Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 271 Ancestral Favor (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Emlyn White recently acquired a rare, special doll.

The doll was too perfect in the eyes of Emlyn White, this amateur master. It was a girl slightly shorter than him, wearing a gorgeous long dress with lace and ribbon decorations on the cuffs and collar.

The girl had the same black hair and red eyes as him; she was beautiful and lifelike.

"Like a real and noble vampire..." Emlyn always had this feeling when he looked at the doll, and he wouldn't be surprised even if the doll started walking the next moment.

"How could such a perfect doll be abandoned in the Harvest Church? Could it be that the barbarian in the Harvest Church has the same noble taste as me?"

"Perhaps I should visit the Harvest Church more often..."

Emlyn, who had overdrawn his savings by buying many dolls, could not afford such a perfect doll; he found it outside the Harvest Church.

"I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I just wanted to give her a home," Emlyn White muttered to himself, trying to dispel the little guilt he already felt.

"Her appearance is perfect, completely matching the characteristics of a noble vampire..."

Emlyn couldn't bear to look away from the doll until his spirit drowsiness finally subsided, and he washed up and went to sleep.

"Hmm..." Emlyn suddenly woke up from his dream. He looked around blankly, not yet realizing what state he was in.

This land is full of life, planted with all kinds of wheat seedlings, flowers, vines and trees. In the darkness of night, these plants emit specks of green light, which is the color of life.

He looked up at the sky, where a crimson moon hung, casting streaks of crimson moonlight.

"The progenitor?!" Emlyn jolted awake, his eyes widening as he snapped back to reality.

In the tradition of the vampires, the Crimson Moon has always been a symbol of their progenitor, Lilith. However, in the distant past, a true god or an evil god usurped the moon's authority.

Strands of crimson moonlight gathered, and in Emlyn's incredulous eyes, the moonlight condensed into a symbol with a red moon as its base, gradually settling onto the back of Emlyn's hand.

"I've received the favor of the progenitor?" Emlyn was overwhelmed with joy, but the next moment, a message flooded into his mind, knocking him unconscious.

When he woke up, it was already midnight of the next day. He opened his bloodshot eyes, his mind in complete chaos, and it took him several minutes to recall the dream.

He suddenly raised his hand, hitting his own chin with too much force, but he still saw the fleeting moon mark.

"It's true..."

Emlyn excitedly hugged the nearest doll, then realized what was happening and carefully placed it on the ground.

He looked at the most perfect doll, his gaze unconsciously falling on the doll's hand, where a ring had been added.

"You are the perfect creation bestowed upon me by the progenitor?!" Emlyn almost prostrated himself before the doll.

After the initial shock, he took the ring off the doll's hand and put it on his own, then racked his brains to recall the information about the ring.

"Lilith's Ring..."

Emlyn blinked, then remembered that he had also received gifts and revelations from the progenitor in his dream, and he recalled and interpreted them one by one.

"The end of the world is coming, and I will be the savior of the vampires?!"

"The key to 'the apocalypse' is 'the Fool' and 'the Dream'!"

"The progenitor's instruction was for me to investigate the 'Fool'?"

Emlyn gradually learns everything.

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Klein returned to his real life as a detective, but his detective agency's business dwindled because he no longer took on cases involving marital disputes.

"Da da!"

"Please come in!" Klein, who was half asleep, suddenly stood up and put on a business-like smile.

"Hello, Detective." A man in a suit and wearing a silk top hat opened the door of the detective agency and nodded slightly to Klein.

"Hello, sir, is there some problem you can't solve?" Klein poured a cup of black tea for the client. At the same time, Klein activated his spiritual vision and looked at the man.

There's nothing wrong with it; it doesn't seem to be a case involving an extraordinary individual... Klein concluded.

"My name is Allen Chris, and I am a doctor." Allen Chris didn't look well, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"I've been having a recurring nightmare lately, and I'm thinking of finding a 'professional' to take a look at it. I've heard that many detectives are in contact with people like that."

"Professionals" are naturally extraordinary individuals.

However, Leonard and I are both very good at interpreting dreams... Klein leaned forward, clasped his hands, and his entire demeanor changed.

As a former Night Watcher and now a Dream Cultist, Klein has no need to hide his identity as an Extraordinary from the Church.

"You?!" Dr. Allen's eyes lit up, showing even more trust. "I dreamt of a snake, a snake coiled atop a towering, dark spire, staring at me!"

"Snake..." Klein mused. In the occult, snakes represent many things, such as desire, depravity, and evil.

"Can you remember exactly what that snake looked like?"

"Red eyes, a slender, silvery-white body, and what appears to be circles on its skin!"

Klein suddenly pulled a tarot deck from his pocket, deftly flicked one card, and let it land on the table.

"The Wheel of Fortune"!

The "Wheel of Fortune" tarot card passed down from Roselle is formed by a coiled snake, and according to Klein's current knowledge of occultism, the first sequence of the "Monster" pathway is the "Mercury Serpent".

This is exactly as Dr. Allen described!

Could it be Sequence One? It's more likely an Extraordinary being from the "Monster" pathway... Klein had considered the possibility of Sequence One, but the thought simply vanished in an instant.

"It might require a purification process."

"Are you a professional?" Mr. Allen couldn't help but ask, as it concerned his safety.

"Yes, you can also ask your church for help; they can do it too, but our service is faster."

Klein admitted frankly.

The church needs to cater to all believers, and the number of night watchmen is limited.

"...Okay!" Clearly, the doctor was already tormented by nightmares and didn't want to wait any longer.

"Alright, I'll perform the purification for you now." Klein took out a gold coin from his pocket and took out candles and other items from the cabinet.

These are all used for performing magical rituals.

The object of his ritual was not the "Goddess of Night," but the "Supreme Dream."

With the rank of "Supreme Dream," the effects of various ritual magics will only be stronger.

(End of this chapter)