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At the entrance of East Tucker Manor, Harland Rooney, who had already been promoted to Artisan, a Sequence 6 Artisan, personally stood at the door to welcome Aaron as he stepped out of the carriage.
Aaron looked at his personal guard, who had accompanied him from Osel to Backlund, and patted his shoulder with satisfaction.
Unlike Darren Sheroto, who had accumulated a large number of merits from intelligence work, Harland Rooney, who was more involved in document organization and appraisal, still had far too few tools to exchange for the Artisan potion formula.
And Michelle Vide was unwilling to leave Backlund. Considering the potential situation in the Southern Continent, Aaron gave Harland Rooney a choice.
Either he continued to accumulate merits and contributions, waiting for the potion formula, or Aaron would guarantee and advance contributions in his name, allowing him to become an Artisan early, but he would have to go to the Southern Continent to make sufficient contributions and make up for the missing merits.
Harland Rooney, who had been stuck at Sequence 7 for four or five years and had thought advancement was hopeless, had never heard of such an advanced operation as advancing contributions, but he still decisively chose the second option.
He was currently handing over his work at East Tucker Bicycle Company to someone else, preparing to depart this weekend, first returning to Osel to bid farewell to his wife and children before heading to the Southern Continent.
Looking at the somewhat excited Harland Rooney before him, Aaron was about to encourage him a few words when he suddenly felt the faint crimson moonlight, originally somewhat indistinct due to the gas street lamp's glow, suddenly deepen and thicken!
Aaron looked up in astonishment, finding that the clouds and thin mist in the sky had dispersed, and the red moon, more than a semicircle, clearly revealed itself.
Its outline rapidly filled out, and after just one or two seconds, it became a full moon, a blood-red full moon!
Aaron immediately felt that under the illumination of the surrounding crimson moonlight, the yin power and negative emotions continuously surged and erupted in small increments. Queen Mach, who had already fainted and fallen into a dream, suddenly had a distorted expression, and her hair grew wildly.
Her originally bloodless face became covered in black frost, and her remaining arm and all exposed skin seemed to be covered in black, distorted patterns.
Aaron was about to go up and give this Demoness a Holy Purification, but he was afraid of directly killing her.
Harland, who was very perceptive, quickly took out a charm-like object covered in golden patterns and directly placed it on Queen Mach's body.
The charm slowly burned, emitting a pure light. Queen Mach's abnormal physical condition immediately ceased; although it did not improve, it no longer worsened.
Estimating the burning speed of the charm, Aaron felt it could last for at least ten minutes.
Harland met Aaron's interested gaze, then took out a few more charms from his pocket and handed them to Aaron, explaining proactively:
"This is a new type of charm I developed after being promoted to Artisan, based on the ritual magic of purification bullets and exorcism bullets. It's perfect for this kind of situation."
"Hmm, he really is a talented person. Letting him become an Artisan early was indeed the right choice," Aaron thought to himself, taking the charms with satisfaction.
After Glenn led a few team members, accompanied by the guards, to lock Queen Mach in the underground interrogation room,
Aaron looked up at the clear and clean sky, admiring the disc-shaped, vivid red full moon, and felt his greatly depleted spirituality become active, feeling much better now. He couldn't help but murmur:
"Mr. Door's solo rap has started again."
"Hmm... today is a Blood Moon Night, an enhanced version of the full moon, so it should last longer than seven minutes."
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43 Sifield Street, Cherwood Borough.
Tonight, Fors Wall, who had just returned home after going out with Xio to deliver collected intelligence to Kaspars Kalinin, was sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa, chewing on a new type of bread with meat and vegetables, and writing the plot of "Stormwind Mountain Villa" with disheveled hair during her break.
Just as she wrote about the understanding and helpful powerful adventurer who always assisted the detective lady, Fors thought of Mr. Lucivide and couldn't help but shrink her neck.
Suddenly, she frowned, dropping the food and pen in her hand. She clearly saw that the moonlight shining through the window was getting stronger and redder.
Suddenly, a sharp, hollow, illusory voice echoed in Fors's ears, and Fors's expression abruptly turned ferocious.
The voice was like a fine needle, inserted into her head, extending bit by bit, poking bit by bit, as if to completely peel off her entire scalp!
This extreme pain instantly sobered Fors, and she sat up abruptly.
She saw the green veins on the back of her hands bulging one by one, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a anxious Xio rushing out of the room.
Thump!
She fell off the sofa, her body twisting and struggling there, then suddenly, with a whoosh, she tore off a large handful of hair.
But such pain did not alleviate the feeling of her head about to explode, nor did it calm her urge to end her life with a single cut.
Xio, somewhat at a loss, picked up Fors. Unable to solve or share such pain, she could only prevent Fors's self-harming behavior, comforting her with a choked voice.
"Is, is this the Full Moon Ravings?" Fors whispered in intermittent pain, her legs twitching and straightening.
With Xio's choked and anxious reminder, Fors very difficultly recited the honorific name of the deity she believed in, hoping to receive salvation:
"Great God of Steam and Machinery..."
"You are the embodiment of essence..."
"You are the protector of Artisans..."
"You are the radiance of technology, radiance..."
Through each recitation, Fors's pain did not lessen but grew more intense.
After a full 7 minutes, Fors's tense body finally relaxed. In the empty room, only her weak gasps and Xio's soft sobs remained.
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Caesar Port, Southern Continent, a warehouse in the port area.
After learning the full story from Sharron, Sid was initially startled when he heard that Queen Mystic, who roamed the five seas, was in Caesar Port and even knew about him.
But after praying to that hidden existence and receiving a "no danger" response, he relaxed and allowed Sharron and the other person to continue staying there.
And after learning that going out to sea would be dangerous, Sharron decided to follow Queen Mystic's arrangements and leave after this week's mysterious gathering.
However, to show her apology and gratitude, she still gave Sid the Sequence 7 Spirit Medium potion formula.
Looking at the vivid red full moon outside the window, feeling the strengthening power of the Underworld and Spirit World, as well as the surge and eruption of negative emotions,
Sharron's originally pale complexion became even more enchanting under the blood-red moonlight. Her azure eyes were filled with suppressed malice, and a look of pain appeared on her face, which rarely showed emotional fluctuations.
Maric's situation nearby was even worse; black fur began to grow on his body, and the suppressed desire for slaughter and bloodlust in his eyes grew thicker.
In the fourth minute under the blood-red full moon's illumination, Maric let out an inhuman growl from his throat, opened the tranquilizer that Sharron had bought from the fat Apothecary Darkwill, and gulped it down.
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