Mystery: Lucky One

"Come in," Darkwill greeted him habitually, "Hey, sir, what can you buy? Let me tell you, I have a medicine that all men dream of..."

"Thank you, but I think I already have it," the man who came in smiled, "I came to buy some herbs...May the red moon bless you."

Darkwill stopped talking cautiously for several seconds before saying:

"Oh, yes, may the red moon protect you... It seems that you are also a believer of the Goddess of Night?"

He even raised his hand and drew a crimson moon symbol on his chest.

"Are you a follower of the Goddess of Night?" The man looked at him as if he had heard something outrageous. "When did the members of the 'School of Life' convert to the Goddess of Night?"

The man had a handsome face, deep features, pale skin and a pair of blood-red eyes.

Darkwill's expression suddenly turned ugly after seeing that face. He began to tremble nervously. The owl next to him flapped its wings twice and made two "cooing" sounds.

“I’ve told you so many times, I don’t have any food to give you!” Darkwill roared and patted the owl, as if to give himself courage, “Who are you!”

The owl staggered after being slapped, and flew up from the shelf with a flutter. After calling "cuckoo" twice, it actually flew towards the man at the door, craning its neck and calling as if it was really begging for food.

"Sorry, I don't have anything to eat for you," the man apologized to the owl and even performed an elegant gentleman's salute before turning to Darkwill. "I'm your future companion. Relax, dear."

Darkwill trembled even more violently. The owl seemed to understand and hooted twice before flying out of the herbal medicine shop.

The man looked back in surprise, then smiled at Darkwill:

"Your pet is quite human... Does it always hunt for food on its own? Will it come back later?"

Darkwill said nothing. He huddled in a corner, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

……

"Thank you so much. There are a lot of important things in my wallet... Please accept this!" A man in a tuxedo checked the black leather bag in his hand, then took out a few banknotes from it and insisted on giving them to the person opposite him.

"No, no, you're too polite," Roy King politely declined, and took out a five-pound note of the smallest denomination. "I think this is enough for me. This is mainly due to your good luck... and I'm afraid it would be a waste for me to take the extra money."

The gratitude in the man's eyes froze for a moment, then turned into a hint of doubt, and then the doubt turned back into gratitude, blending with other gratitude, and he said:

"No, no, I must thank you very much!"

Having said this, the man continued to stuff the remaining money into Roy King's hands.

"Well," Roy King gave up quickly, "Since you insist, I will have no choice but to accept your gift."

He took the gold coins naturally, stuffed them inside his clothes immediately, and buttoned them up tightly. His movements were so quick and smooth that the man opposite him was stunned for a moment.

Looking at his empty hands, a trace of confusion flashed across the man's eyes, and he opened his mouth tentatively:
"Then I'll leave first...?"

"Then we'll meet again if fate allows," Roy King smiled. "Let's praise fate and pray that it lets us meet again."

As he said this, he even raised his hand and drew an "∞" symbol on his chest.

The man's eyes became confused. He glanced hesitantly at Roy King's lowered hand. Then, as if he remembered something, a trace of fear and dread flashed across his eyes. He said in a panic:
"I have something else to do. I have to leave now."

Having said this, he turned and left without waiting for Roy King to respond.

Standing there, Roy King looked at their backs, shook his head, and walked towards St. Samuel's Church not far away.

After entering the church, Roy King prayed sincerely. After sitting quietly for a while, he stood up, walked to the donation box and unbuttoned his pocket.

After seeing the pile of banknotes inside, Roy King seemed to be relieved. He pulled out the pile of money, then took out a 5-pound note, and stuffed the rest of the money back in under the bishop's horrified eyes.

"Sigh..." Roy King looked at the money with regret and nostalgia, then turned around and was about to leave.

The bishop could not help but call him and asked him: "You seem to be in some trouble...?"

"No," Roy King shook his head, "I didn't encounter any difficulties. I just kept in mind the teachings of fate and didn't dare to be greedy for money, so as not to cause greater troubles or even be asked for compensation by fate like my brother."

The bishop frowned, but Roy King didn't seem to notice. He smiled and continued:
"It's just that, even though I did return the money that didn't belong to me, every time I saw the money passing through my hands, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful."

After saying this, he nodded to the bishop and turned to leave.

……

On Wednesday, inside the Loen Charity Education Foundation, Audrey put down the refreshments in front of her and asked Hazel with concern:

"Hazel, you haven't been in a good mood lately... Is something wrong?"

"It's okay..." Hazel shook her head absentmindedly.

Audrey sighed inwardly. If it weren't for Alice's special request, she would have been considering whether to continue comforting Hazel or slowly help her recall what happened today because of her follow-up treatment for Hazel.

And now...

Audrey shook her head and activated her extraordinary ability. Looking at Hazel with a hazy look in her eyes, she asked softly:

"You haven't been feeling well lately, have you?"

"Yes, I've been feeling very uncomfortable lately, and I'm very worried..." Hazel started chatting with Audrey with misty eyes.

Audrey chatted with her in a gentle voice. After she had asked about most of the situation, she said to Hazel:
“I heard that when the big smog occurred before, the Harvest Church distributed herbs to civilians for free.

“Since you are suffering from an unexplained illness and don’t know what to do, why don’t you try the Harvest Church?

"Maybe the priest in the church will have a solution."

This was the meeting place they finally decided on. The main initiator was Alice. After she bluntly told "Moon" Emlyn that everyone knew about his relationship with the Harvest Church, Emlyn agreed to this meeting place.

"Harvest Church..." Hazel repeated in a low voice.

"Yeah," Audrey said kindly, "that's pretty fitting for your situation, isn't it?"

Hazel nodded, not quite understanding. Audrey added a few more words, strengthening and adjusting the hint. Then, she asked Hazel to forget what happened in the reception room today and lifted the hint. So when they left the Loen Charity Student Aid Fund and got on the carriage for the return trip, Hazel said to the driver as if possessed by a ghost:
"Forget it, let's go to the Harvest Church."

The coachman gladly agreed to his master's request, and the carriage swayed and drove Hazel towards the Harvest Church.

The Harvest Church is one of the few churches of the Church of Mother Earth in Loen, and it is also the only church in Backlund. It is located on Rose Street in the southern part of the bridge. After the carriage stopped, Hazel got off the carriage with the help of her personal maid.

This golden church has a striking spire and the holy emblem of life engraved on the outer wall. It is a stick figure baby surrounded by symbols such as wheat ears, flowers and springs. This is completely different from the architecture in Zhou Garden.

Hazel entered through the main entrance. Perhaps because it was a weekday morning, the lights in the church were dim and there were no believers. Hazel only saw rows of neatly arranged seats, a huge holy emblem of life at the top, and lit candles on both sides.

In a seat in the front row, there was a tall man in his forties or fifties wearing a brown clerical robe and a younger man.

The tall man wore a bishop's hat, his eyebrows were light and sparse, and the wrinkles on his face told of his age, but did not reduce the sense of oppression that emanated from him from the inside out.

The young man had thick, side-combed hair and a handsome, slightly delicate face, reminding Hazel of the type of man most popular among the ladies at aristocratic banquets.

...?
Hazel began to wonder if she had come to the wrong place.

At this time, both of them closed their eyes tightly, clasped their hands together, and pressed them against their collarbones, as if they were praying the most devoutly. The young man opened his eyes first, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils, and looked at her.

Before Hazel could react, the tall man opened his eyes, revealing a pool of light blue. He raised his head and said to Hazel:
“Welcome, young lady.

"I suppose you're here for help?"

Hazel opened her mouth and closed it again. The two people in front of her didn't seem to be doctors. She suddenly didn't want to ask for help. Unexpectedly, the young man stood up and said:

"It's strange... You don't have the breath of new life, but you are definitely giving birth to life."

This is Emlyn White.

After a brief discussion yesterday morning, he, Alice and Audrey gathered together again in the gray fog to perfect the entire plan and details.

As for the temporary right to use the gray fog, of course Alice borrowed it from Klein.

Klein, who was only Sequence 4, was not yet able to lend the right to use the gray object when he was not above the gray fog, so when Alice discussed with Audrey and Emlyn, Klein was actually present.

However, under Alice's request, Klein could only cover himself with gray fog and pretend that he never existed. He even had to release the person according to Alice's instructions afterwards.

Of course, this also has its advantages. The entire plan was discussed and completed under his supervision, so Alice could not come up with some overly unreliable solutions. The whole plan was vivid and quite human.

Klein was actually very pleased with this result. After all, he had watched Alice grow up little by little, and had constantly helped her clean up the mess. Even if he had refused harshly, Klein had already accepted Alice's joking word "mother".

——Can he really just ignore it?

Back to the point, Emlyn's words made Hazel look confused. She didn't fully understand, but she grasped something keenly and asked anxiously:
"what have you found?"

Emlyn glanced at her personal maid.

Hazel understood what he meant instantly. She coughed lightly, turned back and said to her personal maid:
"Mary, go and wait for me in the carriage."

Mary seemed to want to make some excuses, but in Hazel's eyes that would not allow rejection, she still spoke:

"Yes, ma'am."

Having said this, she turned and left the Harvest Church.

As a result, only three Beyonders were left in the Harvest Church. The tall priest at the side closed his eyes and continued to pray, seemingly not intending to ask anything - this was actually because Emlyn had revealed half of the secret to the priest.

Emlyn told the priest that a friend of a friend was sick, and the friend asked him for a favor and introduced the person to the Harvest Church.

A kind-hearted priest would not refuse such a request for help, so everything happened naturally. At Emlyn's suggestion, the priest stayed to keep the peace, but he was just there to keep the peace.

Emlin, who was in charge of diagnosis and treatment, took a deep breath and introduced the situation to his patient:
"I know this sounds strange and even hard to believe, it's like this, you are pregnant, but the baby is not in your body, it seems to be somewhere else..."

"?" Hazel's eyes were indeed confused.

Emlyn was not surprised by this reaction. When he first heard it, his condition was not much better than Hazel's. According to Miss Fate, she and Miss Justice had similar reactions, so Emlyn thought it was normal.

"Perhaps you need some time to calm down?" he asked in a gentlemanly manner.

"Maybe..." Hazel said hesitantly, but suddenly became anxious halfway through, "No, that's not right... You, you are a Beyonder, right!"

Emlyn nodded.

Seeing this, Hazel's eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly, "What should I do? Do you know why I am like this?"

Emlyn looked her up and down and smiled slightly:
“It’s very simple.

"I thought maybe you just needed a potion... I could make it for you."

Hazel's eyes lit up even more, and she asked hurriedly, "How much is it? Is there anything else I need to do?"

Emlyn did not answer immediately. He looked at Hazel. Miss Justice said during the discussion that she was not interested in the reward because she had received the reward from Miss Fate, and Miss Fate generously said that he could ask for the reward himself, so...

Emlyn hesitated for two seconds before answering:

"300 pounds, but you need to prepare the materials yourself."

"No problem!" Hazel replied immediately.

Among all the nobles, Macht was not the richest one, but 300 pounds was not much for Hazel. After all, it cost 9 pounds to become a Sequence 200 Beyonder.

It's medicinal herbs...

Hazel frowned and asked, "What kind of herbs are they? Is it hard to find?"

"They are all common medicinal herbs..." Emlyn listed the herbs needed one by one. (End of this chapter)