booktalesy Chapter 222 The Unceasing Compass
Chapter 222 The Unceasing Compass
Chapter 222 The Unceasing Compass
"Impossible, how come I didn't know?"
Emlyn, realizing what was happening, coughed twice and said casually:
"Well, I mean, which hotel is this master staying at? I, well, I have a friend who wants to visit him."
"By the way, you're helping this master find target clients, and my friend is a good candidate."
...Ah, classic "I have a friend".
While silently cursing to himself, Klein smiled politely on the surface:
"I also have a friend who's about to be promoted and needs to collect the necessary extraordinary materials. I wonder if you could help him?"
Emlyn tilted his chin up and said with a slightly arrogant air:
Are you questioning the abilities of a noble vampire?
"We vampires aren't as divided and prone to infighting as you humans. Even without you, well, what your friend needs, I can still contact the big shots in Backlund."
"But...why should I help you?"
Seeing that the conversation was developing in the direction he had expected, Klein calmly smiled and asked:
"Do you have the money to commission custom-made dolls for yourself? Do you have the money to buy exquisite outfits for those dolls? Do you have the money to furnish them with beautiful decorations and their own private rooms?"
"I...I..."
Emlyn's expression froze. He didn't even know what the detective meant by "private little room." His dolls were all kept on cabinets or shelves in his bedroom.
After a moment of silence, he lowered his chin and mumbled:
"Tell me, what materials does your friend need?"
"The reward for extraordinary materials is at least 100 taels, and for auxiliary materials, at least 10 pounds. In addition, I will take an extra portion of the reward from you, which is what I deserve."
He paused, then suddenly asked warily, "Wait, who is your friend?"
"Could it be that damn guy who tricked me into the Harvest Church?"
"It wasn't him." Klein shook his head calmly.
Emlyn nodded, quickly regaining his composure: "That's fine then. What materials do you need?"
"It's a friend of mine."
After emphasizing his friend, Klein described the materials he needed:
"The mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's brain, along with 100 milliliters of its blood, and five strands of hair from the Deep Sea Naga."
Emlyn nodded. "Okay, I got it."
"By the way, if I find any leads, how should I contact you? Or, could you come here every day to pray to the 'Mother Goddess'?"
After a moment of silence, Klein gave his address:
"I'm at 15 Minsk Street in the Joewood district most of the time unless I have a commission."
The two chatted for a bit longer, and as he was about to take his leave, Emlyn suddenly lowered his voice and asked:
"Detective, do you know any other divine beings who are favored by the gods, or powerful and extraordinary individuals who are not afraid to offend those favored by the gods?"
Klein shook his head immediately and said, "I don't know him."
...They may know each other, but they are either evil gods or hidden chosen ones.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Emlyn's bloodshot eyes, but he said nothing more, turned around and returned to his previous spot, picking up a rag to continue wiping the candlesticks.
...Is this guy's serious demeanor just an act?
He shook his head, clearing his mind, and then turned and left the Harvest Church.
In the evening, Cyril, who had just returned from a restaurant with a takeout dinner, turned around as if sensing something and saw many thick, green vines hanging from the ceiling.
In the blink of an eye, the lush green vines covered the entire room, weaving a verdant, layered forest.
Then he saw Bernadette dressed in a white Intis-style shirt and a dark black jacket, with a thin rapier at her waist and a tricorn hat beside her, dressed in the standard attire of a sea captain.
Cyril bowed slightly and greeted the other party.
Good afternoon, madam.
"I didn't expect you to get back from the Raging Sea so quickly."
Bernadette gave him a slightly strange look: "Your information network is quite impressive."
As she spoke, she summoned an invisible servant and took a brass compass with a constantly spinning pointer from the servant's hand.
The moment the compass appeared, Sirion keenly sensed that the surrounding space was subtly distorting and gradually becoming disordered, like an effervescent tablet being dropped into calm water.
Given enough time, it might form a series of "doors" leading to unknown places.
Cyril curiously examined the compass that Bernadette would hold in her hand. Its spiritual radiance seemed to be only at the Sequence 5 level, but the changes in the surrounding space made him feel that this was not the level that a Sequence 5 should have.
Noticing his gaze, Bernadette briefly explained:
"It's called 'The Unceasing Compass.' It was once a member of Emperor Roselle's fleet, but died suddenly for unknown reasons. Its remaining characteristics combined with a compass to form this sealed artifact."
"It corresponds to the 'Traveler' path in sequence 5 of the 'Apprentice' pathway, but due to its inherent contamination and overly troublesome negative effects, it is not practical."
As she spoke, shimmering starlight swirled around her, then suddenly contracted, enveloping the "Never-ending Compass" in her hand.
The dazzling starlight instantly solidified, transforming into a layer of translucent amber, sealing the compass within.
She then threw the compass, sealed in translucent amber, at Cyril.
"Its negative effects are mainly twofold. First, the holder cannot stay in one place for a long time, not even in a constantly moving vehicle. The holder must move around continuously, otherwise they will be randomly teleported by a suddenly appearing 'door'."
"These 'doors' have no fixed landing point; they may appear in the deep sea, in the high sky, or in volcanoes or rock crevices, making them quite dangerous."
"This includes the 'Traveler's Gate' that opens when you actively use it, which can often result in random changes. Unless you are very familiar with wandering the spirit world, it is not recommended to use it actively."
"The second negative impact comes from the unknown pollution it contains. After being randomly teleported too many times, you will be watched by unknown entities."
"It is not recommended that you use it until you have the ability to destroy it or reduce its negative effects by sealing it."
Looking at the compass sealed in translucent amber in his hand, Sirion felt a burning sensation, as if he wanted to throw it away right now... This wasn't a magical item at all; it was a complete and utterly sealed artifact!
He paused, then asked gravely, "How long can this seal you left behind last?"
Bernadette answered without hesitation, "About half a month. The longer it takes, the less effective the seal will be."
"I will be staying in Backlund for a while. If you find that the seal's effect is weakening, you can contact me to reinforce it at any time."
"I have a feeling that the opportunity you mentioned is about to appear. After you advance to 'Sage,' I will personally help you shatter it."
"After being crushed and reassembled, its extraordinary properties will become pure, and you can use it directly to concoct potions."
After hesitating for a moment, he chose the latter between handing the compass to Bernadette for safekeeping, waiting for her to ascend to angelhood and then crushing it into its unique properties and giving it to him, and keeping it himself and occasionally asking her to reinforce the seal.
...I now have an angel-level messenger, so I can ask Erdfana to help me seal it and turn it into a magical item that can be used to a certain extent.
It's just not easy to pay him. He only wants the pollution from me to fight the pollution from the "Chaotic Sea" that's on him, but even if I record Bernadette's mysterious reappearance, I can't control it precisely.
Hmm... actually, we could pass the question to Erdfana, since that's the reward he needs.
Composing himself, he looked at Bernadette again and asked:
"Could I record the mysterious reappearance of the 'Ugly Duckling' once again?"
"Okay." After a slight pause, Bernadette nodded slightly, not pressing him on where the "Spear of Longinus" he had previously recorded was used.
Cyril felt he was very lucky today. Of Bernadette’s only two opportunities to perform, he successfully recorded the mysterious re-enactment of “The Ugly Duckling” on his first attempt.
Later, at Bernadette's request, he translated a page of Emperor Roselle's amorous diary and taught her some of the Chinese characters from it.
As the lesson on low pressure came to an end, before Bernadette left, he quickly said:
"I want to craft a magical item to summon a messenger. Can you recommend a 'craftsman' for me?"
The surrounding green vines that had been retreating suddenly stopped. Bernadette glanced at him strangely, then nodded:
"Okay, give me the incantation to summon the messenger."