As he had experience, Klein placed himself in the shoes of the Dark Demonic Wolf.
Usually, he would turn off the automatic response to prayers to prevent the enemy from using the feedback to establish a connection and lock onto his location.
Under this premise, when faced with the sudden appearance of an unfamiliar prayer, there was no doubt that he would rely on the corresponding point of light to observe who the other party was and obtain more information so as to make preparations for what might happen in the future.
If the person chanting the honorific name was a familiar and powerful existence like Amon, it would be best to immediately extinguish the prayer point of light. However, if the other party was a stranger, under such a situation of absolute safety, it was highly likely that any rational creature would do something like long-term monitoring to understand the exact situation and determine if there was a need to counterattack. At the very least, that was what Klein would do.
The essence of this matter was that a non-Mythical Creature would be marked by a high-level existence. They could die an extremely tragic death for no reason at any time. To a prayer, this was equivalent to suicide or even more terrifying. To the Dark Demonic Wolf, there were only benefits and no disadvantages.
In the beginning, the suspicious Dark Demonic Wolf would definitely suspect that there was a conspiracy. It wouldn't dare to rashly establish a connection and influence Klein from afar. However, with the passage of time and a deeper observation, it would confirm that the other party was a weakling who wasn't even at the level of an angel with the aura of Sefirah Castle. Furthermore, "He" hadn't made sufficient preparations. "He" would definitely find an opportunity to attack from afar through the marked prayer point of light when Klein was least prepared.
This matched the advantage that Klein had previously concluded — "I'm very weak."
The only problem with this plan was that the initiative was completely in the hands of the Dark Demonic Wolf. Everything about Klein was being monitored, so there was no way for him to make any preparations. Once the other party really tried to influence him, he wouldn't be able to retaliate at all. There was no reason for him to be spared.
Phew, by doing this, I'll successfully fish out the prey, but the hunter will die as a result … It's meaningless … But if I don't place myself in such a passive position, I really wouldn't be able to fish out an angel of the Seer pathway. I wouldn't be able to fish out such a suspicious demonic wolf … This can't be replaced by a marionette or someone else … If only I can grasp the fact that the Dark Demonic Wolf doesn't dare to rashly attack from afar due to its paranoia. It will only choose to monitor and observe for the time being … Klein's mind raced as he searched for an opportunity from the impossible.
In this regard, he could only sigh inwardly, feeling regretful that he wasn't an angel of the Spectator pathway.
According to his guess, angels of the Spectator pathway would more or less have the Beyonder characteristic of "the more others understand you, the more you understand them." When the Dark Demonic Wolf used the prayer light to closely monitor and carefully observe an angel of the Spectator pathway, "His" location would undoubtedly be exposed to "Him."
Unfortunately, I'm not … Furthermore, a Sequence 2 of the Spectator pathway might not be able to do it. I can only be certain that a Sequence 1 has such a trait … Summoning 0-08 from the fog of history? That won't do. Ignoring the problem of not being able to summon that pen without Rosell's Travels, even if I successfully create a projection, the pen is a pen, and I am me. The Dark Demonic Wolf's understanding of my situation won't allow 0-08 to attempt to grasp it in reverse. Also, I can only use it for a short two minutes at a time. There's no time to sense anything … This can be used as a supplement to the plan. I can write down the development I want ahead of time, making the Dark Demonic Wolf's "choice" reasonable and eliminate any uncertainties … Klein considered many things, but he ultimately failed to find a suitable way to trap it.
Apart from regretting that he wasn't a Sequence 1 angel of the Spectator pathway, he could also associate it with the cosmos.
The cosmos that would be corrupted just because of understanding it!
If I had the essence of the cosmos, then after the Dark Demonic Wolf monitors me through the prayer point of light, "He" would've been corrupted due to understanding it, allowing me to lock onto "His" location. However, the essence of the cosmos is higher than that of an angel. How can I have it … I keep feeling like I've forgotten something … Klein made The World's German Sparrow shake his head indiscernibly.
He surveyed the area and said, "There's no need to discuss the answer now. We can use the appropriate method to communicate with the appropriate people when we return."
He focused his attention on Leonard and Cattleya, hoping that they could obtain suggestions from more experienced existences like Pallez Zoroast and Queen Mystic Bernadette.
As for himself, he would use the Historical Void projection to return to Baekeland and consult Miss Messenger, Will Auceptin, and Arianna.
This is what it means to seek the opinions of angels or quasi-angels before making a major decision … Klein lampooned his actions inwardly.
When Leonard and Cattleya heard that, they nodded in unison.
"Alright."
Following that, the Tarot members discussed the situation of the various battlefields until it ended.
…
After returning to the real World, Leonard, who was resting in the basement of Saint Samuel Cathedral, suppressed his voice and described the main points of Klein's problem.
Finally, he said, "Old Man, what suggestions do you have?"
"He wants to obtain the Miracle Invoker Beyonder characteristic left behind in the Forsaken Land of the Gods …" Pallez Zoroast was first enlightened before he chuckled. "Tell your former colleague that he can't resolve this matter himself. I only have one suggestion — to seek help from The Fool!"
Leonard knew Old Man's character very well, so he hurriedly asked,
He hurriedly asked, "Is that really the only suggestion?"
Pallez Zoroast grunted and said, "That's a Mythical Creature that even Amon failed to capture.
"That's a Mythical Creature that even Amon hasn't been able to capture. We can only rely on The Fool's help."
Only then did Leonard nod and sigh.
"From the looks of it, that's the only way …"
…
Two days later, two minutes before the agreed meeting time between Emlyn and Marić.
Magicians Fors was nestled in a reclining chair by the fireplace as she listened to the commotion on the second floor. She cast her gaze at her good friend, Xio.
"If the war continues, Baekeland will definitely suffer more attacks. Are you really not going to evacuate your mother and brother to the surrounding villages?"
Xio's short, pale yellow hair was parted asymmetrically and combed neatly. Compared to last year, she looked more serious and had the bearing of an adjudicator. She was like a high-ranking knight leading a squad of knights.
She said hesitantly, "The surrounding villages have reached their limits.
"The population of the surrounding villages has reached its limit, and I can still get enough food from MI9."
Having said that, she paused for a moment.
"If the flames of war really reach Baekeland, bring them on a 'Trip' to Intis, Feynapotter …"
"It seems like that's the only way …" Fors was just about to mention her trip to Intis a few days ago to purchase food when she suddenly heard her alarm ring.
She jolted and suddenly sat up straight. She reached out her right hand, which was wearing a red string, and grabbed at the void.
Her arm sank as she pulled out the bespectacled German Sparrow, who was wearing a silk top hat, a black trench coat, and no glasses.
The cold adventurer's eyes darted around as he gained consciousness, reducing the expenditure of Miss Magicians's spirituality.
As he nodded slightly, he made the glove on his left hand quickly turn transparent.
In less than a second, German Sparrow "Teleported" away, disappearing from the apartment that Fors and Xio rented.
"…" Fors was taken aback. After a while, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she turned to Xio and said, "I think I'm just a tool …"
…
The sky was already dark, but the gas lamps along the streets weren't lit. Only the crimson moon illuminated the entire city.
Klein arrived at the agreed location and looked around. His gaze paused for a few seconds on the abnormally deserted streets, the burn marks on the walls, and the collapsed houses not far away.
Just from what he saw, Baekeland was desolate, dilapidated, and filled with the smell of gunpowder.
At this moment, Emlyn White walked out of an alley and nodded at the crazy adventurer.
According to the other party's instructions, he didn't say a word or bow to prevent wasting precious time. He directly led German Sparrow to a nearby house and rhythmically knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door automatically opened, revealing a dark environment that was shrouded in faint moonlight.
The moment Emlyn and Klein stepped in, they saw Marić, who was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, appear on the sofa. And the door behind them seemed to have a life of its own as it slammed shut.
Glancing at Marić, Emlyn smiled and pointed at Klein.
"This is my partner, Mr. German Sparrow."
Just as he said that, he suddenly realized that the way Marić looked at him had turned even odder, as though he was examining a fool.
"Long time no see." Marić immediately stood up, pressed his hand to his chest, and bowed at Sherlock Moriarty.
Since the other party didn't appear in the form of Sherlock Moriarty, he definitely wouldn't take the initiative to mention such matters.
"Long time no see." Klein took off his hat and surveyed the area. "Miss Sharon, please come out and discuss with us. I have limited time."
As he spoke, he took out the silver adventurer's harmonica and blew into it.
A figure wearing a dark and complicated long dress walked out of the void with four blonde, red-eyed heads in hand.
The messenger summoned using the historical projection of the harmonica was an objective existence. It wouldn't increase the spirituality burden of Magicians Fors.
At the same time, Marić nodded.
"Alright."
He cast his gaze at the high stool on the other side of the room.
Emlyn looked at the Wraith with a blank expression before looking at German Sparrow and the spirit world creature he had summoned. For some baffling reason, he felt as though he was being ostracized and shouldn't be here.
And on the high stool, a figure quickly outlined itself. Her skin was as white as a doll's, and she wore an exquisite black regal dress. She wore a small bonnet of the same color. Her blonde hair and blue eyes were rather pale.
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