For Klein, setting up a simple ritual was as easy as breathing. Very soon, he was done preparing the ingredients, and he lit up the candle that represented himself.

Looking at the flickering candlelight on the desk, Klein had an amusing thought for some baffling reason.

Would this be considered holding a candlelight vigil in memory of myself?

F**k, what the hell am I thinking!?

He reined back his thoughts and picked up the Black Rotten Flower powder that belonged to the domain of Death and sprinkled it onto the candle. In return, he caught a whiff of a smell that was akin to formaldehyde from his previous life.

Immediately after that, he dripped Full Moon Essence Oil, a favored item of the Evernight.

Amidst a sizzling crackle, his surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was a shapeless, magical surge.

Klein took a step back and softly recited in ancient Hermes, “I!”

Then, he changed into Hermes, “I summon in my name.”

“The spirit that wanders about the unfounded, the higher-dimensional creature that a human orders, the messenger that belongs to Daly Simone.”

Whoosh!

The wind wailed and the dim candlelight was tainted with a blue luster.

Under its illumination, the wall behind the desk produced translucent ripples, and a creepy face surfaced. Other than its mouth, it had no eyebrows, eyes, or nose.

Its thick lips parted, and a long red tongue was extended. There were sharp, irregular teeth that lined its mouth. In addition, the tip of the tongue had five delicate fingers. They were constantly extending and retracting, as though they were waiting for a delivery.

This is Daly’s messenger? Compared to Mr. Azik’s, it’s just like a child. No, I can’t accurately determine their differences. Yes, one is an adult Giant, and the other is a human baby… I wonder if it’s due to the magical item, or if it signifies Mr. Azik’s strength? I have to reevaluate my understanding of him. Perhaps, he’s a High-Sequence Beyonder…

Crap, I forgot. In the letter, I should’ve asked Madam Daly for the names of the Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 Corpse Collector pathway. Mr. Azik most likely belongs to that pathway. Of course, he might’ve not advanced via potions. Yes, perhaps it’s a gene that’s passed down from his ancestors… I’ll ask next time, the messenger is waiting…

Klein looked at it seriously for a while and passed the neatly folded paper into the messenger’s “hand.” Then, he watched as the hand gripped it tightly.

Whoosh!

The messenger retracted its tongue and swallowed the letter. The translucent, creepy, and wriggling face shrank back into the wall and disappeared.

cool. Rather convenient too, but it can’t be spread…Klein looked at the candlelight that had returned to

morning. Backlund, Empress

corner of the municipal garden built by Duke Negan, Xio Derecha with her unkempt blond hair and Fors Wall with her languid bearing were

one and a half meters tall, looked at the golden retriever that had extended its tongue and was wagging its tail. She smoothed out

my Goddess, why am I asking

cigarette with her

a

that looks so

her mouth. She then pointed at her belly

was a leather pouch tied around the dog’s

right, making sure that there was no one watching before she quickly moved closer. She bent

when her expression

looks like the work of the fashion designer, Mr. Sades… She’s actually using such a pouch for

very expensive?” Xio raised

her lips tightly and nodded

manner. She carefully opened the zipper and took out the letter inside, as though she was carrying an antique vase in

read it, she passed the letter to

cigarette after reading it carefully. She

information provided.” Xio pouted subconsciously. She took out a neatly folded paper from the

report for the past few days. You must pass this on to

quivered and sat up straight, her

stuffed the stack of papers into the leather pouch, and

howled and ran off

the Hall family’s

was sitting on the sofa of her own living room. She was holding a letter opener and was trying to open the letter

Balam Empire in the Southern

that moment, she saw Susie push open the half-closed door. The dog

the carpet before Audrey and pawed

really are an excellent messenger!” Audrey wasn’t stingy with

said softly, “Your friend is very serious. When I saw her, she reminded me of the time when a

a complimentary gift when Count Hall

logic in using the language… Audrey watched as her golden retriever took off the pouch on her own and skillfully pulled

She stood up

it was Qilangos. Perhaps the vagrants merely changed their movement

that’s not friendly enough. It would make her feel an inferiority complex. Yes, I shall say, “Xio, I’ve prepared your reward. As long as you can complete the task, four hundred and fifty pounds will be yours…” Sigh, as far as the main ingredients for the Telepathist formula, I’ve only found the Farsman Rabbit’s spinal fluid. I still need the Rainbow Salamander’s pituitary

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