Chapter 689: That's It?

Bellman Carnot's expression immediately turned odd when he heard Frank

Lee's name.

"Yes, he... he's a kind and pure person, but at times, his pureness is

terrifying."

Indeed... Klein made way and allowed the bellman to walk down

the stairs. As he followed him down, he asked, "Are you familiar with

him?"

Carnot silently walked ahead, and after a while, he said with his back

facing Gehrman Sparrow, "I'm a failed product filled with all kinds of

problems. I was always mocked, and only Frank was one of the few who

looked at me normally, treating me as someone with a real soul..."

"Why did he leave the Church of Earth Mother?" Klein asked despite

knowing the answer.

Carnot came out of the bell tower, answering while getting his bearings,

"I do not know about the specifics.

"He's an orphan. He grew up in the cloister from a young age. He really

treats the Church as a family and views Earth Mother as his mother.

"He has many strange ideas. He had the opportunity of becoming a diocese

bishop, but he was later nearly sent to a tribunal for being

sacrilegious."

*Frank mentioned this before. He was trying to crossbreed a bull, a cow,

and wheat together... To be frank, if it were me, I would've sent him to

the tribunal as well... This guy was fine early on because of his low

Sequence, limiting what he can do...* Klein mumbled and followed

Carnot down another street and arrived in the alley behind St. Draco

Cathedral.

Carnot walked in front of an ordinary building, pulled the doorbell

thrice, each tug lasting two seconds.

After a while, thudding sounds approached as the door creaked open.

Klein immediately saw an elder in a black short coat with a hard cane.

His hair was as white as snow, but he didn't have any obvious wrinkles.

He wore a black eye mask around his eyes.

"Mr. Councilor, Mr. Gehrman Sparrow is here to pay you a visit."

Councilor Ricciardo? He's Councilor Ricciardo? He's blind?

Previously, Klein had only heard his voice without meeting him. It was

no wonder he was surprised.

Ricciardo turned his ear to the side and slowly turned his head towards

Gehrman Sparrow and chuckled.

"Sorry, I can only meet you this way. When I woke up this morning, I

suddenly had a premonition that I mustn't open my eyes to see anything

today. To prevent any accidents, I wore an eye mask."

*...You can actually do that... He's in no way inferior as a

charlatan...* Klein was momentarily amused and surprised.

Following that, he understood the correct interpretation of his

premonition. He didn't want to see him!

He remembered that Beyonders from the Monster pathway were able to see

things others couldn't see. Therefore, Snake of Mercury Will Auceptin

was able to sense my uniqueness. And back in Tingen City, Ademisaul's

eyes bled and he collapsed to the ground simply from seeing me.

*Councilor Ricciardo sensed the danger and wore an eye mask ahead of

time... Sigh, if not for that, I was planning on asking what he can

see...* Klein didn't have any penchant about forcing others to

harm themselves. He held back his thoughts and asked, "Do you have clues

to the mystical item I need?"

"Not for now," Ricciardo said with a smile. "After I recovered from my

injuries, I went to Bayam. I was lucky that there was some adjustments

to the upper echelons of the navy and governor-general's office, so I

successfully rescued Roy King, but it wasted quite a bit of my time."

Klein had expected this as he said without any signs of surprise, "Then,

I'll use this request to get another form of help.

"I have a friend who is plagued with bad luck after interacting with a

mural left behind by the Angel of Fate. He needs it completely removed."

Ricciardo thought for a moment before saying, "No problem. Bring me over

to him. Don't allow him to leave his residence, or there might be

accidents."

Klein nodded and walked towards the alley with his suitcase in hand. He

took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Councilor, what do you know about the

Mother Tree of Desire?"

From Klein's point of view, the Life School of Thought and the Rose

School of Thought were at odds with each other, so it was likely that

they knew each other very well.

With cane in hand, Ricciardo slowly walked behind him to his right. He

didn't need anyone to help him; it was as though he wasn't wearing an

eye mask.

He chuckled.

"The Mother Tree of Desire is the Rose School of Thought's manifestation

of the Chained God. However, I suspect that the truth is actually the

reverse. The Chained God is one of the Mother Tree of Desire's many

manifestations. My reasoning is that Red Light, Moria, claims that the

Mutant pathway's Sequence 0 is still unoccupied. Heh heh, you know about

Sequence 0, right?"

"Yes," Klein succinctly answered. He didn't even express his knowledge

of the Great White Brotherhood.

Ricciardo tersely acknowledged. "In short, no one knows the true

identity of the Mother Tree of Desire, nor does anyone know what 'Her'

pathway is. Perhaps, that's 'Her' true identity. In addition, I can

provide some indirect information.

"The Mother Tree of Desire and the Primordial Moon are at odds. There

seems to be some irreconcilable conflict between them, and it's because

of this that the Rose School of Thought views us as an enemy.

"However, at times, the Mother Tree of Desire and the Primordial Moon

seem to have a subtle relationship. You might find it hard to imagine

that the Southern Continent's Shaman King, who worships the moon, joined

the Rose School of Thought.

"The seven Churches hate the True Creator, Primordial Demoness, Dark

Side of the Universe, and the other evil gods, but their hatred for the

Primordial Moon and Mother Tree of Desire runs even deeper.

"Similarly, the Aurora Order, Demoness Sect, Blood Sanctify Sect, and

Moses Ascetic Order do not like the Rose School of Thought."

*That's interesting... Mother Tree of Desire is one of the two most

isolated ones?* Klein stopped a carriage while in thought as he

watched Carnot help Ricciardo up the carriage.

He then entered the carriage and instructed the driver to bring them to

a nearby hotel.

Before long, the carriage arrived at their destination. Just as Klein

was about to get off, he suddenly heard a loud bang. A rumbling

explosion shook the entire street as glass fragments from a window fell

to the ground.

No way... Could it be caused by Anderson's bad luck? Klein's

spiritual intuition told him that it was the case, but the Unluckiest

Hunter had apparently lived.

He turned his head to look out the carriage and saw that a huge chunk of

wall had collapsed from the hotel's second floor. Flames and smoke

remained.

At this moment, a figure with disheveled blond hair and messy clothes

stood below as he muttered, "To think that there's such a daring person

to trade arms in a hotel. New kinds of explosives, especially. He nearly

caused me to die without even knowing why... My suitcase..."

Klein looked down at the suitcase he was carrying and suddenly felt how

great it was to be cautious.

He turned around and helped Ricciardo down the carriage.

Anderson sensed something as he turned his head to say with a bitter

smile, "The arms dealers these days are too unprofessional! Thankfully,

it's daytime, and there aren't many people in the hotel. The owner sure

is pitiful, having to suffer a certain loss. However, the gold they

carry shouldn't be destroyed that easily. It should make up for his

loss."

*I think your bad luck is responsible for a large part of the

accountability...* Klein nodded and said to Ricciardo, "It's

him."

Ricciardo then turned his head to Anderson, but his gaze was completely

blocked by the black eye mask.

He paused for a few seconds before smiling.

"Give me a gold coin."

"Oh?" Anderson took out a Loen gold coin from the inside of his clothes,

feeling suspect. Then, he smiled at Gehrman Sparrow. "Tradition from my

hometown. We sew a tiny pocket on the inside of our clothes to keep a

few coins. I originally didn't believe in it, but I've been just too

unlucky recently."

As he spoke, he handed the gold coin to Ricciardo.

Ricciardo received the gold coin, slowly closed his fingers, before

retracting his hand.

He then laughed and said, "Alright. Your bad luck has been dispelled."

"Ah?" Anderson stood there in shock as he looked at Gehrman Sparrow, as

though saying, "That's it? Did you get a fraud?"

Klein was surprised as well, but he chose to believe Ricciardo. After

all, he was a Fate Councilor.

Ricciardo put away the gold coin and chuckled.

"The bad luck you received this time wasn't child's play. If you don't

believe me, you can head over to the casino to try your luck."

"Makes sense!" Anderson clapped and immediately got directions for the

nearest casino from a passerby.

After a while, he returned in a clean and decent jacket. He looked at

Ricciardo and instinctively opened his mouth.

He was suddenly taken aback as he forcibly closed his mouth and thanked

him with a grin.

After the demigod was sent on a carriage, he leaned in towards Gehrman

Sparrow and wistfully said, "I was planning on saying that 'although

you're blind, you really are amazing when it comes to the domain of

fate...' Thankfully, I recalled in time that he's a demigod."

*If you had really said that, you might have the chance of becoming the

hunter who died immediately after having his bad luck

removed...* Klein didn't echo his sentiments as he said, "Now

can you tell me the clues to that revolver?"

As Creeping Hunger had great limitations, he still wished for a more

conventional offensive mystical item.

Anderson combed his hair and chuckled.

"It's in Bayam.

"It's from a friend I used to know, a very powerful adventurer. As he

got sick of the unstable and dangerous life, he used his savings to buy

a few spice gardens and found a lady to marry. He then completely left

this line of work we're in.

"He recently had a child and his thoughts changed again. He began to

wish that his child would be brought up in a better and safer

environment with better educational prospects, so he plans on moving to

Backlund. There are the best grammar schools and public schools there.

"Heh heh, he doesn't wish to rent a place in Backlund, but he also

doesn't plan on selling his gardens that constantly earn him money. He

happens to have an excess when it comes to mystical items, so he plans

on selling that revolver.

"Back then, I was in a rush to follow the treasure-hunting expedition

into those waters, so I'm not sure if he succeeded in the end. However,

few people can buy something worth nearly ten thousand pounds at once,

so the transaction won't close that easily."

"Alright. Bring me to him," Klein replied simply.

At that moment on the Golden Dream, Danitz was horrified to realize a

problem.

His captain hadn't appeared in three days!