Chapter 1053: President
In the dimly-lit world, the gigantic crimson moon hung silently over the
house while everything in the garden seemed to be asleep.
The despair in the incomplete grayish-white dragon's eyes dissipated as
it retracted its skin-covered wings, behaving like a docile hunting dog
reared at home.
The Psychology Alchemists councilor, demigod of the Spectator pathway,
Hvin Rambis, had lost his life and became Klein's marionette!
Without bothering to enjoy this achievement, he switched places with
Enuni, who was beside the grayish-white dragon, appearing as Gehrman
Sparrow in his black trench coat and silk top hat.
Then, he controlled his new marionette to treat the infection he
received from Mental Plague.
A gentle and cool breeze swept past the sea of collective subconscious,
seeping into Klein's island of consciousness. It made him feel like the
object reeking of a rotten, putrid, and discordant object in his Body of
Heart and Mind was being purged out of him with a surgical knife.
Klein's face immediately contorted as he grimaced. He once again felt
the excruciating pain in his soul.
Thankfully, in order to create the Control Spirit Bullets and the
Yesterday Once More charms, he was already accustomed to this feeling.
He didn't hold his head and roll around.
After purging the contagious mental disease from his consciousness, the
cool wind brought about a warmth that made him want to take an afternoon
nap. It allowed his damaged Spirit Body to relax as if he was soaked in
a bath. His mind and body quickly recovered thanks to the nourishment.
By the time he recovered from his mental disease, the gentle breeze that
blew at him became intense. It swept the surroundings, wiping out all
the "contagion" left in the air.
After doing all of this, Klein made the grayish-white dragon rapidly
shrink its body, converge its godhood, and turn back into its human
form.
However, as Hvin Rambis' clothes had been ripped to pieces, the gray
scales on his body didn't disappear.
A few seconds later, the ascetic leader of the Church of Evernight,
Arianna walked out of the gigantic crimson moon in her simple robe and
belt made of tree bark. Her long black hair cascaded down as she stepped
across the void and arrived diagonally above Hvin Rambis.
The angel stretched out "Her" right hand and, with a gentle squeeze, let
Hvin Rambis's blurry soul leave his body and float above his head.
"Why are you helping George III?" Arianna asked directly.
Hvin Rambis's confused expression immediately turned serious.
"This is the choice of the times, an inevitability of destiny. We are
just following the flow of the tides and providing some guidance,
allowing the times to develop in the right direction."
*The standard answer of the Twilight Hermit Order... From the looks of
it, the Psychology Alchemists' demigod doesn't know what Adam's true
goal is either... Even as official members of the Twilight Hermit Order,
most of them probably don't know...* Klein didn't have any
problems thinking thanks to his situation inside the concealed world.
Arianna didn't show any surprise as she pressed, "What is the trend of
the times?"
Hvin Rambis's eyes were unfocused, but his expression was solemn as he
answered, "A war, one that will sweep the entire world."
This... Isn't peace nice? Klein frowned slightly as he
couldn't help but mumble inwardly.
He knew very well what a world war would do to humans.
He only wished that his investigation with the Church of Evernight would
be able to seize the key and successfully prevent the war which the
Twilight Hermit Order was strongly pushing from erupting.
Arianna fell silent for a second before asking, "What's the secret
George III is hiding?"
Hvin Rambis revealed a smile.
"Every king is restrained by three major contracts and can only reach a
limit of Sequence 5. But with our help, he bypassed the restrictions and
has already reached a higher level. Once the tides of the times come,
he'll easily be able to ascend to the spot that should've belonged to
him."
*Three major contracts... What's that? It's understandable to limit a
king to Sequence 5 due to the strong push to keep mysticism under wraps.
It's best for a king to be changed normally. The people will find it
acceptable if they could live for 80--90 years old, but to still be
active at 120--130 years will be the cause for conspiracy theories and
panic... George III cooperated with the Psychology Alchemists and the
Demoness Sect to live longer? Typically, this is a restriction on the
king, not the other members of the Augustus family. They should have
Grounded Angels among them, so there's no reason for them to support
George III...* Many questions arose in his mind.
"George III still isn't a demigod, is he? Is he using some method to
possess a higher level and perform the 'acting' ahead of time?" Arianna
asked unhurriedly.
To the Church of Evernight, this was a crucial problem. If George III
was already a demigod, they could directly contact the Church of Storms
and Steam to capture him because the King himself was enough evidence.
Hvin Rambis's soul nodded and said, "Yes."
"What is the exact method?" Arianna continued asking.
Hvin Rambis slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. The person in
charge of this matter is our president. I only remember him once
mentioning that he wanted George III to have more talent."
More talent? Upon hearing such a description, Klein instantly
thought of something in Roselle's diary.
In the eyes of the emperor, the so-called "talent" was to make one's
psyche and soul more like a high-level ancestor, as such be able to
obtain the recognition of the corresponding Beyonder characteristics or
the mental imprint within Sealed Artifacts, allowing them to easily
consume the potion and wield the Sealed Artifacts without the immense
negative effects.
This wasn't a perfect solution. It could even be said that there were
great latent risks. This was because the mental imprint would revert and
control the consumer or wielder's soul, causing them to experience
certain changes.
If anyone were to rely on this method to advance to a demigod, there was
an extremely high chance of becoming a monster formed of mental sutures!
*Was George III hypnotized? He actually accepted such a method? No, if
he was hypnotized, the Augustus family's angel or Sealed Artifacts would
definitely discover the problem...* Klein became even more
puzzled as he waited for the ascetic leader floating in the sky to ask
further.
Arianna clearly knew what "more talent" meant. Without any change in
expression, she asked, "Who is your President?"
Hvin Rambis revealed a look of reminiscence.
"He has many identities and names, but I can confirm that he is the
president of our Psychology Alchemists as long as I see him.
"His current identities and names are:
"One of the Four Kings of the Sea, the King of the Black Throne Barros
Hopkins; the former chancellor of the Backlund Medical School; the royal
family's medical consultant; the already 'dead' Pauli Derlau; the famous
ascetic of the Central Sonia Sea, Eric Drake..."
King of the Black Throne... It was only then that he realized
that he had heard of this title, but he had always neglected it, not
taking it to heart and seldom thinking about it.
So this Pirate King is from the Spectator pathway... He nodded
in enlightenment.
Arianna listened quietly and asked, "What secret is George III hiding in
the Blood Emperor ruins?"
Hvin Rambis's slightly dazed expression changed slightly.
"An extremely important thing. If he wants to grasp it, he will need a
large number of sacrificial rituals."
"What is it?" Arianna pressed without any pause.
Hvin Rambis was taken aback.
"I... I don't remember..."
He suddenly raised his hand to grip his soul's head, clearly in pain.
However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember the
answer.
*Was this memory forcefully "deleted" by Adam or a certain angel from
the Spectator pathway?* Klein watched with a heavy expression as
he felt that the secret in the ruins was more important than he
imagined.
Arianna fell silent for a few seconds before lowering her head and
asking Klein, "Do you have anything you want to ask?"
Klein thought for a moment and asked Hvin Rambis, "What is the name of
the High-Sequence Beyonder potions of the Spectator pathway?"
The pain in Hvin Rambis's soul lessened as he slowly replied, "Sequence
4 Manipulator. Sequence 3 Dreamweaver. Sequence 2 Discerner. Sequence 1
Author."
He didn't mention Sequence 0 Visionary, clearly unaware.
"What's the potion formula for Manipulator?" Although Klein felt that
his question was rather substandard compared to Ma'am Arianna's, he
still asked.
In a dazed tone, Hvin Rambis said without hesitation, "The main
ingredient is an elderly mind dragon's complete brain, or the
crystalline heart of a Tree Mentor, or a Beyonder characteristic of a
Manipulator.
"The supplementary ingredients are 80 ml of the blood of an elderly mind
dragon, 3 golden leaves of a Tree Mentor, and 7 different drops of tears
from different humans or non-human creatures that were shed due to
intense emotions...
"The ritual is that on a special occasion with at least ten thousand
people, drink the potion when they are in the midst of an emotional
resonance."
*In contrast, the difficulty of a demigod ritual of the Spectator
pathway isn't that high... That's right. Spectators can heal and analyze
themselves, allowing them to effectively deal with the madness and the
loss of control brought about by the potion, so the ritual can be
simplified...* Klein nodded in thought.
"What's the potion formula for Dreamweaver?"
"I don't know." Hvin Rambis shook his head.
Alright then... Klein asked Hvin Rambis why he had personally
come to Audrey and received the corresponding answer.
Then, he said to Arianna, "I have no further questions."
The questions he had couldn't be answered by Hvin Rambis.
Arianna's right hand pressed softly, causing Hvin Rambis's soul to
return to his body.
Following that, the angel glanced at Klein and said calmly, "Don't use
him as a marionette.
"Before his mental imprint is removed, it's best you don't use his
Beyonder characteristic to create items."
Of course, I don't want Adam to visit me... Klein nodded
sincerely.
"I will remember it. Thank you, Ma'am Arianna."