Klein didn't look at Baansen and Melissa because he was already implicated at a very high level. Approaching his brother and sister would only bring disaster to them. To existences who weren't aware of Klein's original identity, such actions would help "Them" understand the relationship between Baansen, Melissa, and Klein. To existences who knew of Klein's past experiences, this would allow "Them" to confirm one thing — that Klein still maintained his humanity and still cared about his family.
Therefore, distancing himself from Baansen and Melissa was the best way to protect them.
Of course. Klein had long learned of his brother and sister's situation through Miss Justice.
Baansen had showcased his experience and slyness in the Ministry of Finance during the war. He had been promoted several times and had already become the deputy director of the Fifth Division. His annual salary had reached 300 pounds.
Melissa was favored by her mentor, Portland Moment, who gave her a chance to become a Beyonder. The chancellor of Baekeland University of Technology was a believer of the God of Steam and Machinery. He had long stepped into the Beyonder pathway, and he was currently a Sequence 7 Appraiser. He hoped that Melissa would become a Sequence 9 Savant so that she could better learn knowledge and improve her memory. This would lay a good foundation for her future development in the field of machinery.
This was Melissa's secret, but it couldn't be hidden from a demigod-level Spectator. Furthermore, Audrey had told Klein that Melissa was inclined to agree and would make a decision in the next few days.
Regarding this matter, Klein's attitude was tacit. On the one hand, the spiritual perception of the Savant pathway was rather limited. It was unlikely that Melissa would hear anything she shouldn't hear or see anything she shouldn't see. On the other hand, with the apocalypse approaching, the possibility of Low-Sequence potions causing madness was further reduced. Furthermore, there was him, a Miracle Invoker, to help reduce the risk of losing control.
To a machinery enthusiast, a Sequence 9 Savant is enough … Momont's attitude is the same. He doesn't wish for a believer of the Evernight Goddess to obtain too many potions from the Church of Steam and Steam …
Yes, the apocalypse is approaching day by day, and the invisible barrier is becoming weaker. The Outer Deities' corruption of this World will become more and more obvious. The chances of ordinary people encountering Beyonder events will definitely increase. From this point of view, it's also a good thing for Melissa to become a Beyonder. If she can successfully advance to Sequence 6 Artisan, which is also a Mechanical Expert, she can both fulfill her dream and protect herself and Baansen …
I'll get Miss Justice to find an opportunity to teach the acting method to Melissa without leaving a trace. How much she can grow in the future will be up to her. At most, I can give her some good luck. Uh, formulas, ingredients … I'm really like a worried brother. Heh, I'm like that to begin with … Does this count as fulfilling a "wish" in a certain sense?
Wait, Melissa definitely has the wish to revive Klein. If I were to directly walk in front of her now, will I receive enough feedback?
… Forget it. This will bring a devastating disaster to her and Baansen … Klein shook his head and stopped himself from finding excuses.
He pressed down on his top hat and turned into a nearby hotel. He took out a gold pound and got a room.
The gold pound was real. It was an item that Klein had brought back to the real world some time ago.
In the previous war, Klein had donated 14800 pounds in cash, gold bars worth 14200 pounds before the war, and nearly twenty high-quality gems through Miss Justice. Currently, apart from the strange items in the junk pile, he only had 39 Rouen gold coins and ten high-quality gems left on him.
Looking at the soli and pence that the hotel owner had returned, Klein put them away, entered the room, and walked to the full-body mirror.
Right on the heels of that, he took out a pen and paper and drew the incantation to summon Arrodes.
Time ticked by, but nothing abnormal happened in the room.
The full-body mirror remained silent.
After a few seconds, Klein chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and took out a gold coin from his pocket.
…
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A steam locomotive spewing thick smoke sped along the tracks, heading west of the continent.
The disheveled Ikanser and a Machinery Hivemind member stood in a carriage, staring intently at the metal cage in front of them.
On the cage, metal spikes extended outwards in a threatening manner, shimmering with a faint glow.
"Deacon, are you still planning on returning to Rouen after going to Intis?" The Machinery Hivemind member, who looked like a typical Rouen person, couldn't help but ask as he looked out the window at the plains that were rapidly passing by.
After the war ended, the Church of Steam, which was on the wrong side, had no choice but to swallow the bitter pill of defeat. They had to transfer all Beyonders at the demigod level and above and Sealed Artifacts above Grade 2 out of Rouen within the time limit set by the Churches of Evernight and Storm.
In other words, they had lost their original status and could only preach in Rouen like the Church of Earth and maintain a small number of churches.
If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people who believed in the God of Steam and Machinery, and some of them were key figures in the post-war reconstruction, the Church of Steam and Machinery might not have been able to retain such treatment.
Similarly, a small number of cathedrals only needed a small number of Machinery Hivemind members. Most of the Beyonders of the Church of Steam in Rouen had to migrate to Intis.
Ikanser was silent for a few seconds.
"I have to listen to the arrangements of the archbishops, but I will take the initiative to apply to return to Rouen. This is where my childhood, adolescence, and youth are. There are too many memories that I cannot let go of …"
As he spoke, he looked into the distance and seemed to see the Capital of Myriad Capitals again.
At this moment, the metal cage that was covered with spikes suddenly shook.
Bolts of silver-white lightning appeared out of thin air and fell one after another. They were all absorbed by the metal cage and flowed to the ground outside the steam locomotive through a few rubber wires, leaving behind a trail of sparks. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The metal cage seemed to have an invisible hand slapping at it, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break the barrier.
"The magic mirror's reaction is very intense … It's always been very quiet," the Machinery Hivemind member who had just asked the question said in puzzlement.
Amidst the banging sounds, Ikanser subconsciously touched his hair.
"That's not the case. It will sometimes show its crazy side. If not for what happened, we would still treat it as a Grade 2 Sealed Artifact."
"Is that so? Heh heh, I've never come into contact with it before. I thought the magic mirror didn't want to leave Baekeland," the Machinery Hivemind member joked.
Pa!
Bolts of lightning struck down and were sucked away by the metal cage.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The slapping sounds gradually lengthened, as if it was making its final and most powerless wail.
Ikanser took out a slightly old and exquisite pocket watch and opened it to take a look.
"It only lasted for two minutes. It's much better than this morning."
The Machinery Hivemind member who had just been transferred over was about to ask when he suddenly heard the slapping sounds stop abruptly, as if it had been affected by some irresistible factor.
"Is this the style of the magic mirror?" he asked.
Ikanser frowned slightly.
"Not really.
"Normally speaking, it would last for twenty to thirty seconds without any strength.
"There seems to be a problem …"
"Deacon, don't worry. There's a real important figure on the train, an important figure above the archbishops." The Machinery Hivemind member beside him comforted him indifferently.
There were too many dangerous Sealed Artifacts on this steam locomotive. If there weren't any powerful people watching over it, problems would definitely arise.
Ikanser nodded, indicating that he wasn't worried.
On a rural road more than ten kilometers away from the steam locomotive, Klein was sitting in the carriage he had summoned. In front of him was a mirror.
Just as he finished outlining the symbol that was a mixture of concealment and prying, the mirror rippled as golden Rouen words appeared one after another.
"Exalted Master, you're finally here! Your humble, loyal, and pitiful servant, Arrodes, misses you so much! "
Eh … Klein couldn't accept this enthusiasm as he indiscernibly shrank back.
If Arrodes's previous fawning still maintained a trace of dignity, then it was now completely fawning. It even made Klein notice a hint of sobbing.
"The frequency of scandals in Trier far exceeds that in Baekeland. This should be a place you like," Klein teased Arrodes with a smile.
"Because you don't wish to go to Trier, Master." The golden words on the surface of the mirror receded and turned pale silver.
Klein secretly tsked.
"I have some things to ask you."
"Feel free to ask," Arrodes replied rather humbly.
"Do you know who Earth Mother is?" Klein went straight to the point.
The mirror suddenly became dark and gloomy, and the pale silver words were dyed pale.
"I don't know … But during the war of gods, I heard a voice emitting from the Tenebrous Heaven. 'She' was shouting a name … Th-that's the true name of the Sanguine Ancestor."
This magic mirror didn't dare to directly reveal the name Lilith.
Lilith? It's actually Lilith … Klein was astonished and felt that many of his questions had been answered.
Then, he thought of The Moon Emlyn.
This vampire had gone in circles and conquered the world by himself, but in the end, he didn't change his faith.
If Emlyn had Anderson's personality, he'd definitely say to the Sanguine's Grand Dukes and Marquises, "Yo, all of you are here to believe in Earth Mother as well …" As Klein imagined the amusing scene, he said to Arrodes, "It's your turn to ask."
"Supreme Master, continue asking. I'll ask the last question."
"Supreme Master, continue asking. I'll be the last to ask." The pale words regained their pale silver luster.
Klein thought for a moment.
"What's the situation like now? For example, the situation in Feysac. "
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