The curtains on the windows were tightly shut, and the lights in the room were dimmed. Audrey completed the corresponding preparations according to the requirements of the magic mirror divination.
Of course, she didn't deliberately choose a suitable time period, because it wasn't that troublesome to make a request from Mr. Fool.
Looking at the candle in front of her and the mirror that reflected the candlelight and herself, Audrey picked up a bottle of extract with interest and unease. She dripped a few drops of the liquid onto the dim yellow flame.
A refreshing and elegant scent entered her nose, and for some baffling reason, Audrey recalled the time when she was still a mysticism enthusiast.
She would also make all sorts of mistakes in the beginning. At the critical juncture of the ritual, she would realize that she had forgotten to prepare the essential oils and extract that would please the deity. All she could do was make do with perfume, and the outcome was undoubtedly a failure.
In fact, according to the information revealed by Mr. Fool, even if I were to use my own perfume to replace this bottle of extract, "He" would still respond to me … Audrey took a slow breath and used Cogitation to completely calm herself down.
She knew that her uncontrollable thoughts weren't normal. Her tiny bit of anticipation and nervousness had been magnified by the Lie necklace!
After adjusting her state of mind, Audrey clasped her hands and placed them in front of her buried mouth and nose as though she was praying. She sincerely began chanting in a low voice:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog;
"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
…
The secret incantation gently reverberated. After repeating it seven times, Audrey realized that there seemed to be something indescribable in the surrounding darkness. It was like an undercurrent hidden at the bottom of the water.
Looking up, Audrey reached out her right hand and passed by the candle that didn't waver at all. She stroked the mirror from top to bottom.
At this point, the magic mirror divination process was completed. If a mysterious or unknown existence was interested in it, it would use the mirror to give a certain response.
Above the gray fog, in the ancient and magnificent palace, Klein saw the crimson star that represented Miss Justice first expand before shrinking, emitting an illusory glow. Finally, they were dyed with a deep sense of concealment that was nearly black, condensing into a mirror-sized halo that seemed to lead to the outside world.
The effect is different from the previous rituals. Interesting … Klein leaned back in his chair and emanated his spirituality, making contact with the dark circle that resembled a hole.
Without a sound, his vision changed. The long bronze table, the crimson stars, and the spacious room illuminated by candlelight inexplicably overlapped, but the boundaries were clear.
At that moment, Klein felt like a mirror had become an extension of his body and eyes. It helped him clearly see and interfere with the World above the gray fog.
Yes, very clear!
Everything in Klein's line of sight was no longer blurry and gray. Everything was presented clearly in his eyes!
His gaze suddenly froze for two seconds.
In front of him was a young girl wearing a pure white dress with golden lace. Her long golden hair was casually tied up, soft and glossy. Her green eyes reflected the pale light of the fire. They were as deep as the sea and as pure as the purest gems. Her facial features and the shape of her face created a soul-stirring beauty. Her temperament was elegant and pure.
Klein looked away guiltily.
I nearly imagined that she was a Demoness of a high Sequence. Thankfully, I remembered that Miss Justice is a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway. It's impossible for her to become a Demoness … The fragrance of the extract is pretty good and very special … This subtle reaction. Is that a mystical item made from a Faceless Beyonder characteristic? Miss Justice turned it into a necklace … Klein's gaze landed on the mystical item disguised as a diamond necklace.
Then, he heard Miss Justice say with anticipation, "That's right.
"Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me the whereabouts of the owner of this notebook."
Audrey knew that she was seeking Mr. Fool's advice, but she had always wanted to recite the words of magic mirror ever since she heard stories about it when she was young. Now, she finally had a chance to put it into practice.
The previous failure doesn't count. Yes! Audrey nodded inwardly for herself.
Klein immediately looked at the black notebook placed between the candle and Miss Justice. He realized that his spirituality could easily spread out with the help of the mirror and "hold" the divination medium like a hand.
Above the gray fog, he quickly wrote the corresponding divination statement:
"The whereabouts of the original owner of this notebook."
With one hand holding the notebook and the other holding the piece of paper, Klein recited as he leaned back into his chair. With the help of Cogitation, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Audrey opened her green eyes and looked seriously and attentively at the mirror, waiting for Mr. Fool's response.
After a few seconds, she finally saw ripples appear on the mirror's surface.
I succeeded! The magic mirror divination is really useful! Audrey's eyes widened as she reflected the scene that flashed in the mirror.
It was a bird's eye view of a village!
The scene got closer and closer as the drawings of the dragons on the various buildings gradually became clearer.
A cathedral quickly occupied the main body of the mirror before being replaced by a cemetery.
Finally, the scene stopped at a tombstone in the corner. The inscription on it had long been blurred by the Sun, the rain, and the strong winds. Only the name "Lindelila" could be vaguely seen.
At this moment, the mirror suddenly darkened before returning to normal. It reflected Audrey and the candle in front of her.
Isn't this the village that has the custom of worshiping dragons? The knight who wrote the notebook is named Lindelila, one of them. He returned to his hometown after losing the Twenty Year War and died? Or could it be that he was transported back to his hometown in the form of a corpse? Hmm … That village belongs to East Chester County. Stoen City also belongs to East Chester County. It's normal that Associate Professor Michel obtained the notebook from there … There's indeed a mind dragon that lives in the sea of people's collective subconscious … In enlightenment, Audrey thanked Mr. Fool and ended the magic mirror divination.
Under the candlelight, she stared at the notebook for a while and finally decided to hand it over. She wanted to see what Psychological Alchemy could divine and investigate.
At the very least, I still don't have the strength to make contact with that mind dragon. This is all I can do … Besides, even if Psychological Alchemy really discovers something and gains something, when I grow stronger and rise in the organization, a portion of it will belong to me. Audrey's mood quickly turned good again.
…
Above the gray fog, Klein rapped the edge of the long bronze table with his fingers. Combined with Miss Justice's previous statement, he made his judgment.
That village with the notebook is related to a dragon, and dragons often mean treasure!
Unfortunately, Miss Justice's strength isn't enough. Otherwise, I would've encouraged her to explore it herself. If anything happens, she can pray to the Sea God, and I'll provide support from various aspects. Yes, it's too dangerous for her. I can only give it up for now … If Psychological Alchemy doesn't discover any problems, I might be able to try it in the future … Klein suppressed his regret and recalled the magic mirror divination experience.
This kind of divination is excellent for a third party. It doesn't require much of a price to connect to the real World. If I wanted to, I could even drill out of the mirror in the form of a Spirit Body! But to the user, it's indeed very dangerous. Without any protection, I would appear under the gaze of an unknown and mysterious' eye. 'I would then be possessed, controlled, cursed, and corrupted … Klein sighed from the bottom of his heart.
He wasn't worried that Miss Justice would misuse the magic mirror divination because she had the best and safest target to pray to. She didn't need any external help.
In other words, me! Klein retracted his finger and sat at the end of the long bronze table. He sat there in silence for twenty to thirty seconds.
Soon, he returned to the real World. He didn't stay any longer. After all, he was on the Future, and he was being watched from the shadows.
After leaving the washroom and putting away Aztec's copper whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane, Klein looked at the crimson moon that was obscured by the clouds and thought silently for a moment.
He wore his half top hat, opened the door, and came to the corridor.
After taking a few steps forward, Klein deliberately slowed down his footsteps and glanced at the first room to his left through the corner of his eye.
Based on his judgment, the mysterious pair of eyes that had been silently watching the deck and him during the day was in this room.
Klein walked slower and slower until he almost stopped at the door.
He didn't hide anything as he extended his left palm towards the handle. A portion of the scene inside naturally surfaced in his mind.
Not far behind the door was a clothes rack with nothing hanging on it.
The weak starlight scattered across the clean floor. It was silent, serene, and lacked any human presence.
The window had been opened at some point, and the sea breeze blew in, lifting the curtain that wasn't too thick.
No one else? Klein was just testing the waters. He immediately retracted his left palm and walked toward the stairs as if nothing had happened.
Arriving at the deck, Klein walked leisurely near the ship's railing with a cold and indifferent expression. It seemed that his main purpose was to come down for a walk.
Suddenly, he saw a man in suspenders and a white shirt sitting in front of him.
Frank Lee? Klein didn't stop. He moved closer step by step.
The man sensed something and turned around to look at the approaching person.
He was "Poison Expert" Frank Lee, but there was no longer a smile on his face. His mouth and chin were covered in blood.
Klein raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
Frank Lee suddenly raised his hands and grabbed a silver-scaled fish from each side that hadn't been struggling.
He said dejectedly,
"I failed … Their lifespan is much shorter than I expected. They can't reproduce at all, even if they're planted in the soil …"
As he spoke, he raised the silver-scaled fish in his right hand and sucked in a mouthful.
This is a good thing … Otherwise, I'm really worried that I'll cause some kind of ecological disaster … So, you're drowning your sorrows with wine, no, fish? Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
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