Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 93 Messenger
After noon.

In the Old Ville Restaurant on Zouteland Street, Philip sat by the window. He seemed to have unintentionally withdrawn his goal. After finding that there was still nothing worthy of his attention, he put down his empty cup, stood up and left.

Mr. Azik was right. For someone like him who wasn't even at Sequence Five to catch Ince Zangwill's tail, it was probably just a dream, or perhaps the other party was doing it intentionally.

In this case, it would be better to protect Klein, the fellow countryman and the important role of the signal gun. After all, as long as the other party takes action, he will definitely take action himself. Apart from the official Beyonders, Tingen only has a few wild Beyonders of Sequence 9.

With this in mind, he stood up and returned to the hourly room he had booked, where he could maintain his observation of the Blackthorn Security Company, and waited quietly.

As for the Tarot Club.
"Philip."

Just when Philip was about to reluctantly ask for leave, a call from behind freed him from the tangle in his heart. He saw Azik standing there in a white shirt and black vest. "Did you take the initiative to look for that guy yesterday?"

Philip nodded. "Well, I think if I could discover something on my own and call you, I could avoid a lot of risks."

Azik didn't comment. He sat on the bed and took out matches and a cigar. "Today, when I was searching in the suburbs, the spirits around me suddenly sensed your presence in a certain house."

"Although it's been a long time, I still sensed it through the residual induction in my blood. Ince Zangwill, who took my child's skull, was living there yesterday. Unfortunately, he has moved now."

last night?

Philip suddenly recalled the houses he had checked yesterday, and imagined their appearance in his mind, but he found that he could not remember what he had thought of one of them at that time.

After all this time, I'm still affected. He closed his eyes and exhaled silently. When he looked at Azik in front of him, he suddenly had an idea and said:

"Mr. Azik, could you protect Klein for a while after three o'clock? I have some things I need to do. Um, about half an hour, forty-five minutes at most."

"no problem."

Azik agreed without giving it much thought. "It just so happens that I'm free. He hasn't made any moves lately, leaving me with no idea where to start. If you hadn't discovered it, I would have thought he'd already left Tingen."

Philip breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the other party's reply and expressed his gratitude to him. However, he suddenly seemed to remember something and patted his head.

I rely on!

The information Mr. "Sun" wanted has not been sorted out yet, and I almost forgot about it. Now that there is still time, I will quickly write it down and sort it out. I clearly forgot about it last week due to negligence, and I must not embarrass myself again this time.

"Philip, you haven't got a messenger yet?"

Just when he was trying to seize the time to organize the general information about the northern continent and the major kingdoms he was familiar with, Azik suddenly asked.

"Well, I haven't tried to hold a ceremony yet." Philip nodded. This had become a necessary attempt after he was promoted to Sequence Six. At worst, he could ask Maric and Sharon to help him keep things under control.

This means of communication is really convenient.

"There are two ways to obtain a messenger. One is to perform a ritual to summon a spirit creature and sign a contract with it. The other is to directly enter the spirit world and find the messenger you desire." "Both methods are somewhat risky. If you don't mind, I can give you a messenger and have it sign a contract with you."

Give it to me?!
Philip blinked in surprise, somewhat unable to believe his ears. He asked tentatively, "You mean...giving me a messenger? Um, what should I pay for this?"

"There's no need to take it too seriously. For me, there are so many similar messengers, um, I can't even count them all. This is just one of them."

Urgently, Azik looked at him, smiled, and said, "If you want to talk about giving, then what you are doing in Tingen City right now can be considered as giving."

Is this what we mean by good things happening to good people?
As Philip was thinking this, he opened his mouth. His clear brain seemed to become chaotic at this moment, and the function of preventing language went on strike for more than ten seconds before it finally eased.

"Mr. Azik, thank you." He bowed slightly to Azik who was waiting patiently in front of him, and then said softly as if talking to himself:

“I can strive for a better and safer life, no matter the pain, fatigue and hardship, but what I really pursue is peace of mind, a secure life.”

A peaceful life. Philip curled his lips, his sapphire eyes looking towards Azik as he raised his head. "So, rather than gaining benefits or rewards, I hope to quickly become a High-Sequence Expert who can protect myself and others. By then, I hope nothing that happened along the way will cause me to become who I am now."

"Me now?"

Azik was slightly stunned and repeated these four words softly. Then he closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before smiling and saying, "That's a good idea. I understand you a lot better now."

He did not continue to discuss this aspect. His gaze wandered around the room, locking onto the bedside table. He opened it, took out two candles, and said:

"I'll demonstrate summoning a messenger. After you sign a contract with it, you can try it yourself. From now on, whether you summon it yourself or someone else summons it, you only need a candle."

"Don't worry, there won't be any danger."

Seeing this, Philip sensibly helped design the spiritual wall, and pulled the windows and curtains, waiting for the boss to perform.

Azik lit the candle, took a step back, and said in ancient Hermetic language:
"I!

"I call in my name:
"A spirit born from the underworld, an illusory creature symbolizing death, and a messenger unique to Azik Eggers."

Originally, it was just because Xia Ri said goodbye to Rune that the cool room suddenly became bone-chillingly cold. Out of trust in Azik, Philip opened his spiritual vision after a brief hesitation and saw the white bones revealed on the floor.

A few seconds later.

The monster, whose entire body was made of white bones and whose eye sockets flickered with dark flames, was nearly four meters tall. Its head was almost touching the ceiling, looking down at Philip, who was half its height.

This thing, and it's just a messenger, I can't even count how many there are. Philip's breathing became heavy, and he felt the dangerous aura coming from the other party. He asked with some concern:

"Um, Mr. Azik, will it be willing to follow me?"

(End of this chapter)