learn at the Harvest Church to

learn about herbs and medicine, and even combinations of some special

potions. And apart from usually collecting dolls, researching history,

and doing volunteer work at the cathedral, he loved thinking about the

different potions and considering how they could be used in different

battle situations.

"...You're a viscount?" Ernes Boyar abruptly stood up straight as he

wore a flabbergasted look.

Among the Sanguine, as they were all long-lived, they had quite a huge

population. The number of Beyonder characteristics was limited, so

advancing was a very difficult endeavor. One had to be in a long line

before they had the opportunity to advance. However, Emlyn White had

only been a Baron for half a year!

Ernes remembered that it took him six years to go from Baron to

Viscount. This was because his father had suffered an attack from

Artificial Vampires. His passing left him the inheritance.

"Of course." Emlyn's smug smile grew obvious, but he remained

restrained. "I obtained a Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristics from

Artificial Vampires."

Ernes Boyar looked at Emlyn, momentarily at a loss for words. He felt

that he had suffered a heavier blow than needing to do volunteer work at

the Harvest Church.

Your expression is rather interesting." Emlyn tsked and said, "Perhaps

one day, you'll have to address me as lord when I become an Earl."

"Preposterous! What arrogance!" Ernes blurted.

I'm already very humble. I didn't mention I would become a Duke or even

a Princeps... How am I to be the Sanguine's messiah without being an

angel? Besides, in our Tarot Club, Mr. World has already advanced to

become a demigod. Ma'am Hermit won't take much longer. This will

definitely be a club filled with demigods... Emlyn chortled without

arguing with Ernes like he usually would. He took on an attitude that

whatever Ernes said was beneath him.

Of course, he also understood that the advantage the Sanguine had after

the Scarlet Scholar stage no longer existed. Becoming an Earl was in no

way easier than an Artificial Vampire advancing to Shaman King.

The digestion of the Scarlet Scholar potion is still relatively simple.

All one needs to do is sincerely like the moon, worship the moon, and

study the moon. This is what most Sanguine do usually...However, the

corresponding ritual is in the hands of the demigods. Without their

approval, even if I were to obtain a Shaman King Beyonder characteristic

from The Sun, I won't be able to become an Earl... Emlyn might be

arrogant, but he knew very clearly what was required of him

subsequently.

There were two core powers of Scarlet Scholar. First, it was to create

an environment that was advantageous to them. When the enemy wasn't good

at spirituality or things related to the spirit world, they could create

the effects of the full moon. On the contrary, they would also make the

moon vanish if necessary. Second, it was to gain an instantaneous blink

and a spectral form state under a certain area of the moon's

illumination. Even if they were smashed to bits by an enemy, they could

still reform themselves under the moonlight.

And the strength of these powers was derived from one's comprehension

and research of the moon domain as Scarlet Scholars.

As for the strengthening of darkness-related spells, the enhancements of

potion effects, and the resistance towards Nightmare-like influences,

they were just supplementary.

Ernes was enraged by Emlyn's attitude. Just as he was about to speak

again, he saw the mountainlike half-giant, Utravsky, walk out from

behind the cathedral.

He hurriedly bent his back and bowed his head as he continued cleaning

the altar.

Emlyn White also picked up his cloth and the candle stand, wiping its

surface with great proficiency.

In the silent atmosphere, he thought of something: If he were to leave

the Harvest Church now, would the upper echelons of the Sanguine force

him to hand over the mystical items and supernatural props he obtained

from Ernes.

This... I really have no reason to reject their request, because some of

the items don't belong to Ernes in the first place... Emlyn thought

about it seriously and decided to return to the room later. He would set

up a ritual and sacrifice the spoils of war he received to Mr. Fool.

When the time came, he could split it with the other members like The

Star and Justice.

Uh, Oath of Rose cannot be sacrificed. It's only one part of the pair.

Whoever obtains it will be discovered and identified by the wielder of

the other ring... I'll just treat it as a spoil of war. I'll hand it

over to Marquis Nibbs tonight. I should be able to exchange it for some

rewards... As for the rest, I won't participate in the splitting...

Emlyn very quickly came up with a plan.

As for whether the Sanguine upper echelons would bear a grudge over

this, he wasn't too worried. This was because he would also mention in

passing about the cooperation that the Rose School of Thought's

temperance faction had requested while handing over the Oath of Rose.

This matter had happened last week. He had planned on informing the

Sanguine upper echelon, but in the few minigatherings, The Hanged Man

had advised him to do so after the punishment operation. It would

accentuate his importance and mitigate any anger or resentment.

Striking with a stick, and offering a carrot? At that moment in time,

Emlyn suddenly had a deeper understanding of the suggestion.

160 Boklund Street. Inside Dwayne Dantes's bedroom.

The spoils of war received are pretty good. A diamond brooch that can

raise one's energy and maintain lucidity while resisting spells that act

on the Body of Heart and Mind. A paper figurine that can prevent any

fatal damage and Psychic Piercing. A belt that can produce Sun and

Lightning damage. A wallet that contains more than 300 pounds... After

receiving the sacrifice and returning to the real world, Klein silently

sighed as he sat in front of his study desk. He then took out a

transparent maggot.

Upon seeing this maggot, he felt his head ache, recalling the pain of

having his Soul Body fracture.

This was a Worm of Spirit that he had fractured from himself. It was to

be made into the payment given to Snake of Fate Will Auceptin.

He already had an idea on how to replicate the item which could briefly

allow someone to restore their strength. It was to use the Worm of

Spirit as a vessel and copy the complete symbol from before to garner a

response from the mysterious space above the gray fog.

For this, the outcome of his divination was that it would be rather

successful.

That item's true essence is actually one of the powers of the Seer

pathway's Sequence 3, Scholar of Yore. To borrow a portion of one's

power from one's past self... Responding with The Fool's identity would

definitely work...

The only problem is that the corresponding dimensionality, mystery,

complexity, and danger of the symbols cannot be directly engraved on

different metal plates... According to Will Auceptin, I have to use

Cogitation and draw on my spirituality to draw it on the Worm of

Spirit...

If it succeeds, I'll make myself one. I'll look at myself from the past

and see if it will be Klein Moretti's childhood or myself hanging in the

cocoon above the door of light... If it's the latter, it's best if I can

confirm how long I've been hanging... Klein entered a Cogitation state

while in thought. Then, he kept constructing symbols with his mind,

allowing his spirituality to repeat this process outside as it

penetrated the Worm of Spirit.

This was a complicated and difficult task. If he wasn't careful, it

might lead to failure.

As the invisible symbols fell and augmented the Worm of Spirit, Klein

suddenly trembled. The Worm of Spirit ignited by itself and turned to

ashes.

Looking at his empty palm, Klein felt a headache. After a long period of

silence, he silently muttered, Life sure is difficult...