Accompanied by the clicking sound, a piece of illusory white paper was spat out from the radio transceiver. On it was written in Rouen:
"Exalted Great Eternal Master, your insignificant and loyal servant, Arrodes, has come to answer your summons!
"Did you know? Dr. Allen Chris's child was born the night before. "
Thankfully, I contacted the magic mirror in time … Klein nodded slightly.
"Now I know."
Tap, tap, tap. The illusory white paper spat out even more words.
"According to the principle of reciprocity, it's your turn to ask a question."
Klein originally wanted to ask about Ince Zangwill, 0-08, and the Red Angel evil spirit, but when he thought of how he had failed his divination above the gray fog, Arrodes definitely wouldn't be able to see it clearly. At most, it could provide 0-08 with more detailed information. And this way, without the gray fog's shielding, it would be equivalent to him truly "knowing" 0-08. It would also be known by the other party, making it difficult for him to hide behind the scenes and direct the drama.
He thought for two seconds.
"Is there any way to digest the potion faster?"
"Better acting." On the illusory white paper, a few black words were typed out.
Seeing the magic mirror's answer, Klein was silent at first before he slowly exhaled.
For the current him, Ince Zangwill had appeared too early!
He still needed about two months to digest the Nimblewright Master potion. When the time came, he, who had already gathered all the ingredients, could use revenge as the theme. He could direct the murder of a demigod like Ince Zangwill, placing his advancement and fulfilling his wish together. There was no need for him to consider retreating. However, Ince Zangwill wouldn't "appear" after all his preparations were complete. He wouldn't act according to his predetermined plan.
According to Klein's initial plan, he should first gather intelligence and grasp his whereabouts. He would wait until the end of August or early September before deciding on a plan based on the actual situation. Later, he realized that this wasn't realistic. Ince Zangwill wielded the terrifying Sealed Artifact 0-08. If he hadn't been possessed by an evil spirit, he wouldn't have exposed his whereabouts. If he couldn't make use of his condition during this period of time, it was very likely that he wouldn't be found after he purged the evil spirit from his body. He would always miss him due to various coincidences.
Furthermore, if it was really the Red Angel evil spirit, Klein was worried that Ince Zangwill would die for no reason before he and Leonard began their revenge operation. It was because of some conspiracy or ridiculous reason, and not because of the evil deeds he had done.
Due to these considerations, Klein attempted to digest the potion faster, hoping to complete it in a week or two. However, Arrodes's answer left him depressed. He also understood that such of of of of things couldn't be forced.
In such a short period of half a month, or even a few days, how could he create a better acting opportunity?
In the silence from before, Klein had already made up his mind. He wouldn't forcefully tie the two matters together. From now on, under the premise of success, he would prioritize revenge on Ince Zangwill.
He didn't want to miss this opportunity.
Although it had only been about ten months since the incident at the Blackthorn Security Company in Tingen City, less than a year, Klein felt that a long, long time had passed. It was so long that he didn't wish to wait any longer.
Glancing at the sinister radio transceiver, Klein thought for a moment. His expression suddenly turned serious as he asked with a deep voice, "What's going on?
With a deep voice, he asked, "I previously used a Winner marionette to look at myself and understood why Beyonders of the Fate pathway would have such a reaction when facing me.
"Now, I want to ask you, what did you see from me?"
This sentence was like a clap of thunder that reverberated in the room. The radio transceiver suddenly fell silent. After a while, it produced the clicking sounds again.
A black illusory piece of paper was spat out, and on it were white words:
"I, I see a pillar in you, dominance.
"Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Pillar of support … What does that mean? Klein originally wanted to press on, but he felt that Arrodes wouldn't explain it clearly because he lacked the corresponding knowledge.
Seeing that he would be found by the Mother Tree of Desire if he continued, he nodded.
"Not bad.
"That's all for today. You can go back now."
The tapping sounds of the radio transceiver became lighter, and even the paper it spat out turned back to white.
"Alright, Great Master. Goodbye ~ Your loyal servant, Arrodes, is always at your service."
This time, the magic mirror seemed to have forgotten to add a simple drawing of a hand waving.
He sure runs fast … Klein mumbled as he immediately took four steps counterclockwise and went above the gray fog. He conjured The World's German Sparrow and informed The Hermit Cattleya that the Mythical Creature blood she needed was ready. She also requested that she be given the method to temporarily recover some of her strength during her period of weakness.
Before long, Admiral of Stars Cattleya set up a ritual and sacrificed an item to The Fool. She also requested this mighty existence to pass the item to The World and informed him that the method was to activate the item and temporarily borrow a portion of his strength from history and his past self!
This sounds familiar … It's very similar to the powers of a Sequence 3 Scholar of Yore of the Seer pathway … The Fool Klein was taken aback when he heard that. He casually picked up the item that Ma 'am Hermit had sacrificed.
It was shaped like a cane, and there were long, transparent gems embedded on it. They were engraved with complicated, mysterious, three-dimensional symbols, and magic labels.
Klein recognized two of them. One was an incomplete Pupil-less Eye, and the other was an incomplete Contorted Lines.
Could it really be an item that points to The Fool? But isn't that a little too complicated … This cane gives me a very familiar feeling. It's very, very much like the crystal ball that Little Sun once prayed to! I-does it also correspond to a crimson star? Klein looked out of the ancient palace with an odd expression. In the endless gray fog, the illusory stars hung silently without any abnormalities.
Realizing that such items were disposable, like charms, he gave up on the idea of experimenting. All he did was grab a piece of paper from the junk pile and carefully copy the complicated symbols and magic labels on the cane.
…
Rouen Kingdom, Baekeland, Dr. Allen's house.
A maidservant was guarding the master bedroom, taking care of the sleeping infant. In the hall downstairs, a banquet with many guests had reached its midpoint.
Suddenly, three figures quickly outlined themselves in a corner. The leader was wearing a silk top hat and a black formal suit. He was none other than Klein Moretti, who wasn't wearing any disguise.
He then took out a charm and softly chanted a word in ancient Hermes:
"Crimson!"
A dark red flame flashed, and with a light explosion, a gentle and tranquil power rippled out. The maidservant couldn't help but feel sleepy as she sprawled by the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Klein made the two marionettes stand in their spots as he walked to the side of the infant's crib and cast his gaze inside.
It was a child wrapped in silver silk. His skin was very white, and his hands were meaty. He looked like he had chunks of flesh.
The baby wasn't afraid of the "stranger" at all. He sucked on his fingers and stared at Klein with widened eyes.
"Ahem." Klein couldn't help but smile as he took off his hat and bowed. "Congratulations on your birth."
"You should say that to my parents!" The baby pulled out his fingers and said with a clear voice that didn't match his age.
Klein chuckled and didn't harp on this meaningless topic with the Snake of Fate. He went straight to the point.
He directly said, "I brought a method to temporarily recover a certain amount of strength during a weak period.
"You can give me a drop of umbilical cord blood."
Will Auceptin spread out his meaty palm.
"Let me take a look first."
"How do you know that the method is an item?" Klein wasn't surprised as he asked out of curiosity.
Will Auceptin snorted.
"The intuition of fate."
It's as though I didn't say anything … Klein took the cane from his back and handed it over.
The baby held it with great difficulty, glanced at it, and raised his voice.
"This can only be used once!"
"Yes, only once. Is there a problem?" Klein deliberated and said, "With your level and abilities, you can completely replicate the symbols and magic labels on it, prepare the corresponding materials, and hold the correct ritual. Wouldn't that allow you to use it multiple times?"
Will Auceptin suddenly interrupted him.
"Alright, I accept.
"Remember, you were the one who said those words!"
"…" Klein was momentarily taken aback before he seemed to understand something. He had a vague feeling that he was the one who came over to take advantage of the baby, but he was the one being taken advantage of.
"Yes, I said it." He finally took a deep breath and nodded sincerely.
The baby's meaty face revealed a smile as he spread out his other hand.
"I've prepared it for you.
"There are two drops in total. One drop is for the item used for the transaction, and the other is the reward for facilitating the transaction."
There's a reward? Klein was pleasantly surprised as he hurriedly looked at Will Auceptin's palm.
There were two drops of silver blood, and each drop seemed to have countless tiny, transcendent, illusory wheels spinning. They formed a long belt, the head and the tail almost touching each other.
With just a glance, Klein seemed to have lost his ability to think. All he felt was that all his thoughts were repeating themselves.
He hurriedly shook his head and took out the iron cigar case where Aztec's copper whistle was placed. He then placed the two drops of Snake of Fate's blood that had clearly been sealed inside.
"Thank you for your generosity." Klein said sincerely, then asked, "Can this be used to make talismans?"
The baby sucked on his finger again.
"Of course, you can.
"The engraved symbols are the ones you saw just now. You can choose some of them and combine them. What effect you get will depend on your luck."
Klein nodded and asked again,
"Then who should I pray to?
"You shouldn't be able to respond to such a high-level ritual for the time being. Praying to Ouroboros is equivalent to provoking him …
Could it be pointing to a Sequence 2 angel of the Fate pathway? But I don't know his name. "
Will Auceptin immediately grinned.
"There's a more convenient one."
"Who is it?" Klein pressed in delight.
The baby grinned and replied, "The Empress of Misfortune and Horror."
"The Empress of Misfortune and Horror."
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