After roughly understanding the situation, Klein looked at the full-length mirror in the room and asked:

"What is the king's secret?"

As if on the surface of a mirror leading to another world, the water light floats gently, gradually reflecting a scene:

It is a relic hidden deep in the darkness, covered with the dust of history, yet almost intact.

This means that the king's secret is in the remains of the Blood Emperor... Is Arrodes afraid to answer directly, or is this really the only thing he can see? Klein considered it for a moment and said to the Magic Mirror:

"It's your turn to ask questions."

The scene in the full-length mirror did not change at all, except for the silver words that appeared one after another:

"Great Master, do you have any other questions?"

"Yes." Klein nodded without hesitation. "Where is the White Saint Katarina now?"

In the mirror, the silver words quickly faded and disappeared, but the background did not change at all. It was still the remains of the "Blood Emperor".

If it weren't for the words appearing and disappearing, I would have thought that this "magic mirror" had crashed... Is Katarina hiding in the remains of the "Blood Emperor"? The real one? Klein nodded thoughtfully:

"It's your turn."

Above that scene, the silver words reappeared and condensed:

"Merciful Master, why don't you leave Backlund?"

That's a good question. I had originally planned to do this... I initially investigated the Backlund smog incident out of indignation at the innocent deaths of poor people like Old Kohler, and the confusion of my main goal being almost shattered. Later, I was tied to the identity of the goddess's favored one. After that, I wanted to prevent the disaster that was about to happen, to save the people I knew from the pain of the ambitions of the upper echelons, and to prevent them from becoming drowned in the tide of the times. I was willing to take certain risks for this...

As for now, knowing that a war might be coming that would sweep the entire world, and realizing that the promotion ceremony for the "Ancient Scholar" was almost "tailor-made" for me and full of traces of arrangements, I already understood that even if I really wanted to escape, I might not be able to do it. In other words, even if I escaped from Backlund, I would probably not be able to escape the fate that I had been carrying since the beginning. In this case, I might as well take the initiative to take risks and challenges to see if I can figure out the truth, find possible opportunities, and grasp my own destiny... Klein's thoughts were in a state of confusion and gradually settled.

Then he replied calmly:

“Leaving doesn’t really solve the problem.”

After finishing his words, Klein began to ask questions:

"Where is Triss right now?"

Inside the full-length mirror, the scene finally changed. This time it was completely dark, with only occasional large objects sliding across the surface.

Arrodes also couldn’t see Triss’s condition... Klein nodded slightly and said:

"It's your turn to ask."

There was water light floating in the mirror again, and strands of silver gathered into a coherent sentence:

"Great Master, I have something to tell you. Can I say it?"

“Go ahead.” Klein responded with some curiosity.

The silver words squirmed and turned into new words:

"You must be careful next time!"

He even used an exclamation mark... Did "Magic Mirror" Arrodes smell something bad? Klein thought for a few seconds and said:

"What do you think could threaten me?"

"I don't know, a feeling..." Arrodes reorganized the words, changing them from silver to gray, visually showing what frustration and self-blame meant.

Without waiting for Klein to respond, new gray-white words popped out from the mirror one after another:

"Great Master, I have another scene I want to show you, is that okay?"

“Okay.” Klein said, slowing down his speech.

On the surface of the full-length mirror, ripples appeared in the water light, and the darkness changed accordingly.

It becomes deeper and deeper, dotted with diamond-like bright spots of light one after another.

It is a beautiful and vast night.

Was the scene Arrodes showed pointing to the goddess whose essence was "stars" or the "starry sky" with a gaze projected from it? It seemed that it didn't dare to express it directly... Klein thought about it and stopped trying to ask questions:

"That's all for today."

"Okay!" The gray words reappeared in silver, and the speed of emergence slowed down for some reason. "Great master, you, you haven't said yet, if there are any problems later, you will summon me again, your loyal servant Arrodes..."

What a ceremonial mirror... Klein said with a smile:

"Of course, I will summon you again when I have other questions."

"Yes, master! Goodbye, master!" On the surface of the mirror, the silver words returned to normal speed and outlined a simple drawing of a person waving his hands continuously.

When everything returned to normal, Klein burned the paper with the summoning symbol on it, opened the curtains, and stared at the cold and dim sky again.

…………

In a small dark church in Queens.

Xio and Fors both received the words that Miss Justice asked Mr. Fool to convey, and knew that the problem had been solved. They also roughly understood what the king's secret was.

"...It's really amazing." Fors, who believed in the "God of Steam and Machinery", opened his eyes in the dim and quiet prayer hall, tilted his head, lowered his voice, and sighed.

She originally wanted to directly say Mr. World, or that Gehrman Sparrow was really amazing, but now she would not make such a mistake.

The past week had made her feel as if she had been in the mysterious world for more than a decade.

Xio also opened his eyes, but first drew a crimson moon on his chest to repent for his disrespectful behavior towards the goddess.

"Yes, that is a..." Before Xio could finish his words, his meaning was conveyed accurately into Fors' mind.

What she wanted to say was that Hvin Rambis was a true demigod, but less than ten minutes had passed since she and Fors entered the church, and he was killed by Gehrman Sparrow.

Although they are both saints, there is such a huge gap between them!

"Maybe, the blessing of angels..." Fors made a vague guess based on his experience in supernatural events and creation.

As the prayer hall was dark and quiet and not suitable for communication, Xio did not respond directly to Fors' words. He nodded, stood up, and walked into the aisle.

The two of them left the prayer area side by side. When they were close to the gate, Xio let out a breath and said:

"I really hope that one day I can be as good as you..."

“I sometimes think so.” Fors smiled and said, “Well, anyway, you have completed the investigation, haven’t you? Although there are definitely many so-called secrets that are worth digging into, the outline of what happened is relatively clear now.”

Xiu stared at the gate in front of him, lost in thought for a few seconds and said:

"But what's the point? I can't do anything about it. I can't do anything."

“No, no, no. As far as the enemy is concerned, his status is not that noble. At least we can look him in the face.” Fors consoled her friend earnestly, “When you achieve a qualitative change, you will find that you are capable of participating in this matter, at least the part that does not involve a higher level.”

Fors, who joined the Tarot Club long before Hugh, had witnessed Mr. Fool planning something. Through his followers and members of the Tarot Club, He destroyed the advent of the True Creator, uncovered the secrets of Bansi, obtained part of the authority of the Storm domain, and intervened in the fate of 0-08. Compared with the angels, the king of angels, and even the true gods involved in these things, King George III was really nothing.

Xio walked slowly to the door, and after a moment of silence, said:

“I see what you mean.

"We will return to the East District next. We should not rush to move. Wait until I get the formula for the Judge potion and then hide completely. I think after what happened today, they will not dare to take the risk of investigating us again."

"Of course, they are just hiding in the darkness, unable to see the sunlight." Fors quickly echoed, and then sighed, "I just hope that the teacher's reply can be delivered before I move again."

Xio raised his hand and scratched his yellow hair, then walked out of the church door and said seriously:

"Once I get the formula, I will purchase the button and try to get promoted as soon as possible."

“Not bad, you’ve regained your fighting spirit.” Seeing this, Fors smiled and teased.

Xio said nothing more and continued walking forward with a serious expression.

After walking dozens of steps, she suddenly stopped and said without looking back:

"My money should, should not be enough to buy that button. When the time comes, you can lend me some...

"I will definitely pay it back."

Fors was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter:

"good.

"If my guess is correct, I should be able to get the subsequent things from my teacher."

…………

On Thursday afternoon, Klein used the excuse of taking a rest to return to the master bedroom, entered the bathroom, and walked four steps backwards to the top of the gray fog.

He thought the glass bottle containing the "potion" should have completed absorption.

Sitting on the high-backed chair of The Fool, Klein waved his hand, lifted the isolation, and brought the target over.

The transparent glass bottle has been dyed a dark color, with many grids on the surface, shimmering with light, and has a bit of the temperament of a work of art.

It was completely empty, without even a drop of potion left. The wider mouth of the bottle was covered with a layer of floating mist, which made Klein feel as if he was being absorbed as soon as his eyes fell there.

Faintly, a voice came from the bottle:

"Invest one hundred gold coins and you can have one wish come true...

"Invest one hundred gold coins and you can make a wish come true..."

Who did you learn this from... I have to say, these repetitive and monotonous words are indeed helpful for hypnosis... If you really put in a hundred gold coins, it would be equivalent to opening the door to your mind body on your own. You will be controlled by the bottle and become its slave... Klein made a brief analysis and summoned the "Darkless Cross". With the help of the pressure of the gray fog, he inserted it into the mouth of the bottle.

"You devil!" the voice in the bottle screamed miserably, and then was blocked by the gray fog.

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