Chapter 1012: First Day of September
"Dear Mr. Azik,
"Ever since September was ushered in, Backlund's temperature has been
dropping day after day. Recently, the elderly can already be seen
wearing gloves when outdoors.
"Just like last year, the smog has begun to envelop the city. This would
happen one to two days a week, or even more. Clearly, the environmental
measures governing air pollution aren't something that can be resolved
in a year or two. It will take at least five years. Something that
should be worth being happy about is that the pungent smell in the air
has already lessened significantly. My Sanguine friend is very pleased
with such weather.
"Another delightful change is that more and more students, postmen, and
technical workers have bought bikes. The number of carriages on the
streets has decreased, implying that the smell of horse feces and the
stench it brings is no longer the main pollutant in Backlund's air. Of
course, they still occupy a rather important position. As you know,
those ladies and gentlemen who think highly of their standing wouldn't
casually lower their own standards of living. However, based on my
observations, their kids are gradually having a growing interest in
bikes.
"I've been leading a normal life during this period of time. I go to
Saint Samuel Cathedral and the Loen Charity Bursary Foundation a few
times a week, participating in their activities and continuously
donating cash. I occasionally visit the turf club, watch plays and
orchestras, or play cards or golf at the club. During weekends, I either
participate in balls, banquets, or saloons.
"I forgot to mention that I've already bought a manor. It formerly
belonged to Duke Negan and is called 'Maygur.' It has its own excellent
vineyard and brewery, as well as a huge forest and plantation on it. It
can be used for farming and hunting. Its main building has a huge
rectangular shape with four stories. It has a large number of rooms, and
a casual tour of the place without walking out the door would take me
more than ten thousand steps. At the same time, it also has a large
number of sculptures, oil paintings, decorations, and exquisite cutlery.
It's simply palatial.
"Perhaps my description is a little exaggerated. After all, I've never
seen a real palace. This is also the first manor that I own. I still
remember my time in Tingen. I lived in a rental apartment with only two
bedrooms with my brother and sister. Every day, we slept to the smell of
coal.
"This was introduced to me by Brigadier General Qonas Kilgor. It cost me
20,000 pounds. You don't have to worry about my financial situation. I
made a huge sum of money from the Southern Continent, and I also sold
some mystical items. Currently, I still have more than 17,000 pounds in
cash and 15,000 pounds worth of gold bars, including various gold coins,
soli, and pence.
"I'm rather satisfied with Maygur and have sent my former valet,
Richardson, to be the land steward. It's now autumn, and I'm going to
invite guests to enjoy a pleasant weekend there. I hope Richardson can
make adequate preparations.
"The mysterious world in Backlund hasn't changed for now. I hope it will
continue like this.
"The magic mirror I previously mentioned to you has been restored to
normal. However, it seems to still suffer from post-traumatic stress due
to the damage Amon had dealt it. As long as I question it about what
happened, it will automatically change the color of its text and give an
erroneous answer and repeatedly request me to compliment it.
"It also has different views on leaving the Church of Steam. It seems to
have decided to stay a little longer, believing that it would be safer
that way. It has even thought of showcasing its danger and become a
Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. I have to say that I'm always surprised with
the way it thinks.
"Thanks to some of its answers, I've found a way to create pure
darkness. It is to create it with a charm of the Evernight domain that
has dreamworld properties. It's considered a response of the Evemight
Goddess and is categorized under pure darkness. In addition, after
repeated tests, I've finally figured out the way to carve the godhood
symbols through Cogitation and create the item I want."
Upon writing this, Klein, who was sitting on the sofa while using his
thigh as his table, stopped writing and rubbed his temples.
Repeated failures implied the repeated loss of Worms of Spirit, and
every separation was a damaging blow to his Spirit Body. It took him a
long time to recover.
Therefore, in order to have redundancies to prevent any accidents, Klein
never pushed himself to the limit. After separating three or four Worms
of Spirit, he would choose to rest for a few days before beginning the
engraving process. Such breaks took him this long to master the method
and create a finished product.
Glancing at the rectangular "diamond" beside him, he saw layers of
complicated symbols that extended into the void from the constantly
refracting light. His head felt a little dizzy as though he was
witnessing a part of history.
I'll call it the Yesterday Once More charm... Klein retracted his gaze
and continued writing:
"The coastal regions have had another storm brewing. The two Houses of
the kingdom have entered the traditional phase of debating over bills.
With the footsteps of the new year approaching and getting louder, it
makes me worried for some baffling reason.
"May you recover quickly and wake up soon.
Your eternal student, Klein Moretti."
Putting away the pen and folding the letter, Klein blew Azik's copper
whistle and summoned the skeleton messenger that stood nearly four
meters tall.
Unlike before, this messenger had only shown its head and one arm. The
rest were beneath the floorboards on the second floor.
This made it appear significantly shorter than Klein.
After all, I'm now barely considered a Blessed of Death... Klein handed
the letter to the messenger as he watched it crumble into bones, gushing
down into the ground like a waterfall.
After doing this, he picked up the Yesterday Once More charm on the
armrest.
This was his first successful product, and he planned on using it first.
After all, making it again was easy now that he had the experience.
As for whether borrowing strength from his historical self posed any
dangers, Klein had already performed a divination above the gray fog
ahead of time. He believed that if it involved the real Fool or the
owner of the door of light, then he would have the mysterious space
above the gray fog to block it for him.
And the result of the divination was that it was very safe.
After staring at the diamond-like charm for a few seconds, Klein no
longer hesitated. He opened his mouth and said a single word in ancient
Hermes, "History!"
He had attempted it in the real world and not above the gray fog because
he was worried that the mysterious world would sever the connection to
the past.
Amidst the echoing of the jarring word, Klein injected his spirituality
into the Yesterday Once More charm.
Light that appeared like scattered fur lit up, illuminating the
surroundings with bright and pure light.
Vaguely, a scene flashed past Klein's eyes:
It was him dancing leisurely with Daly Simone beside Ince Zangwill's
corpse;
It was the gray-sideburned and exceedingly handsome Dwayne Dantes;
It was Gehrman Sparrow pressing down on his top hat while landing on the
Black Tulip thanks to the blessings of the wind;
It was the Sherlock Moriarty who struggled during the descent of the
meteor;
It was Klein Moretti who summoned sunlight when he heard the baby's cry
in the Blackthorn Security Company;
It was the pale university graduate who raised the revolver and aimed it
at his temple.
Beyond this, all the scenes vanished. All that was left was the
grayish-white fog.
And only when the powers of the charm were exhausted did Klein find
himself at the end of that fog.
Indeed, my transmigration is related to the gray fog, that mysterious
space, and that strange door of light... This basically verifies it. I
was sleeping in a cocoon in the past, hanging above the door of light.
I've no idea how long I was in that state... Compared to his first time
seeing the door of light, Klein, who had made the confirmation, remained
calm as though he had long expected it.
Phew. Next, I'll make two Yesterday Once More charms for Will. This
charm isn't of much use to me... I won't be visiting him this week. It
will incur suspicion if I feed him ice-cream every week. Their maid is
already looking at me in an odd way... Also, since I've mastered the
Cogitation engraving method of the godhood symbol, I can bring forward
the creation of the extraordinary bullets made with the Worms of Time.
Yes, Leonard said that he will be visiting Tingen in the next few days.
Let's see if the power of the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem can be stolen...
Klein rubbed his forehead and left the sofa.
At a previous Tarot Gathering, Leonard had already informed him of the
four types of godhood symbols and magical labels he learned from Pallez
Zoroast. They came from the Marauder domain, and it was said that one of
them was capable of misdirecting the enemy, making them make errors in
judgment. Another was to steal three Beyonder powers that the target had
formerly used, beginning with the most recent power. The third would
cause the enemy to lose plenty of vitality if the enemy could be
affected by it, making them enter an aged state. Finally, one of them
could create Worms of Time that didn't live long. They would secretly
Parasitize the target's body and allow the charm-user to control them.
Among the seven remaining Worms of Time that Klein had, he had already
made three into Fate Siphon charms and had given Miss Justice one and
kept two. This also meant that he still had four Worms of Time, allowing
him to try out each of the four effects. Of course, his intuition told
him that the chances of a successful product weren't guaranteed.
As for Leonard's two Worms of Time, one had been made into a Fate Siphon
charm. He had followed The World Gehrman Sparrow's instructions to pray
to Mr. Fool and had received a reply. The other relied on Pallez
Zoroast's help to create a Parasite charm.
After busying himself with a series of tasks, it was evening. Klein had
five successes and one failure. He obtained two Yesterday Once More
charms, one Parasite bullet, a Deceit bullet, and a Deprivation bullet.
The only failure was the Aging bullet, seemingly due to the inability to
use sufficient powers from the mysterious space above the gray fog.
Looking at the three similar-looking bullets that were a mix of
transparency or translucency, Klein heaved a sigh of relief. He took out
Death Knell and loaded the bullet. In the revolver were three of his
Control Spirit Bullets.
After clearing the altar, he walked out of the room and headed for the
second floor. Upon entering the dining hall, he said to Butler Walter
who was waiting for him, "Invite the guests to a hunting trip over the
weekend in the city outskirts using the name list."
"Yes, sir." Walter was already prepared for this, remaining stern and
serious.
Tingen City, 36 Zouteland Street.
Leonard got off the carriage as he looked at a newly built building with
a mixed expression. He momentarily forgot to enter.