Plans are always interrupted by unexpected events of one kind or another.

Klein originally wanted to expand his network through Derek Sindras and make a name for himself as the detective Sherlock Moriarty. However, before he could act, a major incident that shocked the entire city occurred in Backlund.

——The Conservative leader, Duke Negan, was assassinated in the early hours of the morning and died!

In an instant, the Conservatives were in chaos, and even Baron Sindras and his two sons were not safe.

In this case, why would they bother with Sherlock Moriarty, a little-known detective?

“Who could have done it? The Loen New Party, the Orthodox Church, or a secret organization?” Klein, who had hit a wall, returned to the detective agency with a frown on his face.

He keenly realized that the assassination of Duke Negan was most likely related to the deification ceremony of George III soon afterwards.

The weakening of the Conservative Party's power could exacerbate the division of power in the Kingdom of Loen, create conditions for change, use war to divert internal conflicts, and point the spearhead at Feysac.

Moreover, Klein also learned from some special channels that Duke Negan was a loyal believer of the Church of the Storm. His death would definitely intensify the conflict between the Church of the Storm and the Loen nobles and royal family, and the impact would be far-reaching.

“Maybe I should talk to Miss Justice…” A thought came to Klein’s mind.

But he soon gave up the idea.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up his coat and hat and went to Mr. A's villa with the face of 'Sherlock Moriarty'.

Mr. A happened to be at home

——After the last meeting with John Joestar, the Aurora Society has restrained its power, and every believer from top to bottom has been very honest.

"Sherlock." Mr. A's attitude was as gentle as ever. "It's nice to see you. Have you digested the 'Listener' potion? I have prepared the 'Hermit' potion and extraordinary materials for you."

Hearing this, Klein was slightly stunned.

It has only been a few days since Sherlock Moriarty was promoted to Sequence 8, but Mr. A is already so anxious. Aren't you afraid that he will lose control?

But on second thought, the role of the 'Listener' is to constantly listen to the mumblings of the 'True Creator'. The more you listen, the faster the potion will be digested. If you can remain calm on the outside, it means that Sherlock Moriarty's digestion progress is quite smooth and there is no risk of losing control for the time being.

Klein nodded and said, “In a few days, I think I can try to advance to Sequence 7.”

The extraordinary people of the 'Secret Prayer' path need more luck than the extraordinary people of the 'Monster' path. Those who do not lose control are all the beloved ones of the "True Creator".

It would be a waste not to take the Sequence 7 potion formula and extraordinary materials.

After all, the Black Iron Cross is the extraordinary item with the greatest potential and the highest status in his possession besides the Source Castle.

"Very good." Mr. A smiled brightly.

Sherlock Moriarty is not only a potential backbone of the Aurora Society, but also good friends with another angel. It is definitely a sure win if you train him carefully.

Thinking of this, he said softly, "Sherlock, you came to see me, are you in trouble?"

Jon sat down opposite Mr. A and said truthfully, "No, I just want to know if the assassination of Duke Negan this morning has anything to do with us?"

Fearing that Mr. A might misunderstand him, he deliberately explained: "It is like this, I wanted to make friends with the Conservative Party to expand my network, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

After much thought, I realize that only you, Mr. A, have the ability to eliminate that pagan without making a fuss."

The reason was lame and the compliment was perfunctory.

But Mr. A didn't care and said with a smile: "Sherlock, there is no need to be like this. We are both servants of the Lord. There is no need to hide anything."

He crossed his legs and said, "To tell you the truth, we didn't do this."

For the first time ever, Jiguo Club will not take the blame!

Klein's heart trembled, and he asked, "So, who is it?"

"I'm not sure. The Witch Cult, the Twilight Hermits, the Loen Royal Family...any force is possible." Mr. A did not hide his disdain. "Despicable pagans, even their methods are so laughable."

Klein nodded repeatedly.

The attitude is extremely correct.

Mr. A looked at Sherlock Moriarty, who agreed with him, and after thinking for a while, he decided to reveal some key information. "The Loen royal family contacted me yesterday and said that they would launch a sacrifice in Backlund in a while, and those witches would also take action."

Sacrifice?

Ceremony of becoming a god!

Klein naturally linked the two together.

"I've agreed." Mr. A gently turned the ring on his index finger. "This is in our interest."

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, there are some deeper considerations, but I won't tell you about them."

Klein: ...

If you don't tell me, don't mention it.

All the riddlers should die!

“Thank you for clearing up my confusion.” Klein took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed to Mr. A.

Mr. A spoke gently, "There is still some time before the sacrifice, enough time for you to advance to Sequence 7. When the time comes, I will give you some important tasks, so don't slack off."

Klein's heart moved slightly, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

After leaving the Aurora Club's headquarters, Klein had a clearer understanding of the "future".

First, the joint sacrifice of the Loen royal family, the Aurora Society, and the Witch Cult.

Secondly, the deification ceremony of John III.

Finally, the national war and the war between gods are about to begin.

It's like a drama, with each scene closely linked to the next.

"So, what role will I play in this?" Klein looked up at the sky.

Even though it was almost noon, the sky above Backlund was still foggy.

Suddenly, he thought of what Jon Joestar said, 'The fog has been getting thicker lately' and 'Numbness is the breeding ground for death'.

Thinking about it carefully, even an outsider like him had gradually gotten used to Backlund's smoggy weather, not to mention the people who had lived here for a long time.

So, 'sacrifice' is related to this thick fog?

The intuition of Beyonders of the Fortune Teller Path is often sharp. With this thought in mind, Klein quickly returned to the detective agency, went into the bathroom, walked four steps backwards to the top of the gray fog, and used the topaz pendulum to tell a fortune.

The pendulum rotated clockwise, indicating that Klein's guess was correct.

Act One: Sacrifice is indeed related to the increasingly severe smog weather.

Moreover, based on the "Roselle Diary" and the "popular science" that John Joestar had given him about the characteristics and promotion requirements of extraordinary people on the "Assassin" path, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Using the haze as a carrier, the witches spread pain and despair and completed the ascension ceremony."

"The Aurora Society took the opportunity to recruit desperate people and spread the belief in the 'True Creator'."

"And the Loen royal family will use this incident as an excuse to force reforms, disintegrate the last of the Conservative Party's power, and create conditions for George III's deification ceremony."

Although his sequence is not high, Klein is quite smart.

With all the known conditions in place, he truly understood the intentions of all parties.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel trembling and fear.

“Believe in the power of the gods, not their mercy…” Klein sat quietly on the Fool’s chair, his face as gloomy as water.

He felt powerless.

It feels like something is blocking my chest.

Yes.

His ideas never belonged to this era.

Therefore, after knowing the impending catastrophe, even though the people of Backlund had nothing to do with him, he still felt depressed and suffocated.

Those gods...

How indifferent!

His name is Zhou Mingrui.

This is Klein Moretti.

He is the 'Fool' above the grey fog.

But in the final analysis, he is a "human being".

A person who has a clear sense of right and wrong and knows what is good and what is bad!

At least for now, he still retains a fairly complete humanity.

"I want to do something." Klein tapped his fingers lightly on the bronze table.

He muttered something quietly, his eyes becoming more determined, "I'm going to do something!"

He will be unhappy if he doesn't do something.

Then the problem is coming.

How to deal with it?

With the strength of Sequence 7?

As a 'magician'?

Do not!

That's so shabby.

If you’re going to do it, do it in a big way!

And the biggest card in his hand is undoubtedly 'that guy'!

Certain in my heart.

Klein communicated with a certain crimson star through his spiritual power.

Not long after, a figure appeared on the chair of the 'Wheel of Fortune'.

"The great Lord of Sefirah Castle." Jon was slightly surprised to be pulled into the gray fog, but his expression was extremely calm. "What do you want from me?"

“Mr. Fate.” Klein smiled and said, “I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you this time.”

"What are you talking about? Fate has made me stand by your side, and this is my duty." Jon smiled, "I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"

Klein pondered for a moment and said, "I don't want to see the birth of a new god."

Hearing this, Jon fell silent.

After a long while, he spoke faintly: "For every gift, 'fate' has a price tag on it."

Mr. Ke, we need to pay more for this job.

Of course, Klein could understand the deeper meaning of Jon's words.

Although Audrey and the others, and even the survivors of the City of Silver thought that Jon Joestar was an angel beside "The Fool", in fact, he was just sent by the "Master of Destiny" to befriend the "Lord of Origin Castle" diplomatic ambassador.

"That's fair." Klein was prepared and nodded slightly.

no way.

If you want to get something, you must give something.

Anyway, the "Master of Destiny" won't be able to see him for a while.

As I said, just owe it to me for now.

"Your will is followed." The deal was made, and Jon bowed slightly.

"Preventing a Sequence 1 from becoming a God in the game of multiple forces." If converted into gold pounds, charging one million pounds would not be excessive at all.

Oh, and we also have to take the 8% discount into consideration.

Joe did some calculations and concluded that Klein already owed him 997200 pounds.

Even if it was as fate would have it, and Klein fell into a deep sleep in order to prevent the resurrection of the Will of the Supreme, he would have to place a clone next to Klein, constantly pulling his ears to remind him to pay back the money...

Of course, Crane didn't know the evil thoughts in Jon's heart.

He said in a deep voice: "This time, my followers may be able to help you a little."

Jon was stunned for a moment, then pretended to understand something. "You taught Klein that kind of writing? Okay, I see. This way, he can really help a lot."

Klein: Meow?

I didn't understand, but I decided to play dumb.

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