Baekeland, Empress Borough, inside the Hall family's luxurious villa.
Audrey had just tried on the three evening gowns she had chosen for the day. She was sitting on a cushioned chair, thinking about what accessories she should pair with them, which plan she was more inclined toward, and what her mother's opinion would be.
At this moment, she suddenly saw an endless grayish-white fog and a blurry figure looking down at everything from high above.
Immediately following that, she saw another figure — a praying figure shrouded in gray fog. She heard the corresponding words echoing in her ears.
With regards to this, Audrey wasn't alarmed. Instead, she was delighted. Her slightly uneasy and worried heart that there wouldn't be a Tarot Gathering today instantly calmed down.
Indeed, it's nothing! Hmm, Mr. World really has a psychological problem. He must be under a lot of pressure recently. It's no wonder he made an appointment previously … Audrey sighed and began thinking about when she would be free.
As she pondered, her gaze swept across the busy maids in the room and the golden retriever, Susie, who was sitting by the door.
The corners of Audrey's mouth couldn't help but curl up a little. She lowered her head and secretly prayed in response.
"… Please tell Mr. World that I'll be free in the near future. He can determine the time and location. Well, as long as it's not at night and doesn't go beyond the few districts west of Baekeland …"
At this moment, Susie, who was observing the maids, seemed to sense an inexplicable gaze. She turned her head suspiciously and looked in the direction of Audrey, but she didn't discover any problems.
…
Above the gray fog, in the palace that looked like a giant's residence.
I'll be free at any time … A time when it's convenient to go out … I won't stray far from familiar areas … Klein rubbed his temples and interpreted Miss Justice's answer.
His first reaction was that it was best to let her determine the location today or tomorrow. Then, he could use Creeping Hunger to directly "Teleport" over. However, he immediately thought of a problem.
That was that Dawn Dantès was in the range of the Nighthawks' investigations. It was very likely that he was being monitored, so rashly "Traveling" would easily expose him.
Wait a few days, or … Klein thought seriously and made the conjured World Gehrman Sparrow pray again, "Let's wait a few days.
"… Please tell Miss Justice that it will be today, above the gray fog."
…
Huh? Audrey's eyes widened, feeling that Mr. World's answer had completely exceeded her expectations.
How was she going to find Susie to be her substitute?!
Furthermore, in Mr. Fool's palace, there are many details that I can't see or sense. For the treatment of psychological problems, this is a serious lack of conditions … Audrey calmed down from her surprise and raised her doubts from a feasible angle. She asked Mr. Fool to convey them to The World.
Not long after, she received another reply.
"… I will get Mr. Fool to remove the restrictions in this regard and use other methods to conceal our true appearances …"
Was that even possible? Is this the special treatment given to Mr. Fool's Blessed? Hmm, our continuous communication is equivalent to a direct communication. It's really too troublesome for Mr. Fool, and "He" nearly condoned it … Audrey's thoughts raced as she didn't find another reason.
"… Alright, between 11: 30 and 12: 30 tonight …"
She didn't believe that she would have any space to be alone before the birthday ball ended.
…
At the same time, in the house at 39 Böklund Street.
Hazel looked at the evening gown she had picked out in boredom as she listened to her mother's repeated exhortations.
She was going to accompany her father and mother to Miss Audrey Hall's birthday ball tonight.
Just as Hazel's thoughts wandered and her mind gradually turned blank, she saw a grayish-white rat appear at the door, waving its claws anxiously.
This … Hazel patiently listened to her mother's recount before finding an excuse to return to her bedroom.
When she closed and locked the door, the grayish-white rat leaped out of nowhere and came to her feet. It squatted and said in a comical manner, "That's right.
It sat there in a comical manner and said, "I noticed something amiss nearby!"
This rat actually caused the air to tremble and speak human language!
Hazel wasn't surprised as she asked in puzzlement,
"What's wrong?"
The grayish-white rat raised its right front paw and pointed out the window.
"There are Beyonders from the Church of Evernight investigating this street. They have rather high standards."
"What are they looking for?" Hazel asked with a slight frown.
The grayish-white rat slowly drew a breath and said,
"How would I know? But it's definitely something very serious.
"This way, they might very well discover something wrong with you."
Hazel asked worriedly and puzzledly,
"How did they discover it? Didn't the clues in the sewers explode? Weren't the corresponding problems dealt with? "
The grayish-white rat was momentarily at a loss for words. After a few seconds, it vaguely replied,
After a few seconds, it replied vaguely, "Official Beyonders have many strange but useful methods of investigation … In short, I need to deal with your dream. That's the easiest place to expose yourself."
Hazel looked down at the rat on the ground as her brows furrowed before relaxing.
"Alright."
Don't look like you're unwilling. It wasn't easy for me to accumulate that bit of strength again. Now, it's going to be wasted again! Is this street cursed? First, there was a Demoness in a very strange state, followed by Hero Bandit Black Emperor. Now, something that the Nighthawks are placing so much importance on has happened for some baffling reason! The grayish-white rat squeaked in frustration.
…
At half past seven in the evening, Hazel accompanied her father, Macht, and mother, Ma 'am Riana, to Empress Borough and entered Earl Hall's house.
As it was a birthday ball, she didn't directly meet Miss Audrey Hall. All she did was quietly listen to her parents, Earl Hall, Lady Caitlyn, Lord Hibbert Hall, and company exchange pleasantries.
In her eyes, these noble nobles were essentially the same as commoners. Therefore, she didn't appear particularly reserved. Her actions and speech were rather generous.
If it wasn't for her mother, Ma 'am Riana, repeatedly emphasizing it, Hazel would even believe that the villa's gorgeous dance floor, murals of great artistic value, and exquisite statues were more worthy of respect.
After greeting the people she knew and didn't know with a smile, Hazel finally waited for the ball to begin. She saw the star of the night, Miss Audrey Hall, holding the Earl and Countess' arms as they walked out of the room on the second floor and came to the railing that faced the dance floor.
Hazel swept her gaze and habitually ignored her face to observe the style of her gown and accessories.
However, she couldn't move her gaze away. On the huge crystal chandelier hanging high above, the whale oil candles scattered their light with dreamy colors. It illuminated Audrey, who had just turned eighteen, making her emerald-like eyes, pure face, and lustrous golden hair glow. It made the evening gown and all sorts of accessories lose their color.
Hazel was a little dazed for a moment and didn't hear what Earl Of Hall was saying. It was only when a melodious melody played and Audrey Hall and her earl father began the opening dance that she snapped out of her daze.
She, who had always been proud, suddenly felt a little inferior. She felt that even if such a dazzling lady didn't possess any supernatural powers, she wouldn't be any worse than herself.
Hazel pursed her lips and looked around. She realized that everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to her, but they all had different feelings.
Phew … Hazel exhaled for some reason.
She didn't appear as arrogant at the ball that night, but she wanted to leave every minute and return home to busy herself with her own matters so that she could obtain more magical and powerful powers.
Finally, the ball came to an end. Hazel and her family bade farewell to the hosts and walked to the door.
Before leaving, Hazel couldn't help but look back. She saw Miss Audrey standing at the edge of the dance floor. She wore a faint and beautiful smile as she greeted the guests who were about to leave.
She seemed to still be directly under the lights.
...
After the birthday ball ended, Audrey took off her accessories, changed into a nightgown, and entered the bathroom.
Looking at the white fog emanating from the water and the bathrobe beside her, Audrey wasn't in a rush to take a bath. She sat by the side and prayed to Mr. Fool, indicating that she was ready.
After about ten seconds, she saw a crimson light surge out like a tidal wave and drown her.
Above the gray fog, Audrey appeared beside the long bronze table.
This time, she didn't see Mr. Fool who was shrouded in the gray fog. She only saw an ancient confessional to the side. It was a brown box that was half the height of a person. There was a door in the front and back, and it was separated by wooden planks.
I thought that Mr. World would get Mr. Fool to conjure a wall, and we would be on opposite sides, each leaning against the wall to communicate … Now, although it's essentially the same, the confessional is cramped and dark. He really doesn't consider a lady's feelings at all! Hmm, if Mr. World were to consider it, I'd find it odd instead … As Audrey smiled, she walked to the door of the confessional that hadn't been closed. She bent down and entered, sitting down with her legs slanted.
After closing the wooden door, Audrey, who was truly treating a patient for the first time, suddenly felt a little excited.
Being in the darkness, she let go of the many rules she usually abided by due to her environment and emotions. She curled the corners of her mouth, bent her fingers, and tapped the wooden partition.
"Hello ~ Is Mr. World around?"
Klein, who was sitting cross-legged opposite her, was infected by Miss Justice's cheerful tone.
He relaxed slightly and said, "You can begin."
This time, he didn't use the gray fog to conceal himself. Instead, he transformed into the appearance of German Sparrow.
Indeed, Mr. World's mental state isn't too good. He's too tense and anxious … Audrey first sensed it before using a Psychiatrist's Placate.
A gentle, invisible wave spread out. Klein immediately felt like he had woken up early on a hot summer day and was being blown by the cool morning wind. The heat and frustration in his heart suddenly vanished.
Seeing that Mr. World had clearly recovered, Audrey secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
She asked softly, "Have you had any nightmares recently?"
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