As his thoughts raced, Klein suddenly switched places with his valet, Enuni, who was in the room next door.
And under the grape vines about 150 meters away from the manor's main house, a centipede that was slowly crawling suddenly stiffened before relaxing.
Almost at the same time, its figure vanished, and Dawn Dantès appeared in his blue-and-white checkered pajamas.
Klein had switched places with his marionette again!
He decided to use this method to secretly tail Qonas Kilgor and figure out where he was going and what he was planning to do.
Although this way, he could only "teleport" 150 meters at a time, and every "activation" required a gap of two to three seconds — including the process of turning into a marionette — compared to Flaming Jump and Traveling Teleportation, it was sufficiently stealthy and silent. It was very difficult for Qonas Kilgor to discover him.
After all, he was a demigod. Even if he wasn't good at things like spiritual intuition, he was still a demigod. He definitely couldn't be underestimated!
By the same logic, the reason why Klein didn't rely on Creeping Hunger to hide in the shadows was because, despite being stealthy, his speed was relatively slow. It was impossible for him to chase up to a demigod.
In the deep night, from Maygur Manor to the south bank of the Tussock River, the rats, venomous snakes, spiders, and fish that swam between the tree roots and the rocks turned stiff and sluggish.
One marionette after another transformed. With their help, Klein constantly "teleported" without causing any commotion. Soon, he arrived at the south bank of the Tussock River and chased after Qonas Kilgor, maintaining a distance of nearly a kilometer.
To a Bizarro Sorcerer, even if his marionette left his control range, he wouldn't be released from his controlled state and die on the spot. Without a Bizarro Sorcerer's consciousness catalyzing it, this process was rather slow, taking nearly ten minutes. Therefore, Klein wasn't worried that he would lose Enuni, who was lying on his bed, due to his tailing. As long as he could return within ten minutes, he could continue controlling his marionette.
Silently, Klein followed Qonas Kilgor up the Tussock River, passed through a dense forest, and climbed up a mountain beside the shore.
At this moment, Qonas Kilgor, who wasn't wearing a vest or coat, suddenly stopped and checked his surroundings. He gradually expanded his perimeter as though he was marking out his territory.
Upon seeing this, Klein didn't dare stay any longer. He immediately switched positions with his marionette and continuously retreated, opening up a distance of nearly three kilometers between him and the MI9 deputy director.
At the same time, he took the initiative to give up his control over the marionettes in front of him. The death of a few worms wouldn't arouse suspicion.
This was too common in the outskirts and forests!
King of the Five Seas, Nast, was able to create a combat environment that was beneficial to him. Could Qonas Kilgor, who was also a demigod of the Black Emperor pathway, have the ability to mark out an area, tamper with, add to, or use certain rules to make a stalker expose their whereabouts the moment they enter, preventing them from hiding? Very likely! Vigilantly, Klein took out a gold coin from the pocket of his pajamas and spun it between his fingers.
This time, he deliberately controlled his strength so that there was no clanging sound. The gold coin silently flew up and then fell back into his palm.
Without needing to lower his head, Klein's mind naturally reflected the gold coin's state.
The king's portrait is facing up!
This means that there's an anomaly in the area ahead. There's a very high risk!
As expected of a demigod. Such powers are truly enviable … However, does he think he can escape my "tracking" just like that? Klein scoffed inwardly and retreated dozens of meters. He found an abnormally quiet spot and turned himself into German Sparrow.
Right on the heels of that, he clasped his hands and placed them in front of his mouth.
He whispered, "Blessed of the sea and spirit world, Protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, Ruler of the undersea creatures, Controller of tsunamis and storms, The Great Cavituis …"
After praying, Klein immediately took four steps counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog. He sat in The Fool's seat and beckoned for the white bone staff with a ring of blue gems embedded at its tip.
Then, with the help of his prayer light and the Sea God Scepter's response to his believers, he saw the situation in the area where German Sparrow was.
He then took the initiative to raise his field of vision, allowing the nearby scene to enter his field of vision. With that as a base, he expanded his surroundings by five nautical miles. This was the limit of the range that the Sea God Scepter could observe with the prayers of his believers.
This way, the area that Qonas Kilgor had marked out, where nothing could escape his senses, appeared in Klein's line of sight.
…
At the dock, in the warehouse filled with goods.
"Love …" After Trissy chuckled, her figure suddenly turned faint and was dyed with the luster of a lake at night.
In an instant, she was wrapped in layers of Demoness of Unaging Katarina Perlman's spider silk. She was bound tightly and turned into an illusory mirror.
It was a full-body mirror that was taller than a person. Inside, aqueous light fluctuated as a dark glow appeared, as though it was a door that led to another World.
At that moment, it didn't reflect the scene in front of it. Instead, it outlined a room.
The room was hazy and dark. The bed and furniture had been sliced into countless neat pieces that were scattered everywhere. Only the central area was clean, without even a speck of dust.
Trissy stood there, wearing a dark and gloomy black dress. Her smooth hair cascaded down and fluttered in the wind. It accentuated her abnormally fair face, making her look like a female ghost from folklore.
She wasn't present at the scene. Instead, with the help of the illusory mirror, she had projected her figure and strength from an unknown distance away. It was as though she was real!
Therefore, she wasn't flustered at all when she was being controlled and hunted.
Upon seeing this situation, Katarina Perlman, who was dressed in a simple holy white robe, didn't hesitate at all as she let out a sharp scream.
Invisible sound waves rapidly spread out as her hair fluttered. Each strand was distinct and thick. Furthermore, it was dyed with a dull grayish-white color.
The illusory full-body mirror suddenly shook violently, as though it would collapse at any moment.
And in the messy room it illuminated, the bed, desk, and chair fragments turned grayish-white and lost their luster. They looked like rocks.
In front of Trissy, the brownish-yellow floor also turned into grayish-white rocks. They quickly extended towards the only human in the room like a surging tide.
Trissy didn't attempt to resist. She immediately turned around and waved her hand as she pounced towards the open window.
In midair, invisible spider silk that belonged to her appeared. All of them turned dim and evolved in the direction of grayish-white.
At the same time, cracks appeared one after another on the dark and deep full-body mirror. With illusory kacha sounds, it collapsed and directly disappeared.
However, before the full-body mirror completely disappeared, the grayish-white color in the completely petrified room strangely flowed backward, condensing into a figure.
The figure was dressed in a simple and holy white robe. She had lustrous raven-black hair and a pair of blue eyes that looked mature and innocent. She was none other than the Demoness of Unaging, Katarina, who had just been in the warehouse!
As the dark light dissipated, Viscount Stratford could no longer see the situation in the room "opposite" him.
He retracted his gaze and cast it at Shermane. The look in his eyes turned slightly complicated before returning to normal.
"Trissy sure is patient. In order to deal with me, she actually spent several months nurturing a new Demoness." Viscount Stratford shook his head and chuckled. "What does she want you to obtain from me?"
At that moment, with the connection with Trissy severed, the spider silk around Shermane had already relaxed. It was no longer able to bind her or restrict her movements.
This beautiful girl wore a blank expression as she replied with empty eyes, "She wants me to know who you're truly loyal to."
Without waiting for Viscount Stratford to speak, her eyes suffused an indescribable glint.
She hesitantly asked, "She wants me to know who you're truly loyal to."
"How many of the promises you've made to me, how many of them are true?"
Viscount Stratford was taken aback for a moment before he chuckled.
"You're probably the most foolish and naive witch I've ever seen …"
Shermane's expression froze on her face. The light in her eyes, which she had regained after much difficulty, dimmed bit by bit.
…
Outside the warehouse, in another direction, Xio and Fors were hiding in the shadows, observing the silent target area.
They had followed Viscount Stratford here!
Their patience paid off. They found that the captain of the royal guards had left the mansion in the dead of night and was rushing to the dock area near the Baekeland Bridge.
With Xio's Sheriff powers, they chased after him from a great distance and confirmed that Viscount Stratford had entered the warehouse in front of them.
In addition, they also noticed that Viscount Stratford wasn't in a good state. He seemed to be injured.
"Actually, we had the chance to make a move on the way …" Fors looked at the warehouse door and muttered.
Xio didn't even turn her head.
"But you yourself said that you had a nagging feeling that things weren't that simple. You wanted to wait a little longer."
"This might be an Astrologer's intuition, or it might be a sign of stalling …" Fors said in a self-deprecating manner.
They didn't say anything else as they returned to silence and continued waiting patiently.
At this moment, a pitch-black flame suddenly ignited on the ground in front of them.
This strange flame rapidly split apart as it stuck to the ground and flowed in all directions, outlining a line of Rouen text:
"The opportunity you've been yearning for is here."
Xio and Fors's pupils dilated at the same time as they exchanged looks, unsure of how to react or what to say.
After a few seconds, Fors finally couldn't help but ask, "What do we do?"
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