Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 257 Farewell

"There is no danger in dreams."

Above the gray fog, Klein successfully obtained the divination answer and murmured softly.

This result was somewhat expected.

However, there is still a small problem: although dreams themselves are not dangerous and even have many benefits, the act of entering a dream contains great risks!

For extraordinary individuals, even a sleeping spirit can provide a degree of warning. However, once the mind enters a dream state, the body becomes completely defenseless. And if someone takes advantage of this opportunity to attack, even an ordinary person can easily kill them.

Therefore, it is essential to ensure that someone is protecting you when you enter the dream state.

Duke Olmer of the vampire clan likely had the same reason for allowing other vampires to enter his dreams. The same applies to Miss Justice; with an angel protecting them, they naturally had nothing to worry about.

But for Klein, who was "drifting" alone at sea, there was no one he could trust, let alone an angel to protect him.

As for the other members of the Tarot Club, their situation was actually much better than his.

For example, the "Hanged Man" and the "Hermit" are both "pirates" and each has their own pirate ship.

The former was a member of the Church of Storms, and the crew on the ship would presumably be no exception. Given that they were all "devout" believers in the Church of Storms, the crew would certainly not harm their captain.

After all, if something happens to the captain, the Church of Storms will definitely hold him accountable.

As one of the pirate generals, the latter would naturally have absolute control over his pirate ship. With a whole crew protecting him, he wouldn't need to worry about security.

The Magician and the Judge clearly know each other in reality, and they can absolutely protect each other.

As for "Sun", it shares the same safety concerns as itself.

But he is in the land abandoned by the gods, isolated from the outside world, and it is uncertain whether he can even connect to the 'dream world'.

of course.

This isn't entirely without a solution.

Because Klein also has his own messenger, and the messenger is extremely powerful, at least at the demigod level—

This was something that Klein had already determined when he first met the messenger in the spirit world, seeing her enormous real body and gothic-style castle.

Furthermore, since there is already a contract between the messenger and the contractor, which stipulates that the messenger cannot endanger the life of the contractor, the relationship between the two parties is one of mutual benefit and coexistence.

Therefore, if they could get the messenger's help, their safety would definitely be guaranteed. But the problem is that the messenger might not agree, since their contract is for the messenger to deliver messages, not to act as a bodyguard.

The contract only stipulates that the life of the contracting party cannot be endangered; it does not mandate that the messenger must protect him in times of crisis.

With this in mind, Klein enveloped himself in spirituality, simulating the feeling of rapid descent, and returned to the real world.

Inside the hotel.

Klein gazed at the quietly burning candlelight, then took a step back and said:

"I!

"I summon in my own name:"

"A spirit wandering in illusion, a benevolent creature at your disposal, a messenger belonging solely to Gehrman Sparrow."

call!

Inside the spiritual wall, the wind suddenly intensified, and Klein's half-high silk hat nearly flew into the air.

The candlelight flickered, swelling to the size of a human head, so pale it seemed to have lost its warmth.

A translucent head slowly emerged as if breaking through a thin membrane. The hair was light gold and smooth, the eyes were blood-red, and the appearance was bright and dignified. She looked like a very outstanding beauty.

However, after the head fully emerged, what followed was not a neck, but an illusory hand pinching the end of her hair.

Behind the hands were intricately patterned but dark-colored cuffs...

Renette Tinicol emerged slowly, still wearing that gloomy and elaborate black dress, carrying four identical beautiful heads.

Renette Tinicol glanced at Klein, and the four blond, red-eyed heads each turned in a circle, saying:

"No..." "Letter..."

"I have something to discuss with you this time."

Klein forced a smile and handed over a gold coin. "This is the summoning fee."

Renette Tinicol, holding a head, bit down on a gold coin, and the two who hadn't spoken before finally asked:

"What...?" "The matter..."

"I might be in some danger recently, and I'd like to ask for your help, is that alright?"

Klein tried to make his gaze appear sincere.

Renette Tinicol's eight eyes on her four heads rolled simultaneously as she spoke:

"Okay..." "Payment..." "Gold coins..." "Ten thousand..."

...Ten thousand coins, equivalent to ten thousand pounds! Klein's lips twitched slightly, and he forced a smile, saying awkwardly:

"I don't have that much money..."

Rene Tinicol's four heads spoke in turn:

"You..." "Okay..." "Installment payment..." "Payment..."

"installment……"

Klein was having a headache; installment payments weren't an option either.

He entered the dream world not just once or twice, but every night.

Ten thousand gold coins at a time, who can afford that?

Renette Tinicol seemed to sense his predicament, and the four heads spoke again:

"You..." "Okay..." "Speak first..." "What..." "Busy."

Klein hesitated for two seconds before speaking:

"I need to pray to an angel to enter the dreams she creates each night. And during this time in the dreams, my body needs someone to protect it..."

Renette Tinicol's four heads rolled their eyes and she spoke:

"Each time..." "Ten..." "Gold coins..." "Occurs..." "Battle..." "Otherwise..."

"Can."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

Ten gold coins at a time, equivalent to ten pounds, would only amount to three hundred pounds a month.

If no fighting occurs, the extra three hundred pounds is entirely within Klein's acceptable range.

At worst, he can just hunt down a pirate with a bounty of over 300 pounds every month.

While a battle would incur additional costs, it also meant his life was threatened, making the expense worthwhile!

"call!"

Klein took a breath and, without any pretense, began to pray in front of the messenger:

"The Dark Child of the Abyss,"

The Forbidden Witch of Envy

The chronicler of lost history.

I pray that you will grant me a beautiful dream.

Renette Tinicol didn't speak, but the four blond, red-eyed heads all looked at Klein at the same time, which made Klein feel a little uneasy. What was going on?

Why does it seem like the messenger lady is reacting to this honorific name? Do they know each other before?

Renette Tinicol's four heads slowly opened:

"From...?" "Where...?" "You obtained...?" "This...?" "Your name..."

"From a friend." Klein tried his best to control his expression.

The messenger's reaction completely proves that she and Carla know each other, and their relationship should not be bad, otherwise the messenger would not have reacted this way.

This isn't surprising, considering the 'Primordial World' arrived at the end of the Second Era, several thousand years ago. In other words, 'Kalura' has lived in this world for at least several thousand years. With such a long lifespan, it's normal for her to have made one or two friends. Perhaps the messenger girl was even Karula's messenger before…'

As Klein's thoughts wandered, Renette Tinicol remained silent for a few seconds, then her four heads spoke in turn:

"Tell me..." "I..." "The dream..." "The..." "The matter..."

"Protect..." "Free of charge..."

Klein remained expressionless, seemingly hesitating for a few seconds, but reluctantly agreed:

"Can."

Good thing!

You can get protection from someone at least a demigod without paying a cent, and the only price is telling her what happened in the dream?! Is there really such a good thing?!

Putting everything else aside, he was extremely familiar with this "dream." Even without entering the dream, he could vividly recount the events of his dream to the messenger with his eyes closed!

Landenheim.

The magnificent castle rooftop, now restored, and the towering domed hall.

The blonde girl sat atop a massive, blood-red throne that seemed utterly disproportionate to her petite frame. Her expression was utterly indifferent as she gazed down at the kneeling youth below, his clothes disheveled and tattered, his hair singed. She spoke coldly:

"So, not only did you fail to kill the lizard, you also lost hundreds of your people?"

The young man, sweating profusely, looked up in fear and said:

"My ancestor, I deserve to die, but..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the young man was suddenly sent flying over a hundred meters away, crashing heavily into the wall at the far end of the hall.

"They're all dead, what are you doing back here?"

Lilith withdrew her hand and said calmly.

The young man got up from the ground in fear, not even daring to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground in panic.

Lilith turned her gaze to another young man on the right side of the hall and said lazily:

"Olmer, this task is entrusted to you. Don't let me down."

"We will certainly live up to the trust placed in us by our ancestors."

Olmer bowed deeply and said respectfully.

Since Lilith took over Langenheim, the city's upper echelons have been completely disrupted.

The original twelve clan leaders were all captured and killed, none of them escaped. In their place were twelve newly promoted vampire demigods.

As the first to extend goodwill to Lilith, and even to some extent act as a guide, Olmer unsurprisingly gained a demigod-like extraordinary trait. Although it couldn't compare to the meteoric rise of Olnia and Elisa, who directly ascended to the status of gods, Olmer was still one of the most valued and trusted by Lilith among the demigods.

"As for you,"

Lilith glanced at the kneeling youth and said calmly:

"You go with Olmer. If you fail again this time, you know what the consequences will be."

"Understood."

The young man nodded hastily, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although he is also a demigod, this does not mean that his position is secure.

Because Lilith had no trust in these demigods, she simply randomly selected eleven people to replace the original twelve clan leaders, and implemented a competitive selection process.

All demigods must make sufficient contributions to the vampire race, otherwise their positions will be replaced by others.

However, the former patriarchs of the twelve families were so prolific that a large number of their direct descendants aspired to become demigods.

In this highly competitive environment, far too many people are eyeing the positions of these demigods. If they make a mistake in their positions and fail to fulfill their responsibilities, they are always in danger of being replaced by others.

Apart from the two Servants and Olmer, everyone else worries about being replaced tomorrow. However, the status of the two Servants is actually considered somewhat absurd by a considerable number of vampires.

Princess Olnia is Lady Lilith's younger sister, so she is naturally qualified to become a god.

But the ascension of another, Olmer's sister Alyssa, to godhood only seemed absurd to them—

The reason the other party was able to become a god was simply because when that person asked them what name they would choose if they became gods, only Elisa seriously chose the name of the goddess of life.

This is undoubtedly unique among vampires who go to great lengths to avoid any connection with the former god of life, Lyzius.

But it was precisely because of this divine name that she obtained the divine position that others could only dream of...

"Step down."

Lilith said calmly.

Olmer bowed respectfully and stepped back out of the hall, followed by the young man.

Once everyone had left, Lilith's figure vanished silently into the moonlight.

They reappeared in a lavishly decorated room in the castle.

"Ugh, I'm so tired!"

Lily threw herself onto the bed without any regard for her image, burying her head deep into the soft pillow, a stark contrast to her previous cold demeanor when she publicly reprimanded a demigod in front of the other vampires.

Ember glanced at the girl sprawled on the bed and said:

"Mind your image; you are now the progenitor of the vampires."

"So what?"

Lilith lifted her head from the pillow and muttered softly:

"It's not like I wanted to be in this position..."

Ember said calmly:

"If you really don't want to be it, I can let Olnia be it."

"No!"

Lilith, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, jumped out of bed in a huff, bristling with anger:

"Absolutely not!"

Yu Jin chuckled silently, saying nothing, but simply took out a ring and handed it to Lilith.

"What is this?"

Lilith stared at the emerald set in the ring, which was covered in scratches, and asked in confusion.

"The Sacrifice Ring"

Ember offered a brief explanation: "It can take the place of the wearer in the face of death."

As he spoke, Yu Jin slowly stretched out his hand, and flames rose from his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a small ring condensed from the flames.

The ring is translucent, as if made of pale red amber, with a blood-red gemstone, about half the size of a fingernail, set at its top, emitting a faint glow.

Ember presented the ring to Lilith and whispered:

"This is for you. It contains a portion of the power of the Primordial Flame, enough to sustain you until you become a true god."

(End of this chapter)