Inside the Harvest Church.

Klein turned his head and looked at Emly White, without destroying the peaceful atmosphere here, deliberately suppressed his voice and chuckled, and asked back:

“Are you short of money?”

As soon as he said this, he felt as if he was asking if the other party knew Amway.

Emlin was a little stunned at first, and then sneered:

"Don't use money to insult the noble blood clan!"

Klein immediately shouted, looked at the tall and burly Father Utlavsky in front of him, and said casually:

"As far as I know, those handmade figures are not cheap, and they can even be called expensive, especially those with the same height as people."

"..." Emlyn opened her mouth and tried to refute, but in the end she failed to make a statement.

After a while of silence, he coughed lightly and spoke indifferently:

"Tell me, what do you want me to help? I'm not a blood clan who likes to guess riddles."

Klein did not look at the vampire beside him and smiled at himself:

"I have a friend who is about to be promoted and needs to collect corresponding extraordinary materials. I wonder if you can help?"

"Are you doubting the power of a blood clan?" said Emlyn White arrogantly. "Even if I don't, I can write to ask those more noble priests."

This is what I want... Klein immediately responded:

"The brain of the Thousand Face Hunter has a mutated pituitary gland. Its blood is 100 ml, its shadow characteristics, and the five hairs of the deep-sea Naga. As long as I can get any of them, I will pay you a reward, depending on the price. The cheaper the price, the more you will get."

He deliberately reported the amount of auxiliary materials to avoid loss.

Hearing this description of not stuttering at all, Emlyn White suddenly felt like he fell into the other party's language trap.

He calmed down and said:

"The reward for extraordinary materials is at least 100 pounds and auxiliary materials is at least 10 pounds. Although I don't know what level you want, I believe they will definitely not be cheap or common, otherwise you will not come to me for help."

Very clever... Klein smiled:

"make a deal!"

At this moment, Emlyn White deeply suspected that the compensation he asked for was too little.

So he added:

"Mr. Detective, have you any clues to relieve psychological hints?"

Seeing that Father Utlavsky was praying intently, Klein turned his head and glanced at the vampire and said:

"I have the easiest way."

"What?" Emlyn White's red eyes lit up.

"Defeat Bishop Utlavsky and steal his 'Nightmare Candle'." Klein laughed, "After you meet your parents, you should have enough strength. Are the three blood clans afraid that they will not win a 'Dawn Knight'?"

Emlin's mouth twitched, and his expression collapsed:

“I lost.

"I can't beat...

"My father and mother were almost arrested, and that 'Honey Nightmare Candle' is very evil..."

It turns out that you have tried... Almost all the family converted to Mother Earth God... None of the three blood clans beat Father Utlavsky? Father Utlavsky, who has the help of "Nighty Heart Candle" and "Blood Collection Device", is so terrifying? Or is the vampire too weak? However, all the rumors believe that the vampire is quite strong... Klein said thoughtfully:

"Then you can write a letter to ask the more noble priests for help. There should be no shortage of strong people in your blood clan."

Emlyn White answered numbly:

"They refused."

Suddenly, he looked at Klein with hope:

"Can you beat Father Utlavsky? Or can your friend beat him?"

After obtaining the "Sun Brooch" and "Biotoxin Bottle" and digesting a lot of potions, I originally thought that I could beat Father Utlavsky in the spirit state, but my description just now made me unsure. "My Nightmare Candle" is really so evil? This seal is very restraining in the spirit body at a glance... Klein shook his head rationally:

"no."

He quickly changed the subject:

"Why did the noble priests of your blood clan refuse your request? For them, this should be just a simple help."

Emlyn White's face suddenly turned like cooled ashes:

"They said that Father Utlavsky was the follower of the 'Mother Earth Goddess'. They did not want to have a conflict with each other directly. They are studying other ways to relieve psychological hints, such as going to the Sunya Sea, the fog Sea, and the deep sea of ​​violent seas, and looking for those giant dragons that have lived in seclusion for a long time."

He added with a uglier smile than crying:

"When they study it and find the dragon in the spiritual realm, maybe I am already a loyal believer of the 'Mother Earth God'... I now feel more and more that life is precious and harvest is gratifying."

The follower of the "Mother Earth God"? Father Utlavsky is the follower of the "Mother Earth God"? No wonder he has so many magical items... It seems that it is not that simple for him to suddenly convert to "Mother Earth God" as a powerful pirate... Klein sighed at first, but then he was afraid.

He almost agreed to Emlin White's request and tried to defeat Father Utlavsky.

If I lose, I might be locked in the basement and forced to be detained. If I win, I offended another god. No, I can't win at all. The followers of "Mother Earth Goddess" must have corresponding trump cards. If Father Utlavsky had not suppressed the split personality, I would probably not have defeated him...

Klein wisely did not go deeper into the topic, and once again looked at the figure of Father Utlavsky in the front and said:

"You can try to find an organization called the Psychological Alchemy."

Otherwise you can only wait for the "Justice" Miss of our Tarot Club to become a "psychologist". By then, you may be reluctant to leave the belief of "Mother Earth Goddess"... Krain silently added.

For him, it would be the best thing if Emlyn White could join the psychological alchemy, so that if Miss Justice encountered a situation in that organization, he could have other resources to help without always calling the Trinity of Fools, Fate, and Believers.

"Psychological Alchemy Club? I haven't heard of it." Emlin shook his head disdainfully, "It must be a secret organization that has just appeared not long ago."

"This organization has been around for a hundred or two years, at least." Klein denied his statement.

"For the long-lived blood clan, one or two hundred years is equivalent to just appearing not long. Those noble Lords may have a hundred years passed after a sleep." Emlyn White said proudly.

Before Klein could speak, he turned his eyes forward and cleared his throat:

"Do you know how to contact that organization?"

Klein originally wanted to answer that there was a doctor named Dust Guderian at the Crazy Asylum in Tingen, who was a member of the Psychological Alchemy, but when he spoke, he shrank back.

I, who is remembered by the "real creator", should not be related to Tingen's people and things. This has a certain risk of exposure. Once exposed, with the madness of the Aurora, I will definitely not let Benson and Melissa go... Klein shook his head slightly and said:

“I just heard of this organization.

"You can write to ask other blood clans."

Emlyn White was disappointed and stopped mentioning this matter. He turned his head to look at Klein and said, "

"I guess your friend who is about to be promoted is yourself."

Klein looked ahead with little care and replied leisurely:

"Congratulations, you answered correctly."

"..." Emlyn White was stunned on the spot, which was completely different from what he expected!

Recognizing his changes, Klein laughed:

"Mr. White, the most suitable profession for you is not a pharmacist, but an actor."

Emlin was stunned at first, then looked up arrogantly and said:

"I am a noble blood clan with depth and will not make a living by looking."

Do you think I'm praising you for being handsome? Klein slowly stood up and said with a smile:

"No, I mean, you have a comedy talent."

As Emlyn White's expression solidified, he squeezed into the corridor and left a sentence:

"Don't forget to entrust."

…………

Pulitz Harbour, White Oak Street.

Forth Wall arrived at the largest and most important port of the kingdom early in the morning by steam train, and booked a return shipping ticket - which was relatively cheap.

Breathing the smell of the sea in the air, Fors saw many dock workers walking in a hurry.

During peak season, many temporary workers will flood the port in order to get relatively good rewards. Many poor people living in the East District of Bakerland will come to the southeast together and walk more than 60 kilometers on their feet, just like they are involved in hop picking.

The roads are wider than those of Beckland, and the air quality is good, but they are relatively dirty... Fors looked around and found the Fishermen's Association in an old building.

There were no twists and turns, she simply met Dorian Gray in an office.

This gentleman has a medium figure, but has exaggerated arms and his hair is combed quite neatly, which is completely different from the hairstyles of most people in the association.

This should be Abraham... Fors briefly explained his purpose and handed the suicide note left by Lawrence, the strange notebook and the extraordinary diamond-like characteristics of the other party.

Dorian took these items with a complicated expression and opened the suicide note first.

After reading carefully, he raised his head and looked at Forsy sincerely with blue eyes:

"Praise your kindness and trustworthiness, Ms. Wall, I will always remember the help you have provided to Anlisa and Lawrence.

"Can you accept my thanks? I want to invite you to lunch."

"No problem." Forsy was worried about how to pass the time before the ship sets off.

Dorian immediately arranged for her to wait in the lounge next to her and provided black tea and snacks, newspapers and magazines.

After returning to the office, the gentleman opened a dark cabinet with a little doubt and took out an item.

It was a crystal ball with bright light shining in purity.
Chapter completed!