Above the gray fog, in the magnificent palace.
Through Enuni's prayer point of light, Klein saw the scene inside his valet's room.
His vision was pulled up and gradually extended. Bit by bit, the entire Böklund Street was reflected in his eyes. There were small buildings with flowers and grass clustered around them. There were Intis parasol trees that blocked out the sunlight, and there were slowly moving carriages decorated with either elegant or gorgeous decorations. There were youths riding bicycles happily.
Finally, Klein locked onto Unit 39, which was also Member of Parliament Macht's manor. He lowered his vision and observed the humans and animals there to see if he could find a black-haired, black-eyed man wearing a monocle.
Phew … There aren't any misaligned fates or grafting for now … Nearly ten minutes later, Klein heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, a carriage drove into Macht's manor and stopped in front of the foyer.
A girl with long, wavy, black-green hair and dark brown eyes alighted from the carriage. She was none other than Hazel who had returned home.
She wore a dark-green dress that didn't reveal her shoulders. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her relaxed expression had a hint of joy.
Upon seeing Hazel in such a state, Klein's heart skipped a beat.
This was definitely abnormal behavior!
From Klein's point of view, there were only two outcomes for the rat demigod to encounter Amon's avatar. One, he still had a trump card, allowing him to escape at the cost of being heavily injured. Two, he would return to his Beyonder characteristic and become nourishment for Amon's avatar. And regardless of the situation, Hazel definitely wouldn't be able to find her teacher. She would definitely be sad, in pain, depressed, and upset. How could she be relaxed and happy?
From the way she risked her life to head to the manor in the suburbs to inform her teacher, she's not such a cold and selfish person … Her present state indicates that she has confirmed that her teacher, the rat demigod, is fine. She even received a certain reward from him, perhaps including all sorts of Beyonder knowledge about the World … This contradicts my inference of the rat demigod's outcome. No, it's not contradictory. After eliminating all the impossibilities, what's left is the truth … Klein leaned back in his chair and came to a conclusion.
Not only had Amon absorbed the rat demigod's Beyonder characteristic, but he had also stolen "His" fate and replaced "His" identity!
Therefore, from Hazel's point of view, nothing happened to her teacher. He just needed to hide for a period of time … After he was certain, Klein exhaled silently and relaxed a little.
To him, the most terrifying thing about Amon was that no one knew how "He" would appear. It wasn't impossible for all the mosquitoes in the garden to turn around at the same time when Macht wore a monocle one day. Therefore, after roughly grasping Amon's identity, Klein couldn't help but feel a little more assured.
As for whether or not Amon would show any problems with the details in front of Hazel, Klein believed that it was impossible. After all, this was an Angel King whose foundation was deception. Even if the general knowledge he casually revealed was different from what the rat demigod had taught him in the past, he could easily use the excuse of "it was originally a test, but now it has officially begun."
Of course, according to Pallez Zoroast, Amon definitely wouldn't appear as a rat demigod. I can't be careless because of this … Klein observed for a while longer before retracting his gaze and leaving the world above the gray fog.
In a half-open room with a balcony, he sat in a reclining chair and drank a mouthful of black tea with lemon slices. He half-closed his eyes and considered how he could deepen his connection with Qonas Kilgor.
After an unknown period of time, Klein suddenly opened his eyes and activated his Spirit Vision.
At the level of a demigod, he could activate his Spirit Vision purely with his thoughts.
Almost at the same time, Reinette Tinekerr walked out of the void with four blonde, red-eyed heads in hand. One of the heads had a letter in its mouth.
"Whose letter is it?" Klein muttered to himself as he extended his right hand.
"Sharon …" Reinette Tinekerr's other head replied.
Miss Sharon? She should be making the final preparations for her advancement. Why would she suddenly write to me? Puzzled, Klein took the letter from Miss Messenger.
After unfolding the letter, he realized that there was very little content on it. There was only a simple line of words:
"Emlyn White is looking for someone from Rose School."
Emlyn is looking for someone from Rose School? Klein pricked up his brows in surprise.
From his point of view, Emlyn was a Sanguine who was afraid of trouble. Unless necessary, he wouldn't even want to leave the house. How could he take the initiative to look for someone from Rose School?
This is definitely not Emlyn's intention … Hmm, Emlyn previously mentioned that an important figure of the Sanguine wants to meet him … Is this a new mission given to him by the Sanguine? It's very likely! However, why didn't he mention it on the Tarot? Uh, he's focused on the punishment operation, and there are other clues, so he temporarily suppressed this matter? Klein fell into thought as he leaned forward. Under Miss Messenger's eight eyes, he pulled out a piece of paper and a fountain pen from the coffee table.
He wasn't curious about what clues Emlyn had, because it was very obvious:
Since Miss Sharon knew that Emlyn was looking for a member of Rose School and had asked his mutual friend, Detective Sherlock Moriarty, about this matter, it meant that the person this Sanguine was seeking help from was Ian, the black market arms dealer from the Bravehearts Bar.
This also indirectly meant that Emlyn had discovered traces of Sharon or Marić in his previous missions. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to directly mention Rose School to an ordinary person.
I don't know enough about the Apothecary pathway, so I can't determine how Emlyn discovered a Wraith or a Zombie … Klein crossed his right foot and placed the letter on his leg. He then wrote with a fountain pen:
"This is likely a mission given to Emlyn by the upper echelons of the Sanguine. They abhor the members of Rose School who believe in the Primordial Moon, and they vent their anger on the other factions of Rose School …"
Upon writing this, Klein paused for a moment before adding:
"I suspect that the Mother Tree of Desire has the intention of encroaching on the authority of the Moon domain, but I'm puzzled as to why a believer of the Primordial Moon would join Rose School. This secret existence's relationship with the Mother Tree of Desire seems very complicated. There's hostility, but there's also cooperation. It's hard to guess …"
Putting down the fountain pen and folding the letter, Klein looked at Miss Messenger who was waiting by the side and chuckled.
"How did you know I was going to reply?"
One of Reinette Tinekerr's heads answered succinctly:
"It feels like …"
Right on the heels of that, the four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke one after another:
"You …" "Recently …" "Have been …" "A little …" "More …" "Expressive …"
"Also …" "More …" "Expressive …" "Than before …"
As Klein took out the box connected to the golden pocket watch, he took out a gold coin and said in a self-deprecating manner, "Always wearing a thick mask isn't good for one's mental and physical health.
After passing through the door of a demigod, I have to pay more attention to this. "
Therefore, unless there was a need to conceal or disguise himself, he would reduce the number of times he used his Clown powers to control his expression.
Reinette Tinekerr didn't say another word. She bit the gold coin and the reply and vanished.
Watching Miss Messenger leave, Klein leaned back gently and muttered inwardly, "Miss Messenger.
I wonder if Miss Sharon and the rest will use the Sanguine to deal with the Rose School members in Baekeland …
Miss Sharon is currently focused on her advancement, so she might not be involved. However, it might not be the case for Marić …
…
Emlyn changed out of his Church of Earth Mother priest robe and put on a black formal suit and a silk top hat. He walked out of the Harvest Church and boarded a rental carriage parked by the side of the street.
After giving his destination, he casually cast his gaze out of the window.
At this moment, Emlyn sensed something as his body suddenly moved. With a speed that left afterimages, he left his original spot and moved to the side.
Then, he saw a figure appear in the void opposite him.
It was a young man whose coat wasn't buttoned up, revealing a white shirt and black vest. His black hair was slightly messy, as though he hadn't combed it properly. His brown eyes were filled with repression, as though he was restraining some hidden urge.
Looking at the man's face that was as pale as a corpse's, Emlyn raised his chin slightly and smiled without any nervousness.
"You've finally come to me."
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a member of Rose School, specially here to deal with you?" The young man's figure was somewhat translucent.
Emlyn chuckled and said, "Do you think I'm not aware of Rose School's history?
"Do you think I'm not aware of Rose School's history and the betrayal of the temperance faction?
"Yes, how should I address you?"
"Marić," the young man replied. "Is this the information you obtained from the upper echelons of the Sanguine?"
Emlyn was taken aback for a moment before he tsked.
"All of you are smarter than I imagined."
He used this method to confirm the other party's guess.
Marić slowly drew a breath and leaned forward slightly.
"How did you discover our presence at Ian's place?"
Emlyn leisurely leaned against the wall and smiled.
"Humans have the smell of humans, and wraiths have the smell of wraiths."
Marić was silent for a few seconds.
"Do you really want to deal with the Rose School members in Baekeland?"
"An important member," Emlyn replied with emphasis.
"If that's the case, I can use myself as bait to lure out the members of Rose School, but I need confirmation." Marić rubbed his eyes and said straightforwardly, "I know you can't make the decision. Go back and ask the higher-ups of the Blood Clan first and get the necessary promises. After that, you know where to find us."
At this point, he handed over a folder in his hand.
"This is from Ian. It's the initial feedback from tracking Ernes Boyar. Many bounty hunters worked together to complete it."
Emlyn took the folder and nodded solemnly for once.
"Alright."
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