Chapter 784 Hiding from Each Other

"I've already obtained the Beyonder characteristic of the 'Immortal' Witch from Her Excellency, 'Sword of the Goddess,' Cecima. This solves the problem of the main ingredient for the potion. The remaining auxiliary ingredients are difficult to come by, namely the blood of a centenarian and the withered branches of an ancient tree nourished by the Fountain of Youth. I plan to ask Emlyn for the blood of a centenarian. His parents are doctors and can obtain the blood without harming the elderly. I also have clues to the Fountain of Youth. Once everything is ready, I will set out to sea to search for one of the six great legends..."

Angel answered ramblingly, but he was a little hesitant in his heart, not knowing whether he should tell the truth about his "time travel".

After all, this was only a society at the beginning of the industrial age, and Emperor Roselle hadn't introduced the genre of "time-travel novels" to this era... Of course, this was related to his reluctance to reveal his identity. If more people knew about his "time travel," some would inevitably suspect that a genius like him, who spanned multiple fields, was actually a time traveler...

So, if I tell Klein the truth directly, will he accept it? After Ince Zangwill revealed that Cole Granger was me, he might have already planted the seeds of doubt in his heart. If I tell him about this bizarre experience again, will he...

After hesitating for a moment, Angel decided to use a more euphemistic approach.

"...Also, according to Black Cat Wenza, the 'ritual' isn't necessary for advancement, and I might already have what it takes to bypass it. As for the success rate... I tried divination, and it shouldn't be a problem."

She was not lying. Even after knowing that she had probably unconsciously crossed thousands or even tens of thousands of years in a special state, her inner perception of time and her understanding of her true age had already made it very likely that she had passed the promotion ceremony of the "Immortal" Witch. But to be on the safe side, Angel still used the magic mirror for divination several times and got the answer that the promotion to "Immortal" would be smoother.

However, Klein, who had seen Angel go wrong with his "divination" several times, took out his pendulum with a look of disbelief.

"Let me give it a try."

"Then please."

Angel crossed his arms across his chest and said with a pout.

Even without external help, the "Weird Mage" can be considered a true master of divination. Besides, I will go to the gray fog to confirm it again later... Klein ignored Angel's temper and used the pendulum method to perform a serious divination - rather than the usual quick divination method of tossing a coin, and came to the same conclusion as Angel.

Strange, could she really be a master of divination... No, that wasn't the point. The point was, had she truly bypassed the "immortality" ritual? Could such a thing really be accomplished?

This question popped up in Klein's mind.

But then he thought of how Adam single-handedly achieved the effect of "being witnessed by many spectators" when he was promoted to "Trickster". This showed that the potion promotion ritual could be modified in a quality-over-quantity manner. And under the guidance of Winsa, who was most likely a high-sequence witch in his lifetime, Angel might really be able to break through the limitations of the ritual and take the "immortality" potion relatively safely?

But how can this requirement, which has lasted for such a long time, be changed... Could it be that she, she is also...

A flash of light flashed through Klein's mind, and he imagined himself climbing the Stairway of Light, seeing countless cocoons hanging above the light gate, and discovering that there were three "travelers" in total, including himself.

If Angel is also a "time traveler" like himself, then everything makes sense!

She spent a hundred years in a deep sleep, and after discovering the truth, she realized that although her body was young, her soul had gone through a long time, thus meeting the requirements of the ritual?

As if to conceal his mistake, he resumed his divination and secretly glanced at Angel in front of him. He saw her staring at the pendulum with a smile on her face, her arms folded across her chest, highlighting her graceful figure under the black dress and her beautiful face that looked like she was not even twenty years old.

Is she also my "roommate" like Russell and Huang Tao?

But soon, Klein fell into the difficult problem of "how to prove it".

The other people he suspected were either like the Elf King Sonyathorem, who invented chopsticks, ate "blood soup" and animal offal, and was good at using spices, or like the ancient sun god, who left behind countless Internet memes and even died like Jesus who was betrayed by his disciples.

Angel, on the other hand, couldn't read Chinese and had no sense of being a "modern person" about Russell's inventions, which made it difficult for Klein to harbor any doubts.

Unless I confront him directly, if he's not a "traveler," then I'll be like a self-destructor. It's very likely I'll be so embarrassed that I'll lose control and turn into a pile of fleeing worms. Well, that's called a "spiritual worm"...

Klein's thoughts scattered and then refocused, and he realized that the pendulum in his hand had already stopped spinning. Angel also turned his puzzled gaze to his face. He quickly put away his suspicions and smiled.

"I didn't expect it to be consistent with your divination results."

"Who's the master of divination now, Mr. Moretti?"

Angel still grumbled with a hint of resentment of not being trusted.

Mr. Moretti... Even though our relationship warmed fastest during my sea voyage as German Sparrow, her impression of me still lingers from the Tingen period, from when we first met... Klein thought with both relief and regret.

I don't know when I can let her know that I am actually Mr. Zhou Mingrui, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it's Sherlock, Hermann, or even Dawn. They are all me, and she is still her...

His mind once again flashed back to himself at Kukwa's Resurrection Square. He was momentarily shaken by Ince Zangwill's words, and Angel's expression, on the verge of tears and as if about to hide in the mirror world, Klein finally decided not to discuss this issue for the time being. Instead, he smiled self-deprecatingly, put away his amethyst-based pendulum, and said:

"It looks like it can succeed."

Then, both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked away.

It was Angel who turned his head first, looked at Klein again, smiled again and said:

"Well, let's discuss something else, about...your ring."

As she spoke, she raised her left hand, with the back of her hand facing Klein. A gold ring inlaid with an amethyst maple leaf ornament suddenly appeared on her ring finger, which had been straight and slender and empty a second ago.

That was the birthday gift Klein gave her at Resurrection Square. It was also the witness of their lifelong love in front of the "Imagination Angel" Adam and several colleagues.

After returning to Backlund, Angel had been using her increasingly skilled mirror magic to conceal the ring on her finger, but this was not a long-term solution. Moreover, she had also laid some groundwork in recent social occasions and allowed her servants to spread rumors, gradually linking the identity of Christine Theresa with Dwayne Dantès.

Now that Klein is back, if the two of them show up at a dinner or dance at the same time, and...

Her eyes suddenly widened, because on the ring finger of Klein's raised left hand, there appeared a gold ring with a shape almost identical to Angel's, but embellished with topaz.

"Of course I've been prepared for this, dear Miss Christine." Klein's smile returned and he waved his left hand, causing the crystal to sparkle in the light. "Coincidentally, Senator Macht has invited me to a ball at his house tomorrow. Let's announce this to everyone at the place where Dawn and Christine first danced."

The first time we danced together, I even stepped on his foot because I wasn't very skilled at the dance steps... Angel also remembered their "first encounter" at the Backlund social scene that day. He smiled knowingly and nodded.

"That's really good timing. When Senator Macht invited me a few days ago, I was hesitant about whether to agree to attend. It seems I need to prepare as soon as possible."

As long as the two of them appeared at the ball at the same time, the Backlund people, who were accustomed to observing others carefully, would quickly notice that they were wearing the same rings, which vaguely looked like a pair. The placement of the rings would tell the whole story without Angel or Klein having to speak up.

"It's a shame that Backlund's bachelors and wealthy men will soon fall into despair. They've missed their last chance to win Miss Christine's favor. This isn't a conspiracy for you to digest the potion, is it?"

After discussing everything, Klein suddenly laughed and said jokingly.

"Unfortunately, this portion of the potion has already been digested. However, I am about to be promoted through the Beyonder characteristic of 'Immortality', and can pre-digest the remaining potion in the pre-sequence that comes with that characteristic..."

"You mean 'joy'?"

Klein raised an eyebrow and moved closer to Angel's sofa.

"And of course 'pain'..."

With a chuckle, Angel half-lay on the sofa, lifted one leg, and let the hem of her skirt slowly slide down her thigh, revealing her fair skin, flawless ankles and calves.

With a sigh of relief that was half joyful and half hesitant, Klein slowly squatted down and touched the smooth, warm skin with his fingers.

The joyful and painful "performance" began.

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"Your Excellency, Archbishop, what is the matter that you summoned me for?"

In Anthony Stevenson's office in the basement of St. Samuel's Church, Leonard Mitchell, dressed in formal attire and wearing bright red gloves, bowed his head respectfully and asked the old man in front of him, who had a warm expression but made him feel a little scared for no reason.

The latter smiled and nodded, not caring much about etiquette and said:

"After traveling to the Southern Continent to handle the mission for the Spirit Cult and your contributions in tracking down defectors, you can now apply for the Spirit Witch's potion."

Leonard was delighted, remembering the tacit understanding between "The Fool" and "The Church" that Pallez had mentioned. He confirmed that the Archbishop had not pursued the matter of him secretly conspiring with Klein to bypass the Goddess Church to deal with Ince Zangwill. Then, with a puzzled look on his face, he asked:

"But my 'Requiem' potion hasn't been fully digested yet."

He had been promoted to Sequence 6 for less than three months. Even though he knew how to act, he was busy with the "Red Gloves" mission and traveled all over the country, so he had no time to digest the potion in his body. At this time, he was still some distance away from being able to safely advance.

"That's exactly why I'm looking for you. Sost's team has to accompany Krestel to complete other missions. I'm pulling you out separately and assigning you some tasks to investigate suspected hauntings. This will give you ample opportunities to act out your role."

This... is almost special treatment. Because I participated in the battle against Ince Zangwill, I was valued by the church. Or is it the same as the old man's analysis? Because of Mr. Fool, the church not only does not pursue my problems, but also plans to train me into a "non-staff member" similar to the captain?

Looking at the archbishop with calm eyes and indifferent expression, Leonard's mind was full of thoughts.