"Your butler might be researching black magic.
"Your valet secretly believes in Death.
"There are people with supernatural powers in your neighborhood.
"The street you live in might have some secrets that make people have strange dreams.
"You should be able to understand the meaning of certain words, so we won't explain further. May the Goddess bless you."
"…" Klein looked at the letter in his hand, momentarily unsure if he should laugh or cry.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but make a self-deprecating remark.
Just from the contents of this letter, I'm really pitiful …
And there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with what it describes …
Shaking his head with a smile, Klein held the letter in one hand and suddenly shook it to the side.
A scarlet flame soared up and engulfed the piece of paper.
Regardless, Miss Xio and Miss Magicians are rather kind. The only problem is that I know everything they've warned me about, and I know the whole story better than they do … As Klein mumbled, he rummaged for the mushrooms he had previously hidden.
There were a total of four types. One was dried products that could react with water and fish. There were three of them. The second was a new variety with a golden cap that emitted the fragrance of flour. The third was white with black spots. It was puffy and swollen, as though there was liquid flowing inside. It was filled with the smell of milk. The fourth had a strange organ that resembled gills on both sides. Its surface was covered with fine but soft scales.
Klein swept his gaze at the mushrooms, took out a gold coin, flicked it upwards, and caught it firmly.
After confirming the results, he took off the ordinary gloves he had previously worn. Naked, he grabbed the three new mushrooms in an attempt to verify something that Frank Lee hadn't mentioned.
The sensation was normal. There were no changes to the mushrooms. Klein immediately heaved a sigh of relief, no longer worried that the danger they posed exceeded the limits.
He had previously been afraid that these mushrooms would immediately spread their roots, devour, and spread their spores the moment they came into contact with flesh and blood.
Perhaps it's because the gas wall lamps are relatively bright, or perhaps these mushrooms have lost most of their activity after being plucked. They can only be revived under special conditions, such as the environment of a creature's stomach … With the spirit of proof, Klein drew all the heavy curtains in the master bedroom and extinguished all the gas wall lamps.
Then, he picked up the new species of mushrooms with his bare hands and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with them. They did not suck his flesh and blood.
After doing this, Klein lit up the wall lamps again and set up a ritual to sacrifice the mushrooms above the gray fog.
Sitting at The Fool's seat, he wasn't in a hurry to summon Creeping Hunger. He first let the metal bottle containing his blood fly onto the long bronze table.
Then, he poured a drop of blood on the table and pushed the three new mushrooms there.
In just a second, the parts of the mushrooms that were close to the blood suddenly softened and wriggled to wrap around it. Dense needle-like hairs grew out from the area of contact.
"…" The corners of Klein's mouth twitched as he watched. He directly used some of the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog to suppress all the mushrooms. Then, he let the drop of blood fly back into the metal bottle and closed the lid.
He had a general understanding of the characteristics of these mushrooms. Without wasting any more time, he beckoned for Creeping Hunger to fly over from the junk pile.
Holding the thin human-skinned glove, Klein placed it on the table and released the shackles on the mushrooms.
Then, he saw Creeping Hunger use its five fingers as support to forcefully stand up and quickly retreat like it was playing a piano.
Do you know fear now? Klein revealed a friendly smile and pressed down on the human-skinned glove, "gifting" it with some of the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog.
Then, he used his other hand to grab a mushroom and moved it towards Creeping Hunger.
The human-skinned glove struggled with all its might, but to no avail. It actually began to tremble.
Klein paused his hand that was holding the mushroom and chuckled softly.
"Are you still going to praise the True Creator at any time?"
The Creeping Hunger continued to struggle and did not respond.
Klein thought for a moment and relented.
"I'll allow you to praise him once a day, early in the morning or in the evening."
Creeping Hunger's struggle weakened, but it didn't stop.
Tsk … Klein continued communicating without batting an eyelid.
"Then three times a day. Praise him at breakfast, lunch, and dinner times. However, you have to remind me beforehand."
After Creeping Hunger struggled for a while, it suddenly laid down on the table and stopped moving.
After another round of communication, Klein successfully came to an agreement with Creeping Hunger on this problem. However, the need to eat humans every day was an item's instinct. It couldn't be weakened by too much just through communication. He still had to wait for Aztec to provide an effective seal. All Klein could do at the moment was to allow Creeping Hunger to be carried around without eating humans. However, it had to be replenished with food within 24 hours.
How troublesome … Thankfully, after Creeping Hunger fused with Mr. A and mushrooms, its living characteristics have been enhanced. Otherwise, there's really no way for me to communicate in such detail … Klein sighed as he did the corresponding divination on recent events and came to the conclusion that he wasn't in any danger. He also preliminarily confirmed that Cuarón's suicide had a Beyonder influence.
After busying himself, he left the world above the gray fog and returned to the real World to continue waiting for Mr. Aztec's reply.
…
On Saturday night, the formally dressed Klein arrived at Saint Samuel Cathedral with his valet, Richardson, in a carriage to participate in the charity gala held by the Church of Evernight.
After passing through the main entrance, he was led to a hall by the side by the priest.
There was a shrine with the Sacred Emblem that represented the Evernight Goddess inside. There were a few small crystal chandeliers hanging down from above. In front of them were slender candles, as well as metal round lids that were placed upside down and filled with wax.
At that moment, they had all been ignited, illuminating the hall in a bright and clean manner. It had a sense of holiness to it.
Klein looked over and saw neatly arranged chairs and guests dressed in extraordinary attire.
Among them, women were mainly divided into two types. One was dressed in either bright or dark clothes. They were bold and open, allowing one to see large patches of fair skin in front of their chests and their arms. The other was dressed in fresh colors and rather conservative clothes. Even their collarbones could be vaguely seen, and some were even covered.
According to what Klein knew, in the Kingdom of Rouen, this meant the difference between married and unmarried. Widows and divorced women could choose between the two types of attire, but the former's colors were as dark as possible.
Apart from these, Klein also saw shiny necklaces, exquisite earrings, and all kinds of precious accessories. Compared to the balls and banquets held by Member of Parliament Macht and himself, the guests here were clearly more grandiose.
Walking into the hall, Klein greeted the bishop, Member of Parliament Macht, and company whom he knew as they made small talk.
At that moment, a voice sounded from the door. Many guests cast their gazes over as they smiled and went over.
Klein looked over as his eyes lit up before they froze.
At the entrance of the hall, the most eye-catching person was a girl with lustrous blonde hair that gently draped over her shoulders. Her green eyes were as beautiful as gems, but they also seemed to hide a whirlpool on the surface of the sea. It made it impossible for anyone to look away.
Her facial features were beautiful, and she had an outstanding bearing. Her looks were flawless, making it difficult for the men and women present to notice what style of dress she was wearing or whose accessories she wore. However, Klein had noticed her collarbone necklace. A round and flawless pearl happened to be embedded at the intersection of her two collarbones. It softened the contours of her neck, giving her a pure and charming feeling.
Klein had seen her before and knew her!
She was Miss Justice of Tarot!
Back then, with the help of the magic mirror divination, Klein had seen her!
Suddenly, Klein looked away, not daring to take another look.
This was an instinctive reaction. The main reason was that he knew that Miss Justice was a Beyonder of the Spectator pathway. If he garnered her attention, it was very easy for her to read his true thoughts and hidden secrets from his changes in expression, body language, and aura.
As these thoughts raced through his mind, Klein forcefully turned his head back and continued casting his gaze at Miss Justice's face.
He realized that the problem with his avoidance was even bigger and more obvious.
How could a gentleman who liked women of different styles not take a few more looks at such an abnormally beautiful girl when he encountered her?
At the same time, Audrey sensed the abnormality of a particular gentleman.
His sideburns are already a little white. His looks and bearing aren't bad. He appears to have a lot of depth … This should be the Dawn Dantès who donated more than ten thousand pounds in an attempt to establish a bursary foundation for the poor …
His reaction just now was a little strange, as though he was hiding something …
To Audrey, it was normal for Dawn Dantès to look away. She had encountered too many similar situations in the past. Some men would subconsciously turn their heads and look to the side after seeing her, as though they were afraid of being discovered by her. They were afraid of making eye contact with her, afraid of exposing the moment of intoxication that surfaced.
Therefore, what was strange about Dawn Dantès wasn't that he had moved his gaze away, but that he had turned his gaze back. In addition, Audrey felt that the most problematic point was that this gentleman wasn't astonished, but surprised.
What is he surprised about? What is he hiding? With this question and a faint smile on her face, Audrey followed her parents and brother to greet the people who crowded over.
Seeing that Miss Justice wasn't paying attention to him, Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief as he thought, I have to be careful later.
I have to act the role of Dawn Dantès well. I can't let the Spectator notice anything amiss.
Hmm … Regardless of whether Miss Justice noticed it or not, I have to think of a good reason for my abnormal reaction just now …
Miss Justice is indeed a young lady from a powerful noble family. I wonder what her name is. I'll ask Macht or Bishop Elektra later …
Amidst his thoughts, Klein frowned slightly, having a nagging feeling that he was being watched. He hurriedly followed his spiritual intuition and swept his gaze to the door.
In the shadows outside the door, a golden retriever was silently squatting there.
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