Chapter: 1797
Well, my spiritual intuition didn't stop me from divination, which shows that the hidden danger of "Moon Puppet" is not as great as the Extraordinary characteristics of the Rose School of thought... Klein muttered, and skillfully muttered the divination sentences.
In the gray sky, he saw an altar with a circle of torches stuck in it.
The altar was covered with something that looked like human skin, and there were bloody marks everywhere. In the center were three candles and a few dolls that were slender like wooden stakes.
These small puppets have curved eyes and curved mouths, which seem to correspond to the crimson crescent moon in the sky.
Therefore, they always wear weird smiles, and their bodies are inlaid with withered grass and dried flowers.
A priest in a dark red robe was circling vigorously around the altar, as if dancing a dance invented by an epileptic.
At some point, the moonlight gathered and shone on the puppets, getting brighter and brighter. At the end, there seemed to be waves of water swaying gently there.
The ceremony soon came to an end. The priest picked up a slender puppet, walked up to the human tied to the shelf next to it, and inserted it into the other's eye socket.
Amidst the shrill screams, the scene changed rapidly, and the dead with "moon puppets" in their eye sockets were buried regularly in one place.
The scene began to develop by leaps and bounds. Whenever there was a full moon or a blood moon, the glow would fall on the tomb, seeping in like water, and the surroundings were dark and deep.
Klein opened his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, and roughly understood the origin of "Moon Puppet":
They stem from a ritual invoking the "primordial moon," a centuries-old ritual!
For hundreds of years, they absorbed the power of the red moon and mutated little by little until they were excavated by some colonists.
They usually don't have any weirdness, and only believers of the "primordial moon" can open them in the correct way. As for the effect, Klein is not clear.
In a sense, these puppets are equivalent to the benefactors of the "primordial moon"... After I hacked one to death last night, the evil god became angry, so there was a blood moon? Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers, and made a preliminary judgment.
Well, the anger of the "primordial moon" directly changes the image of the moon, manifested as a blood moon... If this guess is correct, it means that in the field of the red moon, the goddess is not as good as the "primordial moon", and may even just occupy one Name, in charge of a "0" level sealed item... Klein nodded slightly, trying to divination the weakness of the "Moon Puppet".
This time, he saw sunlight and lightning.
In other words, the extraordinary ability of the "Sun" domain and the lightning of the "Storm" domain are the most suitable for dealing with it... While interpreting the content of the revelation, Klein threw the "Moon Puppet" into the pile of debris and returned to the real world .
An hour later, Walter, dressed neatly in white gloves, knocked on the door and entered the room, bowed and said, "Sir, I will print some of your business cards next, and send them to the neighbors around you together with small gifts.
"They will observe for a few days, confirm your situation, and if they are willing to accept you, they will return the gift and invite you to be a guest.
"What title do you need on your business card?"
The title... The Fool who does not belong to this era? Klein complained secretly, and responded with a smile: "The businessman Dawn Dant�s from Dixie is enough."
Walter nodded, and then said: "According to your intention, I will arrange an etiquette class for you immediately, with the focus on dancing. I will invite a professional tutor to come over."
Klein, who had read a lot of magazines, knew that there were many dance parties in the circle he wanted to enter, so he was not surprised by the suggestion of the housekeeper Walter, nodded and said, "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to his valet Richardson and said, "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to St. Samuel's Church."
Klein remembered very clearly that his main purpose was to act as a devout follower of the Goddess of the Night, get in touch with the corresponding clergy, and find opportunities to sneak into the Chanis Gate. Therefore, he planned to go to the church to pray when he had time, to show his sincerity, and to be a fool. Familiar.
"Yes, sir." Richardson replied respectfully.
Not long after, Klein put on his coat and top hat and boarded the rented luxury four-wheeled carriage, enjoying the scenery along the way while sipping black tea with lemon slices.
In fact, there is a small bar in the carriage, which contains distilled wines such as Gin Ronzi and Winter Blackland prepared by the butler Walter, as well as various red and white wines from Intis.
However, Klein doesn't like drinking very much. As an Extraordinary, he doesn't like the feeling of being drunk, which easily reminds him of losing control. Therefore, using the excuse that he can't drink in church, he ordered his personal servant Richard Desen prepared a pot of marquis black tea in advance. JrNovels.com
In the gray sky, he saw an altar with a circle of torches stuck in it.
The altar was covered with something that looked like human skin, and there were bloody marks everywhere. In the center were three candles and a few dolls that were slender like wooden stakes.
These small puppets have curved eyes and curved mouths, which seem to correspond to the crimson crescent moon in the sky.
Therefore, they always wear weird smiles, and their bodies are inlaid with withered grass and dried flowers.
A priest in a dark red robe was circling vigorously around the altar, as if dancing a dance invented by an epileptic.
At some point, the moonlight gathered and shone on the puppets, getting brighter and brighter. At the end, there seemed to be waves of water swaying gently there.
The ceremony soon came to an end. The priest picked up a slender puppet, walked up to the human tied to the shelf next to it, and inserted it into the other's eye socket.
Amidst the shrill screams, the scene changed rapidly, and the dead with "moon puppets" in their eye sockets were buried regularly in one place.
The scene began to develop by leaps and bounds. Whenever there was a full moon or a blood moon, the glow would fall on the tomb, seeping in like water, and the surroundings were dark and deep.
Klein opened his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, and roughly understood the origin of "Moon Puppet":
They stem from a ritual invoking the "primordial moon," a centuries-old ritual!
For hundreds of years, they absorbed the power of the red moon and mutated little by little until they were excavated by some colonists.
They usually don't have any weirdness, and only believers of the "primordial moon" can open them in the correct way. As for the effect, Klein is not clear.
In a sense, these puppets are equivalent to the benefactors of the "primordial moon"... After I hacked one to death last night, the evil god became angry, so there was a blood moon? Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers, and made a preliminary judgment.
Well, the anger of the "primordial moon" directly changes the image of the moon, manifested as a blood moon... If this guess is correct, it means that in the field of the red moon, the goddess is not as good as the "primordial moon", and may even just occupy one Name, in charge of a "0" level sealed item... Klein nodded slightly, trying to divination the weakness of the "Moon Puppet".
This time, he saw sunlight and lightning.
In other words, the extraordinary ability of the "Sun" domain and the lightning of the "Storm" domain are the most suitable for dealing with it... While interpreting the content of the revelation, Klein threw the "Moon Puppet" into the pile of debris and returned to the real world .
An hour later, Walter, dressed neatly in white gloves, knocked on the door and entered the room, bowed and said, "Sir, I will print some of your business cards next, and send them to the neighbors around you together with small gifts.
"They will observe for a few days, confirm your situation, and if they are willing to accept you, they will return the gift and invite you to be a guest.
"What title do you need on your business card?"
The title... The Fool who does not belong to this era? Klein complained secretly, and responded with a smile: "The businessman Dawn Dant�s from Dixie is enough."
Walter nodded, and then said: "According to your intention, I will arrange an etiquette class for you immediately, with the focus on dancing. I will invite a professional tutor to come over."
Klein, who had read a lot of magazines, knew that there were many dance parties in the circle he wanted to enter, so he was not surprised by the suggestion of the housekeeper Walter, nodded and said, "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to his valet Richardson and said, "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to St. Samuel's Church."
Klein remembered very clearly that his main purpose was to act as a devout follower of the Goddess of the Night, get in touch with the corresponding clergy, and find opportunities to sneak into the Chanis Gate. Therefore, he planned to go to the church to pray when he had time, to show his sincerity, and to be a fool. Familiar.
"Yes, sir." Richardson replied respectfully.
Not long after, Klein put on his coat and top hat and boarded the rented luxury four-wheeled carriage, enjoying the scenery along the way while sipping black tea with lemon slices.
In fact, there is a small bar in the carriage, which contains distilled wines such as Gin Ronzi and Winter Blackland prepared by the butler Walter, as well as various red and white wines from Intis.
However, Klein doesn't like drinking very much. As an Extraordinary, he doesn't like the feeling of being drunk, which easily reminds him of losing control. Therefore, using the excuse that he can't drink in church, he ordered his personal servant Richard Desen prepared a pot of marquis black tea in advance. JrNovels.com
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