After ordering the golden retriever Susie, Audrey paced back and forth a few steps, as if she was not at ease enough, because she was not sure whether something strange would happen to the magic of today's ritual.
Let's do this... Her eyes turned quiet, she looked at the expected process with the attitude of a bystander, and soon had a new arrangement.
Audrey locked the bedroom door and said to the golden retriever:
Susie, you squat here. If Annie and the others want to force in, please go to the bathroom to notify me immediately.
In order to guard against some accidents, her personal maid has the key to unlock the anti-lock.
Susie glanced at her with a faint look and shook her tail three times.
Very good, I will let you choose today’s lunch!Audrey clenched her fist and shook it gently.
After finishing her instructions, she entered the bathroom and saw that there was a slight clear water in the square bathtub that was three or four meters long and wide, with white air filled with it and a illusion of mist.
Audrey cleaned up a rectangular table that was originally filled with bottles and jars, and then returned to the outside room and brought in candles, offerings, white robes and other items.
Immediately afterwards, she closed the bathroom door.
After doing all this, Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a light blue translucent bottle the size of a palm from beside the four candles.
The bottle is cylindrical and shines with a dreamy luster under the light. It is the ritual essential oil she distilled and extracted yesterday. As a occult enthusiast, she has a lot of research on similar things. She has many of her own pure dews, flower essences, ointments, essential oils and incense made by her own, so she quickly made preliminary preparations according to the description of the fool.
Moon flowers, golden mints, deep sleep flowers, bergamots and rock roses... strange recipes... Audrey murmured in a low voice, well, you have to clean your body and calm your mind before the ritual magic. This is the respect for the gods, um, pray for the object.
After recalling the process, she put the essential oil of the ceremony on the edge of the bathtub and reached out to untie the lightweight home clothes.
Pieces of silk fabrics fell into the washing basket. Audrey raised her long hair, first tried the water temperature with her hands, then tiptoed slightly, stepped in carefully, sinking her body into her warm embrace.
Huh... She breathed comfortably, feeling warm and extremely relaxed.
He really didn't want to move a finger... Audrey forced herself to cheer up, grabbed the light blue translucent bottle next to her, and dripped a few drops of the essential oil into the water.
A fragrance dissipated outside, and the fragrance was hidden in the tranquility. Audrey took a few sips and nodded with satisfaction.
Not bad, smells good.
It's so relaxing, so comfortable...
I don't want to move at all, I really hope I will just lie quietly like this...
Quiet, quiet... Quiet... Quiet... Quiet...
After a while, Audrey suddenly heard the barking dog.
She suddenly opened her eyes and looked left and right in confusion, and found that Susie had opened the door and came in at some point, squatting outside the bathtub, her eyes very helpless.
After rubbing the corners of his eyes, Audrey felt that the water temperature had dropped a lot.
Me, am I asleep?She asked subconsciously.
Susie looked at her, without barking or wagging her tail.
Haha, that bottle of ritual essential oil works so well, well, so good!Audrey laughed dryly and explained happily.
She stood up, took out a bath towel, wrapped and wiped her body, and said to the golden retriever:
Susie, keep guarding, not letting Annie and the others come in!
When the golden retriever left, she quietly stuck out her tongue, threw away the bath towel, and put on the clean white robe.
Close the bathroom door, Audrey carefully recalled the ceremony she recorded.
She picked up four candles and placed them separately on four corners of the table.
The white bread on the upper left and the Fernet noodles on the upper right are so fragrant, it’s just a little cold... No, it’s not the time to think about these things!Paella in the lower left, Disi pie in the lower right... Audrey carefully arranged the altar according to the Fool's description, and shook her head twice during this period.
Being ready, she lit four candles in turn, picked up the silver knife, and inserted it into the stack of coarse salt.
After reciting the sanctification mantra in Hermis, Audrey raised the knife with ornate patterns and put it into a cup containing clear water.
After accumulating good spirits, she pulled away from this silver holy blade and meditated on the scene where her spirituality spread and burst out from the tip of the knife.
The invisible power surged out, and Audrey took the knife and circled around the altar, feeling that there was indeed a spiritual wall erecting around it, excluding all uncleanness and all interference.
She maintained the audience's state and did not let the excitement and excitement in her heart affect the ceremony.
Putting down the silver knife, she picked up the light blue crystal vial and dripped a drop on each candle.
Honey!
The faint fragrance spread one after another, and Audrey's body, mind and spirit seemed to have gained tranquility.
She breathed secretly, lowered her head respectfully, and recited the formal mantra in Hermis:
Ah, the fool who does not belong to this era;
You are the mysterious master above the grey fog;
You are the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
I pray for your help.
I pray for your favor.
I pray that you will give me a good dream.
Deep Sleeping Flower Ah, a herb that belongs to the Red Moon, please pass the power to me spell.
Berry Ah, a herb that belongs to the sun, please pass the power to me.
……
As soon as Audrey finished reciting the mantra and planned to meditate and pray for it, she felt that there was wind waving in the sealed spiritual wall, and she saw the crimson stars flowing on the back of her hand.
Her heart thumped, she hurriedly closed her eyes, carefully outlining and sincerely requested.
When everything was over, she looked around with a little confusion and found no other strange phenomena.
That's all?Audrey frowned slightly and whispered.
…………
The Yellow and Black King who is in charge of good luck... The fool who does not belong to this era... In the captain's room of the Blue Avenger, Alger Wilson, wearing a storm robe, silently recited the three descriptions he heard in the afternoon, as if he wanted to find clues about the other party's identity from it.
He shook his head and stood up slightly irritated, but ended up doing nothing.
Alger was not very relieved about the ancient ship left by the Tudor Dynasty. Although he had control of it himself, there was always a intuition telling him that the ship still had many secrets, just like the blood emperor.
So, he would use the ship to test the fool's abilities, but would not try unknown ritual magic on the ship.
Arger thought for a few minutes, left the captain's room, came to the deck, and said to the few crew members:
We are about to arrive in the Rothel Islands and will stay there for a day.
The crew immediately cheered and shouted:
Thank you, Lord Bishop!
Because ghost ships do not need sailors and have few crew members, they never worry about supplies and can enjoy fresh food and water every day, but day-to-day sailing and almost unchanging scenery still make their bodies and minds feel tired, as if they are always suppressing something and enduring something until they can no longer control it.
The Rost Islands are a famous colonial site on the Sunian sea, with developed commerce and various industries.
I simply don't want to wait!A sailor shrugged his waist and gave a laugh that men knew.
…………
On the public carriage on Zotland Street, Klein, who was leisurely looking at the newspaper, suddenly was stunned, as if he heard illusory shouts.
The invisible whisper echoed in his mind, making his forehead jump and it was difficult to control.
The call of the indecisive content comes and goes quickly, but it disappears in just ten seconds. Klein pinchs his forehead and fights the throbbing from the deepest part of his brain.
What old Neil said inexplicably existed whispers?The reason for too high inspiration?One thought flashed, and Klein suddenly saw four black dots on the back of his right hand highlighted at some point. They looked like natural fine moles, which were very inconspicuous.
This originated from the four black dots of the transfer ceremony quickly settled, from deep to fade, and disappeared.
Klein stared at it in a daze, and had another guess about what he had just experienced:
‘Justice’ or ‘Hangered Man’ tried the ritual magic I gave?
My thinking is really right?
Those three descriptions can indeed point to me accurately through the mysterious space above the gray fog?
But I am far from strong enough, and I can't hear clearly what the prayer is... I don't know if there is any news "remaining" on the gray fog...
Well, enter tonight and confirm.
Klein was a little nervous and excited, and hurriedly erected the newspaper to cover his face so that others could not see his expression change.
Soon, he arrived on Zotland Street and entered the Black Thorn Security Company.
Before he could say hello to Rosan, Klein saw Captain Dunn Smith come out, holding a piece of paper with a portrait in his hand.
You also look at this internal wanted warrant, and a very vicious and cruel extraordinary man entered Tingen.Dunn, wearing a black windbreaker and without a hat, glanced at this side and handed over the paper.
Klein took it and saw the first thing that caught his eye was the sketch portrait.
The owner of the portrait has a round face, a bit shy with a friendly temperament, not too much age, just like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old.
Tris, suspected to be extraordinary, was initially evaluated as a "stoicator" in Sequence 8. The possibility of "The Spiritual Society" is not ruled out, the creator of the Alfalfa tragedy... There are witnesses who proved that he left Port Enmat and later arrived in Tingen, and his whereabouts are unknown...
Tris... Alfalfa... was it an extraordinary person who committed the crime?Klein suddenly remembered the dream interpretation yesterday afternoon, remembered Joyce Meier's description, and immediately said:
Captain, I know a client who may be a very important witness.
I know, Joyce Myer, I was invited by the "Heart of Mechanical" team last night to help. I saw you in Joyce's dream and confirmed from many details that Tris created the Alfalfa tragedy.Dunn chuckled with grey eyes.
It's really boring, captain... Fortunately, I was off yesterday, not playing the role of a diviner during work... Klein complained, and there was a fear that he was almost caught by his immediate boss.
He turned to ask:
Which serial approach is the instigator?What organization is Lingzhihui?
Is it Tris’s way to eliminate the hidden dangers of potions or is it a need for promotion?
Dunn thought for a few seconds and said:
It just so happens that it's time for you to get in touch with information about extraordinary people and secret organizations, don't always be directed by Old Neil to read historical documents.
Captain, isn’t your reason to recruit me in just to want a history expert?Klein did not dare to point out the problem, and nodded seriously:
OK
Let's do this... Her eyes turned quiet, she looked at the expected process with the attitude of a bystander, and soon had a new arrangement.
Audrey locked the bedroom door and said to the golden retriever:
Susie, you squat here. If Annie and the others want to force in, please go to the bathroom to notify me immediately.
In order to guard against some accidents, her personal maid has the key to unlock the anti-lock.
Susie glanced at her with a faint look and shook her tail three times.
Very good, I will let you choose today’s lunch!Audrey clenched her fist and shook it gently.
After finishing her instructions, she entered the bathroom and saw that there was a slight clear water in the square bathtub that was three or four meters long and wide, with white air filled with it and a illusion of mist.
Audrey cleaned up a rectangular table that was originally filled with bottles and jars, and then returned to the outside room and brought in candles, offerings, white robes and other items.
Immediately afterwards, she closed the bathroom door.
After doing all this, Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a light blue translucent bottle the size of a palm from beside the four candles.
The bottle is cylindrical and shines with a dreamy luster under the light. It is the ritual essential oil she distilled and extracted yesterday. As a occult enthusiast, she has a lot of research on similar things. She has many of her own pure dews, flower essences, ointments, essential oils and incense made by her own, so she quickly made preliminary preparations according to the description of the fool.
Moon flowers, golden mints, deep sleep flowers, bergamots and rock roses... strange recipes... Audrey murmured in a low voice, well, you have to clean your body and calm your mind before the ritual magic. This is the respect for the gods, um, pray for the object.
After recalling the process, she put the essential oil of the ceremony on the edge of the bathtub and reached out to untie the lightweight home clothes.
Pieces of silk fabrics fell into the washing basket. Audrey raised her long hair, first tried the water temperature with her hands, then tiptoed slightly, stepped in carefully, sinking her body into her warm embrace.
Huh... She breathed comfortably, feeling warm and extremely relaxed.
He really didn't want to move a finger... Audrey forced herself to cheer up, grabbed the light blue translucent bottle next to her, and dripped a few drops of the essential oil into the water.
A fragrance dissipated outside, and the fragrance was hidden in the tranquility. Audrey took a few sips and nodded with satisfaction.
Not bad, smells good.
It's so relaxing, so comfortable...
I don't want to move at all, I really hope I will just lie quietly like this...
Quiet, quiet... Quiet... Quiet... Quiet...
After a while, Audrey suddenly heard the barking dog.
She suddenly opened her eyes and looked left and right in confusion, and found that Susie had opened the door and came in at some point, squatting outside the bathtub, her eyes very helpless.
After rubbing the corners of his eyes, Audrey felt that the water temperature had dropped a lot.
Me, am I asleep?She asked subconsciously.
Susie looked at her, without barking or wagging her tail.
Haha, that bottle of ritual essential oil works so well, well, so good!Audrey laughed dryly and explained happily.
She stood up, took out a bath towel, wrapped and wiped her body, and said to the golden retriever:
Susie, keep guarding, not letting Annie and the others come in!
When the golden retriever left, she quietly stuck out her tongue, threw away the bath towel, and put on the clean white robe.
Close the bathroom door, Audrey carefully recalled the ceremony she recorded.
She picked up four candles and placed them separately on four corners of the table.
The white bread on the upper left and the Fernet noodles on the upper right are so fragrant, it’s just a little cold... No, it’s not the time to think about these things!Paella in the lower left, Disi pie in the lower right... Audrey carefully arranged the altar according to the Fool's description, and shook her head twice during this period.
Being ready, she lit four candles in turn, picked up the silver knife, and inserted it into the stack of coarse salt.
After reciting the sanctification mantra in Hermis, Audrey raised the knife with ornate patterns and put it into a cup containing clear water.
After accumulating good spirits, she pulled away from this silver holy blade and meditated on the scene where her spirituality spread and burst out from the tip of the knife.
The invisible power surged out, and Audrey took the knife and circled around the altar, feeling that there was indeed a spiritual wall erecting around it, excluding all uncleanness and all interference.
She maintained the audience's state and did not let the excitement and excitement in her heart affect the ceremony.
Putting down the silver knife, she picked up the light blue crystal vial and dripped a drop on each candle.
Honey!
The faint fragrance spread one after another, and Audrey's body, mind and spirit seemed to have gained tranquility.
She breathed secretly, lowered her head respectfully, and recited the formal mantra in Hermis:
Ah, the fool who does not belong to this era;
You are the mysterious master above the grey fog;
You are the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
I pray for your help.
I pray for your favor.
I pray that you will give me a good dream.
Deep Sleeping Flower Ah, a herb that belongs to the Red Moon, please pass the power to me spell.
Berry Ah, a herb that belongs to the sun, please pass the power to me.
……
As soon as Audrey finished reciting the mantra and planned to meditate and pray for it, she felt that there was wind waving in the sealed spiritual wall, and she saw the crimson stars flowing on the back of her hand.
Her heart thumped, she hurriedly closed her eyes, carefully outlining and sincerely requested.
When everything was over, she looked around with a little confusion and found no other strange phenomena.
That's all?Audrey frowned slightly and whispered.
…………
The Yellow and Black King who is in charge of good luck... The fool who does not belong to this era... In the captain's room of the Blue Avenger, Alger Wilson, wearing a storm robe, silently recited the three descriptions he heard in the afternoon, as if he wanted to find clues about the other party's identity from it.
He shook his head and stood up slightly irritated, but ended up doing nothing.
Alger was not very relieved about the ancient ship left by the Tudor Dynasty. Although he had control of it himself, there was always a intuition telling him that the ship still had many secrets, just like the blood emperor.
So, he would use the ship to test the fool's abilities, but would not try unknown ritual magic on the ship.
Arger thought for a few minutes, left the captain's room, came to the deck, and said to the few crew members:
We are about to arrive in the Rothel Islands and will stay there for a day.
The crew immediately cheered and shouted:
Thank you, Lord Bishop!
Because ghost ships do not need sailors and have few crew members, they never worry about supplies and can enjoy fresh food and water every day, but day-to-day sailing and almost unchanging scenery still make their bodies and minds feel tired, as if they are always suppressing something and enduring something until they can no longer control it.
The Rost Islands are a famous colonial site on the Sunian sea, with developed commerce and various industries.
I simply don't want to wait!A sailor shrugged his waist and gave a laugh that men knew.
…………
On the public carriage on Zotland Street, Klein, who was leisurely looking at the newspaper, suddenly was stunned, as if he heard illusory shouts.
The invisible whisper echoed in his mind, making his forehead jump and it was difficult to control.
The call of the indecisive content comes and goes quickly, but it disappears in just ten seconds. Klein pinchs his forehead and fights the throbbing from the deepest part of his brain.
What old Neil said inexplicably existed whispers?The reason for too high inspiration?One thought flashed, and Klein suddenly saw four black dots on the back of his right hand highlighted at some point. They looked like natural fine moles, which were very inconspicuous.
This originated from the four black dots of the transfer ceremony quickly settled, from deep to fade, and disappeared.
Klein stared at it in a daze, and had another guess about what he had just experienced:
‘Justice’ or ‘Hangered Man’ tried the ritual magic I gave?
My thinking is really right?
Those three descriptions can indeed point to me accurately through the mysterious space above the gray fog?
But I am far from strong enough, and I can't hear clearly what the prayer is... I don't know if there is any news "remaining" on the gray fog...
Well, enter tonight and confirm.
Klein was a little nervous and excited, and hurriedly erected the newspaper to cover his face so that others could not see his expression change.
Soon, he arrived on Zotland Street and entered the Black Thorn Security Company.
Before he could say hello to Rosan, Klein saw Captain Dunn Smith come out, holding a piece of paper with a portrait in his hand.
You also look at this internal wanted warrant, and a very vicious and cruel extraordinary man entered Tingen.Dunn, wearing a black windbreaker and without a hat, glanced at this side and handed over the paper.
Klein took it and saw the first thing that caught his eye was the sketch portrait.
The owner of the portrait has a round face, a bit shy with a friendly temperament, not too much age, just like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old.
Tris, suspected to be extraordinary, was initially evaluated as a "stoicator" in Sequence 8. The possibility of "The Spiritual Society" is not ruled out, the creator of the Alfalfa tragedy... There are witnesses who proved that he left Port Enmat and later arrived in Tingen, and his whereabouts are unknown...
Tris... Alfalfa... was it an extraordinary person who committed the crime?Klein suddenly remembered the dream interpretation yesterday afternoon, remembered Joyce Meier's description, and immediately said:
Captain, I know a client who may be a very important witness.
I know, Joyce Myer, I was invited by the "Heart of Mechanical" team last night to help. I saw you in Joyce's dream and confirmed from many details that Tris created the Alfalfa tragedy.Dunn chuckled with grey eyes.
It's really boring, captain... Fortunately, I was off yesterday, not playing the role of a diviner during work... Klein complained, and there was a fear that he was almost caught by his immediate boss.
He turned to ask:
Which serial approach is the instigator?What organization is Lingzhihui?
Is it Tris’s way to eliminate the hidden dangers of potions or is it a need for promotion?
Dunn thought for a few seconds and said:
It just so happens that it's time for you to get in touch with information about extraordinary people and secret organizations, don't always be directed by Old Neil to read historical documents.
Captain, isn’t your reason to recruit me in just to want a history expert?Klein did not dare to point out the problem, and nodded seriously:
OK
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