After folding the letter, Klein took out the copper whistle, brought it to his mouth, and blew hard.
Silently, he saw illusory white bones on the desk being thrown out one by one, turning into a fountain and forming a huge monster. It was still nearly four meters tall and was still covered in a faint light. Its head was still sticking out of the roof, and it didn't seem any different from before.
Klein flicked his wrist and threw the letter up. He saw the skeleton monster grab it firmly.
He blew the copper whistle again and watched as the messenger disintegrated into illusory white bones. One by one, they fell like rain and disappeared from the surface of the desk.
After doing all this, Klein calmed down a lot, but he didn't stop trying. He moved his chair back, stood up, and took four steps counterclockwise before going above the gray fog.
The majestic palace and the ancient mottled long table reflected in his eyes, as though they hadn't changed for thousands of years.
Klein sat on the high-back chair belonging to The Fool and silently removed the spirit pendulum from his left wrist, conjuring a yellowish-brown goatskin and a fountain pen.
He wanted to divine Captain's situation that night!
After some thought, Klein wrote the first divination statement:
"Dunn Smith's abnormality will put me in danger."
In mysticism, divination that involved one's own safety was the hardest to be disrupted by external forces. It was an instinct of one's spirituality.
In other words, as long as there wasn't a particularly strong interference, Klein could obtain a relatively accurate result when it came to divination that involved one's own safety.
This was also the reason why he had divined for danger for the mission despite knowing that Madam Sharon had the ability to interfere with divination. He knew very well that Madam Sharon wasn't strong enough to affect such divination.
And now, in order to determine Captain Dunn Smith's situation, he decided to eliminate all interference and do a divination above the gray fog.
Holding the spirit pendulum in his left hand, Klein silently recited the divination statement seven times, closed his eyes, and entered a state of Cogitation.
After stabilizing himself for a few seconds, he opened his eyes. His darkened eyes had returned to normal.
He looked at the topaz pendant, and his heart gradually sank. This was because the spirit pendulum was spinning clockwise. It wasn't small, nor was it slow.
This meant that the answer was yes.
This meant that Dunn Smith's abnormality would put him in danger!
And the danger was not low!
Closing his eyes, Klein "erased" the previous content and wrote a new divination statement.
"The reason for Dunn Smith's abnormality."
He put away the topaz pendant and leaned back in his chair. As he silently recited the divination statement, he used Cogitation to enter a dream.
In that hazy Illusory World, he could not see or discover anything. Apart from the haze, there was more haze.
"This means that there isn't enough information, and the divination failed …" Klein opened his eyes and looked at the goatskin on the long bronze table as he muttered bitterly and helplessly.
Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of exhaustion. He knew that this was the result of the intense battle, the continuous use of rituals, and the repeated divination.
Enveloping himself with spirituality, Klein fell into the gray fog and returned to the real World.
He had a few nightmares that night. The end of the dream was either Kenley vomiting out his innards or Dunn Smith with dark red blood around his mouth.
…
The next morning, Klein, who was about to be on duty at Chanis Gate, arrived at the Blackthorn Security Company early.
At this time, Roshan, Mrs. Orianna, and the other clerks had yet to come to work. Klein passed through the partition and looked at the open door. He saw Dunn Smith in the Captain's office.
Dunn had taken off his coat. He was only wearing a white shirt and a black vest. He sat in his seat, holding a cup of coffee in his hand as he stared blankly at the wall in front of him.
His hair was slightly dry, and his gray eyes were dim. His chiseled face was clearly haggard.
Even for a Captain who had experienced many similar things, losing two teammates in a row in such a short period of time was unbearable … Klein's heart ached as the shattered mirror surfaced in his mind. He saw Dunn's half-sprawled body and blood-stained face.
Klein clenched his teeth, turned his head, and looked to the side.
Ten seconds later, he controlled his expression and knocked on the Captain's office door.
Dong, dong, dong.
Dunn put down the coffee cup, and his gray eyes became deep again.
He took a silent breath and said,
"I have already reported this matter to the Holy Cathedral, and they have also given a preliminary reply."
"The Church will compensate Kenley's family with 3,000 pounds, and the police department will give 1,000 pounds as compensation …"
That's a total of 4,000 pounds. To most middle-class people, that's an amount of wealth they wouldn't be able to accumulate in their entire lives … Kenley's weekly salary is seven pounds, and his annual salary is 364 pounds. With bonuses and additional income, it'll be at least 380 pounds. 4,000 pounds is equivalent to ten years of his income … With such wealth, he'll be able to earn at least 200 pounds a year. It can barely make up for the damage Kenley's death caused to his family … Although money can't replace feelings or Kenley, this is the only effective method at the moment … Many thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, but he finally sighed.
"There's only so much we can do."
The Church of the Evernight Goddess was very conscientious in this aspect.
Dunn tugged at his collar and said in a low voice,
"Go underground and swap places with Royale."
"Alright." Klein nodded slightly.
He turned around and walked towards the door. He heard the captain add something that sounded like he was talking to himself.
He heard the Captain add as though he was talking to himself, "We'll send Kenley home later …"
Send Kenley home … How will his father, mother, siblings, and fiancée react … Klein's heart tightened. He was actually glad that he didn't have to face that kind of sadness.
He knew that he was trying to avoid it, but he was really afraid of seeing Kenley's parents' grief-stricken eyes and his fiancée's soulless expression. He was afraid to see their resentful expressions, and he was afraid to hear their sobs.
He quickened his steps and arrived in front of Chanis Gate. He silently completed the handover with Royale.
He sat in the duty room, occasionally taking out his silver pocket watch and watching the time pass.
After an unknown period of time, Klein suddenly heard a series of illusory voices.
He glanced at the four black dots on the back of his hand and knew that Justice, The Hanging Man, or The Sun were praying to him.
But he couldn't respond in time. All he could do was endure until the notification ended, until he received another prayer, and until he returned home the next morning.
Just as he took out his keys to open the door, Klein saw Bella wiping the dining table. His sister, Melissa, and brother, Baansen, were walking down the stairs in their outdoor attire.
"Didn't you just attend Mass last week?" Klein asked curiously.
Baansen smiled.
"I can understand the memories of someone who hasn't slept the entire night."
"Ah?" Klein was even more confused.
"Today is the first day of tickets for The Return of the Count," Melissa explained.
Klein smacked his forehead and took off his hat.
"I've been too busy recently and forgot about it."
Especially these three days … he added with a sigh.
Melissa looked at him with concern and said, "Your breakfast is in the kitchen.
Go to bed after eating. Baansen and I were thinking that since we're going out, we might as well go to Saint Selena Cathedral to attend Mass. "
"Alright." Klein waved goodbye to his brother and sister. After a simple breakfast, he returned to his bedroom.
After finishing his preparations, he took four steps counterclockwise and went above the gray fog. He saw the crimson stars corresponding to Justice and The Hanging Man expanding and contracting in an illusory manner.
Stretching out his right hand, he emanated his spirituality. A blurry scene appeared before Klein's eyes as he heard Miss Justice's prayer.
…
"I pray that you will listen to me."
"Because of the Zillinges incident, my father hired a Beyonder to protect me, and there's also surveillance in the dark that I don't know about. It wasn't easy for me to find an opportunity to pray to you. I wish to apply for leave for next week's gathering. I believe that all of this will soon fade away."
Klein subconsciously glanced at the blurry scene and saw the fog, the giant bathtub that seemed to be rippling with water, and Miss Justice wrapped in a towel.
He retracted his gaze and began listening to The Hanging Man's prayer.
The other party's description was different from Justice's, but they were praying for the same thing. He also wanted to apply for leave due to the lingering effects of the Zillinges incident.
Klein nodded slightly and responded to their prayers.
"Got it."
Right on the heels of that, he sent a thought to the crimson star corresponding to The Sun.
"The upcoming gathering is temporarily canceled."
…
City of Silver.
Derrick Berg was listening to instructions on the training grounds. The sky above his head was still dark, and from time to time, a bolt of lightning would flash across to illuminate everything.
Suddenly, his vision blurred. He saw the thick fog, the ancient palace that looked like a giant's residence, and Mr. Fool sitting high in the depths of the gray fog.
"The upcoming gathering is temporarily canceled."
The voice was still echoing, but everything in front of Derrick had returned to normal.
He wasn't surprised by this miracle, because Mr. Fool would give him such a reminder before every gathering.
Derrick subconsciously looked up at the woman in front of him. She was a member of the City of Silver's six-member council, Shepherd Lovia.
This terrifying expert's expression was constantly changing between a smile and a callous one. He also told every youth present that they would join the patrol team to clear out the darkness monsters nearby. This was no longer a training mission.
Elder Lovia didn't notice anything abnormal … Her condition is getting stranger and stranger. Is it because the soul she Grazed has an evil spirit that's equivalent to a High-Sequence Beyonder? Derrick's thoughts wandered.
…
Klein returned to his bedroom, lay down on the bed, and quickly fell asleep. He dreamed of what had happened over the past few days.
Suddenly, he felt someone shake him, and he woke up.
Opening his eyes, Klein saw a giant skeletal hand.
The giant hand paused for a moment, threw the letter it was holding onto the bed, and then disappeared.
Mr. Aztec's reply … Enlightened, Klein picked up the letter.
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