"Name: Blood-stained Solomon Gold Coin."
"Danger Grade: 3. There is a certain level of danger. After using it, it must be sealed in time."
"Sealing method: Do not wipe away the dirty blood covering the front end of the gold coin. Once you wipe it away, you need to use the blood of a Beyonder from the Judgment pathway to apply it to the portrait again within a day."
"Description: It looks like a gold coin. The left half of the gold coin is slightly dark, while the right half is golden. The background patterns on both sides are completely different, giving people an uncomfortable feeling. The front center of the gold coin is covered with dark red bloodstains. After wiping away the bloodstains, you can see the left half smiling and the right half angry.
"This item came from a Fourth Epoch gold coin corroded by the Beyonder characteristic of a Sequence 7 Lucky One. This Lucky One was suspected to have been killed by a Disciplinary Paladin when he was alive, and he was tainted with some power of order."
"After analysis, I learned that this gold coin has a low sense of existence. It has anti-detection and anti-divination abilities. As long as you wipe away the bloodstains on the gold coin, you can obtain a day of good luck. The degree of good luck cannot be controlled, and it's considered passive. Furthermore, this luck isn't fixed. It fluctuates between high and low levels. Sometimes, it's especially powerful. Sometimes, it's like an ordinary person, so it's very difficult to rely on it completely.
"Beyonders with divination powers can use gold coins to cleanse the bloodstains to achieve a better divination effect.
"This item can be used, but on the second day after it's used, it has to be smeared with the blood of a Beyonder from the Judgment pathway. Otherwise, based on the luck of the previous day, it will give the user an equal amount of bad luck. Under bad luck, the user will either be injured or lose his life. Once the user dies, the surface of the gold coin will produce blood stains again. If the user doesn't obtain the blood seal for a long period of time, the user's bad luck will increase day by day until he dies."
…
After returning to his cabin, Ebner played with the ancient gold coins he had just collected and reviewed the analysis report of the Eye of Pure White.
Looking at this antithetical appearance, I can tell that it's a product from the Solomon Empire… The lucky one died at the hands of a Disciplinary Paladin? Could it be the Black Emperor's solid ally, the subordinate of the True Creator? After all, the potion formula of the Wheel of Fortune pathway, other than the Life School of Thought of the small snake and the organization that can't be named, only the huge snake that's absolutely loyal to the True Creator has it…
"Furthermore, the mural behind the door on the island that Mr. Skade mentioned might very well be related to the Angel of Fate."
Thinking of this, Ebner looked helplessly at the gold coin in his hand and pondered.
The effects of this gold coin aren't bad, but every time I use it, I need to seal it with the blood of a Beyonder from the Judgment pathway… Could it be that I have to constantly seek Xio for blood? This… It's really difficult to ask.
…
Tingen City, Blackthorn Security Company.
In the well-ventilated but silent underground, the yellow gas lamps were protected by the glass, steadily illuminating the deserted and peaceful aisle.
Klein sat in the duty room and casually flipped through the stacks of newspapers, magazines, and books in front of him. He also diverted a portion of his attention to the outside to prevent anyone from entering Chanis Gate.
The rich aroma of coffee emanated as Klein couldn't help but take a sip and pinch his temples to resist the heaviness in his head and the fatigue in his body.
He casually picked up the novel left behind by the Captain or other Nighthawks.
"Stormwind Mountain Villa, author, Fors Wall." Klein read the main content of the cover.
It was a peaceful night with a faint yellow glow. A book with a cover reminded him of the days when he rented a book to read when he was young. Hence, he read it with nostalgia.
The novel, Stormwind Mountain Villa, tells the story of the 1.65-meter-tall Ms. Szee, who weighs 98 pounds, entering Flius Mountain as a home tutor.
One pound is equivalent to one kilogram… Is this a simplified version of love from another world? Klein stroked the comfortable piece of paper with his fingers and guessed at the subsequent content.
However, just as he thought that it was a romance novel, a hateful "evil spirit" who liked to show off his knowledge but refused to finish his sentence appeared.
This description of the evil spirit is very realistic. Just like Mr. Tower, it makes one wish to capture it and tell it everything…
While Klein was ranting about the story character and thinking that it might be a supernatural novel, the female lead, Miss Cecelia, revealed the true identity of the "evil spirit" with a gorgeous inference. She was just a detective who wanted to interfere with the female lead's investigation.
Following that, Klein believed that it was a detective novel, but the male protagonist's head quickly suffered a heavy blow and lost his memories. He began a tear-jerking plot.
… In the end, it's still a romance novel. Klein closed the book and took a sip of coffee with a headache.
Dong!
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Intense knocking sounds suddenly sounded, echoing in the dim and quiet corridor and underground where there was almost no one else.
Klein was shocked and tensed up. He grabbed his revolver and looked at the source of the voice, Chanis Gate.
At that moment, he heard an ear-piercing grinding sound. He saw Chanis Gate crack open heavily!
Thud!
Amidst a voice so raw that it made one's teeth ache, Klein's nearly frozen eyes saw a toy doll. It was about the height of an adult man's forearm. It was wearing a black, elegant, and slightly retractable regal dress. The skirt had obvious stains.
It had a rather delicate face, dark eyes, and tightly pursed lips.
This was 3-0265, Misfortune Cloth Puppet! A dangerous Sealed Artifact that could bring misfortune or even death to others!
The moment he recognized it, Klein subconsciously raised his gun and aimed at it.
However, the doll in the black regal dress clung tightly to the open Chanis Gate and unfolded the piece of paper in its hand.
On the piece of paper were numerous secret symbols. There were some that Klein recognized and some that he hadn't grasped. They formed a vertical eye!
Before Klein could figure out what was happening, the court doll was suddenly pulled back behind Chanis Gate by an invisible force!
Having experienced such a terrifying incident, Klein didn't dare delay. He hurriedly rang the internal alarm and called the other Nighthawks over. After a series of investigations, he confirmed that nothing terrifying had happened to him.
After a night, Klein, who had finally returned home, didn't rest. He took four steps counterclockwise, chanted the incantation silently, resisted the chaotic screams, and went above the gray fog.
Following that, through divination, he confirmed that the vertical eye pattern was the key to the treasure left behind by the Antigonus family!
Due to the death of Ray Bieber, the descendants of the Antigonus family have been severed. Therefore, that notebook views me, a Seer who has come into contact with it and is still alive, as its successor?
It affects 3-0625 and leaves behind the key to the treasure, allowing the other party to show it to me during my shift at Chanis Gate?
"There's nothing wrong with this logic, but it still can't convince me."
"After all, I'm a completely unrelated person… Wait…"
With this in mind, Klein's heart suddenly stirred as he recalled what Mr. Tower had unintentionally revealed.
"Antigonus family… The Half-Fool…"
"And I'm currently acting as The Fool above the gray fog…"
"This mysterious gray fog space and Seer Sequence are related to the Antigonus family?"
…
On Saturday morning, Ebner, who had been separated from Backlund for a month, finally stepped foot on the land of the Capital of Capitals once again. After waving goodbye to Reporter Mike and Apothecary Darkwill, who he was more familiar with on the ship, he picked up his cello and called for a rental carriage before heading straight for his teacher's office in Hillston Borough.
When he arrived at the entrance of the law firm, he realized that there was a carriage with the Church of Evernight's Sacred Emblem parked outside the somewhat old villa.
Ebner frowned and asked the footman, who had already gone out to greet him when he returned, "Does the teacher have another commission?"
"Detective Stanton seems to be meeting a distinguished guest. He had long instructed me to bring you directly to your previous office when you return," the valet answered truthfully.
Ebner nodded and walked straight into the lobby of the law firm.
But at that moment, Detective Isengard's office suddenly opened. A man in his thirties in a black trench coat and white shirt walked out accompanied by his teacher.
Ebner glanced casually around and saw that the man had very short golden-brown hair and dark green eyes that looked like a moonless lake in the middle of the night. The collar of his shirt and trench coat stood up high, hiding his entire chin in the shadows.
What was even more eye-catching was that there was a silver-white metal box on his back that looked like a violin case.
This style was very similar to Ebner who was carrying a cello case.
When Detective Isengard saw Ebner, he immediately introduced him to the man beside him with a smile. "Your Excellency Cesimir, this is my student, Ebner Bryan. You should have heard of him."
Crestet Cesimir stared at the piano box behind Ebner a few times before smiling. "As a young detective, you've done very well to be able to find out about the criminal trafficking case with that bounty hunter lady."
"Thank you for your praise. I was just lucky." Although Ebner had yet to recall who this person was, he knew from his teacher's attitude that he was likely an official figure. Furthermore, he was likely from the Church of Evernight.
Cesimir nodded slightly, then turned to Detective Isengard and said, "Today's transaction is complete. Then I should take my leave."
Detective Isengard smiled and said, "I didn't expect an important figure like you to come in person. Please forgive me for my lack of hospitality."
After exchanging some pleasantries, the man named Cesimir carried the zither box and left.
It was not until his carriage was very far away that Ebner heaved a sigh of relief. He asked curiously, "Teacher, who is this gentleman?"
"It's the Sword of the Goddess, Crestet Cesimir, one of the nine high-ranking deacons of the Church of Evernight's Nighthawks!" Upon saying this, Detective Isengard exhaled a smoke ring and continued,
"You came back at such a bad time."