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Klein, who had just bought his boat ticket and came out, saw Bugs Bunny lying on the ground, feeling a bit dizzy, and Leyton standing beside him with a helpless expression. He approached curiously and asked, "What's wrong with it?"
"It gets dizzy from Spirit World Shuttle," Leyton shrugged helplessly.
"...No wonder you wanted it to follow me," Klein said after two seconds of silence.
I know about carsickness and seasickness, but this is the first time I've seen dizziness from Spirit World Shuttle. Although it's not very mystical, it's very scientific.
If it follows you drifting on the sea, I'm afraid it will only be able to move by crawling on the ground from now on.
Seeing that Klein didn't speak anymore, Leyton took out a square iron box from his jacket pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Inside are some Purification charms. If Bugs Bunny is too deeply poisoned and can't solve it itself, just give it a charm. The activation incantation is 'Purification.'"
"Bugs Bunny is entrusted to your care for a few months. During this time, its expenses and your remuneration will be borne by itself."
It felt like a heartless boss. Are you sure you're not sending it out to work? Klein muttered to himself, while reaching out to take the small iron box.
Bugs Bunny, still a bit dizzy, heard this and wobbled over. It looked up at Klein for two seconds, blinked, shook its head, and then examined Klein again.
After confirming that it wasn't too dizzy to recognize the person, it asked doubtfully, "Boss, didn't you want me to follow that detective who lives across the street? Why did you change people?"
"Heh," Klein chuckled softly, then semi-squatted down, looking at Bugs Bunny. He stretched out his right hand and wiped his face from top to bottom, changing back into the appearance of Detective Sherlock Moriarty.
"How about now?"
The expression on Bugs Bunny's face vividly showed a look of astonishment. It opened its mouth and murmured, "How can you even change faces!"
Klein was about to explain that this was his Beyonder ability when he heard Bugs Bunny continue, "If you keep changing, what if I mistake you for someone else and get lost?"
Klein's words froze in his mouth. Controlling his slightly twitching lips, he looked back at Leyton: "This rabbit of yours is quite safety-conscious."
He changed back into Gehrman Sparrow's appearance and looked at Bugs Bunny again, saying, "Don't worry, I won't change back and forth casually. This current appearance is the identity I'll use at sea."
"Even if I need to change my appearance for something later, I'll tell you in advance."
"Really?" Bugs Bunny asked, half-believing, half-doubting.
"I promise!"
Under Klein's repeated assurances, Bugs Bunny finally relaxed.
After temporarily entrusting Bugs Bunny to Klein, Leyton stepped into the Spirit World again.
Backlund, Minsk Street.
Leyton's figure quickly outlined itself in the living room. Crow Anu, who had delivered the letter, was already waiting there.
"Alright, it's time for us to depart," he greeted the crow beside him.
Then he picked up the leather briefcase placed on the tea table nearby, and Crow Anu flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder.
Leyton took a step forward, and his figure quickly became transparent, disappearing from the room.
Midseashire County, Constant City.
On a clock tower overlooking the distant sea, an old man in a thick woolen overcoat and a semi-tall black top hat stood quietly. His azure eyes gazed at the distant sea, immersing himself in scenes from past memories.
Beside him, a figure quickly outlined itself.
Noticing the spiritual fluctuations, Lawrence turned to look:
Leyton, carrying a leather briefcase with a crow with glossy black feathers perched on his shoulder, appeared beside him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Lawrence."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Tines~ I thought you would come later."
Lawrence's voice was not as deep and muffled as it had been in Backlund; at this moment, he even seemed quite energetic.
Leyton walked to his side and glanced at the relatively calm Midseashire:
"Admiral of Stars's Future is currently in the Midseashire, and I just happen to be going to meet a friend."
"When do you plan to advance?"
"I can do it now," Lawrence replied with a firm tone.
Leyton nodded, not asking further. He extended his left hand and placed it on Lawrence's shoulder. Their figures quickly faded and disappeared.
In a room that looked somewhat like an office, Leyton and Lawrence's figures quickly emerged.
"I'll prepare the potion first."
As he spoke, Lawrence had already walked to an office desk. He opened a locked drawer and took out several iron boxes of different sizes, as well as a glass bottle.
He turned to Leyton: "Could you please make some pure water for me? 50 milliliters will be fine. I originally planned to get it a bit later."
"No problem." Leyton nodded gently.
He walked over a few steps, and a light blue glow instantly covered his eyes. He half-raised his right hand, spreading out his spirituality. Water elements in the air quickly condensed and, guided by his spirituality, gathered in the glass cup.
Although he didn't measure it precisely, relying on a Beyonder's spiritual intuition and the Reader Pathway's calculation ability, Leyton was certain that the pure water in the glass cup was exactly 50 milliliters, no more, no less.
Lawrence smiled and nodded in thanks, then began to take out materials one by one to prepare the Scribe potion.
Soon, a bottle of Scribe potion was prepared. The potion was light blue overall, with countless symbols, patterns, and markings constantly shifting and floating within it.
After preparing the potion, Lawrence leaned back in the chair. He slightly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, resting them before his mouth and nose, and prayed in an unhurried voice: "The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog, the King of Yellow and Black Who Wields Good Luck."
"I pray to you;"
"I seek your favor..."
Klein, resting in the hotel, suddenly heard layers of ethereal prayers. He glanced at Bugs Bunny, who was sitting on the windowsill tinkering with a potted plant, then got up and entered the washroom.
After quickly setting up a Wall of Spirituality to block any potential prying from the rabbit outside, he swiftly reversed his steps four times to enter the Gray Fog.
Through the crimson star corresponding to the worshiper, he saw Lawrence praying to him and understood from the prayer that he was preparing to advance and seeking his protection.
Klein's gaze swept around, finally landing on the peculiar crown covered in rust and bloodstains.
Fortunately, Leyton left this Sequence 1 characteristic above the Gray Fog. The "Black Emperor" card was just lent to Mr. Azik, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to respond to Mr. Lawrence's prayer.
As he pondered, he had already picked up the peculiar crown. Unlike the feeling the "Black Emperor" card gave him, this peculiar crown brought not only extremely high authority but also substantial power.
He casually summoned a crudely cut paper figure, leveraging the power of this Gray Fog, mixed with the Sequence 1 level power from the peculiar crown in his hand, poured it into the paper figure, and then threw it forward.
The paper figure rapidly expanded in mid-air, twisting, burning, and transforming into the image of a tall angel wearing iron-blooded armor and bearing twelve pairs of wings burning with crimson flames.
The figure of the Flame Angel quickly merged into the crimson star corresponding to Lawrence.
As Lawrence performed his third prayer, Leyton noticed some unusual changes, but he couldn't see them clearly or describe them.
Lawrence, in the midst of his prayer, only felt a dense grayish-white mist appear in his field of vision, with crimson light surging out like a tide.
He saw a majestic figure seated above the dense Gray Fog. Although blurry, it gave him an exceptionally great and lofty feeling, like a great existence looking down upon everything in the world.
The next moment, a tall angel appeared in his field of vision, wearing armor stained with rust and blood, and bearing twelve pairs of crimson, blood-like wings burning with flames.
This extremely aggressive angel enveloped him with layers of flame-burning wings. Lawrence had a momentary trance; he seemed to vaguely feel a great existence, a warmth and protection.
This isn't the same angel as last time, but He also has twelve pairs of wings, an Archangel. How many angels does Mr. Fool have under his command?
With thoughts racing, Lawrence had already opened his eyes. He picked up the Scribe potion on the table in front of him, glanced at it briefly, and then drank it all.
As the Sequence increases, the connection between members of the Abraham Family and their ancestor, Mr. Door, will gradually deepen, bringing with it inevitable loss of control and death.
This is also why our Abraham Family has not had any Beyonders above Sequence 7 for all these years.
Soon, Lawrence no longer had the energy to think about these things. His advancement had already begun...
He felt his body undergoing drastic changes under the effect of the potion. His brain was rapidly mutating, his thoughts were in a daze, and primal, mad desires were assaulting his sanity.
As time passed little by little, Lawrence's advancement finally ended.
He slowly opened his eyes, and reflected in them was an ethereal, slowly turning book.
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