Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 401 Duke Olmer of the Full Moon (Thanks to reader Shi Er for the 2020…7964 Qidian coins reward)
"Are you ready?"

Roger looked at Fors Wall, who was dressed in casual clothes with her long, slightly wavy hair hanging down naturally in front of him.

The languid air that usually clung to him had vanished, replaced by a tense expression.

"It should be... alright by now."

Fors said somewhat uncertainly. Although she knew in her heart that with the help of Mr. Wheel of Fortune, there was a high probability that nothing would go wrong with her "Traveler" promotion ceremony, Fors was still a little uneasy when the moment actually arrived.

Roger found Fors's expression somewhat amusing, but he didn't show it outwardly, simply nodding slightly.
"I will send you directly into the spirit world in a moment. After you take the potion, you will start to drift uncontrollably in the spirit world."

"But you don't need to be afraid. You just need to try your best to feel the coordinates that I have buried in the spirit world beforehand, because now that you are connected with my mysticism, you can also feel them through the resonance of the astral bodies."

In order to help Fors complete his advancement, Roger specially set up four coordinates in the spirit world in advance. Of course, he could also use the special spatial coordinates of the "De La Hoya Giant Rat", but after considering various factors, he finally decided that he could not let Fors meet the giant rat rashly.

Because Fors has been given a fate parallel to Roger's own by Roger, and with the effect of "Fate Acceleration", she can easily perceive the coordinates that Roger set in advance.

"Then, I'll go."

Fors spoke, and as she raised the bottle containing the potion, her figure quickly blurred and disappeared in the next second.

"Roger, do you think she'll be alright?"

At that moment, Bandit, who was lying on the table next to him, asked while licking the heart-shaped paw pad on his hand.

"should be no problem."

Roger shrugged:

"However, as you know, with coordinates to guide you, getting out isn't difficult, but where you get out from is another matter."

"Too."

Bandit shuddered. It couldn't help but recall how it had fallen into the Sunia Sea during its promotion and almost caught a cold. It couldn't help but feel sorry for Fors.

The man and the cat idly played a word guessing game while waiting. Roger calculated Fors's fate several times, and the results showed that she had completed the ritual, but encountered some minor troubles.

After a while, her figure was quickly sketched out.

Compared to her composure when she left, Fors's hair now looked like it had been burned, emitting a faint burnt smell, and there were several wounds on her left arm, which looked like they had been cut by some sharp weapon.

"Yo, I'm back."

When Bandit saw Fors return, he wore a gloating expression.

"What happened?"

Upon hearing this, Fors's lips twitched again. She had thought she had gotten used to the fact that Mr. Wheel of Fortune had a talking saint cat, but hearing Bandit speak again now, she still couldn't help but feel a little disconnected.

"I had just come out of the spirit world when I encountered two pirate ships fighting each other. As soon as I landed, I entered the combat zone."

Fors sighed:
"Later I found out that one of the pirate groups came from the White Whale Sea, while the other group was impersonating members of the 'Star Fleet' and wanted to use your name to collect protection money from the first group of pirates."

“I originally thought they were really your people, so I thought I could help if I could. But when I tried to ask them some questions about you, I found that they were talking complete nonsense.”

"So I helped the first group of pirates beat them up, and then I beat them up in return—because I discovered that they seemed to have just robbed a civilian merchant ship."

"Wow, you've got quite a lot of experience."

Roger immediately clicked his tongue in disapproval:

"But I really didn't expect that there would be someone in the Sunia Sea who would dare to use my name to collect protection money from other pirates. They are really bold."

"These are no ordinary pirates; we must strike hard."

"Yes, that's what I think too."

"The Magician" Fors nodded, and then said:

"By the way, Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune,' have you thought about the matter you mentioned earlier that you needed my help with?"

"Think about it."

Roger nodded:

"However, strictly speaking, I have two things I need your help with."

"The first thing is that I may need to go to the Misty Sea in a while, but the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery is going to deliver a large batch of engineering equipment to me. I would like to ask you to check whether their quality meets the standards."

Over the past week, Roger has sent the first batch of geological engineers he trained in New Fog City and Underground Midnight City to Butak to help him find suitable locations for drilling for oil.

Upon landing, the inhabitants of this “forsaken land” were all deeply shocked by the beauty of the planet Butak, and for a moment, the sounds of prayer and praise to the gods resounded.

Because they had this opportunity to go out, they worked extra hard and diligently, and soon these engineers discovered a layer of soil far from the settlement of the "blue-skinned people" that was suspected to contain oil.

The only problem now is that, since this is their first attempt to drill for oil, they don't know exactly how far the oil is from the surface. So they are still waiting for the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery to deliver the drilling and analysis equipment so that they can obtain more accurate and detailed data.

"Huh? But I don't understand mechanical things either."

Fors was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this. As a novelist, she never imagined that she would be assigned to do such a thing one day.

Even though she was once a believer in the "God of Steam and Machinery," her knowledge of mechanics was limited to the level of an amateur who could only help with writing. If she were to actually test for quality issues, it would be impossible for her to do so.

"It's alright, I'll help you record two special abilities that will allow you to easily discover and expose any flaws or hidden dangers in the machinery."

"I will also tell you which hidden dangers are acceptable and which are unacceptable, and then offer the equipment that has been inspected and accepted to me through prayer."

Hearing Roger say that, Fors could only nod:

"And another thing?"

"Another thing is that after you finish this matter, I want you to accompany Cecilia to help me find the survivors of the Abraham family who are still scattered in the Northern Continent."

Since Alliste and Perseus have essentially completed their university entrance exams for gifted children, according to lawyer Jürgen, their admission to university is practically a certainty. This means that Cecilia will have more time once they start living on campus, and Roger's earlier plan to find survivors of the Abraham family can be brought forward.

After Roger finished speaking, he laughed again:

"If you do these two things well, I will take you to a special place as a reward, which will help you digest the 'Traveler' potion."

Because Fors was a close relative of the Abraham family, and on the other hand, she was a follower of "Hellstar," and had always worked diligently for Roger, Roger was not stingy in giving her more opportunities to see the world.

"Where?"

Fors asked curiously.

Roger didn't speak, but simply smiled and pointed to the starry sky.

Fors was taken aback. She instinctively covered her mouth with both hands and looked at Roger with a shocked expression after a moment.

She never expected that the place Roger was talking about was in the starry sky.

Fors already knew that Roger had the ability to travel to the stars, but the latter rarely talked about his experiences in the stars, fearing that his knowledge would corrupt the members of the "Tarot Club".

But in fact, she always longed to see the stars, because it could greatly enrich her writing material, especially providing a blueprint for describing different civilizations and natural environments in her fictional novels.

After all, the experiences and observations of the starry sky are not something that just any novelist can accumulate.

“No problem, I will do my best, Mr. Wheel of Fortune.”

Fors nodded excitedly, and then, with Roger's help, she successfully recorded the two demigod-level abilities, "Secret Insight" and "Leakage".

"Alright, get back to work."

Roger smiled and waved his hand:

"Try to pay attention to the affairs of the 'Hercules School' when you have time, especially the Speaker Yale Nicholson. In any case, his current Sequence 7 strength is simply not enough."

"I understand, don't worry."

Now energized by the prospect of a starry journey, Fors is full of enthusiasm and is no longer the lazy person she always was.

Roger didn't know how long her enthusiasm would last, but having it was better than not having it at all.

"Farewell, Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune', Mr. Bendit."

Watching Fors disappear into a ball of blue light and teleport away from the hexagonal building, Bandit jumped down from the table next to him and stretched.

"Shouldn't you be leaving? It's almost eight o'clock."

Bandit glanced at the clock above and spoke.

"Ah."

Roger nodded slightly. Today was the day he had arranged with Emlyn to meet with the vampire elites.

Just as he had predicted, when Emlyn threw out the hooks of "West Continent" and "Mother Nest," the vampire high command indeed showed great interest.

Soon, with the help of a vampire count and a marquis, "Duke of the Full Moon" Olmer agreed to meet Roger, and the meeting was scheduled for 8 p.m. tonight.

"Well then, I'll go first."

After Roger finished speaking, his figure was once again engulfed by a blue light and disappeared a moment later.

Roger's figure quickly emerged in front of a secluded, old mansion in Backlund, Hillston.

The buildings before him exhibited characteristics of the late Quaternary to early Fifth Age. Roger deduced that these buildings might be listed as historical sites, which likely explained why vampires preferred to live here—normally, no one dared to disturb them. Compared to Viscount Bohr's mansion, which Roger had visited before, this mansion appeared larger. However, the dense ivy covering the exterior obscured the somewhat blackened old house, making it appear rather unassuming and even unremarkable.

However, Roger was not fooled by its appearance at all. In Queens and Hillston, there was a saying that "the thicker the vines, the more expensive the house," because most of the people who could afford such houses in these two districts were true hereditary nobles.

Roger stepped forward, gently knocked on the door, and said:
"Roger Abraham has come to pay his respects."

A moment later, the latch behind the door clicked open, and then the door opened naturally, revealing a bright corridor behind it.

Roger gave a slight bow, then slowly entered. The door closed gently behind him, the latch clicking open once more.

Immediately afterwards, two middle-aged men dressed in sharp tailcoats, with their hair neatly combed and their shoes gleaming like noblemen, walked toward Roger from around the corner.

They looked very alike, and at that moment they all squinted their red eyes and smiled at Roger. Through the edges of their lips, Roger could clearly see their canine teeth, which were slightly longer than normal.

"good evening."

"It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Abraham."

The two spoke one after the other, and then the older-looking vampire began to introduce himself:
“My name is Quintas Audra, and this is my brother Diskul Audra.”

"Through the connections of our father, Marquis Audra, we two will be here today to introduce you to Duke 'Full Moon'."

"But please forgive Marquis Audra for being unable to attend in person due to his health condition."

Roger immediately understood upon hearing this. The so-called Marquis Audra must be Nibais Audra, a powerful vampire active in the Fourth Epoch, but the long years had decayed his life, forcing him to lie in a cold coffin and sleep for a long time.

It was likely that he had previously conveyed the oracle of Lilith, the progenitor of the vampires, to Emlyn the Moon, attempting to establish contact with Mr. Fool through him.

"It is an honor to meet you two counts, and please convey my respects to His Excellency Marquis Audra."

Seeing that the two men in front of him were very polite, Roger also took off his top hat and then shook hands with them politely.

Roger, led by the two men, then ventured deeper into the mansion. Because the interior of the house was so incredibly large, it took them nearly 10 minutes to reach the entrance of a lavishly decorated reception room.

Soon, Roger met a handsome man who was about 1.9 meters tall and looked to be in his 60s, wearing an elegant velvet tuxedo.

He had long, silver-white hair that reached his waist, the strands of which flowed like moonlight and shone with a cold, faint light in the dark. It was loosely tied behind his neck with a rose ornament inlaid with amethyst.

As for its eyes, they were a deep red like blood gemstones, with a ring of silver light like shattered ice around the edges of the pupils. When you gaze into them, it seems to penetrate your soul, revealing both the wisdom accumulated over thousands of years and the sharp edge of a hunter.

This was none other than Duke Olmer, the "Full Moon," a powerful angel who ruled over the vampires, standing not far from Roger at this very moment.

Upon seeing the other party, Roger immediately strode forward and then politely bowed to Olmer.

"Roger Abraham greets His Excellency the Duke of the Full Moon."

"He is indeed a handsome and polite young man."

Olmer seemed very satisfied with Roger's reaction. He didn't put on airs and even offered a word of praise.

Then, after quickly examining Roger, He spoke again:
“You are the most like a young Bethel Abraham’s son I have ever met in terms of temperament.”

Upon hearing this, Roger's heart skipped a beat, because he realized that Olmer clearly knew Mr. "The Door" Bethel Abraham.

For the descendants of the Abraham family, it was an honor to be praised by an elder for resembling their ancestor. Regardless of whether they actually resembled Bethel in appearance, Olmer showed sufficient respect and courtesy.

This was partly because He knew Roger's strength and background, and that the latter was a saint with a very good chance of being promoted to angel. It was also because He had received some direct instructions from Lilith, the progenitor of the vampires, who asked Him to take today's conversation with Roger seriously.

After realizing the other party's kindness, Roger showed his gratitude and said:

"Thank you for your praise, it is a great honor for me."

The two then took their seats, while two vampire counts who were responsible for leading the way waited outside the door. They closed the door to prevent Roger and Olmer's conversation from being disturbed by the outside world.

"Time flies. The last time I saw a saint from the Abraham family was 1200 years ago."

Duke Olmer, the "Full Moon," shook his head wryly.
"I remember that person's name very clearly, Raziel Abraham, a powerful 'Wanderer'."

“And I can sense that you have his belongings on you.”

"You have a keen eye, that's absolutely right."

Roger nodded slightly, then asked:
"From what you just said, it seems you know your ancestors?"

"We not only know each other, but we also have a good relationship."

Olmer smiled and, as he spoke, picked up a bottle of what looked like a very expensive red wine from the table next to him. Roger immediately and very considerately took the wine, uncorked it, and then poured Olmer and himself half a wine glass.

"In fact, if those two gods hadn't banished Bethel, I think He would have had a very good chance of becoming a true god... but unfortunately, it seems that the chances are slim now."

"As far as I know, Bethel was corrupted by the 'Primordial Moon'... Few people know this, but judging from your expression, you seem to know the inside story."

Olmer shook his head, seemingly saddened by the loss of his old friend.

In fact, Roger could understand His feelings very well. After all, Bethel Abraham was corrupted by Lilith's nemesis, the "Primal Moon." From this perspective, the Abraham family and the vampires did indeed have a basis for cooperation.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Roger readily nodded in agreement:
"So in a sense, the 'primordial moon' is our common enemy, and I have come to see you today to discuss this matter with you."

"I'm all ears."

"Full Moon," Olmer said with a smile, then gently clinked glasses with Roger.

After taking a sip of wine, Roger continued:
“I don’t know if you are aware, but a copy of the extraordinary properties of the ‘Moon’ pathway sequence 1 has ended up in the Western Continent.”

"..."

Upon hearing this, Olmer paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“I’ve heard about this.”

"Then you should also know that part of the 'Nest' is also on the Western Continent."

Roger took another sip of his drink and began to speak.

"To be honest, I was very surprised."

"Duke of the Full Moon" Olmer shook his head:

"As one of the earliest vampires to follow the progenitor, I only learned of the existence of that thing at the end of the Fourth Era."

"Even among the higher-ups of the vampire clan, very few people know about this, but as a new generation demigod who is not even 30 years old, I am really curious how you know about it."

"this."

Roger smiled:
"In a sense, I share some commonalities with the progenitor of the vampire clan."

Upon hearing this, the "Duke of the Full Moon" was momentarily confused about what Roger meant.

"You should be able to vaguely sense that the progenitor of the vampires was clearly different from the ancient gods when he first appeared."

Olmer was taken aback when he heard Roger's words:

"It seems that's indeed the case."

“In that era of divine madness, the progenitor was relatively more restrained and rational, and in my opinion, this is one of the important reasons why He has been able to exist to this day.”

"Let me tell you, what you see is only the surface."

Roger smiled:
"In a sense, we can be considered 'fellow townsmen,' but if I just say that, you probably won't understand what it means."

"I cannot elaborate on this topic further, otherwise it would be blasphemy."

"If you are interested, you can ask the progenitor of the vampires, but I don't think He will elaborate on this issue."

Upon hearing Roger's words, Olmer fell silent once again.

After a long while, He finally let out a long breath:

"Tell me your plan."

Roger nodded slightly:

"The 'Original Moon' has always wanted to reclaim the 'Nest,' as well as the Sequence 1 extraordinary properties and uniqueness of the 'Moon' and 'Mother' pathways, in order to restore the corresponding positions."

"But in this way, the progenitor of the vampires is destined to perish, and even if He has a backup plan to resurrect Him, He cannot guarantee the outcome."

"From this perspective, vampires and the 'Primordial Moon' are true mortal enemies, and because my stance aligns with that of your progenitor, I am willing to offer some assistance in this matter."

"How to help?"

Olmer pressed on.

“I can make a promise.”

Roger put down his glass and crossed his arms:
"Since you are a vampire duke who has existed for thousands of years and knows many secrets, you should know one thing."

"That is, the end times are coming. None of us, including all the gods, will be able to escape unscathed."

(End of this chapter)