Lord of Mysteries: The Color of the Stars

Is Chapter 74 another instance of 0-08 causing trouble?

"Perhaps."

Julian nodded: "For example, you can improve the accuracy of divination through certain simplified spells. If these spells are designed properly, they can have the potential to break through some anti-divination methods."

"That sounds interesting, I'd like to try it."

Klein pondered for a moment before pressing for an answer: "So, what does compression magic mean?"

"It's very simple. It involves linking together multiple simplified ritual spells and then triggering them using items or even sealing objects that share mystical commonalities with these spells."

"In this way, you can achieve the effects of multiple ritual magics in a very short time."

"Of course, compared to the simplified version of ritual magic with fewer weakening effects, the simplified ritual magic is even weaker—and there is even a risk of blasphemy."

What constitutes the risk of blasphemy?

Klein looked curious.

"Imagine you simultaneously ask your goddess for four things: money, protection, a good night's sleep, and good luck. What would she think?"

Upon hearing Julian's question, Klein's lips twitched.

"Therefore, compressed ritual magic requires a more rigorous design, otherwise it may trigger unpredictable negative effects."

"The multiple simplified ritual spells that are linked together should ideally be directed at non-conflicting targets, or at certain superiors with whom you have a close relationship."

For example, Mr. Fool?

The thought inexplicably popped into Klein's mind.

He then asked Julian some more questions, and once he was sure that he had grasped the knowledge in theory and only needed to put it into practice, Klein said, "Thank you for your guidance, Julian."

"Are you free at noon? I'd like to invite you to lunch."

"I would be delighted."

Julian smiled.

Around 2 p.m., Julian and Klein returned to the "Fortune Telling Club" at the same time.

Just then, a guest specifically asked Klein to take over, so he temporarily left.

Julian sat in the hall, drinking tea and waiting for Alexander Hoy.

However, Alexander Hoy did not appear even after waiting until 2:30, which made Julian feel that something was wrong.

"Alexander Hoy is in danger."

After he finished speaking, he tossed a coin and got the "face" side.

This represents the result of "yes".

"What a coincidence? Could it be that 0-08 is up to something again?"

He got up and walked to the front desk, then asked, "Angelica, do you know where Mr. Alexander Hoy went after he left the fortune-telling club?"

"have no idea."

Angelica shook her head upon hearing this: "What's wrong?"

"Something might have happened to him."

Julian finished speaking and made a "shh" gesture to Angelica, whose face showed surprise, before asking, "Where is the nearest police station?"

"Turn right after you exit the door, walk to Georgia Street, turn right again, and walk 100 meters. That's it."

Upon hearing Angelica's directions, Julian nodded his thanks, immediately went out, hailed a horse-drawn carriage, and rushed off in the direction Angelica had indicated.

"Hello, I want to report a crime."

Julian spoke as soon as he entered the police station.

"What's wrong?"

The officer on duty was a portly man. He looked Julian up and down, and after confirming that the eager young man seemed to come from a good family, his expression softened: "Sir, please speak slowly."

"I suspect that Mr. Alexander Hoy, the heir to the Hoy family, is in danger."

Upon hearing Julian's words, the fat policeman was taken aback: "The Hoy family?"

"How did you know? This is no small matter."

"I have my own way of doing things."

Julian noticed the fat policeman's strange expression and then took out his gun license: "I am an expert consultant from the seventh group of the Ahowa County Police Department. Officer, please cooperate with my work."

The policeman took the gun license with a bewildered look and glanced at it. Then, the way he looked at Julian changed noticeably once again.

Only then did he somewhat doubtfully inform his superiors.

After two hours of anxious waiting, officers from the Ahowa County Police arrived at the police station and located Julian.

"Professor Albrecht, Mr. Hoy has been found."

"How is it?"

Julian asked eagerly.

"You were kidnapped by two thugs. Luckily, you called the police in time, and the two thugs have been shot dead."

"Mr. Hoy suffered only minor injuries and is currently receiving treatment at Tingen Municipal Hospital."

Upon hearing this, Julian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Alexander Hoy was a crucial part of his plan, and if that guy were to die, he really wouldn't know who to complain to.

"Take me to see him."

Twenty minutes later, Julian, riding in a police carriage, finally met Alexander Hoy at the hospital.

"Mr. Albrecht, it's so good to meet you."

Alexander was very excited to see Julian. He grasped Julian's hand tightly and said, "I heard that you called the police for me. If it weren't for you, I might have really been in trouble."

"Don't panic, you are now under police protection."

Julian offered words of comfort.

"That bitch was definitely behind this!"

Alexander muttered angrily, "I was discussing with my cousin earlier about temporarily transferring my uncle's assets to a family trust. I must have offended Sharon, which is why she sent someone to retaliate against me!"

"Calm down first."

Julian patted Alexander on the shoulder: "You've sent out those addresses I asked you to pass on last time, haven't you?"

"Yes."

Alexander nodded slightly.

"That's settled then."

Julian nodded: "There's one thing you need to do now, which is to invite Congressman Maynard and Mrs. Sharon out for dinner by tomorrow at the latest."

"Should I ask her out to dinner?"

Alexander Hoy's eyes widened: "I want to kill her right now!"

Good heavens—an ordinary person trying to kill a Sequence 6 witch?

Julian grumbled inwardly while waving his hand and said, "Let's talk this out, don't rush it."

"You don't trust her, but you don't trust me either?"

Hearing Julian's words, Alexander's emotions calmed down somewhat.

He pursed his lips: "What should I say if I ask them out?"

"There's a lot to say. The core purpose is to clear up misunderstandings and prevent them from escalating into partisan differences. And then, I'll just mention something about Mrs. Sharon."

Julian's eyes flickered: "Of course, you don't need to achieve anything regarding the latter matter, but you should try your best not to fall out at the dinner table."

"Also, you must avoid directly accusing Mrs. Sharon of persecuting you, understand?"

"I'll try my best."

Alexander Hoy clenched his fist.

"That's right."

""

Julian laughed and said, "You just need to enjoy this meal, and I'll arrange everything else according to our agreement!"