After tidying up the room, Roman suddenly noticed that the crimson moonlight outside the window was rapidly getting darker and thicker.
Blood moon!
Roman stood by the window, staring at the deep night sky and the full moon as red as blood, thinking deeply.
The night he came into this world was the blood moon, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye.
Roman feels that in the past six months, he has begun to truly integrate into the world, because of those friends, because of his teammates, and because of the children who have been helped by him.
Roman felt that his sense of alienation was getting smaller and smaller, unlike when he first came to this world...
In occult science, it is believed that the "blood moon" will bring about the rise and explosion of negative emotions, and that it will strengthen the power of the underworld and the spiritual world.
Roman didn't feel any negative emotions, he just started sitting at the table and started writing letters.
To Philogan of Fenebote, to captains Fred and Tony who should be on the sea, to Sotos Young who should be on Olavi Island now, and to Miss Anne who doesn’t know where she has gone.
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Of course, these are ordinary letters intended to be mailed through regular channels, so Miss Cecina will not be troubled.
After a busy day, Roman lay on the bed contentedly, looking at the crimson moonlight outside the window, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
East End, White Rum Street.
Fors attended the party tonight and was too late to return to St. George District. She came to the room that belonged to her at White Rum District School.
Under the compulsion of good friends, Forsi would occasionally come here to give some lessons to the children, teaching some grammatical issues in writing and the most basic medical knowledge.
She also has a separate room here, and Roman even prepared some basic medical supplies and medicines for her to treat some common diseases of the children.
For this reason, Roman had to pay a small "school doctor's fee" separately. This matter was highly approved by Hugh Dilcha, who strictly supervised Forsi's work to prevent her from having to cook at home for a long time.
At this time, Forsi was eating a midnight snack. As the moonlight outside the window became darker and darker, her expression became more and more painful.
She dropped the food in her hand, fell off the sofa, and grabbed a lot of hair, but the pain did not ease.
As the crazy murmurs continued, she grabbed the wooden legs on the coffee table with both hands and broke her nails hard.
Her hair was growing strangely, and she felt like she was going to lose control tonight.
After reciting the names of several gods but unable to obtain salvation, Foer thought of the name of the suspected "evil god".
"A fool who does not belong to this era..."
"Above the gray fog, the mysterious master..."
"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck..."
"Help me..."
Suddenly, Forsi, who was curled up and struggling on the ground, became quiet.
After a few minutes, her eyes slowly opened.
She saw the bright moon hanging high outside the window. She did not die, nor did she lose control and become a monster.
Recalling everything just now, Forsi was sure that he was not dreaming, and that he was really saved by a great being named "The Fool".
However, regarding this matter and being paid attention to by a "mysterious" being, Foles still unconsciously felt hesitant and helpless.
At night, Roman, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly felt his spirituality being touched and woke up from his dream.
Roman held the "Psychic Blade" and felt the source of his spiritual touch.
To protect his own safety, Roman now controls the "Psychic Blade" every day to communicate with some friendly natural spirits nearby to help him monitor the surrounding area and provide timely reminders if there is any abnormality.
A spiritual body sent by Roman just now delivered a "message" to Roman, which touched Roman's spirituality.
Without any hesitation, Roman picked up his weapon, put on a coat, and cautiously walked out in the direction where his spirit body was touched just now.
The red moon still shines, casting crimson moonlight.
After walking for a while, Roman smelled a strong smell of blood in an alley and saw a woman lying on the ground.
Her eyes were wide-eyed and her face was full of horror. There was a huge wound in her abdomen, and it seemed that no internal organs could be seen inside.
That devil dog!
It has been attacking the area around Roman's residence!
Is this a coincidence?
Roman raised his round shield with his left hand, and his right hand instantly condensed into a broad sword. He looked around seriously with a serious look.
In an instant, a layer of morning light spread across the alley, like dawn.
In the dawn-like light, Roman saw a large black dog at the end of the alley in the distance. Its mouth was half-open, revealing sharp and sharp teeth, and some bloody internal organs were wrapped around the teeth.
A light like morning light suddenly appeared in its eyes, reflecting Roman's tall figure.
Just before Roman was about to attack in a flash, it suddenly turned around and ran quickly behind it, disappearing into the darkness without looking back.
Roman flashed twice in a row and lost its trace.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart, the devil is really difficult to deal with.
When they sense danger, they immediately choose to stay away without any sense of adventure.
Roman returned to the alley.
The distance was still too far just now, so with a half-sigh, Roman left the scene after taking a distant look at the lady who was still staring at death.
Roman did not choose to go to the nearby police station to call the police. With the efficiency and confidentiality capabilities of the current police station, Roman called the police. I am afraid that his information will start to spread around, which may bring danger to the people around him.
It's a pity that the church has never given feedback on the ability to restrain one's own murderous intention or to conceal one's own abilities. It seems to be very rare.
With regret, Roman lay on the bed, unable to sleep.
At noon the next day, Roman woke up and was eating breakfast in his room and reading today's newspaper.
On the front page of "Backlund Morning News", I saw the description of last night's murder.
"The real 11th incident! The police are helpless!"
Roman put away the newspaper and saw Miss Cecina floating out of the rippled air, holding a letter and handing it to him.
Opening the letter, I found that it was from Miss Anne. The letter told Roman about her successful promotion. At the same time, she also brought a thin glove with the letter.
The letter contains an introduction to this men's glove, which is made of the "arsonist" properties.
Roman looked relieved.
Not only did I finally receive the magical item for "the world", but I was even more happy that Miss Anne was successfully promoted.
After thanking Miss Cecina and waiting for her to disappear into the room, Roman began to read the introduction of the magical item.
"Danger level: 2."
"This item does not have the property of being alive."
"Item description: The appearance is a dark red leather classic men's glove embroidered with complex patterns. The wearer can gain the ability to control fire."
"Negative effect: The wearer will involuntarily provoke the enemy, including but not limited to verbal and physical provocations. The wearer is more likely to anger the enemy."
Roman looked at the gloves thoughtfully.
This is quite suitable for Mr. Fool. He is a good candidate for "Hunter" who has been personally certified by two Angel Kings, especially one Angel King who is on the "Hunter" path.
Moreover, as the true scroll bearer of the goddess, it makes sense for Mr. Fool to wear a red glove.
With some bad taste, Roman began to arrange the ceremony. After sealing the room with a spiritual wall, he sacrificed the unnamed glove to Mr. Fool.
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