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The negative effect of Sealed Artifact 0-08, the Quill of Alzuhod, is that every one of its previous owners and researchers died of strange causes.
No evidence has yet been found that it directly causes harm to those who touch it.
It will suddenly begin writing on its own, even when it has an owner.
An owner might wake up from sleep only to discover, with horror, that they have become the protagonist of a strange story—and this cannot be changed by erasing the ink or tearing the paper.
According to statistics, there is a seven percent chance of such stories being absurdly comedic, a twelve percent chance of them being horrific, and a ten percent chance of them being both.
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In the afternoon, Chris took George away from her sister's house and returned home.
In the evening, after Jack finished work, Chris told him about winning the one hundred and fifty pounds in the lucky draw, and Jack informed her that he was about to be promoted and transferred to Backlund.
After celebrating, the two decided to sell both their original house and the new house within a week, taking all their money to start a new life in Backlund.
Regarding this, George, lying in his crib, felt no annoyance.
He had planned to go to Backlund anyway; Tingen was too small, lacking the resources and intelligence he desired. Even if this hadn't happened, he had intended to find an opportunity later to have the two Churches help transfer Jack to Backlund.
Late at night, George did not go out wandering. Like during the day, he settled his mind to continue studying the transformation of his strength.
Specifically, he focused on how to use this world's spirituality energy and rituals to perform his modified sealing spells.
However, just because he didn't want to go out didn't mean no one was looking for him.
The familiar power of the gray mist swept in; it was Klein pulling him into the space above the gray mist.
"What's happened?"
As soon as George's soul entered the gray mist space, he noticed Klein's expression looked a bit off.
Klein spoke rapidly:
"A High Councillor named Crestet Cesiem has arrived from the Holy Cathedral. He's said to be one of the nine High Councillors."
It turned out that as soon as Dunn returned yesterday, he had telegraphed the situation to headquarters, and the response from headquarters was very swift.
Early this morning, they dispatched a High Councillor by train to Tingen, and he arrived at the Nighthawk base by evening. Similarly, the Church of the Lord of Storms had also sent a High Councillor to Tingen.
After consulting with each other, the two sides decided to meet George at the pier.
Their primary objective was to check if George was possessed by an Evil God and if he harbored any unspeakable secrets. If he were possessed, they would strike together at the sparsely populated pier to eliminate him. If not, they would see if he could be recruited into the Church.
Currently, Nighthawk Captain Dunn Smith and Mandated Punisher Captain Jayne were already in a carriage on their way to George's house.
Klein had entered the gray mist space at the pier under the pretext of using the bathroom to inform George of the situation in advance so he could be prepared.
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."
George wasn't surprised by the news. After comforting Klein, he left the gray mist space.
Forget High Councillors—even if several Orthodox Gods came in person, as long as he didn't actively reveal his power, they would only see him as a Sequence 7 Magician. Therefore, he did not fear the inspection of the two High Councillors.
Furthermore, he truly had nothing to do with any Evil Gods.
About half an hour after leaving the gray mist space, a strange energy suddenly appeared and intruded into his body.
Since there was no malice, George did not block it. Under the influence of this power, he quickly entered a dream.
"Is this the ability of a Sequence 7 Nightmare?"
Seeing Nighthawk Captain Dunn Smith appear before him, George wore an "as expected" expression.
During his exchange with Klein yesterday, he had heard about Dunn's abilities. A Sequence 7 Nightmare of the Darkness pathway could forcibly pull enemies into a dream within a hundred meters, creating a sure-kill opportunity for teammates.
However, Dunn pulling him into the dream now was clearly not for an attack.
"Good evening, Captain Dunn!"
"Good evening, Mr. George. The High Councillors from our Church and the Church of the Lord of Storms wish to meet you."
Seeing that George was not influenced by the dream-state at all, a flash of surprise crossed Dunn's face, but he reacted quickly and stated his purpose.
If George were truly just a Sequence 7, being pulled into a dream would never allow him to remain as conscious as he was now. Their judgment was correct; George was definitely more than just a Sequence 7.
"No problem."
George, already aware of the situation, nodded.
With a vibration of his soul, he broke out of the dream. George rose and leaped from the window, landing on the street outside.
Two men were standing on the street: one was Nighthawk Captain Dunn, and the other was Mandated Punisher Captain Jayne. Behind them stood a carriage that had been prepared in advance.
Taking the carriage to a secluded riverside at the pier, a group of people was already waiting for him.
The crowd was divided into two camps, left and right. None of them were ordinary people; they were all Beyonders. Klein was among the camp on the left.
"This feels like a 'Hongmen Banquet.'"
After stepping off the carriage, George wasn't intimidated by the scene. Instead, he shook his head with a smile.
He knew this was a deliberate move by the two Councillors. The purpose was simple: to provide enough deterrence to this "wild" Beyonder and make him understand the power of the Churches.
But this was clearly useless against him.
He walked forward with a light gait, waving cheerfully to the two people standing in the center:
"Good evening, my Lords Councillors!"
The two High Councillors, along with the Nighthawk and Mandated Punisher members, watched as the tiny George walked over. Weird expressions involuntarily appeared on their faces.
To be honest, it was the first time any of them had seen such a strange sight.
They had seen plenty of cases where infants transformed into monsters under the influence of Beyonder powers. But they had never encountered a baby walking toward them like a little adult, waving and greeting them warmly.
Crucially, the baby was wearing split-seat pants—though they were partially covered by a cloak. The art style of the situation suddenly felt very bizarre.
"Good evening!"
The two High Councillors glanced at each other and responded.
However, their attitudes were markedly different.
The High Councillor from the Church of the Evernight Goddess had a softer attitude and appeared very calm. If he weren't standing in such a prominent position, it would be easy to overlook his presence.
In contrast, the High Councillor from the Church of the Lord of Storms had a very aggressive attitude, his tone naturally carrying a hint of superiority and scrutiny.
Actually, this wasn't just due to their differing personalities; it was also influenced by the respective Sequence pathways they belonged to.
The Darkness pathway focuses on "secrecy," so most practitioners are relatively composed. The Tyrant pathway, corresponding to the authority of storms, results in mostly violent temperaments and extreme methods.
(End of Chapter)