Chapter 4 Who wants to steal my wealth!
The night was quiet, no one was around, and Klein was in a secluded spot in the woods...

cough.

August 1349, 8, Sunday evening, in the small town of Ramde, on the outskirts of Tingen.

In order to solve the extraordinary incident encountered by Elizabeth, a follower of the Goddess of Night and a good friend of Klein's sister, the "Night Watchers" Dunn Smith, Klein Moretti, and Frye took a carriage to the abandoned castle in the town of Ramde.

With the perfect use of the Sealed Artifact "3-0782" - "Mutated Holy Symbol of the Sun" to restrain the undead, the three of them quickly resolved the incident. After conducting necessary inquiries with nearby residents, in order to avoid the indiscriminate purification effect of the "Holy Symbol of the Sun", Klein guarded it alone by the woods outside the town. Frye would come to replace it in two hours.

——Normal people cannot stay within 1 meters of it for more than 6 hour, and the limit for Extraordinary people is hours, otherwise they will become idiots who only know how to "praise the sun".

Out of curiosity about the sealed object and fearless courage, Klein decided to climb into the gray fog, eliminate interference, and divine its origin!

He took four steps backwards in the spiritual wall, each step accompanied by a spell:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun, Fusheng Xuanhuang God, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!"

Klein penetrated the crazy mutterings and arrived above the gray fog.

The majestic palace stood quietly, and the ancient and mottled bronze table and twenty-two high-backed chairs had not changed at all.

Klein sat at the top, the seat of The Fool. In front of him appeared a yellow-brown parchment, a black round fountain pen, and the Mutated Sun Holy Emblem. He was ready to use dream divination to figure out its origin.

But at this moment, Klein heard echoing voices of prayer, and saw circles of clear light spreading out to the side of the Fool's chair.

Who? Klein was startled. The pen in his hand was broken. He looked at it with heartache, and then suddenly realized that this was an illusory pen. He just needed to materialize it again...

At this time, no one other than the Crimson Star representative has ever recited the honorific name of “The Fool”. If it wasn’t leaked by Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, or the newly joined Mr. Sun, then…

Klein was furious. The anonymous account at Backlund Bank that he had just opened last Wednesday did not have a single cent in it!

The secret code is "The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck", ancient Hermetic text! Anyone who dares to copy this set of secret codes is equivalent to chanting his name!

Although there is no money in it! But! How dare you!
"I want to see who wants to steal my wealth!" Klein was angry. "Remember his appearance and check his gas meter when we get back!"

He pointed his left hand, and his spirituality spread out, touching the circle of light that was creating ripples.

The scene around him changed suddenly, and he saw an old man struggling in the illusory sea water. His hair and beard were all white, and his face was full of deep wrinkles. The old man obviously could not swim, and he was in a panic and had no idea what he was doing.

At the same time, Klein heard the other party's prayer clearly: "Heavenly Lord, may the Heavenly Lord of Xuanhuang be blessed..." The other words sounded like noise and could not be heard clearly.

Phew! I'm glad they didn't steal my wealth... Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

No! "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!? Chinese!?" Then Klein felt a chill on his back, and his body bounced up like a cat with its fur standing on end...

Calm down! Calm down! Klein said to himself, but his strong desire to go home made him unconsciously reach out to the rippling light circle.

No! If I pull the old man's astral body, my body will sink and I will drown! Klein stopped his left hand from stretching forward, and his whole body was like a sculpture.

The Hanged Man! The Church of the Storm has a water repellent charm. Ask him for one? That's too low-class - well, it's too late to ask him to mail it somewhere...

Sacrifice and gift? I don't know the steps of the ritual! Gray Mist can only respond to prayers. Whether it can accept sacrifices requires further experiments... Yes! Respond to prayers!

Klein remembered how he prayed to himself, and he responded to himself, transmitting the picture, and then perfectly drawing a portrait of the criminal... Maybe he could give it a try!
The old man was like praying to me, and I could respond however I wanted! This was the willfulness of a god!
Klein made up his mind and quickly wrote on the parchment: "Swimming skills in the sea."

Then he took the parchment, recited it silently seven times, leaned back, and fell into a deep sleep with the help of meditation.

Klein will use "Dream Divination" to recall the swimming skills and then give them to the drowning person!
In that illusory dream world, he saw himself as a "keyboard swimmer" teaching others all kinds of things on the Internet, saw real "swimmers" winning gold and silver medals in competitions, and saw himself splashing in the shallow water of the swimming pool.

Ah! Klein woke up in shame. "Isn't this a public execution for me?"

He covered the picture with a thick mosaic, especially his own part, so that only a human figure could be seen. He raised his hand to cast it towards the flowing faint light.

But Klein was startled and hesitated for a moment, then he materialized another piece of parchment and wrote: "Saving the drowning old man will put me in danger."

Then, he took off the citrine pendant from his left sleeve, held the silver chain with his left hand, and let the citrine fall naturally, just above the parchment, almost touching the written events.

"Saving an old man from drowning would put me in danger."

……

After repeating it silently seven times in his mind, Klein opened his eyes and saw the pure topaz swaying slowly, driving the silver chain to rotate counterclockwise.

Clockwise is positive, counterclockwise is negative… Saving him won’t put me in danger!

Klein no longer hesitated and displayed the "Swimming Skills" screen that he had prepared long ago.

……

Inside the gray fog "can", Old Blue was struggling in the "puddle" with a bit of despair. This "puddle" seemed to be his own plug-in. How could anyone be killed by his own plug-in! Oh, I often cook Klein like this. Forget it, it's balanced...

Just when Old Bruce was giving up and waiting to die, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him became illusory and showed a thick gray-white mist.

Deep in this endless fog, there is a high-backed chair that seems to have existed there forever, and sitting on the high-backed chair is a vague figure.

"I cook! Praise the fool!" As soon as Old Blue had this thought, he found that there were more pictures in front of him, swimming athletes, mosaic people swimming...

"Shit..." Old Blue complained helplessly, "Who wasn't a keyboard swimmer before? Gurgle..."

But then, Old Blue felt an illusory and faint power coming upon him, and he expressed his desire to swim.

To his surprise, his legs began to kick up the water uncontrollably, his arms parted the water, and his whole body floated on the surface of the water, immediately escaping the danger of suffocation.

He just took two breaths when suddenly, deep red burst out, spreading to Old Blue's entire body and drowning his astonished face -

　Second update, thanks for watching!
　　
　
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