umm

As soon as the voice fell, a crack appeared in the air, and Phoenix flew out. It dropped a letter and was about to return to the spirit world, but suddenly stopped and looked at the book in the hands of the indescribable thing.

"I... seem to have found that person."

Edward's heart moved, and he asked hurriedly, "Is it Klein Moretti?"

"That's right."

"Then can you find him now and bring him out?"

It thought for a moment and shook its head: "That place is too special. I may not be able to enter by myself, let alone bring others."

"Then try to find Klein first. If you succeed..."

Edward pulled out his notebook and quickly wrote a few words, then tore it off, folded it, and handed it over, "Give him this letter, and stay there to watch and help."

"OK."

It grabbed the letter, turned into a shadow and drilled into the crack.

Edward then opened the letter it had just sent him - it was from Captain Dunn: "MI9 is ​​on their way to the outskirts of Backlund, and it seems they have made a major discovery! The leader is a powerful High-Sequence Warrior, and I can't follow them any further."

"The people from MI9 are here!"

He raised his head and looked at Anthony. "You said that you don't want the people in the book to come out alive. Are you referring to them?"

"…"

Anthony was silent for a few seconds and did not answer.

But this is already an answer.

"Do we still have a chance to save the people in the book?"

"Yes, but whether they can get out is not something we can decide from the outside. The key is whether the people inside can find a way out."

"Is there nothing we can do?"

Anthony shook his head. "What you can do is to ensure that the book is not destroyed before they come out."

He said "you guys", which means he won't help?

Why?

After a brief moment of confusion, Edward vaguely understood something:

The one who wanted to destroy the book and prevent certain people from coming out alive was MI9, and MI9 was the official bloodhound loyal to George III, and they were responsible for most of the dirty work such as human trafficking and excavation of relics.

Edward had reason to suspect that the fact that MI9 had mobilized a large force and sent out high-sequence warriors was related to George III's plan to become a god.

And George III's deification was tacitly approved by the Seven Gods!

Even the "boss" at the top, the Goddess of Night, acquiesced. What could Anthony, a demigod archbishop, do?

What a fuck!

I've only just reached Sequence 5, and I'm suddenly assigned this kind of high-end game.

"Is there a lavatory near here, Sir Anthony?"

Anthony shook his head. "The bathroom is inside the church."

Akasha said happily: "There is wasteland all around here. You are a man, so you can just find a place to pee."

"…"

Edward silently used the Apparition to come to a deserted place nearby, then prayed to Mr. Fool, reported what he had just written in the letter to Mr. Fool, and asked for a "blessing" by the way.

When he returned to the chapel, a loud rumbling sound came from the sky.

The voice arrives before the person arrives.

There were lightning and storms all the way.

Unexpectedly, the first person to arrive this time was the old pigeon of the Storm Church, the Singer of God Ace Snake.

...

In the snow town.

Jessica, dressed as a priest, looked at Fors and said calmly:

"Stay here, I can guarantee your safety. "

He left these words and lowered his head again.

"Do you know that woman?"

It was the girl who rang the bell who spoke, "Who is she?"

Fors thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I can only say that she and I know each other. She is a novelist."

Klein walked up to her and pulled her aside, asking in a low voice, "Is she also a Beyonder?"

"I don't know either, but based on what I heard about her from the publisher, it's highly unlikely."

"That's strange."

Klein looked at Jessica. "Her behavior is very abnormal. I can sense her confidence when she said that just now. She is sure that it is safe to stay here, and in fact, it is indeed the case."

After a pause, he said seriously: "Have you noticed that after arriving at this church, I no longer feel hungry or thirsty."

"Right!"

Fors touched her stomach belatedly and said, "Even my craving for cigarettes has suddenly disappeared. Hmm, do you want to give it a try?"

"Um!"

The two of them have experienced life and death several times in the past few days, and have developed a tacit understanding. They can roughly know what the other party is planning with just a glance.

Just as Fors was about to take a step forward, Klein pulled him back and said, "Wait, let me do some divination first."

"…"

He just untied the chain and let the topaz fall naturally. The lights around him suddenly dimmed slightly. A cold wind blew from somewhere, making Klein's neck feel cold. He turned his head to look in the direction of the cold wind, tapped his teeth lightly, and opened his spiritual vision:

I saw a small black bird using its wings as arms, trying to force itself out of a gap.

This is... Edward's messenger? !

Klein was overjoyed and turned around to meet him. At this time, Fors also ran over excitedly. They both spoke at the same time: "Did Edward (Sir) ask you to come?"

"???"

"You know Edward, too?"

"Are you his friend*2?"

"Me too*2!"

"…*2"

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, with a look of confusion that seemed to be too much tacit understanding.

Klein also reacted at this time: Oh, right, Fors is Miss Magician. The reason why she was able to join the Tarot Club was because of Edward's introduction. Of course, they know each other.

"Hey!"

The Phoenix finally squeezed out of the crack. It spread its wings and flew around twice, as if venting its frustration at being stuck in the crack. Then it spread its wings and came in front of Klein and dropped the letter.

Klein opened the letter, and Fors hurriedly moved closer:

"Klein, if you can see this letter, it means my messenger has successfully entered the world in the book.

You read that right, you are now in a world in a book, and the author of this book is a lady named Jessica. She may have picked up the seal of Ince Zangwill and created this world.

Unfortunately, my messenger may not be able to get you out, so you'll be on your own.

However, I can provide you with a way to leave: find the main storyline of the book and reach its ending. When the story is over, you may be able to leave.

By the way, if you meet a lady named Fors Wall in there, please help her tell her that she is the most special one among all those who have entered the world in the book. After my investigation, this should be done deliberately by Ms. Jessica. I hope this can provide you with some clues.

Feel free to contact us! "

That's all for the contents of the letter.

Klein suddenly realized: He finally understood why he would quickly give up the idea of ​​asking others for help every time he had the idea.

Fors was stunned: as a novelist, she never thought that the world in her novels could come true one day, and she would happen to be in it.

But on second thought, this kind of thing is something that most novelists dream of.

"Do you have a grudge against that Ms. Jessica?"

"I guess so."

She recounted the story of their feud, "I really wasn't trying to belittle her, nor was I trying to offend her in a self-righteous way. I was just standing in the shoes of an author and offering suggestions."

"…"

Klein was speechless:

No! If it were me, I would also hate you to some extent.

Chapter 332: Saints from the Three Major Churches Gather

Klein thought for a moment and asked, "As a novelist, what do you think the main storyline of her book will be?"

"If you want to know the main plot of the story, the first step is to know who the protagonist of this book is, right?" Fors spread his hands, "Who do you think it is?"

"you?"

"How is that possible?"

Klein shook the letter and said, "But Edward said that you are special."

"No."

Fors's face looked a little hazy in the candlelight, but her eyes were firm:

"She let me in not to be the protagonist, but to let me see the world she created in the book with my own eyes. She wanted to prove that my evaluation of her was wrong!"

"Your evaluation of her novels at the time was that... the characters were poorly developed, like puppets without emotions who existed only to tell the story."

Klein was confused. "But everyone in this town is like puppets that can only smile during the day, and turn into monsters that can only hunt at night. Oh, even those who come in from outside will turn into puppets after dying a few times... Doesn't this just prove your evaluation?"