RNP Chapter 214 Magician vs. Calamity Priest
Chapter 214 Magician vs. Calamity Priest
Chapter 214 Magician vs. Calamity Priest
"Mr. Moriarty, when did I say I had been to Tingen?"
Lorne slowly rose from the chair and walked step by step toward the door.
He didn't tell anyone about Tingen; Mrs. Griffin didn't know, and neither did Danitz and the others.
"I—" Klein swallowed instinctively, a bead of cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He quickly explained:
"I have been to Tingen and know that there is a street with daffodils there, and Tingen is indeed located north of Backlund."
"So it was a subconscious preconceived notion."
"Hmm, a reasonable answer." Lorne was already blocking the doorway. He looked at Klein, who was still sitting in the chair, and gave him a strange smile. "However, there are many cities in the north, and quite a few cities with Daffodil Streets—"
Lorne muttered to himself, and with each word he uttered, Klein's heart trembled.
Just a few minutes ago I was in control of the conversation, but now the roles have suddenly reversed.
Lorne raised his head slightly, seemingly casually glancing at the top of the room.
"Very good, there's no sense of being spied on, and there's nothing unusual about this person."
This shows that the powerful figure wasn't watching him all the time.
With a smile on his face, Lorne walked forward again step by step.
"Mr. Disenke, what do you want to do?" Klein stood up and subconsciously backed away, but the room was not big to begin with, and after a few steps he was backed against the cold wall.
"It's nothing, it's just that after saying so much, I have some questions I'd like to ask you, Mr. Moriarty."
Klein managed to maintain a smile, but a bitter feeling welled up inside him.
Damn it, he must have discovered something! I was so stupid to have fallen for his trick! If he really does find out something, it might implicate Benson and Melissa. Thinking back to his experience in Tingen, Klein regretted his carelessness.
This guy is definitely not someone to be trifled with.
He glanced warily at the open window beside him.
This is the second floor. With my physical condition, I won't have any problems jumping down.
"Mr. Disenke, please don't get agitated. I'll answer any questions you may have." Klein tried to calm Lorne down with his words while subtly shifting his feet, ready to jump out the window at any moment.
"I've told you so much about myself, now it's time for you to tell me about your experiences," Lorne's voice turned cold. "For example, why you broke into my house in the middle of the night, and—"
"Who are you?!"
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"These problems? Easy to discuss, easy to discuss—"
Klein gave an awkward smile and outwardly agreed.
The next second, he pushed off with both legs and flew towards the window like an arrow.
Just as he was about to rush out the window, the open window suddenly closed "by itself," even though there wasn't a breath of wind!
With a loud crash, Klein, who was trying to escape through the window, was slammed back and fell to the floor, looking somewhat wolfish.
"Damn it, how could this happen?" Klein got up from the ground and looked at Lorne in disbelief.
Was it him who did this?
Having witnessed the whole thing, Lorne shook his head slightly. He knew that it was the bodyguard who had made the move.
The "dinner" reminder they just mentioned was actually a pre-arranged signal between them to make their move.
He would not let the detective go until he figured out his true purpose. He knew very well that if he let the tiger return to the mountain, the consequences would be unpredictable.
"Sigh, it seems the detective isn't willing to cooperate." Lorne sighed, his tone helpless. "Coincidentally, I don't like slow interrogations either."
He looked up, a twisted smile spreading across his face, and said menacingly, "I think you should know what 'psychic abilities' are, right?"
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Klein sensed something was wrong and immediately reached for the revolver in the holster under his arm! However, as soon as he reached out, he suddenly felt a sharp heaviness in his entire body, and a cold sensation instantly spread throughout his body!
Something...something has entered my body!
Klein felt his consciousness rapidly fading away. With his last ounce of strength, he controlled his hand and snapped his fingers sharply.
An invisible "air bullet" shattered the window instantly!
"Oh no, get away from him!" Lorne's premonition of "disaster" kicked in, and he shouted immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of pitch-black flames that scorched the spirit erupted from Klein's body!
The bodyguard's possession was abruptly terminated, and her figure, dressed in a Gothic court dress, revealed its clear form for the first time.
Immediately afterwards, countless transparent spiritual threads surged from Klein's body, enveloping the weakened Sharon, trying to drag her away!
"Don't even think about it!" Lorne decisively drew his gun.
Before he could pull the trigger, he suddenly jerked his head back, as if realizing something, and immediately stepped back, narrowly dodging another black flame that shot from a blind spot.
Seeing that her sneak attack had failed, Irene, who had been hiding all along, stopped hiding and decisively attacked Lorne himself, wanting to kill him outright!
However, Sharon appeared behind her like a ghost, blocking her attack, and the two were instantly locked in a brief stalemate.
"Hurry up!"
Regaining his senses, Klein snapped his fingers again, unleashing a torrent of flame that ignited the bed in the room. The next moment, he activated "Flame Leap," vanishing from his spot!
Lorne instantly realized something, drew his dagger, turned around decisively, and stabbed fiercely behind him!
Just as the dagger was about to strike Klein, his figure suddenly changed, transforming into a crumpled paper doll!
Paper doll substitute!
"Here!" Lorne remained calm. With the superhuman spiritual intuition of a "monster," he immediately sensed the other party's true location. He raised his dagger again and thrust it directly in front of him. Klein, whose flame leap had ended, appeared right there!
Faced with the impending stab, Klein's coordination far exceeded Lorne's expectations. He suddenly turned around, leaning his body backward at a sharp angle, narrowly avoiding the attack in an extremely bizarre posture, while simultaneously using his left hand to firmly control Lorne's wrist holding the dagger!
Without hesitation, Lorne immediately activated "Mental Storm"!
Klein's body suddenly stopped, but before he could lose consciousness, he grabbed Lorne's collar with his right hand and lunged forward with all his might.
The two of them, in an extremely wolfish manner, crashed heavily together into the broken window.
You want to fight me to the death?! I'm the "lucky one," and I'll see who falls harder between us!
when!
With a dull thud, the two of them, like kites with broken strings, fell from the shattered second-floor window and crashed heavily onto the cold, hard street.
"Huff—. Huff—Ah!"
Lorne, panting heavily, struggled to his feet first. Excruciating pain shot through his body, but he gritted his teeth.
Just as he had expected, thanks to the detective beneath him acting as a cushion, even though his body tumbled a few times when he fell and the angle wasn't ideal, he, as the "lucky one," was significantly less injured.
"I was really careless. I didn't expect him to have an invisible companion. My premonition of disaster seems to be a bit delayed."
"But, it's too late now—"
He glanced at Klein, who was still struggling on the ground and seemed unable to get up for the time being, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
After a brief hesitation, he pulled out his "Phantom" and pointed the gun at the other person.
All we need to do is make him temporarily lose consciousness.
"Kapomi".
With a crisp, empty click, "Phantom" went silent.
"What?"
Lorne gave a slight nod, then pulled the trigger again.
"Kapomi".
"Crack!"
"This is impossible!"
The "Phantom" does have a chance of misfiring, but for three bullets to misfiring in a row, especially at such a critical moment, is something that has never happened since he obtained this extraordinary weapon!
"Bang!"
In the instant he was stunned, an air bullet whistled through the air, its sharp sound carrying it straight past Lorne's ear. Lorne quickly snapped back to reality and looked at the figure staggering slightly ahead.
Klein stood up from his knees. Because of the impact of the fall, he was unsteady, and his hasty counterattack was somewhat inaccurate.
Fortunately, taking advantage of the moment when Lorne's gun misfired, he successfully activated his "damage transfer" ability, transferring most of the impact and pain to non-vital parts, thus restoring most of his combat power.
Klein knew he couldn't escape today. Lorne Disenke had already noticed something was amiss and was now serious.
Even if he manages to escape today, the other party will definitely not let it go. There was a saying before he transmigrated—you can run away but you can't hide. His identity as "Sherlock Moriarty" will definitely be exposed. Now that he has joined the Society, he doesn't even want to think about what will happen if the higher-ups in the organization find out about these messy things.
If this matter isn't resolved here, he'll never have peace in his life again.
"Pfft! He fell from the second floor and seems to be alright. This guy's ability is a bit troublesome." Lorne frowned slightly as he looked at Klein, who had already assumed a fighting stance again.
He was certain that this detective's ranking was definitely lower than his own. Yet, after that attack, he was still able to maintain his fighting stance, and seemingly unaffected. Looking at the other's relentless, suicidal gaze, an indescribable rage surged within Lorne.
Why! Why do you all keep watching me?!
"Since I transmigrated here, I haven't had a single peaceful day! It was like that in Tingen, and it was like that at sea—unexpected events are everywhere!"
"The voyeur, the Rose School, Tracy—"
Why won't you all leave me alone?! I've escaped death time and time again at sea, finally made it back to Backlund, and now this happens! What are you all doing this to me?!
Why is this world treating me like this?! "What is your purpose?! Is the matter in Tingen related to you?" Lorne's voice was hoarse with anger. "Today, you're not leaving until you tell me everything you know!"
What?
Hearing Lorne's words, Klein's anger was ignited.
My purpose?! I haven't even asked you what your purpose is yet!
Back in Tingen, it was because of you that I had to leave my hometown and couldn't go home! Now that I've finally settled down in Backlund, you keep barging into my life and making a mess of my daily routine! "You even plotted to ambush me today! I should be asking you what you're up to!"
The two stood facing each other, their faces ashen, their eyes filled with grievance and resentment.
"Why are you forcing me!"
These words flashed through both of their minds at the same time.
Klein made the first move! He snapped his fingers, and a stream of flame shot out, rushing towards Lorne like a fire serpent!
Lorne stopped abruptly and quickly sidestepped, easily dodging the attack.
The out-of-control flames instantly ignited the surrounding bushes and piles of debris.
Looking at the debris ignited by sparks, Falon immediately understood the other party's intention.
"Trying to pull this trick again?"
In their previous encounter, Lorne had realized that his opponent possessed a strange ability to teleport short distances using flames.
He pulled several purification talismans from his pocket and held them tightly in his palm. Just as the detective's figure disappeared from his sight, Lorne abruptly closed his eyes.
"Light!"
Countless pure, holy golden rays of light instantly surged from his palm, enveloping everything around him in that dazzling white light!
"what!"
Klein's figure had just emerged from a ball of flames when a blinding light shone directly onto his face!
Sensing the spiritual fluctuations generated by the light around him, Lorne didn't even need to use his eyes; relying solely on his intuition, he thrust the dagger in his hand straight behind him!
Unfortunately, just as the dagger was about to strike his opponent, Klein's body once again turned into a shattered piece of paper!
"On the side!"
Sensing a faint commotion from the side, Lorne did not hesitate at all and decisively activated "Mental Storm"!
"Oh!"
Hearing the suppressed groan of pain from the side, Lorne did not hesitate to throw the dagger in his hand like a throwing knife towards Klein!
"Tear—"
The sharp dagger instantly tore through Klein's clothes, and blood gushed out.
If he hadn't used the Joker's powerful body control to forcefully twist his body at the last moment, that blow would have been a fatal puncture wound!
"This is."
Just as Klein was about to snap his fingers again in retaliation, he suddenly found his fingers go limp! A sharp, numbing pain appeared from the wound and quickly spread throughout his body.
"That knife—it's poisoned!"
"Ha, not bad—to be honest, I don't like to use underhanded tricks, but this is a special case." A deep voice came from behind.
The dagger Lorne just threw was the one he bought from Gadria. The dagger is poisonous, and wounds inflicted by it cannot heal on their own.
"Oh...you—"
Klein collapsed to his knees, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to one knee on the ground.
"I'm going to capture you alive."