After some thought, Klein decided to go home first to confirm something.
Furthermore, he believed that if the Misfortune Cloth Puppet's actions last night weren't to let him see the pattern on the paper, then the Captain and the others would definitely find some clues during their subsequent investigations. It wouldn't affect the overall situation even if he didn't report it.
Otherwise, it would be worth considering.
This was what Klein wanted to confirm next.
He took the trackless carriage back to Daffodil Street. When he returned home, his brother, Baansen, and sister, Melissa, were still asleep. The living room was dark and quiet.
Klein boiled a pot of water, threw some tea leaves, and ate a piece of oatmeal bread. Then, he took his coat, hat, and cane to the stairs.
He subconsciously lightened his footsteps so as not to make any obvious noise.
Just as he reached the second floor, he saw the bathroom door suddenly open. Melissa, who was wearing an old dress, came out with a sleepy look.
"You're back …" Melissa rubbed her eyes in a daze.
Klein covered his mouth and yawned.
"Yes, I need a beautiful dream. Don't wake me up before lunch."
Melissa hummed in acknowledgment. Suddenly, she recalled something and said, "That's right.
"Baansen and I are going to Saint Selena Cathedral in the morning to pray and participate in Mass. Lunch might be a little late."
As a not-so-devout believer of the Evernight Goddess, she and Baansen went to the cathedral once every two weeks. As for Klein, who was a Nighthawk, he hadn't entered the cathedral other than the time he was followed by the members of the Secret Order.
No, I'm in the cathedral every day. It's just that it's underground … Klein subconsciously defended himself.
He was very worried that the Goddess would abandon him, a false believer. If he didn't get a response from the ritualistic magic at the critical moment, it would be a huge joke …
But thinking about Old Neil, the Goddess was quite tolerant of the Nighthawks. Yes, that's right! Klein encouraged himself.
These thoughts flashed past his mind. He looked at Melissa and nodded with a smile.
"No problem. I can sleep longer."
Walking past Melissa, he entered his bedroom and locked the door.
Then, he braced himself, took out the ritual dagger, and created a sealed wall of spirituality.
Then, Klein took four steps counterclockwise and silently recited an incantation. He resisted the frenzied screams and went above the gray fog.
In this illusory and boundless World, he was the only living creature, sitting upright on the ancient mottled bronze table.
After a few seconds of silence, Klein conjured a goatskin parchment and wrote a divination incantation.
"The pattern that the Misfortune Cloth Puppet displayed."
At that moment last night, although Klein had clearly seen the mysterious picture on the piece of paper, he could only vaguely remember it due to his nervousness and haste. He was unable to recall the exact details, but that wasn't a problem. For a Seer, as long as he had seen it and remembered it, he could reproduce it!
According to mysticism theory, spirituality would remember everything it saw. As long as it was done in the right way, it could reproduce the scene at a particular moment.
On this point, Klein even believed that Spirit Medium Daly's description of Psychological Alchemy made sense. A human's memory was just an island exposed on the surface of the sea. It couldn't hold too much, so most of the information that spirituality remembered became subconscious, becoming the main body of the island underwater.
And spirituality itself, even if it wasn't the entire ocean, it included all the sea around the island.
After silently reciting the divination incantation, Klein leaned back and entered sleep through Cogitation.
In the blurry, distorted, and fragmented World, he once again saw Chanis Gate open and heard a heavy grinding sound.
The puppet in the classic black regal dress stuck close to the half-opened door and unfolded the paper in its hand.
There were many mysterious symbols on the paper, and together, they formed a vertical eye.
Klein looked deeply at the picture and voluntarily exited the dream. Then, using the uniqueness of the world above the gray fog, he expressed the memories that had yet to fade.
On the brown goatskin, the vertical eye "looked" upwards, looking sinister and mysterious.
Klein thought for a moment and wrote below the eye:
"This is the key to the treasure left behind by the Antigonus family."
Putting down the fountain pen, he untied the silver chain in his sleeve and held it with his left hand until the topaz dangled steadily above the divination statement and the mysterious vertical eye. There was no longer any obvious shaking.
Klein closed his eyes and calmly recited the statement.
After seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the topaz pendant was spinning clockwise with the silver chain.
And this represented confirmation in spirit dowsing.
"The vertical eye picture is really the key to the treasure left behind by the Antigonus family …" Klein nodded slightly as though he was in thought.
He rapped the edge of the long bronze table with his fingers and muttered to himself.
"Because of Ray Bieber's death, the Antigonus family's descendants were severed. Therefore, that notebook views me, a Seer who came into contact with it and is still alive, as its inheritor?
"It influenced 3-0625 to leave behind the key to the treasure so that it could show me during my shift at Chanis Gate?"
"There's no problem with this logic, but it still doesn't convince me."
"How does that notebook confirm that the Antigonus family's descendants are extinct?"
"And I'm a completely unrelated person … If I had the Antigonus family's bloodline, the original owner wouldn't have committed suicide in the first place."
"Hmm, it doesn't matter if I tell Captain and the others about this. I'll do some more research."
Following that, Klein divined the location of the Antigonus family's treasure, but without a doubt, he did not obtain any detailed information. The only thing he could be sure of was that, just as Sirius had guessed in his letter to Mr. Z, the treasure was related to the main peak of the Hornacis mountain range and the ancient Nation of the Evernight.
After divining these matters, Klein discovered that the crimson star with the prayers had produced a weak fluctuation again.
He touched the illusory star in response to the prayers and once again saw the brownish-haired youth dressed in unique black tight-fitting clothes.
The youth was still kneeling on the ground, still facing the crystal ball of pure water as he continued muttering something.
At this moment, Klein, who had specially learned a little bit of Dragonese, finally managed to understand one of the words.
"Praying … to save … Father and Mother."
It's really Dragonese … Which place still uses Dragonese? This is an antique that's thousands of years old … Unfortunately, this mysterious ruler above the gray fog is just an empty shell. I don't have the ability to save them even if I wanted to … Klein shook his head and sighed. He decided to observe for a while longer.
I'll think about it after I master enough Dragonese and understand what happened to his father and mother … Klein retracted his spirituality, wrapped it around his body, and plummeted.
Returning to his bedroom, he removed the wall of spirituality, changed into old but comfortable clothes, lay on the bed, and began to catch up on sleep.
Klein slept until 12: 30 pm until Melissa, who had prepared lunch, knocked on the door.
After a sumptuous lunch, he saw Melissa pick up the gauze hat that matched her new dress and looked like she was going out.
"What else do you have to do in the afternoon?" Klein asked in confusion.
Sitting on the sofa, Baansen, who was studying a grammar book with a frown, helped to answer without raising his head.
"Mrs. Shaud, who lives next door, told Melissa that there will be a lecture on family issues at the Municipal Hall in the afternoon. Melissa plans to attend and learn how to deal with daily family issues."
Melissa nodded.
"I asked Selena and Elizabeth to accompany me."
"That's right. I hope that the lecturer will tell you that a family like ours needs to hire at least one maidservant," Klein said with a smile.
Seeing that Melissa was about to retort, he immediately added,
"We need to invest our limited time into more valuable things."
Melissa was taken aback. After a long while, she pursed her lips, put on her gauze hat, and left.
…
At two in the afternoon, Klein appeared at the Blackthorn Security Company again.
"Didn't you go back to rest?" Roshan and Dunn Smith, who happened to be in the reception hall, asked at the same time.
Klein smiled.
"I was planning on going to the Divination Club, but I couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night, so I came over first. Did the Holy Cathedral reply?"
Dunn glanced at Roshan, turned around in silence, walked to the partition, and walked into his office.
Rozanne made a face at his back and whispered fiercely, "Don't worry.
"Seriously, Captain …"
Well done! Klein praised inwardly as he held back his laughter and followed Dunn into his office.
Seeing the door close, Dunn took a whiff of his pipe and said,
"The Holy Cathedral has already confirmed that it's a problem with the Antigonus family's notebook. Furthermore, it has been reclassified as a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. Unfortunately, you won't have the clearance to read it."
Grade 1, Highly Dangerous. Only people at the level of bishops and Nighthawk team captains and above would know the exact situation? In other words, even the leader wouldn't be able to figure out what was going on … It's highly dangerous, no wonder … Klein felt a little regretful, but he also felt a lot more relaxed.
Dunn glanced at him and continued,
"The Holy Cathedral also asked us to investigate if there were any items behind Chanis Gate that were infected by the notebook. After confirmation, only 3-0625 was abnormal. We have already changed its seal."
"Anything else?" Klein asked, pretending to be curious.
Dunn shook his head.
"No."
Klein nodded thoughtfully and didn't continue the topic. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he bade farewell and headed to the Divination Club to continue his digestion journey.
…
In the Municipal Hall.
The three good friends, Melissa, Selena, and Elizabeth, sat near the door, waiting for the lecture to begin.
"If she doesn't do well, we'll sneak out," Selena suggested excitedly.
Elizabeth immediately agreed.
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