franphil Chapter 233 was all done by Lao Huang.
Chapter 233 was all done by Lao Huang.
Chapter 233 was all done by Lao Huang.
Backlund belonged to your vampires in the Fourth Age?
"The Fool" Klein was unaware of such a thing, which perhaps explains why there are still quite a few vampires in Backlund.
It seems that the vampires held a position in the Fourth Era that was in no way inferior to the major royal families of the Fifth Era, and perhaps even more so.
"The Fool" Klein glanced at Emlyn, whose excitement had now turned to regret, even with the gray fog obscuring his view.
The change in emotions is also visible to the naked eye.
"Unfortunately, the Solomon Empire later suffered a dramatic change."
"Although our vampire clan's status in the Terensost Empire remains undiminished, and we have won the War of the Four Emperors, the War of the Four Emperors ultimately dealt a heavy blow to the vampire clan. The Queen fell, and the Night Emperor of Terensost fell."
"The four noble families supported by the Seven Gods—Augustus, Einhorn, Soren, and Castile—divided the empire. The vampires had no choice but to relinquish their ruling position in order to preserve themselves and ensure the continuation of their race. Fortunately, these guys ultimately had some reservations and didn't go too far."
Emlyn, whether with regret or relief, said that the Seven Gods were not united enough and a new war was brewing. This allowed the vampires to escape a calamity, but without the support of the gods, the vampires could only watch as Augustus, Castile, and other extraordinary families that were once inferior to themselves rose to prominence.
"The Seven Gods?"
"I've heard that the concept of the Seven Gods already existed in the early to middle stages of the Fourth Age?"
Klein leaned back in his chair, asking in a relaxed manner.
"Forehead.."
Emlyn paused, carefully choosing his words, and said, "Mr. Fool, as far as I know, in the early to mid-Fourth Age, the term 'Seven Gods'..."
It did not gain widespread acceptance because there were many deities at the time.
There are too many gods... Klein's lips twitched, and he decided to ask more directly:
"How much do you know about hermits?"
"The Hermit is the orthodox deity of the Northern Continent in the Fourth Era."
Emlyn said without hesitation.
"Anything else?"
"Fool?" Klein pressed.
"No...that's all."
"Your name is already known."
Emlyn stammered, a little embarrassed himself, but more than that, he said, "Well, also, the hermit is an elven god."
He then added a sentence.
Haha, Klein has given up on expectations.
Even the vampires who once thrived in the Northern Continent couldn't say much about this once orthodox deity. Sure enough, there's no mistake in calling a god by his name. This hermit... is truly secretive, or rather, low-key?
"Ahem, Mr. Fool, if you are still interested in the history and glory of our vampire clan, I can tell you about the life and deeds of the 'Blood Moon Queen' and the various honors of the vampire clan."
Emlyn seemed to still have some more to say.
"The Fool" Klein rolled his eyes at Emlyn. In reality, this guy was a reclusive young man who loved puppets, but he didn't seem interested in history at all.
"That's enough, let's talk about it later. I prefer equivalent exchange."
The "Fool" felt that his spirituality could no longer be wasted on such things.
"All right."
Emlyn felt a little regretful for a moment. The sense of accomplishment from being able to tell the history of the vampires in front of such a great being was undeniable, but unfortunately he could only wait for another opportunity.
That concludes our meeting.
Klein walked out of the restroom and into a cheap café in the East Wing.
After listening to the information provided by old Kohler, Klein took out two pounds and paid him. Remembering the reminder from Mr. Angel last week…
He also gave old Kohler a special reminder, telling him it was best not to go out these days, as the air quality in Backlund was absolutely terrible.
Old Kohler nodded. Of course he knew that the factories in the East District had been emitting pollutants like crazy lately, and even the great detective in front of him was planning to go on vacation to the South to breathe some fresh air.
Although he didn't have the money, he could go back to his rented little house early, brew himself a cup of cheap tea, and enjoy a rare moment of leisure.
Old Kohler took a light blue mask from his pocket and put it on. Seeing that his benefactor, Detective Moriarty, was still dressed as usual in his top silk hat and black cane, he was not stingy and took out a clean, unused mask from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Mr. Moriarty, this is something I received at the shelter. It's brand new and I've never used it before."
Old Kohler sounded a little nervous, worried that the man in front of him might find it unappealing. But in reality, the mask was indeed brand new. Although there were many masks in the pack, for Old Kohler, it was always the first mask he was using, and he couldn't bear to replace or throw it away.
"Thank you for your kindness."
Klein had no intention of refusing. Even if he didn't use it, he couldn't embarrass the old Kohler in front of him. Besides, this blue mask looked like it was made in China.
Could this be the same pattern that Lao Huang designed back then?
"Did you get this for free at the shelter?"
Klein looked at the 'blue sheet' in his hand and the more he looked at it, the more it seemed to be a mass-produced item from his hometown.
"Yes, the relief station set up by the Church of the Night is distributing these masks for free. Those who arrive early can usually get a pack, which contains about 10 masks. With the pollution in Backlund getting worse, these free masks are a relief."
"I heard there's an even higher-end mask, something like 95. It's more expensive, about 2-3 yuan a box."
But it's said to be even more effective and has received endorsement from the Steam Church, so many middle-class families have purchased this new type of mask.
Seeing that the detective was interested, Old Kohler quickly told Klein what he had heard.
95?
N95?
Klein suppressed the urge to twitch his lips and said, "Why do the things my neighbors have been wearing lately look so familiar?"
Although he didn't experience the worst three years, he still had some understanding of the basic types of masks, just not that sensitive to them.
This practice of not even changing the name, and yet it still received the endorsement of the Steam Church, could it be that the person is an internal member of the Steam Church?
Was it "invented" from something left behind by Russell or from a few words?
The simple craftsmanship required to manufacture high-end masks should not be too difficult for the steam church, which is full of artisans.
Are there many newly built mask factories recently?
Klein looked at the blue shard in his hand and asked casually.
Since they can distribute them for free to build their reputation, the output should be quite high.
"Yes, some new factories have been built in the East District and the South District of the Bridge. These factories have hired a lot of new female workers and are offering pretty good benefits. It is said that the working environment is also much better than other steel mills or chemical plants."
Old Kohler spoke with some regret, lamenting that these factories preferred to hire skillful female workers. Fortunately, he was now able to find some work through Backlund Integrated Services, and his life was more hopeful than before.