Chapter 787: Dorian's Warning

Gehrman Sparrow... Dorian felt the vessels on his forehead

pulse when he heard that as he held his hands together, tensing up

without realizing it.

Situated in Pritz Harbor, he inevitably learned of the various news at

sea, both actively and passively, knowing far more than the residents in

Backlund who relied on the newspapers.

In recent months, he often heard from different channels of information

about Gehrman Sparrow. From killing Steel Maveti to severely injuring

Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy, to successfully hunting Admiral of Blood

Senor, all these stories were colored with mania.

*He left the sea and came to Backlund? He hasn't changed his trait of

craziness!* Dorian held back the horror and wariness that

subconsciously rose in his heart as he looked at his student and said in

a deep voice, "It's best that you minimize your communication with that

bounty hunter.

"He's bound to get into big trouble one day, and it wouldn't take long

for that to happen."

*Teacher is indeed experienced and has great acumen. He instantly saw

through Mr. World's intrinsic nature... Unfortunately, I'm already a

member of the Tarot Club, so it's impossible not to communicate with

him...* Fors adjusted her state of mind and sincerely nodded.

"Yes, Teacher."

Dorian composed himself and once again looked at his former student and

current enemy, Lewis Wien.

However, this Traveler could no longer speak. He didn't even have an

iota of spirituality left.

After a few seconds of silence, Dorian leaned back slightly and looked

at Fors.

"You mentioned paying 10,000 pounds for the job?"

He wasn't aware of Fors's financial situation, other than knowing that

his student was a best-selling author who likely earned quite a bit from

her royalties. Furthermore, she seemed to be doing quite well in the few

Beyonder circles with transactions that rewarded handsomely. Therefore,

it wasn't too surprising or unacceptable that she could save up 10,000

pounds.

Fors fidgeted, feeling a slight guilty-conscience as she said, "Is it

too expensive?"

She deliberately asked a question in order to hide the fact that she had

mentioned a fake number, so as to show that she didn't have much

experience in such matters.

Dorian shook his head.

"No, it's too cheap.

"It's so cheap that I suspect whether Gehrman Sparrow has other

motives."

As a member of the Abraham family which had suffered numerous setbacks,

he often maintained a relatively high level of wariness.

*In the professional terminology of various clubs and gatherings, that's

called a membership fee...* Fors lampooned as she "frankly"

said, "There were other conditions, including everything on Lewis Wien's

person belonging to him, as well as the requirement of me providing him

help. Also, I promised that if he's in need of cash in the future, I

will compensate him an additional 3,000 pounds."

"That's reasonable, but just barely." Dorian nodded gently and said,

"Usually, assassinating Lewis Wien who had the Aurora Order backing him

would cost at least 30,000 pounds. Hmm, and if there are other

situations, the price will be higher."

*Back then, Mr. World had used demigod powers recorded in Leymano's

Travels... He probably encountered something else... An Aurora Order

Saint?* Having had an edifying experience exerted on her by the

Tarot Club, Fors wasn't unfamiliar with the Aurora Order's structure.

She didn't hide her frown as she said, "From the looks of it, it's

indeed a little abnormal. Perhaps he's in desperate need of cash?"

Dorian thought and said, "Perhaps he cares more about Lewis Wien's

Beyonder characteristic. To the Beyonders of other pathways, it can be

forged into a rather useful mystical item as long as he finds a suitable

Artisan..."

Dorian paused for two seconds before adding, "There's no need to worry

about that. Just stay away from him in the future.

"Perhaps he had long targeted Lewis Wien, and he was just using the

information you provided to carry out the assassination while still

getting an additional bonus."

Dorian didn't continue on the topic as he took out a fist-sized pure

crystal ball from his pocket.

"It's made of Star Crystal, and it can effectively raise your

astromancy."

The light shone in from outside the window as resplendent "waves"

surfaced within the crystal ball.

Without waiting for Fors to reject, Dorian chuckled.

"Lewis Wien is my enemy. The payment used to get rid of him should be

paid by me. I don't have that much cash at the moment, and I can only

use some items to deduct from the payment."

"No, there's no need..." Fors shook her head, partially genuine, but

partially in contradiction to her will.

It was genuine because she only wanted to seek revenge for her teacher

back when she thought of getting rid of Lewis Wien without considering

the possible rewards she could later receive. It was in contradiction to

her will because she couldn't reject the reward.

Dorian said with a stern expression, "Do you wish for me to be ashamed

and uneasy?

"Don't worry. I still have quite a bit of wealth."

Fors nodded in response.

"Alright then..."

Dorian smiled once again.

"Also, I've brought you the Scribe potion formula. You can gather the

corresponding ingredients as you digest the Astrologer potion. Heh heh,

I'll prepare one of the main ingredients for you---the brain of an

Asmann. You'll have to rely on yourself for the rest."

An Asmann was said to be a monster that existed in ancient times. It

looked like an unprotected human brain that could fill a room. Not only

could it create terrifying illusions, but it could also make its

attackers die from their own attacks.

As he spoke, Dorian took out a yellowish-brown goatskin and passed it to

Fors.

Fors received it in gratitude and quickly scanned the list of main

ingredients:

"One complete brain of an Asmann, cursed artifact of an ancient

wraith..."

*I hope I can gather the remaining ingredients before I finish digesting

the Astrologer potion...* Just as Fors rolled up the goatskin,

she saw Dorian take out a pure golden box from his suitcase.

After removing the wall of spirituality, Dorian opened the box as he

said, "Without the gold enclosing it, the brain of an Asmann will

constantly affect you, causing you to hallucinate until you lose your

mental facilities."

Inside the squarish box was a blob of grayish-white, translucent, and

wrinkled object. It was about a fifth the size of Lewis Wien's head.

As expected of a family with a long history... Fors sincerely

thanked him once again and received the golden box and skilfully closed

it and used a wall of spirituality to seal it.

Dorian didn't stop and instead gave an excuse for Fors to stay back. He

set up a ritual and summoned the void creature Malmouth who enjoyed

music. He then took out two documents from the creature's spherical

body.

He had prepared the three items for Fors when he received the shocking

news regarding Mr. Door; therefore, he had it on him.

"These are two pieces of property in Backlund. One of them is in

Hillston Borough, and the other is in Cherwood Borough. They're in

excellent locations and should have a total valuation of about 6,500

pounds. The amount you can sell them for will be yours," Dorian said

with a smile.

Although the Abraham family was in a state of decline, as a former angel

family with a long history, it still had quite a bit of resources,

including land, tree farms, property, manors, and mines. However, Dorian

only had control over a few, with most of the remainder belonging to the

various smaller families.

*The place I'm renting costs 2,500 pounds and is in an okay district but

an average location... What Teacher gave me today does add up to about

10,000 pounds...* Fors couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In the Holy Wind Cathedral, Deep Blue Officiant Randall Valentinus

looked at the Mandated Punisher deacon and said, "Any findings?"

The new Backlund archbishop was a middle-aged man with a domineering

demeanor. His dark blue hair was thick, and he had large earlobes. His

eyes seemed to constantly hide lightning and storms within them.

The Mandated Punisher deacon standing before his desk was a thin

middle-aged man wearing a modified captain's hat. His looks didn't stand

out, but there was an anchor tattoo on his neck.

The man answered reverently, "Your Eminence, we've already caught some

of the members who participated in the gathering.

"However, they have no idea who the rest are, much less know of the

person who assassinated Mr. X.

"According to their description, the assailant was about 1.6 meters tall

and likely female. We can't rule out the possibility that it's a short

man."

Randall held back his anger and asked, "What do you plan on doing next?"

"As we are temporarily unable to know who Mr. X invited to the

gathering, and 1.6-meter-tall women are common, our plan is to relax our

stance on the surface as we target a few suspicious targets and convert

those we've caught into informants. Without us exerting any danger,

those bunch of lunatics from the Aurora Order will definitely seek out

the murderer themselves in order to avenge Mr. X. They'll likely do a

carpet search, and this way, not only will we find the assassin, but we

can also discover more clues to the Aurora Order," the thin middle-aged

man explained in detail.

Randall nodded in thought and said, "Roy, when taking action, remember

to apply for a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact.

"The situation is clear that the Aurora Order has at least a Saint in

Backlund. And the assassin's strength is greater than the typical

Sequence 5 Beyonder, and they similarly have a demigod backing them."

"Yes, Your Eminence." Roy Wellesley struck the left side of his chest

with his right fist.

"Dwayne, you often exceed my expectations. It hasn't taken you long to

finish studying The Revelation of Evernight's Book of Wisdom." Inside

Saint Samuel Cathedral, Bishop Elektra closed the bible in his hands and

smiled at the pious tycoon with gray sideburns and deep blue eyes.

Klein laughed and replied, "This is expected of a believer.

"Next up is the study of the Letters of the Saints?"

"Yes, which saint do you wish to begin with?" Elektra asked.

Klein looked to his sides and chuckled.

"Let's do Saint Samuel then."

Elektra wasn't surprised at that as he seriously introduced, "Saint

Samuel was a Backlund archbishop during the Fourth Epoch of the

Trunsoest Empire. He contributed greatly to the spreading of the

Goddess's faith and entered 'Her' divine kingdom before dying, becoming

an angel..."

As he spoke, he flipped to the corresponding Letters of the Saints.

At this moment, Klein's spiritual perception was triggered. He felt a

deep sense of evil and diabolical will spread above him.

Following that, a cold and quiet feeling extended from underground,

leveling everything and restoring the cathedral to its former

tranquility.

Bishop Elektra snapped out of his daze and said to Dwayne Dantès who

didn't seem to detect anything, "Sorry, I just recalled something."