Chapter 601: Scaring Oneself
Above the gray fog, Klein leaned back into his high-back chair and held
Creeping Hunger. He remained silent for several seconds.
Finally, he released the Psychiatrist's soul according to the specific
steps.
A tall figure quickly appeared by the side of the bronze table. It was a
woman whose face looked somewhat blurry. Her pain and distorted feelings
was apparent.
Klein looked at her and asked her as though he was chatting with her,
"Do you still remember who you are?"
In the mysterious space, he could directly channel her spirit.
The Psychiatrist's enmity reduced substantially as she smiled bitterly.
"Of course I remember.
"I was a member of a secret organization and was planning to meet a
friend in Toscarter Island, but I ended up encountering pirates on the
way.
"Although I used my powers to resolve the disaster, the pirates who
escaped informed Qilangos of the corresponding situation. In order to
obtain my powers, he deliberately changed course and intercepted our
ship. You can probably imagine what happened after that.
"Thanks to his meticulousness, I was killed instantly, unlike the other
female passengers who encountered things that were worse than death."
Klein fell silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly.
"Do you know of the ancient book known as Groselle's Travels?"
He believed that since Groselle's Travels came from the dragons, it was
possible that the Psychiatrist had heard of its name or the
corresponding information.
The female Psychiatrist thought over it carefully before shaking her
head.
"I'm sorry. I've never heard that name before."
Klein no longer bothered with the topic and switched to asking, "Since
you're about to dissipate and gain eternal peace. Do you have any last
wishes?"
The Psychiatrist lowered her head and chuckled.
"I wish to be revived.
"Alright. I know that this wish cannot be satisfied. Everything else
isn't necessary. I've been dead for years. My family and friends have
probably already received news of my death. Informing them again of my
death will only dig up the pain of those memories.
"Let's leave it at that. Thank you. That should be it..."
Her figure quickly dissipated and vanished, leaving behind a huge golden
iris that could expose the thoughts of everyone's hearts.
This was the Beyonder characteristic of a Psychiatrist.
Klein sighed and began pondering over the details of what the
Psychiatrist had said.
*She was visiting a friend at Toscarter Island alone without any
family...*
*Toscarter Island is located at the easternmost front of the Sonia Sea,
and it's south of the Gargas Archipelago.*
*That's the easternmost colony of the Loen Kingdom, while the Gargas
Archipelago belongs to the Feysac Empire... What kind of friend would be
there? What kind of friend is worth visiting after taking such a long
trip?*
*Although she only said that she's from a secret organization, the
chances are that it's the Psychology Alchemists. Was she out on a
mission?*
Klein respected the deceased and didn't wish to dig out her secrets, so
he didn't probe deeper. Without any clues, he quickly stopped thinking
about such matters and considered something else.
*After hunting down Wormtongue Mithor King, regardless of the reason, I
have to leave Bayam for the time being... I've really done quite a bit
in the City of Generosity during this period of time... Yes, I'll
participate in about three Beyonder gatherings and confirm whether there
are the main ingredients of Marionettist before leaving...*
Klein rapidly made a decision and conjured a scene of The World praying.
Covering it with the gray fog, he threw the scene to the crimson star
representing Miss Justice.
Audrey was standing on the balcony on the third floor looking at the
nearby village. The rooftops were mainly brick-red in color as they
showed depictions, abstract pictures, or real pictures of dragons.
Suddenly, the familiar endless void surfaced in front of her eyes.
Amidst the gray fog, a blurry figure was standing high above, praying to
the god above.
"Honorable Mr. Fool, please inform Miss Justice that she can make
preparations for the transaction."
*I can make preparations for the transaction? He has obtained the
Beyonder characteristic of a Psychiatrist? But he still didn't have one
yesterday...* The World's efficiency shocked Audrey as she
nearly forgot to thank Mr. Fool.
Thankfully, she was no longer the green and naive lady from before. She
had been exposed to several major matters and rapidly calmed her mind as
she sincerely thanked him. She passed on the message for Mr. World to
wait another two to three days as she was preparing to pay off the money
she owed to Mr. Fool's Blessed. Although she had sufficient money, she
had to maintain a minimum balance, otherwise it was easy for others to
notice something amiss.
After the illusory gray fog dissipated, Audrey silently looked down at
Susie, who was admiring the garden on the first floor, before pacing
around and secretly clicking her tongue.
Mr. World is really terrifying...
Evening, in the Seaweed Bar.
Having just squandered all his money at the casino, Blue Eyes Meath sat
before a bar counter and ordered a cup of Lanti Proof.
He was just about to raise the cup when he suddenly heard the bartender
whisper to him with a suppressed voice, "Wormtongue Mithor is dead."
"What... Who did it?" Blue Eyes Meath was first alarmed before he asked
excitedly, "Someone is challenging Vice Admiral Ailment?"
"An adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow. He wasn't known at all before. Who
knew that he finished off Mithor!" The bartender didn't hide his shock
and alarm. "He also killed Ozil, the real boss of Amyris Leaf Bar,
Strongman Ozil!"
Blue Eyes Meath was just about to sigh when he frowned suddenly.
Back when Ozil's men came to ask him about Blazing Danitz, he had
mentioned that the boatswain of the Golden Dream was seen mixing in with
an unknown adventurer. He had used a ritual to provide the corresponding
portrait.
*Ozil is dead. Mithor King is dead. It's done by an unknown adventurer
named Gehrman Sparrow...* Blue Eyes Meath suddenly trembled as a
scene that left a deep impression on him surfaced in his mind.
The young man that looked like a gentleman was standing by the entrance
of the bar. He had black hair and brown eyes, with a thin and cut face.
His eyes coldly observed the customers as though he was seeking out his
prey.
Blue Eyes Meath shuddered and couldn't be bothered with drinking his
alcohol. He got up immediately and took wide strides out of the bar.
*Terrifying! That guy is too terrifying! Even Wormtongue died at his
hands. He's definitely a powerhouse at the admiral level! He will
definitely seek me out and finish me off. No, I can't stay in Bayam any
longer. I have to return to the ship and be far away from here!*
Blue Eyes Meath ran to the Red Theater and forcibly pulled his
companions with him. They headed for the woods and circled around to the
private harbor ran by the Resistance.
Opposite across the Red Theater, the herb store in the alley remained
open. The chubby Apothecary, Darkwill was sitting behind the counter,
wearing a calm expression, but internally, he was deeply worried.
He had already contacted the Life School of Thought members he knew via
various methods and sought their help. However, he had no idea who they
were or when they would come. He could only bear with his fear and
anxiety as he continued running the store, pretending as though nothing
had happened.
"Darkwill, you're extremely uneasy." The chubby owl flew over from an
unknown location and landed on the counter.
"There's no need for you to remind me. I know my state of mind very
well." Darkwill waved his hands impatiently.
He could still remember the times when he was still under his teacher's
tutelage. He was often warned to be careful of the official Beyonder
organizations and be careful of the true Sanguine. In regards to this,
Roy King raised several examples, such as being imprisoned underground
forever, with no sunlight or woman to be seen; being made into
experimental subjects where their bodies would be used to test the
dangers of particular Sealed Artifacts. There, they would experience all
kinds of experiments, and after mutating, they were monsters who acted
on instinct. It was also possible to be sucked and eaten by the Sanguine
and made into puppets.
These examples had deeply imprinted themselves in his mind. It made his
already lacking courage vanish instantly. After leaving his teacher's
side, he often stayed in a city for a short period of time, immediately
leaving once there was a risk of exposure.
Darkwill tried hard to keep his horror under control, placing his
attention on the problem of rescuing his teacher.
*...Old Man has been captured for some time. Why is he still imprisoned
in the governor-general's office? With the military's abilities, they
should be able to gather any information they wish to know. Be it an
outright execution, the gathering of materials, or being used as an
experimental subject, they would definitely move Old Man... Could it be
that Old Man used some techniques to hide his secret, or they wish to
make him into a spy? Sigh, just agree to it!* Darkwill scratched
his head as his thoughts wandered aimlessly.
Gradually, he recalled the last letter he received from his teacher, Roy
King.
*Old Man often likes to give hints in things that seem to be normal and
ordinary matters. Could that letter contain similar information? That
letter didn't say a thing. It just said to meet him near the Red Theater
and flaunted his gambling techniques. Pui! He clearly relies on luck. He
even wanted me to go to Enmat Street's Mabel's Sundry Store and buy a
die to make preparations to be educated... I thought I would buy it only
after we met, so I haven't been there all this time. Perhaps there a
secret there?* Darkwill was like a drowning man who seemed to
clutch at a straw.
Many of Bayam's streets were named after Loen Kingdom cities.
Darkwill used a few minutes to muster his courage, brought the owl with
him, and closed the door to his shop before walking out of the alley.
While waiting for the rental carriage, he bought a copy of the News
Report from a paperboy as he flipped through the international and
domestic news, as well as news about the archipelago.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar face---it was the adventurer who had
informed him of Roy King's location.
*In the afternoon, Gehrman Sparrow killed Wormtongue Mithor King who's
worth a bounty reaching 5,400 pounds... I actually entrusted a mission
to such a powerful adventurer!* Darkwill clicked his tongue.
He soon threw the matter to the back of his mind and got onto the
carriage and headed straight for Enmat Street and found Mabel's Sundry
Store.
The owner of the shop was a genial old lady who said after sizing him
up, "The die you want costs 1 pound."
This is a robbery! Darkwill roared angrily in his head, but
this only made him more certain that there might be clues hidden in the
die.
After paying, he received a tiny ring box and opened the lid. He saw a
milky-white six-sided die which had four red dots pointing up.
Although he was puzzled with how ordinary the die looked and how it was
stuffed tightly into the ring box with no remnant space, Darkwill still
acted cautiously by not studying it on the spot. He placed it into his
pocket and walked to another side of the street.
When he came to a secluded spot, he couldn't help but give it a glance,
unable to find any problems with it.
At this moment, a carriage flew by and gave him a fright. His wrist
trembled as he dropped the die on the ground.
The die continued rolling and ultimately came to a stop, a single red
dot pointing up.
Darkwill cursed the carriage driver and widened his stride to pick it
up.
Just as he took this step, his body suddenly staggered, and he collapsed
to the ground loudly despite the lack of any obstacles. All he saw were
stars.
His mind went blank for a moment as he lay there, the milky-white die
right in front of his eyes.