In the sitting room, Countess Catelyn sat on a sofa. The butler, the assistant butler, and the steward stood before her.
She was methodical and orderly, giving instructions on the various matters of tonight's banquet until her daughter, Audrey, came to her side.
"Mom, I have something to tell you." Audrey's gaze swept over the other people in the room.
On the way to the living room, she felt the ground tremble slightly, but she didn't notice anything unusual.
The countess looked around and nodded slightly.
"Come in later."
The living room quickly became quiet. Even the golden retriever, Susie, was sent out of the room by Audrey's gaze.
"You should be by my side more often and learn how to deal with things. Although there is no lack of such content in your family lessons, how to effectively integrate them with practical matters is still a profound subject." The countess, who looked like she was in her early thirties, smiled and said, "Alright, my little angel, what's the matter?"
Audrey wanted to show the elegant smile that she had practiced repeatedly in etiquette class, but she found that she was too nervous to lift the corners of her mouth.
She pursed her dry lips and said directly, "Don't worry.
"Mom, I have something to hide from you."
"Hmm?" The countess tilted her head slightly, waiting for further explanation.
Audrey's words paused for a moment before they became smooth.
"I'm already … I'm already a Beyonder, a person with miraculous powers. I became one through consuming potions."
The blonde Countess Caitlyn raised her eyebrows slightly and replied without any surprise, "Yes.
"I know.
"Your father and I both know."
"Huh?" Audrey didn't know how to continue.
The countess covered her mouth and giggled.
"You've taken so many magical ingredients from the treasury. Do you naively think that your father and I didn't notice it?
"By your father's side, in this villa, and in the family's territory, there are quite a number of Beyonders. They are either hired or dispatched by the Church of the Goddess, or they are members of the Hall family. His Majesty has tacitly approved of these matters, and we have also tacitly approved of your little adventure. Sigh, you will eventually grow up and mature. Your father and I won't be able to protect you forever. There will always be a time when you need to face certain matters alone. Having additional magical powers to aid you can make your trump cards even better.
"Yes, according to what I know, the initial stages shouldn't be that dangerous. Advancing will take a year, two years, or even three years. Therefore, your father and I aren't in a rush. We plan on waiting for you to officially become an adult before giving you a few warnings, allowing you to stay in your current position."
No, Mom, your common sense is wrong. You don't know of the existence of the acting method. If I gather all the ingredients, I can become a Sequence 7 Psychiatrist before the new year … Besides, I don't want to stop. The death of the Duke Of Negan made me realize that this World isn't as stable and calm as I thought it was. I want to have the strength to protect you at critical moments …
Mr. Fool is gradually reviving, and evil gods are attempting to descend one after another. Although I'm still immature and lack the necessary knowledge, I can still sense the indescribable danger lurking in these matters … Audrey had always known that the Beyonder ingredients she had taken from the treasury were an unavoidable problem, but she was lucky enough to believe that her parents didn't know the exact effects of those items. At most, they would suspect that she was sinking deeper into the circle of mysticism enthusiasts.
After removing the burden from her heart, she avoided her mother's exhortations and said, "Mom, I later joined a secret organization.
"Mom, I later joined a secret organization. It's more academic and doesn't worship Evil Gods. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you its name and details. I've already made a vow."
Without waiting for the Countess to ask, she cut to the chase.
"I received news today that the commoner girl that Prince Edessak fell in love with is a Demoness. I don't know what they're plotting."
There was actually no need for a connection between her two sentences. The former referred to Psychological Alchemy, while the latter information came from Tarot, Mr. Fool.
Through this arrangement of words, every word she said was true and could be confirmed through divination, but it made people believe that her information came from the secret organization Psychological Alchemy.
The smile on Caitlyn's face gradually disappeared as she solemnly asked,
"Demoness?"
She didn't know much about the mysterious World, but just the term made her feel evil and uneasy.
Audrey quickly nodded.
"Yes, a Demoness of Pleasure."
"And what makes me even more afraid is that her name is Trissy Cheek."
"What's wrong with that?" the Countess asked in puzzlement.
"A member of that organization has seen the name Cheek in an ancient book." Audrey told the lie she had just fabricated. Be it her tone, words, expression, or body movements, there were no flaws. "In the Fourth Epoch or earlier, it belonged to the Primordial Demoness."
Following that, she added solemnly:
"That's an evil god!"
Countess Caitlyn didn't understand what the Primordial Demoness meant, but she knew very well what an evil god meant.
She couldn't sit still any longer and asked quickly, "Are you sure?"
"Are you sure?"
"… I'm not sure." Audrey trusted Mr. Fool without any doubt, but she couldn't say that on the surface. "Regardless, I think it's necessary to invite the royal family, no, invite the Beyonders of the Church of the Goddess to confirm it. When it comes to matters involving an evil god, it's always right to be cautious."
Caitlyn looked up at her daughter in surprise.
"… Audrey, you've grown up."
If it wasn't for the urgency of the matter, Audrey would've pretended to be reserved after hearing such praise. She would first act modestly and coquettishly before returning to her room to gloat. She might even do a short dance.
But now, she couldn't care less about that. She hurriedly made her worry and nervousness surface.
"Mom, can you help me hide it? I heard that the Beyonders of the Church and the royal family hate secret organizations that don't belong to them. Well, you can say that it was Dad who received the news. He should have many channels. "
Caitlyn stood up and gave her daughter a hug.
"Don't worry, your father and I won't let you get involved in such matters.
"Your father won't be back until evening. I'll first get the hidden guard to appear and pretend that he was the one who delivered the news. Then, I'll find the Beyonders sent by the Church of the Goddess to protect our family."
"Alright!" Audrey replied happily.
At that moment, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. She was exhausted from maintaining a high level of nervousness for a period of time.
…
As he watched a few burning meteors fall at high speeds and envelop the entire forest, Klein felt powerless to resist them. He could only wait for death in despair.
Even if he constantly used Flaming Jump, he wouldn't be able to escape the forest and the dangerous core area before the meteor shower hit the ground. And with the weak body of a Beyonder of the Seer pathway, it was impossible for him to withstand the meteors.
Even a zombie that can't be injured by a pistol would be reduced to mincemeat under such an attack. Furthermore, it would be charred black … Flaming Jump … A yellowish-white light shone into the depths of Klein's eyes. He hadn't given up, and he quickly had an idea.
In such a scene that could only be calculated in seconds, he didn't hesitate to do it.
Pa!
After silently calculating the distance, Klein snapped his fingers, igniting the remaining flames in the matchbox.
A scarlet flame soared up and quickly enveloped his body.
Without a sound, Klein disappeared from where he stood and appeared in the flames above the meteor.
Whoosh!
The meteor rapidly plummeted. Just as he jumped out of the flames, he left the meteor and fell into the terrifyingly hot air.
At the moment he used his Beyonder powers to jump, Klein wasn't afraid of ordinary flames. Even if the temperature was a little high, he could only try his best to control the flames to avoid himself after he escaped that state. He would still be burned to death.
In addition, the hot air wasn't within the range of his "jump."
Pa!
Klein snapped his fingers again, causing the air at the critical point to instantly explode.
He flashed into another flame, hoping to avoid the first wave of impact from the meteor hitting the ground.
However, no matter how much he tried or how much risk he took, he still couldn't escape from danger. He only had two choices left. He could either jump into the forest that avoided the direct impact and suffer the aftermath of the meteor's descent, or he could jump around like an acrobat and wait for the mushroom cloud to engulf him.
At that instant, Klein seemed to see himself being torn apart. His body was charred black, and he looked like he was still on fire.
A thought flashed through his mind as the scene before his eyes suddenly changed. The red turned redder, the yellow turned yellower, and the white turned whiter. All sorts of rich colors stacked together, forming a strange oil painting!
The oil painting seemed to detach itself from the real World, making Klein watch as the meteor "slowly" plummeted and hit the ground like a bystander.
The forest was instantly destroyed, and the ground clearly shook a few times. Smoke mixed with the flames rose up, forming a strange mushroom-shaped cloud.
Such an impact didn't affect Klein because it was unable to enter the overlapping colors. It was like the still Oil Painting of the World.
"…" Klein was first taken aback before he saw a figure beside him.
The figure was of medium build and had bronze skin. He wore a black frock coat and a half top hat. He had a pair of brown eyes that exuded the vicissitudes of life. His facial features were rather gentle, and there was a tiny mole beneath his right ear.
"Mr. Aztec!" Klein exclaimed in delight.
He finally knew what the revelation he had received from his divination corresponded to.
It corresponded to this very moment!
"Sea of Blood" represented a situation of certain death. "Being pulled up by Mr. Aztec" meant that he was saved because of him!
Just as he said that, Aztec waved his hand, grabbed his arm, and walked into the depths where all sorts of rich colors stacked together!
…
The ordinary-looking quill no longer wrote on its own. Its surface had dimmed a little.
The middle-aged man, who only had one eye left, held it and quickly wrote in a psychic state:
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