Worship the moon again, not the goddess? Klein couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

He had heard about this kind of thing before when he was learning about the School of Life, but he didn't expect that a witch king who was born, old, sick, and died in the Southern Continent would have a similar view.

- After the "Pale Age" at the end of the Quaternary Period, the Tempest Sea became veritable, and the northern and southern continents were cut off from each other, and the school of life was formed in the early Fifth Age, and it was obviously impossible for the Russell to develop into the southern continent before the Russell sent people to find a safe route.

The Witch King Karaman also belongs to the early period, and was active for more than a thousand years before the invasion of the Northern Continent countries.

In other words, the two extraordinary "forces" that belong to the northern and southern continents and cannot communicate and communicate choose to worship the moon itself and ignore the goddess of the night at about the same time.

Such a coincidence makes one have to think about why.

Could it be that a new deity was born and took away the authority of the moon? but, as a deity, he should not be so obscure...... Or, although the goddess snatched the power of the moon, the believers of the primordial moon god remained, from the Quaternary, and even the Tary, all the way down, and after the separation of the northern and southern continents, two branches bloomed, a witch king, and a school of life?

He gave up thinking for a moment, seized the time, and quickly skimmed the rest of the "Book of Secrets".

In the preface, Karaman, the Witch King, is very direct in stating that many of the rituals, secret deeds, astrology, and summoning spells in this book are derived from primitive moon worship, and describes in detail the corresponding honorific names:

"The one-of-a-kind Red Moon, a symbol of life and beauty, mother of all spiritual forces. ”

But there is a lack of more popular descriptions such as "Goddess of the Night" and "Mother Earth...... If there is such a secret deity, his followers will inevitably develop a simple name that is more suitable for verbal praise than the primitive worship of the moon...... Crane sensed something strange and relied on his occult knowledge to analyze it.

"Moreover, the use of the 'Crimson Lord' for rituals would obviously point to the goddess, but the use of very similar, but more detailed honorific names, would bypass the goddesses and point to their source of power, to the so-called primordial moon...... I don't know what kind of weird existence it is......" Crane thought with some curiosity and some horror.

Because he didn't have that much time, he just quickly skimmed through the details of the follow-up, and found that as the Witch King Karaman himself recounted, many secret agreements and many rituals pointed to the moon.

For Klein, this didn't matter too much, he didn't want to copy those things and provoke the primordial moon who didn't know what it was, what he wanted to learn was the overall structure, design ideas, and details of those secret deeds and rituals.

Only by grasping the hidden laws can he come up with his own secret deeds, rituals, astrology, and summoning techniques that point to the "Yellow and Black King".

Maybe in the future, I'll have my own occult ...... Crane removed the pendulum from his wrist and finally confirmed the authenticity of the Book of Secrets.

After receiving a positive answer, he didn't rush to use the werewolf's extraordinary properties to divinate the formula, and he wouldn't sell it anyway, for the same reason, he planned to slow down and study the origin of the biotoxin bottle.

He quickly returned to the real world, opened the curtains, and saw the sun, which had failed to illuminate the earth, hiding behind clouds and haze, looking a little white.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Crane reached out and covered his mouth and nose and sneezed.

At this time, he realized that he had a headache and brain fever, and he was not energetic enough, and it seemed that he had a cold.

As an extraordinary person in Sequence 7, I turned out to be sick...... Crane pulled out a piece of paper and snorted.

He thought about it carefully, and soon understood the reason:

The negative effect of the biotoxin vial is that the bearer gradually weakens and develops to the point of illness!

If you carry it for a longer time, you may even die of illness.

And this is not something that can be removed by spiritual shackles!

Last night, after the Great War, Klein was almost spiritually dried up, and his body was quite weak, and he hid in the "Lever Church" for half an hour with a biotoxin bottle......

Add to this the time it took to return to Minsk Street, and he was shamefully ill.

"It's good that it's not serious...... It doesn't affect anything......" Klein sneezed again, and packed up for a hot bath.

After washing, in order to treat himself, he specially fried an egg, which was fragrant.

"A copy of the Witch King's Book of Secrets, a vial of biotoxin, a magical item no worse than a sun brooch, and an extraordinary trait left over from Sequence 7 'Werewolf', I have earned a lot of money this time...... It's just that it's a pity that I couldn't get the extraordinary properties of the 'living corpse'......" Crane sat down at the table, calculating the harvest as he ate.

Another thing that made him feel distressed was that he used a full 11 extraordinary bullets, each equivalent to nearly 10 pounds!

That is, I burned 100 pounds...... Worthy of the name, take money and smash people...... It's no wonder that most of the low-to-mid sequences are so hungry for money...... Crane glanced down at his breakfast.

They add up to a few pennies!

After breakfast, Klein leisurely reads the newspaper, occasionally sneezes and wipes his mouth and nose with a piece of paper.

As soon as the church bell at 8 o'clock had subsided, his doorbell had been ringed.

Not surprisingly, Klein saw Mike Joseph, a reporter for the Daily Observer.

The gentleman with beautiful blue eyes and a mustache but rather rough skin took off his hat and greeted him, then went straight to the point:

"Detective Moriarty, do you have time to take my commission?"

Although I have a little cold, I am not suspicious of receiving orders normally during this time...... Klein, who had just done a vote, smiled and said:

"I'm slightly sick, but it doesn't affect my fighting and shooting. ”

Mike suddenly smiled and said:

"Thank you for your help. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Well, Detective Moriarty, have you had breakfast? I ask you, as an employer, I should be responsible for your food today. ”

Will I have breakfast? Klein was stunned for a moment and said:

"I just finished eating. ”

"But I'd suggest you go to the East End and have breakfast again, so you can see a lot of things, and just give me a cup of coffee when the time comes. ”

“...... No problem. Mike pointed outside, "The carriage I hired is waiting." ”

Crane looked him up and down and said:

"Sir, you'd better dress a little worse, or I'll be very busy with my work. ”

Mike looked down at his tweed coat and said with some understanding:

"That's so compelling?"

"It's true in the East End. Crane pointed inside, "I've got some specially prepared clothes, well, we're about the same size." ”

Mike couldn't help but exclaim:

"You're professional. ”

Professional crime?

After changing their outfits and becoming ordinary workers, the two got into a carriage and headed to the edge of the East End.

............

"Ahh

Crane pulled out another piece of paper, wiped his mouth and nose, and snorted.

Since there was no trash can nearby, he folded the paper and put it back in his pocket.

"The food at this café is ok, of course, relative to the residents of the East End. Klein pointed to the slightly greasy café around the corner of the street.

He occasionally came here for breakfast a few times when he stayed in a nearby one-bedroom room.

"It seems to be one of the better restaurants here. "Mike doesn't think it's a café.

It's past nine o'clock, and there are few customers in the café - residents of the East Side tend to finish their breakfast at seven o'clock and start working or looking for work.

After ordering potato goulash, bread, coffee and other food with Mike, Crane looked around and looked for a place by the window.

At this time, he saw an acquaintance, the middle-aged and elderly man he had pretended to be a reporter before.

He was the one who brought me here in the first place...... Why is he only having breakfast now...... Klein turned his mind and said to Mike:

"You've got a subject. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the "homeless man" with his coffee cup.

The other party is still wearing the thick jacket before, his gray hair looks more greasy, and his beard is quite obvious, but there is no sense of sleepiness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his face is no longer so pale and scary.

"Good morning, we meet again. Klein sat down across from him, said hello, and found that the breakfast was brown bread with a penny and a large cup of cheap tea.

The middle-aged and elderly man raised his head, took a closer look, and said in surprise:

"Mr. Reporter, is that you?"

...... Klein laughed dryly twice, pointed to Mike next to him, and said:

"This is my colleague who wants to do a more in-depth investigation into my previous interview. ”

Mike, an experienced and well-informed reporter, didn't say much, just smiled and said hello.

As for Detective Moriarty's pretending to be a reporter, he didn't find out about it today, but the other party borrowed a fake press card from him!

"So you're really a reporter!" the middle-aged and elderly man blurted out in amazement, "but that doesn't stop you from being a kind and well-meaning person." ”

Klein smiled and asked:

"How's it going?"

The middle-aged and elderly man took a sip of tea and said:

"With your help, I finally got a good night's sleep, had a full stomach, and was no longer so weak. ”

"I originally wanted to find the same job as I used to be, which was to make shoes, but they didn't want me, saying my hands were shaking......"

He looked down and laughed, skipping the paragraph:

"Later, I went to the docks and got some work, I was tired, but at least I had money to make, and I had rented a bunk in someone's house for only 6.5 pence a week, and of course, I could only sleep at night. ”

"Well, that's the way to work at the docks, I went very early today, didn't eat anything, raised my hands there, and shouted my name and the name of the steward, but I still couldn't get hit, so I had to come back here. ”

"Fortunately, there is still a chance in the afternoon, and those people in the morning may have to be busy until late and will not fight with us. ”

Klein listened quietly, occasionally sipping low-quality coffee, while Mike took out a pen and paper and quickly took notes.