Chapter 91 Klein's Suspicion
"There's no doubt the goddess answered my prayers, otherwise the sketch on paper wouldn't have disappeared for no reason... But what does this mean?"
After hurriedly cleaning up the makeshift altar, Angel took the shiny new sketch paper and went to the living room, where he pondered the meaning of the prayer result under the dim gas light.
In the church's internal records and in the rumors among wild Beyonders, most divine revelations were vague and ambiguous. Receiving revelation simply meant successfully communicating with the gods, and after receiving divine revelation, many people misunderstood it or even thought about it in the opposite direction.
"Is he just a harmless little person, unworthy of attention? Or perhaps there's no such Beyonder capable of altering other people's memories, and this is just my paranoia?"
She picked up the white paper and looked at it carefully, trying to find some residual traces on it, but unfortunately the pattern drawn in pencil seemed to have been carefully erased by an eraser, leaving no scratches or handwriting.
"Could it be that the other party has a special identity, even a goddess..."
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Angel interrupted his own train of thought. This was a great disrespect to the goddess!
Drawing a crimson moon on his chest, Angel didn't dare to think any further.
"Anyway, I've already 'reported' the matter. I've also recorded yesterday's memories and saved them in a drawer. I've done everything I could and should do..."
Angel threw the blank cardboard onto the table and slumped onto the sofa.
If I really messed with a Sequence 4 or even higher Beyonder, then resistance would be pointless. He could even modify my memory without me realizing it. He might be standing right next to me right now, and I wouldn't even notice...
Oh, right, I remember the Hanged Man once said that Beyonders on the Spectator Path possess this ability...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stand up from the sofa and look around.
At night, only two gas lamps were lit in the living room, and the main light was not on, making the room look a little dim. The layout of the surroundings was the same as before she left last week.
Suppressing his restless heart, Angel sat back on the sofa.
After all, no matter how worried she was, she had no way to deal with an enemy of this level. The other party didn't directly attack her, perhaps for other reasons...
The best solution is to find ways to improve your own strength.
Angel thought of this and touched the "magic pocket watch" tied to her left wrist for easy use at any time. The brass case had become warm from the contact with her body. The faint spiritual fluctuations of the magical object made her irritable and even somewhat fearful heart calm down again.
Oh, and I also have a "Magic Pocket Watch" and "Thirst for Blood"...
Looking at the clock in the living room, it was already around 8 o'clock in the evening. Angel decided to test the extraordinary ability of the "Magic Pocket Watch" as planned, and by the way, experience the negative effects after using it.
It was now night, and even if she would be afraid of firelight for the next twelve hours, she could still go home in the dark to rest with her dark vision. The negative effects would disappear the next morning, and even if the "sunlight" was mistaken for firelight, it would not delay the entire day.
Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, and lowered her left hand to throw off the watch chain. The watch chain made a "clattering" sound, and the small pocket watch fell into her hand.
Snap——
The watch cover engraved with the triangular emblem of "God of Steam and Machinery" was opened, and the three hands of the pocket watch all pointed to 12 o'clock, stacked together and motionless, as if the internal mechanism had been damaged.
Click——
Angel pressed the crown of his pocket watch.
All the details of the Magician's extraordinary abilities flooded into her mind like a tide, as if she had already known this knowledge and was only remembering it now.
"Flame Leap" has a range of approximately thirty meters. It can use existing flames or the flammable fire it carries to teleport itself to the vicinity of the flames...
"Injury transfer" uses physical contact to transfer one's own or others' wounds to other locations on the same body. Each wound can only be transferred once.
"Paper Doll Substitute" allows you to use the paper doll you carry to take damage on your behalf, leaving it at its original location while you appear at a nearby location like "Flame Jump"... Well, this ability requires you to prepare exquisitely cut paper dolls in advance.
When Angel sorted out the extra information in her mind, she found that the hands of the pocket watch in her hand were different from before. The minute hand pointed between 1 and 2, and the second hand was moving counterclockwise.
It's been...almost 3 minutes, and I still have about 7 minutes before the hands hit zero!
Angel no longer regretted not preparing the paper man in advance, but looked at the street lights outside the window. With a thought, as if he had performed it thousands of times before, bright yellow flames surged from all parts of his body. As the flames spread, he disappeared from the room without a trace.
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"Bang——"
The slight sound coming from outside the window made Klein Moretti shrink his neck and subconsciously try to dodge.
In the past few days, his dreams were all about the tuxedo clown from the "Secret Order" who had resurrected himself in the morgue. He had already suffered a great deal of psychological trauma from these sounds. When he heard the sound of "leaping flames" again, it was like a nightmare reappearing, and his heartbeat slowed down.
He pushed aside the pen and paper, stood up from the desk, hesitantly opened the bedroom window, and looked out.
It was already night, with a crimson moon hanging high in the sky. The deep red moonlight dyed Narcissus Street with an eerie color. The few pedestrians on the street were either hurrying along with their heads down, or staggering as if they were drunk.
The gas lamps on the street below flickered, as if blown by the wind. Klein stared at them for a few seconds. Seeing the light gradually become stable and warm, he closed the window with peace of mind, inserted the latch, and drew the curtains.
He adjusted the gas lamp in the room to the brightest, letting the warm light fill the room. He sat back at the desk, picked up the pen, and continued thinking and writing.
"Over 1.7 meters tall, long light blond hair, face cannot be seen clearly, but has a good figure." (Acceptable)
"Lives in Tingen City, or between Tingen and Backlund." (Compatible)
"Do you have a source of information within the Nighthawks, or are you a Nighthawk yourself?" (Compatible)
"Knowing the formula of the 'Assassin' potion, did you get it from someone else, or did you do it yourself?" (Compatible)
"The Russell diary provided is the same as what I saw at Old Neil's." (Compatible)
"I have no plans to go to Enmat Harbor in the near future." (doubtful, possibly a lie)
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At the end of the paper, it read: Miss "Queen", Angel Granger.
Klein slowly drew an equal sign between the two names, but ultimately frowned and placed a big question mark over the equal sign.
"It seems I need to find an opportunity to test him in person..."
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