Without afternoon tea, Klein decided to pray at Saint Samuel Cathedral to show his piety.
Of course, he didn't forget to watch the pigeons on the square to make himself appear relaxed and calm.
After entering the cathedral and passing through the murals illuminated by the sunlight, Klein arrived at the dark and deep prayer hall.
This place wasn't as gorgeous as the other Churches. It wasn't dazzling or visually stunning, but it was gentle and serene. It made one feel tranquil from the bottom of their heart. And right in front of them was a pure light that resembled the resplendent stars. It emitted a strong sense of holiness and solemnity.
Klein took off his hat and handed it and his cane to his valet, Richardson. Then, he walked down the aisle and walked forward.
At that moment, two figures stood up from the front row and turned to walk towards the exit. One of them had black hair and green eyes. He moved in a suave manner and had an unruly hairstyle. He was none other than Leonard Mitchell.
Almost at the same time, Leonard Mitchell also saw the middle-aged man with white sideburns and deep blue eyes.
Dawn Dantès … He tensed up as his body tensed up indiscernibly.
Klein looked at Leonard and nodded with a smile. His expression was friendly and his posture casual.
"…" Leonard squeezed out a smile and nodded with some difficulty.
Following that, he turned his body and made way, brushing past Dawn Dantès.
This allowed Klein to clearly see who was behind him. It was someone he was familiar with, Daly, who was dressed in a spirit medium's black robe.
This lady was still wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, presenting a bewitching beauty.
Daly glanced at the middle-aged gentleman who passed by and suddenly fell into a daze. She then retracted her gaze and silently approached the exit.
It can't be. I only imitated the deep feeling of the Captain's eyes. Even the color is different. Ma 'am Daly found it familiar? A woman's intuition is truly terrifying … Klein noticed Daly's momentary abnormality and had a vague guess.
A long time ago, from what he knew as a straight man, Ma 'am Daly had a crush on the Captain. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the risk to rush to Tingen and get Klein to find an opportunity to teach Dunn Smith the acting method.
As for the Captain's attitude on this matter, Klein couldn't be sure. After all, Dunn Smith often couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams during that period. His poor memory was rather prominent, and he might have unknowingly forgotten certain things.
However, it's true that Captain often mentions Madam Daly. He always uses her as an example to educate us. He's so familiar with how many years it took for her to advance and what kind of talent she had, as though he could recite them backwards. This is a little contradictory to his poor memory back then … Yes, when Captain talks about these matters, he would occasionally add the fact that he took nine years to go from Midnight Poet to Nightmare … H-when he faced Madam Daly, did he feel a little inferior … Inferior … As Klein recalled the past, he suddenly felt a little depressed.
He realized that he actually didn't understand Dunn Smith that well. He didn't understand how many things were hidden in the man's heart.
Furthermore, Ma 'am Daly was much younger than him. She appeared very open and didn't care about marriage … Klein sighed silently and reined in his thoughts. He found a seat to the side and sat down. He lowered his head and closed his eyes to pray.
Outside the prayer hall, Leonard had already adjusted his state of mind. Together with Daly, they met up with the members of their Red Gloves team.
They waited for a while before Sostel, who had become a Spirit Warlock, came out from the other side.
He surveyed the area and said, "Our mission this time is to find the official members of the Charismatic Order hiding in Baekeland based on the various clues discovered during the explosion of the Black Skeleton Gang's headquarters.
"Ma 'am Daly is a Beyonder of the Corpse Collector pathway. She has a rather deep understanding of the Charismatic Order, so His Excellency Saint Anthony got her to help us."
…
At night, after dismissing his valet, Richardson, Klein took four steps counterclockwise and went above the gray fog. He conjured The World's German Sparrow and made his blurry figure pray.
"… Please inform Miss Magicians that she needs to book a hotel room in East Borough before Friday night. It's best if it's far away from where Mr. X is holding the gathering …
"… Give me that stone and spellbook ahead of time. I need to make certain preparations …
"… On Friday night, she needs to stop the friend who is attending Mr. X's gathering and present him to me in disguise …
"… If there's anything else, I'll inform you in time."
With the assassination of Mr. X in two days, there was no doubt that Klein had to make preparations ahead of time. And there were many things that Dawn Dantès couldn't do at the same time, so he could only rely on Miss Magicians to do it.
His initial plan was to use the powers of a Faceless to disguise himself as a friend who was attending Mr. X's gathering. By grasping the secret code, he could directly enter. Then, he could use different contingency plans for different situations.
Based on his experience in combat and controlling marionettes, Klein increasingly felt that a Marionettist's rule was to "try to hide behind the scenes and secretly direct a play."
Unless there was no other way, a Marionettist should avoid direct combat with others!
Currently, the most troublesome point is that Mr. X's gathering is at eight, and at that time, Dawn Dantès clearly isn't asleep. He won't be able to escape the watchful eyes of the butler and servants to secretly head to East Borough … Of course, this can also create an alibi, but the problem is, how am I going to fool everyone in this house … If only there's a Faceless accomplice. I can get him to disguise himself as Dawn Dantès … Miss Justice's necklace can do it, but she's not in Baekeland … Klein leaned back in his chair and reached out to rub his temples.
He even thought of directly summoning himself and responding to himself, using the identity of Hero Bandit Black Emperor to take action, but that would make him lose the ability to change his physical appearance. It would make it difficult for him to possess others and disguise himself as Magicians Fors's friend to attend Mr. X's gathering.
Unless Miss Magicians's friend becomes an accomplice and allows me to possess him … That won't do either. Firstly, it will expose a portion of the Tarot's secrets. Secondly, Mr. X might not necessarily not have the means to discover a Wraith. Of course, this can be done through a series of seals like gold coins, Paper Angels, and iron cigar cases … Klein thought for a moment and finally decided to use a method he was rather familiar with in his previous life.
That is to feign illness!
From tomorrow onwards, I'll be "sick." I'll eat very little every day and sleep before eight … This way, the butler and servants won't disturb me … But what if there's an emergency and Walter and company knock on my door? The illusion created by Magicians can only deceive the eyes. It's not artificial intelligence … Artificial intelligence … Right, I can fix the illusion on a mirror and make it look like Dawn Dantès. Then, I can get Arrodes to remotely control and answer questions! As he thought about it, Klein's thoughts suddenly became clear.
I have to say that this fellow, Arrodes, is quite useful at times … Klein sighed. After returning to the real World, he walked to the desk, found a pen and paper, and drew a hybrid symbol that was a mixture of concealment and prying symbols.
Just as he finished his final stroke, the light in the room suddenly dimmed a little. The full-body mirror first turned dark before silver light suffused it, outlining Loenese words one after another:
"Great Master, your humble and insignificant loyal servant, Arrodes, has heard your summoning. I-I'm late?"
There's always something new … Klein shook his head in amusement.
"No."
"This is your magnanimity towards me. Great Master, you can ask your questions now." The words appeared neatly on the mirror.
Klein thought for a moment.
"I plan to eliminate the Aurora Order's Oracle, Mr. X, do you have any suggestions?"
The words on the full-body mirror froze for a few seconds before squirming and changing.
"You'd better plan after Thursday."
It matches my previous divination … On Thursday and tonight, Angel of Fate Ouroboros or one of the Aurora Order's saints might be around Mr. X … Klein smiled.
"Arrodes, I need your help with something."
"This, this is my honor! You're the one who gave me the chance! " Words popped up one after another, fully expressing the feeling of excitement and joy. "Excuse me, what mission is it?"
Klein nodded.
"This Friday night, I'll use a mirror as an illusion prop and transform it into my appearance … If there's an emergency, you'll be in charge of controlling the mirror and answering questions so that no one will notice anything unusual.
"Can you do it?"
The air around the full-body mirror suddenly flowed as an extremely obsequious voice belonging to Dawn Dantès sounded.
"Great Master, I'll do my best to complete whatever you instruct me.
"Although this won't last long and isn't in line with my habits, it's enough to deal with everyone here.
"If you wish, I can simulate any voice!"
You're more talented than I imagined … It's not easy being a mirror these days … However, the last sentence sounds odd … Klein's facial muscles twitched as he said, "When dealing with them, conceal the nature of the question-and-answer game.
"When dealing with them, conceal the nature of the quiz game and don't let anyone discover it."
Arrodes immediately produced new words on the full-body mirror's surface:
"I'll act as your identity well!"
"Very good." Klein nodded slightly.
He was indeed worried that Arrodes would raise embarrassing questions to Butler Walter and Valet Richardson, such as whether he had any fantasies when facing ladies he shouldn't have any impulsive thoughts about, or who he was thinking about when he was solving problems in the dead of night.
He believed that with the magic mirror's integrity, it might really do so if he didn't warn him ahead of time. Back then, Dhaniz had nearly suffered a mental breakdown from being toyed with.
Without any further ado, Klein said, "That's all for today.
I'll contact you again on Friday night. "
"Yes, Great Master. Your humble servant can't wait to serve you!" Arrodes first conjured a line of words before making a simple drawing of a hand waving.
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