After getting a rough grasp of the situation, Klein looked at the full-body mirror in the room and asked,
"What is the king's secret?"
On the surface of the mirror that seemed to lead to another World, aqueous light floated gently and gradually reflected a scene.
It was a relic that was hidden in the depths of darkness and covered in the dust of history, but it was almost completely intact.
This means that the king's secret is in the Blood Emperor's ruins … Does Arrodes not dare to answer directly, or is this all he can see? Klein deliberated for a moment and said to the Magic Mirror, "That's right.
"It's your turn to ask."
The scene in the full-body mirror didn't change at all, but silver words appeared one after another:
"Great Master, do you have any other questions?"
"Yes." Klein nodded without standing on ceremony. "Where's the Saintess of White Katarina?"
In the mirror, the silver words quickly faded and disappeared. However, the background didn't change at all. It was still the ruins of the Blood Emperor.
If it wasn't for the appearance and disappearance of words, I would have thought that the magic mirror had crashed … Katerina is hiding in the ruins of the Blood Emperor? The real one? Klein nodded thoughtfully.
"It's your turn."
Above the scene, silver words condensed again.
"Merciful master, why don't you leave Baekeland?"
That's a good question. I originally had such plans … When I first investigated the Great Smog of Baekeland, it was only because of my righteous indignation at the innocent deaths of Old Kohler and the other poor people, as well as my confusion when my main goal was nearly destroyed. Later on, I was tied to the identity of a Goddess' Blessed. After that, I wanted to prevent the disaster that was about to happen, so that the people I knew would be spared the pain of the ambitions of the upper echelons. I didn't want to drown in the tide of the times, so I was willing to take on a certain amount of risk …
As for now, knowing that there might be a war that will sweep the entire World, and realizing that the advancement ritual of a Scholar of Yore is almost "tailor-made" for me, filled with traces of arrangements, I already understand that even if I really want to escape, I might not be able to do so. Or rather, even if I escape Baekeland, I probably won't be able to escape the fate I carried from the beginning. In that case, I might as well take the initiative to take the risk and challenge it. I'll see if I can figure out the truth and find a possible opportunity to grasp my own fate … Klein's thoughts raced endlessly before they gradually settled down.
Then, he calmly replied,
"Leaving won't really solve the problem."
After that, Klein began to ask questions.
"Where is Trissy now?"
In the full-body mirror, the scene finally changed. This time, it was pitch black. Occasionally, a thick object slid across the surface.
Arrodes can't see Trissy's situation either … Klein nodded slightly.
"It's your turn."
Aqueous light floated in the mirror again, and wisps of silver light converged into a coherent sentence:
"Great Master, I have something to tell you. Can I say it?"
"Go ahead," Klein replied curiously.
The silver words wriggled and turned into new words.
"You must be careful from now on!"
He even used an exclamation mark … Arrodes smells something amiss? Klein thought for a few seconds.
"What do you think can threaten me?"
"I don't know. It's a feeling …" Arrodes reorganized the words, turning them from silver to grayish-white. It directly expressed the feeling of depression and self-blame.
Without waiting for Klein's response, new grayish-white words jumped out of the mirror one after another:
"Great Master, I still have a scene I wish to show you. Can I?"
"Sure," Klein said slowly.
The aqueous light on the full-body mirror rippled as the pitch-black darkness changed.
It became deeper, embellishing it with resplendent diamond-like points of light.
It was a beautiful and vast night sky.
Is the scene Arrodes is showing pointing at the Goddess who's essence is a star, or is it a starry sky with a gaze? From the looks of it, it doesn't dare to express it directly … Klein thought for a moment and didn't attempt to ask any more questions.
"Let's end it here for today."
"Alright!" The grayish-white words were once again dyed silver. For some reason, the speed at which they protruded had slowed down. "Great Master, y-you haven't said that if there are any problems in the future, you will summon me again. Your loyal servant, Arrodes …"
What a ritualistic mirror … Klein said in amusement, "Of course, I will summon you again when I have other questions …"
"Of course, I will summon you again when I have other questions."
"Yes, Master! Goodbye, Master! " On the surface of the mirror, the silver words returned to their normal speed as they outlined a simple drawing of a constantly waving hand.
After everything returned to normal, Klein burned the paper with the summoning symbol, pulled open the curtains, and stared at the cold and dark sky again.
…
Empress Borough, in a small Evernight cathedral.
Xio and Fors received Miss Justice's message to Mr. Fool. They knew that the problem had been resolved, and they roughly understood the king's secret.
"… How impressive." Fors, who believed in the God of Steam and Machinery, opened her eyes in the dark and quiet prayer hall. She turned her head, suppressed her voice, and sighed.
She originally wanted to directly say that Mr. World or German Sparrow was impressive, but she no longer made such a mistake.
In the past week, she had the feeling that she had been floating in the mysterious World for more than a decade.
Xio opened her eyes as well, but she first drew a crimson moon in front of her chest to repent for her disrespect towards the Goddess.
"Yes, that's a …" Before Xio could finish her sentence, her meaning was accurately transmitted into Fors's mind.
What she wanted to say was that Hvin Rambis was a true demigod, but from the moment she and Fors entered the cathedral, he had been finished off by German Sparrow in less than ten minutes.
They were both saints, but there was such a huge difference!
Perhaps, an angel's blessing … Fors made a vague guess based on her experience in Beyonder matters and creation.
As the prayer hall was dark and quiet, making it unsuitable for communication, Xio didn't directly respond to Fors's words. She nodded, stood up, and entered the aisle.
The two of them left the prayer area side by side. When they approached the door, Xio exhaled.
"I really hope that I can be that powerful one day …"
"I occasionally think so too," Fors said with a smile. "Uh, no matter what, you've already completed your investigations, haven't you? Although there's definitely more to the so-called secret that's worth unearthing, the general outline of the matter is already rather clear. "
Xio looked at the door in front of her and fell into a daze for a few seconds.
"But what's the point? I can't do anything about it, nor can I. "
"No, no, no. Just as an enemy, that person's identity isn't too noble. At the very least, we can look at him directly." Fors seriously consoled her friend. "When you undergo a qualitative change, you'll realize that you have the ability to participate in this matter. At the very least, you'll be able to participate in something that doesn't involve higher-level matters."
Fors, who had joined the Tarot long before Xio, had witnessed Mr. Fool's schemes. Through "His" Blessed and the members of the Tarot, "He" had destroyed the True Creator's descent, uncovered Bansy's secret, obtained a portion of the Storm domain's authority, and interfered with 0-08's fate. Compared to the angels, Kings of Angels, and even true deities involved in these matters, King George III was indeed nothing.
Xio slowly walked to the door and fell silent for a moment.
"I understand what you mean.
"We'll return to East Borough next. There's no rush to move. Once I obtain the Judge potion formula, I'll hide completely. I believe that after today's matter, they probably won't dare to take the risk of investigating us again."
"Definitely. They're just shadows hiding in the darkness that can't see the light of day." Fors hurriedly added, and then sighed. "I only hope that Teacher's reply can be delivered before I move again."
Xio raised her hand to grab at her blonde hair. As she walked out of the cathedral, she said seriously,
"When I get the recipe, I'll buy that button and try to level up as soon as possible."
"Not bad, you've regained your fighting spirit." Fors teased him with a smile.
Xio didn't say another word as she continued forward with a solemn expression.
After walking for a few dozen steps, she suddenly stopped and said without turning back,
"I don't think I have enough money to buy that button. When the time comes, when the time comes, lend me some …
"I will definitely return it."
Fors was stunned for a second before she burst out laughing.
"Alright.
"If my guess is correct, I should be able to get the follow-up items from my teacher."
…
At noon on Thursday, Klein excused himself to rest and returned to the master bedroom. He entered the bathroom, took four steps counterclockwise, and arrived above the gray fog.
He believed that the glass bottle containing the "potion" had already finished absorbing it.
Sitting on The Fool's high-back chair, Klein waved his hand, removed the isolation, and pulled his target over.
The transparent glass bottle was already dyed with a dark color. There were many grids on its surface, and it shimmered with a faint light. It gave off the vibe of a work of art.
It was empty inside, without a single drop of the potion left. The relatively wide mouth of the bottle was covered in a layer of fog that floated with light. It made Klein feel like his gaze was being sucked in the moment his gaze landed on it.
Vaguely, a voice sounded from inside the bottle:
"Invest a hundred gold coins and you can fulfill a wish …
"Invest a hundred gold coins and you can fulfill a wish …"
Where did you learn this from … I have to say, this monotonous repetition is indeed helpful in hypnosis … If I really invest a hundred gold coins, it's equivalent to opening the door to the Body of Heart and Mind. I'll be controlled by the bottle and become its slave … After some analysis, Klein summoned the Unshadowed Crucifix. With the gray fog's pressure, he inserted it into the bottle's mouth.
"You devil!" The voice in the bottle screamed before it was blocked by the gray fog.
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