Cryptic Resuscitation

By Tiah Thurston

Cthulhu + Steam + Punk + Global Feral Beasts... A vast world of revived horror.

Divination means can fight?

Slimes can become gods?

Combat must rely on savage rushes?

You'd be a fool not to use your brain.

Develop your own behind-the-scenes organization and train your men as fighters.

Norton Coulter, utilizing

• Language: English
• Publisher: Brandon Vaughn
• Release date: May 4, 2023
• ISBN: 9798868950797

Book preview

Chapter 1

Was it really a coincidental incident?

(For classification of occupations, see chapter review introduction first.)

The dimly lit room.

Handsome young man with a handsome face, hands resting beside a crystal ball glowing with white light.

On the Crystal Ball.

It's playing with intermittent footage.

After about a quarter of an hour.

Norton Coulter, withdraw your hands.

Putting away the table, the neatly arranged twenty-two tarot cards.

Pick up the table monocle and put it on.

Changed into a tuxedo and headed out.

Tick tock. tick tock.

The sound of falling liquid carried down the dimly lit hallway.

At this point ......

Kerosene lamp in the hallway. suddenly went out.

A middle-aged man in aristocratic attire.

The body shakes.

The pupils contracted slightly.

With the help of the moonlight, the front and back of the corridor were constantly scanned.

But there was no sign of movement.

Think of the recent rumors.

The mind began to panic.

Calling softly, Who. who is here, come out!!!

Tick tock ...... tick tock ......

But. besides the sound of water dripping from nowhere, there is no more half movement.

The man's heart sank.

The eyes showed a look of horror.

His body trembled slightly, and he moved step by step, holding onto the wall.

From time to time, he looked around.

Tashaar ...... Tashaar ...... Where are you? The mouth kept calling out softly, the maid's name.

The sound echoed down the hallway.

There was no response.

Tick tock ...... tick tock ...... The sound of water dripping became clearer and clearer.

The middle-aged man's body, the hairs of sweat on his entire body stood up.

Although it has been happening from time to time lately, this kind of paranormal event.

It just never occurred to me.

Appear to yourself.

Usually it's only heard as a joke.

Even the moving steps, stopped and looked around vigilantly by the moonlight.

Who the hell is this don't joke around here.

These words seemed to give the middle-aged man, great courage.

Followed by a yell out.

Who the hell is it! Come out to me! Know what happens when you tease a noble? Come out yet!!!

Still no response.

The middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore and roared with red eyes.

I, Baron Borsai, command you to come out at once! Or you will be judged by the nobility!!!

Except the sound kept echoing.

Still no reply.

Tick tock tick tock The sound became clearer and clearer, and it felt very close to him.

Mind blown.

Shouldn't it be.

Borsai was no longer afraid to continue thinking about it.

Continue to move your body along the wall.

Splat ...... Suddenly it felt like, something, dripping down on his forehead.

Instant pores on the body.

All blown up.

Trembling looked up.

Looking up.

A face of terror.

Appears in front of the eyes.

Two eyeballs hung from his cheeks.

Saliva dripped from his mouth.

Bright red tongue, waving back and forth in the air.

Aaaaahhhh!!! Both screamed instantly.

Borsai sat straight up paralyzed with fear.

Don't kill me! Don't kill me, what do you want? Want money. I'll give it all to you, I have gold coins! Don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me.

However.

The ghostly face moved slowly downward.

Both faces.

Ever closer.

Borsai couldn't stand the fear any longer.

Screamed Ahhhhh.

Pfft!!! Just the moment he opened his mouth.

Bright red tongue.

Directly into the mouth of the Bolser.

Well. well!!! Until the end of life, only whimpering sounds could be made.

Eyes with a look of horror, losing the breath of life.

That bright red tongue.

Like a pipe, it kept bulging.

Borsai Body.

At a rate visible to the naked eye, it began to dry out.

The monster hangs on to the eyeballs in his cheeks.

The pupils began to contract slightly, as if a very enjoyable look.

Until the body of Borsai, turned into a human skin.

The bright red tongue began to wiggle.

Straight out of Borsai.

Throw it at a side wall.

Bang!!! Making a loud noise, the body fell to the ground.

Just as the creature was about to leave.

The wall that was just smashed.

Crunch. a strange sound rang out.

The monster turned his head sharply to look.

An arrow that shone with a cold light, at a speed that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

Shooting at it.

Pfft!!! Accurately pierced into the monster's brow.

Puff.

The body instantly fell off the wall.

And the place where that arrow was shot was an organ.

Borsai corpse.

It happened to hit that organ button.

Calm was restored to the hallway.

About five minutes passed.

A slender figure in the moonlight.

Out of the darkness.

Come to the body.

Pop. came the sound of a lighter.

The firelight instantly illuminated the area.

A good-looking man with a monocle on his face.

Dressed in a tuxedo and black gloves.

A small smile hung at the corners of his mouth.

A dagger was pulled from his inner pocket.

Crouch down.

On that monster's cheek.

Cut out both eyeballs.

Another glass vial was pulled out and placed in it.

The mouth said to itself.

The sphinx spider's eyeballs have arrived, and the 2nd material has been collected!!!

Put the fire out.

The man disappeared into the moonlight again.

Early morning on day 2.

Next to Borsai's body.

A crowd gathered.

Two men in police uniforms, crouching next to the body.

One of them.

Was busy doing all kinds of tests.

It took 5 minutes before it stopped.

To the side.

The other man in police uniform said.

Detective Finks, it has been confirmed that the deceased is none other than the owner of this old castle, Baron Borsai.

The monster corpse is a sphinx.

After a preliminary judgment, the sphinx spider attacked Baron Borsai before flinging his body against the opposite wall.

Just in time to hit the hidden mechanism and shoot the Sphinx Spider to death!

Finks was half on his knees.

With one hand on his knee, he rested his chin and scrutinized the body.

A slight frown creased his brow.

Hear a coworker answer.

Shook my head ......

Rolsey, don't you think there's something wrong with this?

Rolsei was bewildered at what he heard.

Detective Finks, there's nothing wrong, it's just a coincidental incident.

Chapter 2

A third person appears, a magical world

Finks looked away, sphinx-faced.

Another look at the wall mechanism.

Turning to the butler, he said.

Who installed this mechanism?

The butler was a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Bewildered, he shook his head.

I'm not sure, I've never heard of it, the corridors are fitted with organs.

Outsiders, however, are not likely to come in; there are guards outside, and servants come and go frequently in the corridors.

The organ is so finely fitted that it can't be finished in a short time.

Maybe the lord used to put it on!

Coroner Rolsey picks up the conversation.

Detective Finks, are you mistaken? Even if someone had installed a mechanism here, there's no way to predict that the body would hit the exact spot.

From the traces at the scene, it's clear that the sphinx used its tongue, stabbing Baron Borsai in the mouth, before slamming the body against the wall.

If a third party shows up, the sphinx won't be unresponsive.

There has been no sign of a third party here either.

On the spot, everything is just a coincidence.

But Finks always felt something was wrong.

Just as he looked into the face of the sphinx spider.

Suddenly found ......

Sphinx spiders don't have eyes.

Two meridians hung from his cheeks.

Apparently, a pair of eyes was attached before.

But ...... sphinx spiders without eyes is not too uncommon.

Beyond that ......

No further problems were found.

Thought about it ......

There was insufficient evidence to dwell on the matter, and it involved the nobility again.

It's good to close the case as early as possible.

Looking at the Rowe track.

Let the case be finalized according to your survey, and write me a report then.

Yes!

Stand up ......

With a puzzled look, he left the place.

......

The Other Side ......

In a set of pajamas, Kurt, who had just gotten up.

Ah ...... ha!!! Constant yawning.

Ugh ...... really can't stay up all night or you can't sleep well.

Simply washed up.

Open Window ......

Outside are busy streets.

People come and go.

All sorts of shouts came into the ears.

Freshly baked black bread, 2 copper coins a piece! Come and buy it!!!

Fiery Rabbit Cub, 1 silver coin, any ladies fancy one!!!

Wood Elves, 10 silver coins a piece, I have the last two left here, come if you want them!!!

Ladies and gentlemen! The restaurant opens today with a 60% discount on everything, and the chef recruited by the City of St. Valery is absolutely amazing!

Top quality fabrics just arrived from the south, anyone interested, come and take a look!!!

Uh ......

Pffffffff ...... A strange looking parrot flew to the windowsill.

Hook-shaped mouth on which a human voice is emitted.

Good noon, Hon. Kurt! Kurt smiled at the parrot.

Grace, you continue to come to the ledge so punctually as before.

Didn't you go out looking for food today?

Grace, the parrot, raised her claws.

Scratching the fluffy neck.

A pair of small eyes, half narrowed, said.

Kurt, don't you want to, uh, succor me with food again?

This will break my heart!!!

Speak while ......

Eyes blinked as if they were about to shed tears.

The corners of Kurt's mouth twitched slightly.

From the desk next to the bay window.

Pick up a tin box.

Put it in front of Grace.

Help yourself, I'm going down to open the store, and remember to close the lid when you're done.

The parrot lowered its forehead slightly.

One paw was raised as if in a salute.

Kurt, the forest goddess praises you!!!

When he finished, he jumped into the metal box and began to feast.

Kurt opened the closet.

Inside, except for some clothing and socks and casual clothes.

There are also several different styles of tuxedos.

A white shirt and slacks were chosen, with a gray vest over the white shirt.

Toward the stairs.

2nd floor accommodation.

On the 1st floor is a store.

Surrounded by potted plants.

There are also bunches of flowers individually wrapped.

Sunlight through a glass door.

Shine in it ......

It makes you feel relaxed.

Click ...... The gate just opened.

A few soft things on the ground.

Wiggling and crawling into the store.

That's exactly what Slime is.

Slimes are everywhere in this city.

Not only are they harmless.

Instead, all the garbage where they walk by is swallowed by them.

Like scavengers.

Slime excrement can be used as fertilizer.

Very good for plant growth.

Over time ......

People are used to Slimes existing.

Here it is ......

No, in this world.

From before the millennium ......

Then there are all kinds of strange phenomena.

There are cute animals, hungry and ferocious beasts, and all sorts of paranormal events.

There are more ...... still unsolved mysteries.

In the beginning.

The whole world was in chaos, but gradually, as time passed, mankind had become accustomed to this life.

But most of them.

I only know that ferocious beasts roam outside the city.

The bizarre events in the city have been officially blocked and few people know about them.

Kurt organized the potted flowers.

Shouted up the stairs.

Grace, are you done eating?

Eat up!

Then come down and watch the store for me for a while, and remember to call me if anyone comes to buy anything!

Yes, Honorable Kurt!

PUMP PUMP!!! Grace flapped her wings and flew down the stairs.

Drop to the storefront shelf.

Constantly combing his feathers.

Kurt then returns to a room on the 2nd floor.

The room was filled with various glass test tubes.

And some surgical knives.

See, in particular, one of the glass test tubes.

Put a pair of eyeballs.

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Starting Work ......

Chapter 3

Sequence 9- The Audience, The Magical Monolithic Eye

Except for this pair of eyeballs.

And a lot of rarities.

Tiny Tongue ......

Pink plants.

A strange ear.

A heart the size of a fingernail.

A small bone.

Wait ......

A dozen different materials.

Kurt put on a pair of white gloves.

Start organizing this material.

Something easier to break.

Grind it directly into powder, or smash it into a thin paste.

Something harder.

Instead, there is a toaster-like object.

Just put it in through the entrance.

It will turn into powder after a while.

Call it a crusher.

Then take these powders and liquids and pour them into different glasses.

There were even glasses with strange bubbles in them.

It's a little scary to look at.

Kurt was not only not the least bit intimidated by this.

Instead, his eyes flashed with a fiery light.

It was like seeing a rare treasure.

This was followed by a variety of glasses, which were debugged over and over again.

It took over an hour.

In a glass.

Sparkling with colorful liquid.

Whew ...... finally!

Sequence 9: Audience. Magic potion done!

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Feeling the magic potion in his body that he had drank earlier.

A slight frown creased his brow.

Looks like it will take another week to digest, alas! Let's wait a week before taking it!

There was a sudden shout from downstairs.

Kurt, Kurt, someone's buying flowers, someone's buying flowers!!!

Place the magic potion on the center table.

Toward the stairs.

Just down the stairs ......

An old man was seen standing inside the store.

Hahaha, Sotas, what brings you here?

The old man was red-faced.

The corners of his mouth grinned, revealing two rows of large yellow teeth.

Laughing Road ......

Kurt, come by today, you're going to buy a lot of flowers, remember to give me some discounts!

Kurt stepped forward and tapped, on the other man's arm.

Hahaha, you're a regular customer too, of course I'll give a discount.

Which flowers are needed today? What is the quantity?

Just as the two were talking.

No one noticed.

Behind Kurt.

A Slime, squirming ever so slightly up the stairs.

Sotas leered.

Hey ...... start me off with 100 tulips today, I may need more later.

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

Doubtful ......

Why do you need so many tulips, the cemetery you guard, did something happen?

Talking at the same time.

Using a disposable cup, he poured Sotas a cup of coffee.

Sotas leaned back in his chair and sighed.

There was a large mysterious incident in the north of the city yesterday, and thousands of people died.

As you know, there's only a small cemetery on the north side of town, and naturally a lot of the bodies, they'll be laid to rest in the cemetery that I look after.

How could I pass up such good business? By the way, do you have enough tulips here?

There are 300 graves on my side, and I'm afraid you don't have enough tulips here.

When relatives of the deceased come to pay their respects, they buy a tulip.

This is also a local tradition.

Sotas is close to the water.

Make some extra money naturally.

Don't worry, at noon, I'll send someone directly to the cemetery for you.

By the way, tell me about the mystery, what was it all about?

Sotas learned that quantities could be supplied.

And relaxed.

Sighs ......

And I don't know what possessed those 1,000 people to all gather together.

There were no on-the-spot witnesses, and the discovery was made in a large warehouse.

Everyone slit their wrists and died, and there was a large pattern painted on the floor of the warehouse, and everyone's bodies were lying on the pattern.

A number of detectives have been there, and so far no results have been received.

I guess it's still in lockdown at this point!

Kurt also just took the news and listened to it as a pleasure.

After all, in this world.

These kinds of things happen all the time.

Only ......

There are not many incidents that cause thousands of deaths at the same time.

The duo chatted about other mysteries.

It's a common topic of conversation.

Finish the coffee.

Only then did Sotas rise to say goodbye.

I'll leave you then, remember to bring the flowers and I'll check out with you then.

Yes!

Kurt pulled a candy bar out of the counter drawer.

Throw it at Grace.

I have to go up and get busy, then watch the store for me.

The parrot holds the candy with precision.

The forehead is slightly lowered.

No problem, thanks to the generous Hon. Kurt!

Smiling, he shook his head.

Head for the stairs.

Just entered the lab door.

The body was fixed in place.

It was as if someone had cast a stasis.

In his lab at the moment.

A blonde woman stood at the center table.

Looking around ......

Upon seeing Kurt.

Immediately get down on one knee.

Greetings, Master!

Ignoring each other.

Pick up the monocle that hangs around your neck.

Place it at the right eye.

One set of data reveals itself.

Kashar (Slime).

Strengths: Audience Pathway (Sequence 9 - Audience).

Ability: 1. To make people ignore her presence. 2. To be able to stand on the sidelines, observe other people's demeanor, and predict the next move.

Introduction: Accidentally took a magic potion, got evolved and became a special Slime. Because of the composition of the magic potion, she has 100% loyalty to the owner who made it. Although she was formed by evolution, she still needs to play the Law to digest the magic potion in her body.

Hint: Have gold strength energy in your body!

Chapter 4

Secret service, Finks. You're a real handful, aren't you?

After reading each other's profiles.

There was some regret in his heart.

This magic potion can be hard to come by.

Since he crossed over to this world.

Five years have passed.

The first 4 years as a commoner, it took a lot of hard work to make a magic potion, as well as the current family fortune.

Even after having the ability to do so.

It also took almost a year.

Only just scraped together a 2nd copy.

Who knew it was eaten by a Slime.

There was some doubt in his mind.

Looking at Kasar, he asked.

You used to be a Slime right?

Yes, Master!

Don't you Slimes only eat miscellaneous things? Why would you devour magic potions?

Kaspar shook his head.

My subordinate didn't really know, but just by the feeling that something seemed to be calling me, I came here and swallowed the bottle of liquid.

And after that it became what it is now.

Raising her hand and cupping her chin, she took a long look at Kasal.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, traditional western beauty.

Perfect body proportions.

Plus a red gown for a more demure look.

If it is not made clear to the person.

Thought it was some young lady.

It was impossible to even think that it was a Slime.

Asked with confusion.

Can you change back to the way you were before?

The word is out ......

The Kashar figure was seen.

Like it was melting.

Just a blink of an eye.

It then reformed into a Slime.

Only ......

This Slime, has eyes and a mouth.

There's something cute about a silly exterior.

Master, it's still possible to turn into a Slime, only the in-body abilities, it seems, can't be used.

But there is another ability that my subordinates call regeneration. As long as a part of the body exists, it can be regained, and it can be done in a day's time.

Regular Slime.

There are similar capabilities.

Only the recovery time, very slow.

It was also for this reason that the city was full of Slimes and the humans didn't bother anymore.

It's never enough to kill, not to mention the benefits.

Gradually, everyone has become accustomed to the presence of this creature.

Nod your head ......

You have two stances and can switch between them at will, right?

Yes, Master!

Then for the time being, use this form and keep it here!

Yes!

It's inconvenient to have a woman appear out of nowhere.

There's too much weirdness in the city.

As soon as an unsub shows up, he's taken away by those detectives to do some investigating.

Even if the detectives didn't find out.

Neighbors around the neighborhood see such things and actively report them.

All are afraid that around them, there are bizarre events.

If it's a Slime.

To the point where it's easy for everyone to ignore.

Clean up the lab a bit.

Traveled to the nursery production site to deal with Sotas purchase of tulips.

......

Makena City ......

Police Department, City East Precinct.

Finks sat in his office.

Constantly rummaging through, yesterday, the Baron de Borsay case.

It always seemed suspicious in there.

Rolsey held a cup of coffee.

Walked in from outside.

Skimmed at the table.

Laughing Road ......

Detective Finks, you're taking this too seriously, aren't you? This case is closed, why go through it?

Finks raised his hand and pinched his brow.

In a hushed voice ......

This case is too suspicious to be so coincidental.

Rolsey returned to his desk.

Feet on the table, holding his coffee, he laughed.

Oh, what's the point of bothering so much every day? There are just too many cases that our police department can't crack.

If every case operated that way, it wouldn't wear you out.

Think on the bright side, as long as the family of the deceased has no comment, the matter will be over!

Finks picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

Shake your head ......

I actually understand that the outcome of this case doesn't matter.

Rolsey, have you ever thought about the question of what a terrible thing it would be if this thing were really man-made.

If this man commits another murder, how do we crack it?

So this case must be taken, as a typical case, and if there is really a murderer behind it, his way of killing must be mastered.

It will be easier for us to respond to such cases in the future.

With this in mind, there was no further hesitation.

Taking a sip from his cup of coffee, he stood up.

Heading out ......

Rosai saw shook his head.

Muttering under his breath ......

What a responsible detective na!

Pulling out a newspaper on the table, he flipped through it casually.

The Other Side ......

Finks didn't walk out the door of the police station.

Instead, he came to the police station compound, a remote corner.

Trees block the sun.

It made the surroundings look a little gloomy.

Even walking around, you could smell a dampness.

Below the trunk.

With a bunker-like earthen structure.

Bi-parting wooden doors ......

It looked a bit run down, and even green moss could be seen on it.

Finks stepped forward.

Knock, knock, knock ...... three times.

A lazy voice came from inside.

Who?

I'm Detective Finks, and I have a case that needs the help of the Secret Service.

The door is unlocked, come in yourself!

Chapter 5

Seals: 9

0142 The Eye of the Peeping Tom

Creak ...... A rattling sound came from the wooden door.

It seemed a little dim inside.

It's a house of about 50 square feet.

Four Corners ......

An oil lamp hangs from each.

There were a number of tables and chairs placed around, which were empty at the moment.

There was only an old white-haired man at the bar.

is lounging, slumped on the counter.

Finks, why are you here again? At this rate, this month's paycheck won't be enough to come to us for expenses.

The corners of Finks' mouth twitched slightly.

His salary is only one gold coin a month.

Already considered high income.

But every time you come here, the starting price is 50 silver coins.

Whenever I come across some odd case, I can't help but be curious.

And the paychecks are all down the drain.

Opening the briefcase he carried, he pulled out a stack of papers and set them on the counter.

With a slightly embarrassed face, he said.

Here is a case that I feel is problematic and would like to enlist the help of the Special Branch personnel.

The white-haired old man skimmed through the documents.

Looking up at Finks.

Are you going to take this case and turn it over to special agents to solve it, or are you just checking to see, who made that mechanism?

Finks waved his hand in quick succession.

Just need to know, who made the organ.

Have been here many times.

It was too expensive to solve the case, and he didn't want to waste that money for nothing.

The white-haired old man bristled.

The usual rule, 50 silver coins without a counteroffer!

Somewhat reluctantly from his pants pocket.

Pulls out a silver coin that identifies the word 50.

Put it on the table ......

The old man picked up the silver coin.

Put it in front of your lips.

Whew!!! Two fingers pinched the silver coin and blew into the edge.

Put it in your ear ......

Buzz buzz buzz!!! Let out a constant chirping sound.

It was only then that I was satisfied to put it away on the counter.

Wait a moment, if anyone takes the quest, they'll be here soon.

Take any seat you want!

Finks removed his bowler hat and placed it on his chest.

The body bent slightly and saluted.

Thanks a lot!

Then the white-haired old man.

On a keyboard-like, like countertop.

Constantly knocking.

......

A beautiful looking woman.

Was watering a potted plant on the balcony.

on the wristwatch in the room behind them.

There is a constant clicking ...... clicking sound.

This is followed by a fine slit on the side of the watch.

Spit out a note.

When you hear a voice.

The woman put down the kettle with great speed and quickly ran to her room.

Just scanning the contents of the note.

Immediately pressed a button on the wristwatch, but there was no response.

The little mouth pouted in exasperation.

Nasty ...... another slow step, which nasty guy is that with such fast hands!!!

......

A figure wearing a full body cloak.

Just walked through the gates of the east side of town police station.

A note was cupped in his hand.

The watch was constantly flashing green.

Visible under the cloak.

At the corner of this person's mouth, a smile appeared.

Muttering under his breath ......

It's not a bad day for luck!

The footsteps did not stop.

Straight to the corner of the police station.

Special Branch Office.

Push open the wooden door and walk in.

Upon seeing Finks.

An eyebrow raised slightly under the cloak.

A hoarse sound came out of his mouth.

Finks, I didn't expect it to be you again, looks like you've been solving a lot of cases lately.

Police department cases are in addition to a fixed salary.

For each case solved, there is an additional bounty depending on the difficulty.

Of course, the amount wasn't as high as that of the Special Branch officers.

The corners of Finks' mouth twitched slightly.

Standing up, he saluted.

Hon. Wilder! It is very good to see you again!

Wilder nodded.

Come to the counter.

Ta ...... ta ...... The index finger tapped the counter twice.

Application for Seal: 9-0142 Peeping Eye.

The white-haired old man's eyebrows raised slightly.

Are you alone? It would be safer to advise you to find another person to work with.

Wilder looked sideways at Finks.

Isn't there another person there? The white-haired old man asked, looking at Finks.

Would you be willing to help Wyatt and hold the seal?

Finks, on the other hand, looked puzzled.

came to the counter and asked curiously.

What are the seals? Can you tell us in detail? The white-haired old man nodded.

Seals are categorized into different levels of danger from 9-0.

The Sequence 9 Seal that Wilder applied for can be held by an ordinary person for a maximum of one hour in a day, after that time, they will be contaminated by the Seal and turn into monsters.

And Wylde can hold it for two hours, which means that the two of you, combined, have a maximum of three hours or there will be trouble ......

Ta ...... ta ...... Wylde tapped the desk again.

Well, come on, this case won't take that long, almost Finks can't use it.

The white-haired old man was helpless from the drawer.

Pulled out a form and took another pen.

It was handed to Wilder.

Sign the application form!

Wilder didn't even look at it.

Swish swish swish ...... quickly signed his name and the name of the seal he needed to apply.

The white-haired old man took the form.

Turning around, he tucked it into a, mailbox-like, green box behind him.

Once again, there was silence here.

After about five minutes.

A secret door behind the counter suddenly opened.

A man fully cloaked and masked.

Holding a metal case in both hands, he placed it on the counter and turned to leave without saying a word.

The old white-haired man pushed the box at Wilder.

It must be returned in 24 hours or you know the consequences!

Wilder nodded.

Heading out the door with the metal box.

Finks follow!!!

Chapter 6

Spirit World, Secret Prayer Man, Finding the Man Who Installed the Machine

The two sat in the carriage.

Walking toward the old fortress of Borsai.

Nothing to do ......

Finks asked curiously.

Mr. Wilder, what is that seal you're carrying? How come I haven't seen it before when I applied for help from the Special Affairs Bureau?

A small smile played at the corner of Wilder's mouth under his cloak.

Because of my limited ability, if it's a mystery, I can easily find out.

If it's man-made I can't do anything about it, I can only probe with the help of these items.

As for seals, they are things that are cursed, or contaminated by mysterious forces that have some special effects.

Ordinary people who hold it for a long period of time will also be contaminated and turn into monsters.

Only by sealing it with special means can it be used temporarily to utilize its abilities.

The peeping eye in this chest is the eye left behind when a diviner dies.

Because of environmental factors, the body had decomposed, but still left an eye.

Finks was stunned for a moment.

asked, pointing to the box.

Does Your Excellency mean that this is a human eye in here?

Wylde's mouth grinned.

A hoarse laugh escaped his mouth.

geigei...... exactly! Finks pursued curiously.

And how do the eyes work. And what does it do?

This time Wilder didn't explain.

Random Roads ......

You will naturally know when you get to the place, and about this matter don't leak out. Otherwise your boss, will definitely go after you.

Uh, got it!

It was also because Fingers, who traveled frequently to the Secret Service, knew these things sooner or later that Wilder did not keep them secret.

Just a reminder.

Since the old fort was on the outskirts of the city.

After about 20 minutes.

Only then did he slowly enter the old castle manor.

Without any delay, the duo went straight to the site of the incident.

Wilder looked around.

Waving at the steward, and servants who followed.

I'm going to meticulously inspect this, so leave!

Yes!

Wait for the crowd to leave.

It was only then that Wilder turned toward Finks.

I'll use my ability to probe a bit first, you retreat to 10 meters unexpectedly and don't let anyone approach.

Yes!

So-called pollution ......

That is, the energy in the bodies of the professionals.

When used on a large scale.

Depending on ability.

Surroundings ......

It also emits different hazardous radiation.

Normally, the energy is controlled within the body, so that the energy does not spread, and there is no problem for ordinary people to come into contact with it.

It becomes very dangerous to use.

Ordinary people staying around for a long time would definitely be affected by the radiation and turn into monsters.

If a high level professional, use it on a large scale.

Ordinary people would instantly turn into monsters if they were even slightly tainted with a trace of it.

This is why professionals must be eradicated immediately when they get out of control.

Fingers backed up to 10 meters out.

The other man was seen to take off his hood.

Only when seeing Wilder's face.

Making Finks body, he couldn't help but retreat a few meters again.

Wylde above the mouth.

It was like a centipede, lying on the whole head.

You could even see those things, writhing as if they were alive.

When Wylde in particular had a smile at the corner of his mouth, it was like a demon out of hell.

Finks was too scared to look again.

Wilder didn't bother.

From the cloth pouch at his waist, he pulled out something and began to set it up on the ground.

A simple ritual is formed.

Three more candles were lit.

Snap ...... snapped his fingers.

The energy in his body instantly burst out.

Rituals on Earth ......

A faint glow was emitted.

Wilder's eye color gradually shifted.

Eventually it turns pure white.

The whole world ......

It was as if it had turned into a transparent shape.

It can be seen from time to time.

All sorts of strange and weird things floated by as if they were mollusks.

Wilder tried to communicate with the spirits around him with his spirit.

This world, too, is called the Spirit World.

Same world, but different dimensions exist.

The creatures inside are also strange, and even powerful professionals, can swim in the spirit world.

So far.

And no one knows just how big this Spirit World is, and what exactly is in it?

Special Occupations.

Utilizing their abilities, they can communicate with these spirit world creatures.

Wilder, Secret Prayer Man Sequence, Current Strength Sequence 9 Secret Prayer Man, can communicate with ghosts and the like.

Through rituals, it is also possible to connect to the spirit world and communicate with spirits.

Although the spirit world is very vast.

But Wilder has a limited range of abilities.

Looking around.

Nor have I ever found one, a spirit that can communicate.

It felt like the energy in his body was fading away.

That's what stopped it.

Looking at the box at his feet, he shook his head helplessly.

It looks like you'll need your help after all.

The key was pulled out of his pocket.

Open the metal box.

Just as it opened, an eye dangled and flew up.

The eyeballs are no different from normal humans.

Only ...... the eyes were bloodshot.

Staring at Wilder.

They were old friends, so how could they not know what each other meant?

Seals can be used by the bearer though.

But it will leave behind the former owner's obsession.

The ability to use the seal can only be used if the requirements are met;

The owner of this eye, on the other hand, had lost control of the energy in his body because of his excessive greed for money and overuse of his abilities.

His obsession ......

Also retained within this eye.

The corners of Wilder's mouth twitched slightly.

Although 50 silver coins a mission, the Special Affairs Bureau shared some of it, plus various materials consumed.

It really didn't even get halfway there.

Somewhat reluctantly.

Pulling a silver coin from his pocket, he tossed it over.

No movement in sight.

Just moments before the silver coin touched that eye.

The silver coins disappeared into the air.

And I don't know where to go.

Wilder said to the peeping eye.

I need to know who has been within this 10-meter radius for half a month?

Having said that ......

shouted to Finks, who was by the window, looking at the view.

Finks, stand there and don't move, an image will appear later. Keep all these people in your mind and take your time to find out.

Yes! Though a little confused, he nodded in agreement.

Just then ......

Above the peephole.

As if it were a projection.

Play a figure.

There were maidservants, florists, masons, butlers, and Bolsheviks ...... one and all densely manifested around.

Movements per person.

It's all within this 10 meter range of the poses that used to happen.

It was as if they were actually there.

Finks was shocked at the same time.

Begin a quick glance at each of the above.

Force it into your mind.

Just then ......

Another figure is refreshed.

The man's movements are installing organs.

Finks pointed at the figure and shouted hastily.

Hon. Wilder is him.

Wylde nodded, addressing the seal.

Play only this man's passage!

The other figures disappeared instantly.

The figure that was left directly behind took a wooden ladder, went to the wall, and began to install the mechanism.

Then left straight away.

There was no other movement.

Wilder, looking to Finks, asked.

Is that okay?

That's fine, thanks a lot Your Excellency!!!

Wilder, without saying a word, resealed the seal.

Carrying the metal box to Finks.

Well, mission accomplished, and when Lord Finks returns, please remember to submit this matter for completion.

Yes, thank you, Lord Wilder! Wilder waved his hand.

No harm done, this is just a mission, are you going to come with me or stay here?

Finks shook his head.

And I'm going to stay here and find out who that person really is.

Eh, I'll be off then, bye!

Bye!

Wilder didn't notice.

That sealer.

Just now at the time of the manifestation of the silhouette.

There was a second.

showed ever, very puzzled look.

The grade of the seal is also closely related to strength.

Low-grade seals.

Unable to affect, a being of a higher order than it.

Even at the same level.

There will also be some impact.

Of course there are some special things that are not included in this rule, except that the Peeping Eye is not included.

Chapter 7

Soothsayer's Club, code name The Fool.

After Wilder left.

Finks headed straight for the hall.

Find a steward ......

In the parlor, the butlers and slaves were all here.

They are also waiting for news.

Seeing Finks coming, the butler rushed to meet him.

Your Excellency, Detective, I wonder if anything has been found out about the Lord Baron?

Finks scanned the crowd.

There was no sight of the famous man who appeared in the picture.

Asked the butler.

Was there not a man, about thirty-five or thirty-six years of age, who came to the old castle before the death of his Excellency the Baron?

He also used to take the ladder.

The butler thought for a moment.

Didn't think of this character either.

Turning to the servants, he asked.

Do either of you remember that anyone has borrowed a ladder recently? One of the maids raised her hand.

Lord Steward, Harvey the carpenter once came to me for a ladder when he came to fix a window a week ago.

Finks' eyes lit up.

Asked the butler.

Do you know who this Harvey carpenter is?

A puzzled look appeared on the butler's face.

Answer truthfully ......

Carpenter Harvey lives next to the old fort and has been maintaining our old fort since he learned carpentry and got out.

Kind, never offended, and Lord Baron never treated Harvey badly, so the murderer shouldn't be him, should he?

Finks smiled and patted, the butler on the shoulder.

If every murderer, from the surface, was obvious, there would be no need for us detectives.

Call a servant and take me to that Harvey, and I will naturally inform you of the result.

Okay! Thank you, Your Excellency!

The housekeeper directly asked the maid who had just spoken.

Took Finks and headed for Harvey's lodging.

Outside the old castle manor.

It's just a main street.

Ordinary residents live on both sides.

A large portion of them, are residents who serve the old castle.

The maid took the Finks.

Come to 1 2-story wooden house.

Harvey! Is Harvey home?

Soon from the 2nd floor window, a middle-aged man was revealed.

It was the very person Finks was looking at in the image.

Harvey saw the badge on Finks' shirt when he saw it.

The pupils contracted slightly.

There was some panic in his mind.

Yesterday after learning of the death of Baron de Borsay.

He just kept on his toes.

How could I have imagined.

The mechanism installed would implicate the Lord Baron's death.

Keep blessing and don't involve yourself.

But I didn't expect ......

And the detective showed up.

His lips parted slightly and he took two deep breaths.

Pressed his mind.

before calling out to the maid below.

Looking for me for something?

The maid introduced herself by pointing to Finks.

This is Detective Finks, wanting to check in with you about your visit to the old castle earlier to fix the windows.

Harvey had the presence of mind to refuse.

But in the face of a detective, even if you wanted to, you wouldn't dare refuse.

Hold on, I'll be right down to open the door!!!

At the sofa in the living room.

Finks sat across from Harvey.

Gazing into the other man's eyes, he asked.

I hope you answer the next question truthfully or you will be held legally responsible. Harvey nodded with a somewhat averted look in his eyes.

Roger that, Mr. Detective!

Harvey's look naturally fell into Finks' eyes.

A small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Instead of beating around the bush, he asked directly.

Why did you install organs in the corridors of the old castle? Why did you try to get Baron Borsai killed? Do you have a grudge against him?

Saying that was just to test the waters.

Who'd have thought ......

Harvey went straight from the couch across the room.

Flop ...... fell to his knees.

Harvey assumed that Finks had found out that he had installed the organ.

To have a chance to live.

And not daring to continue beating around the bush, he came right out with it.

For crying out loud ......

Your Honor, Detective, I really never meant to get Baron Borsai killed.

Oooh ...... wrongly accused ah, I just rely on the ancient castle to eat, how can I harm him? I am really wronged ah!!!

Since the Baron's death, Harvey has not eaten well or slept well.

Couldn't stand the torment long ago.

As soon as Finks's question came out, Harvey broke right down.

To know what killed the Baron.

Not only will he die, but even his family will share in the crime.

To hide from the ties.

has sent his children and his wife, yesterday, back to his mother's house in the hope of dodging the bullet.

Finks frowned slightly.

From years of experience in investigating cases, it was obvious that Harvey didn't really want to get the Baron killed.

It was also realized that there might be a problem.

Hurriedly said ......

Don't you cry, tell me why you traveled to the old castle to install the mechanism?

Harvey raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes.

That's what huffed.

A while ago, we had a murder here, a husband and wife, both of them suddenly disappeared.

The night before I disappeared, I happened to be out drinking some wine and came back late.

Witnessed a giant spider that crawled into that house.

But then the incident was told, to the detectives who came to investigate, and they all thought I had been drinking too much.

For the safety of my family and children, I went to the Ouija Club for help.

Afterward, I went to a soothsayer, who told me that I could kill the giant spider by installing mechanisms in the corridors of the old castle.

Figuring that the mechanism is more secretive and won't hurt anyone inside anyway.

Just took advantage of fixing the windows and put the mechanism in by the way, and who would have thought that a week later, the death of the Lord Baron would be heard.

Detective, I was just trying to kill the spider for my own family's safety.

You tell me how wrong I am about this!!!

In fact, there is no culpability regarding this matter, even if Harvey installed it intentionally.

After all, the organ shot the spider, not the Baron.

Finks was just trying to understand what was going on.

The source now points to the soothsayer.

Thoughtfully asked.

Which soothsayer's club did you go to? Which soothsayer did you seek?

Harvey didn't even think about it and answered directly.

Jole Diviner's Club! Codename Fool Diviner!

Finks gets to his feet.

The situation is generally understood, and I will return if there is a follow-up; do not leave Makena City for a while.

Otherwise even innocence becomes guilt!

Harvey nodded sharply.

Yes, yes, yes, never leave! If there is anything I need to ask, I will answer truthfully.

Harvey's mind was also relieved.

I didn't realize that the detective was quite wise and didn't take the fall for himself.

It's a legalistic society though.

But the class concept is very significant.

Low status of civilians.

Inside the prison are countless civilians who have been wrongly accused.

Then he turned to the maid.

Go back and tell the steward that the matter is prima facie unrelated to Harvey.

Yes!

After Finks left.

There was no rush to get back to the police station.

Instead, they are looking toward ......

Jole Diviner's Club direction of travel.

Chapter 8

Dusk Hermits, Serpent of Destiny

The other side.

Norton Coulter, finally rested after a busy day.

Just got back to the store.

Grace was heard, flapping her wings and roaring over and over.

Kurt! Kurt!!! How can you just leave, I'm just a parrot, not your waitress!!!

Just as Grace was about to continue reading.

Kurt's hands.

Suddenly there's an extra lollipop.

Tucked right in.

Grace's parrot's beak.

Small, green-bean eyes narrowed momentarily.

Vague, chanting.

The Honorable Kurt ...... remains ...... as generous as ever... ...

To this ......

Kurt was used to it.

Head straight for the 2nd floor.

A Slime was close behind.

Got to the 2nd floor ......

The Slime transformed directly into Kashaar.

Master, what can I do for you?

At the corner of Kurt's mouth, a smile curled up.

It seems that you are very skillful in the use of your observation skills. Kaspar said with a bow.

My subordinate observed the pedestrians coming and going based on the advice provided by my master, and found that the magic potion in my body was digested very quickly.

And the entry was very steady and there were no emotional riots.

Kurt sat down in his chair.

Grinding his chin, he thought.

Meanwhile ......

Kaspar seemed to know what his master was thinking, and immediately went forward to brew a cup of coffee and put it on the table.

The so-called playing law.

It is to stand in the perspective of the corresponding name and go forward to adapt.

The biggest dilemma of the Magic Potion series.

First, do not know the play method. Only with time to slowly digest the magic potion in the body, it is likely to cause an out-of-control state.

But mastering the play method, it will keep the magic potion in the body, more stable absorption, and the absorption speed is very fast.

Natural absorption takes years or even decades.

Using the play method for a few months, one can complete the mold to be digested, and those who use the play method well enough can even complete the magic potion digestion in a month.

Second, the name of the sequence. If you want to learn the play method, you must first know the name of your magic potion, if you don't even know the name, let alone the play method.

This is the biggest problem for many forces.

In this world, the people who knew the magic potion formula were already very few, plus a slight mistake in the name would make all the efforts equal to nothing.

It still takes time to slowly digest.

At best, you run into a blind cat, run into a dead rat, and increase your speed a little.

For example, Audience Magic Potion, if you take the audience name, and turn it into an actor.

Use the play method and you're on the wrong path.

Improve just a little bit, the speed of digestion.

Third, magic potion making. Depending on the ingredients, a slight mistake may result in not getting the ability in question.

For example, the same ingredient, made in the wrong proportions, is likely to turn the taker right into a monster.

Or even a decrease in special abilities, or just an increase in energy in the body and no special abilities appear.

Fourth, magic potion materials. The higher the level of the magic potion material, the more difficult to obtain. For example, a Sequence 5 magic potion will most likely require Sequence 4 materials, and the key is not even one.

It could be said that every material obtained was very rare.

Fifth, magic medicine materials to distinguish. There are some materials that require a certain number of years, however, it is simply impossible to distinguish them from their appearance.

There are also animals or plants that look the same in appearance.

It simply makes it impossible for you to analyze.

One must have a sufficient knowledge base to be able to tell the difference.

So professionals, every step is very difficult.

The biggest challenge is the recipe.

The powers that be hold the formula in the palm of their hands and don't leak it out at all.

Ordinary people want to know the material a thousand times over, even at great cost.

Only then can we know.

The name and material of the next sequence.

Yet none of this was a problem for Kurt.

At the beginning of his crossing.

There are 22 tarot cards right there on the table.

It detailed 22 paths to godhood, as well as a list of materials required.

Plus one.

Monocle with tip function.

It's almost like everything is ready to go.

The only thing Kurt had to do was two things.

I. Find those materials.

Second, use the play method to digest the magic potion in your body.

Picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

Looking at Kasar, he said.

Fast digestion should be a problem for your race, and good for you.

The next step is to use it skillfully so that you can enter, at any time, into that state of the audience.

Aye! Master!

Just then ......

CLACK CLACK CLACK!!! A strange sound came from within the room.

Kurt didn't delay.

Walked in immediately.

Something that makes a sound, similar to a printer.

is spitting paper outward.

Look to the top.

[Silver Quest: Kill! Deaconess of the Church of the Witch, Fink Lerrera. Assassin sequence, sequence 8 strength. Entered Makena City three days ago and is now organizing a blood sacrifice. Those who complete it will receive, the heart of the Nightmare Beast or 10 gold coins.]

Kurt's eyes lit up.

It was an assassination order, from the Dusk Hermits.

It's also Papa Kurt's legacy.

The Norton family, which is dependent on the Dusk Hermit Society, assassination missions, and generations.

In his generation, there was only one only son left.

Family code name Serpent of Destiny.

Without hesitation, Kurt pressed the pick up quest button.

This kind of assassination mission was not something that could only be taken by one person, but by anyone who was in close proximity.

As for who can accomplish it, it depends on their respective abilities.

Only after picking up a quest, a similar own person will know if the other person exists or not, through their wrist.

Preventing things from going wrong.

Just then ......

It suddenly occurred to him that earlier, the tomb keeper Sotas had told him about the blood sacrifice of thousands of people in the north of the city.

Are the two related?

Picking up one of the wrist guards on the table and handing it to Kaspar, he said.

You go to the north of the city to investigate this matter, and if you find this person and are able to kill them, you will simply wipe them out.

After the kill, press the red button on this gauntlet.

If you don't find it, just look around. Kaspar said respectfully as he took the gauntlet.

Yes, master! May I ask what to do if someone else intervenes?

On Kurt's face, there was still a gentle smile.

But icy words came out of his mouth.

Kill anyone who gets in the way, and don't reveal your information.

Yes!

After Kasar left.

Kurt took one of the silver bracelets on the table and slipped it around his wrist.

A black cloak was draped and a silver mask was worn.

Grabbing his civilized staff, he headed out the door.

Turku Street in the city center and one of the busiest streets in Makena City.

As opposed to the typical street with 5 people running parallel to each other.

Turku Street is about 20 meters wide.

There are stores on both sides.

People come and go on the road.

On the Road ......

Almost all of them were dressed in fancy clothes.

This place is simply not affordable for the average person.

Of course ......

There are also some with Kurt.

Wearing a cape ......

Or wearing a mask.

In this world.

There are simply too many battles and often injuries.

Disfigurement is a common thing.

When you go out, you wrap your whole body.

Plus some people in special professions who are not comfortable showing their faces.

Over time everyone has become accustomed to this kind of dress.

Kurt came outside a huge store.

Unlike traditional wooden houses;

This is constructed of mud brick, 1 3-story building.

Above the store.

On the plaque, written in hot gold, were several large letters.

[Chole Diviner's Club]

Just walked in the door ......

There was then a pretty-looking young girl at the front desk, taking care of Kurt.

Your Excellency the Fool, you're here! A guest has an appointment and is waiting for you, is it time to receive?

Kurt raised his eyebrows slightly.

Oh? Is someone making an appointment this early? Just a moment!

Then Kurt pulled a silver coin from his pocket.

Ding ...... flicked into the air with his thumb.

A casual glance at ......

Grabbing the silver coin in the air in the palm of his hand, he placed it in his other hand, on his back.

Spread out and seen to be front.

That's what he said to the pretty little girl.

I'll take the appointment, please, Belial!

Belial nodded.

Started looking through the book on the counter.

Two breaths later.

Only then did he look up at Kurt.

Room 201 is unoccupied at the moment, Your Excellency the Fool, so go there for a moment and I'll take our guest there in a moment.

Yes!

Kurt headed for the stairs.

On the 1st and 2nd floors of the Divination Club, except for a reception hall and a lounge, the rest of the place is partitioned into one divination room.

The 3rd floor is where the diviner usually rests.

It has all kinds of food on it.

As well as recreational stuff.

There's even some gym equipment, so you could say it's very complete.

Come to room 201.

Inside was a dimly lit room.

Around the room, rows of candles were lit.

The front door is fronted by a table.

It holds a crystal ball, tarot cards, astrological compass, and little things like: tea, salt, plates, spoons, square towels, etc. ......

The most conspicuous thing is the crystal ball.

Place on a tray.

Below the pallet ......

Instead, a hexagonal star formation was inscribed.

Throughout the walls of the room, as well as on the floor, there were various formations inscribed.

All are used to assist the diviner.

Of course at the Ouija Club, most of these things are there to set the mood.

There aren't many real soothsayers.

Even as the top dog here, it's rare that he'll receive guests during the week.

As for the Diviner of the Potions Sequence, Kurt wasn't sure if there were any here.

He's just a temp here.

Every divination.

Taking a commission is just that.

The main purpose of coming here is still to digest the magic potion.

Knock, knock, knock ...... came a knock on the door.

Come in!

Chapter 9

Crystal ball divination. Your husband is dead.

The door to the room opened.

Belial walked in with a pale woman in tow.

Your Excellency the Fool, this is the guest who made the reservation for you.

Kurt nodded slightly.

Thanks a lot!

After Belial left, Kurt pointed to a chair at the table.

Sit down beautiful lady!

Thanks a lot!

The woman is about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

The face can be seen with light makeup.

Her white skin and the big waves of blonde hair made her look delicate.

Only pale.

Obviously something sad has come up recently.

The woman volunteered as soon as she sat down.

Greetings, Your Excellency the Fool, my name is Jessica. I've heard from my friends that your divination skills are excellent, so I've come to ask for help.

Kurt poured himself a cup of coffee and another for the other man.

Putting it away, he asked.

Thanks for the compliment your friend, tell us about what you're divining. Jessica nodded.

A week ago, my husband took the family's savings and traveled to St. Valery's Calendar City for business.

We agreed that we would write to me first thing when we got to St. Valery's Calendar City.

But now a week has passed and still no letter has been received.

Went to the post office and inquired, never got my mail.

So I came to see you to find out how my husband is really doing? Where is he?

The corner of Kurt's mouth, under the mask, twitched slightly.

Looking at the other man, he said.

Jessica, for this kind of thing, it is advisable to go to the police station, for a missing person's case.

Is it the wrong place to come here?

The word is out ......

Jessica's tears, then, couldn't help but drip.

The Weeping Road ......

It's already been to the police station, but there's still no word from the other side.

And it involves other cities, the police department won't even take it seriously.

Please! Can you help me divine where my husband is, please? Money is not a problem ......

Look at each other in tears.

Kurt nodded.

Okay! But I can only provide partial information, you still need to find out the details yourself or seek help from the police department.

This divination costs 10 silver coins.

Jessica couldn't wait, pulling silver coins from her pocket and placing them on the table.

Yes, please!!!

Kurt didn't move the silver coins on the table, but continued to ask.

"Do you have,