The window curtains were closed and the wall lights in the house were dimmed. Audrey completed the corresponding preparations according to the requirements of the "magic mirror divination".

Of course, she didn’t deliberately choose a suitable time period, because it wouldn’t be that troublesome to ask Mr. Fool.

Glancing at the candle in front of her and the mirror that reflected the candlelight and herself, Audrey picked up a bottle of hydrosol with interest but a little uneasiness, and sprinkled a few drops of it on the dim flame.

The faint and elegant scent penetrated into Audrey's nose, and she inexplicably recalled the time when she was just a fan of the mysticism.

She would also make all kinds of mistakes at the beginning. At critical points in the ceremony, she would find that she had forgotten to prepare essential oils and hydrosols to please the gods, so she had to make do with perfume instead, and the result was undoubtedly failure.

In fact, according to the information revealed by Mr. Fool, even if I really replaced this bottle of hydrosol with my own perfume, it would still respond to me... Audrey took a slow breath and used "meditation" to completely calm herself down.

She knew that her uncontrolled thoughts just now were not her normal behavior, and her slight anticipation and nervousness were magnified by the "lie" necklace!

After adjusting her state, Audrey clasped her hands together, placed them in front of her buried mouth and nose as if praying, and began to recite in a low voice sincerely:

“Fools who do not belong to this age;

“The mysterious master above the gray fog;

"The yellow and black king who controls good luck."

…

The secret spell was chanted softly seven times in a row. Audrey found that there seemed to be something indescribable in the darkness around her, like an undercurrent lurking under the water.

Raising her head, Audrey stretched out her right hand, passed by the candlelight that didn't waver at all, and stroked the mirror from top to bottom.

At this point, the "magic mirror divination" process is completed. If the mysterious, unknown existence shows interest in it, it will use the mirror to give a certain response.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient and magnificent palace, Klein saw the deep red star representing Miss Justice first expand, then contract, emitting illusory light. Finally, they were all stained with a deep and mysterious feeling that was almost black, and condensed into a mirror-sized aperture that seemed to lead to the outside world.

The effect is different from previous rituals. It’s quite interesting... Klein leaned back in his chair, spreading his spirituality and coming into contact with the dark circle that looked like a cave entrance.

Silently, his field of vision suddenly changed. The long bronze table, the crimson stars, and the spacious room illuminated by candlelight overlapped inexplicably, yet the boundaries were clearly defined.

At this moment, Klein felt like a mirror had become an extension of his body and his eyes, helping him to clearly see and interfere with the real world even above the gray fog.

Yes, clear!

Everything in Klein's sight was no longer gray and blurry, but appeared clearly in his eyes!

His gaze suddenly froze for two seconds.

In front of him was a young girl in a pure white dress with gold lace. Her long golden hair was casually tied up, falling down softly and shiny. Her emerald green eyes reflected the slightly pale firelight, as deep as the sea, and like the purest gem. Her facial features and her face shape combined to create a breathtaking beauty, and her temperament was elegant and pure.

Klein looked away inexplicably feeling guilty.

I almost thought it was a witch of a high sequence. Fortunately, I remembered in time that Miss Justice was a Beyonder of the Audience Path and couldn't possibly become a witch... The scent of this pure dew is very good, very special... This subtle sensation, the magical item made by the Beyonder characteristic of the Faceless Man? Miss Justice turned it into a necklace... Klein's eyes fell on the magical item disguised as a diamond necklace.

Then, he heard Miss Justice speak expectantly:

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me the whereabouts of the owner of this notebook."

Audrey knew that she was asking Mr. Fool for advice, but she had always wanted to read out the words of Mirror, Mirror, Magic, Mirror ever since she heard the related stories as a child. Now she finally had the opportunity to put it into practice.

The previous failures don't count, huh! Audrey nodded to herself in her heart.

Klein immediately looked at the black notebook placed between the candle and Miss Justice, and discovered that his spirituality could easily spread out with the help of the mirror, "holding" the divination medium like a hand.

Above the gray fog, he quickly wrote down the corresponding divination sentence:

"The whereabouts of the original owner of this notebook."

With one hand holding the notebook and the other holding the paper, Klein leaned back in his chair while meditating. With the help of "meditation", he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Audrey opened her green eyes and looked at the mirror seriously and attentively, waiting for Mr. Fool to respond.

After several seconds, she finally saw water ripples appearing on the mirror.

Success! The "magic mirror divination method" really works! Audrey's eyes widened, reflecting the scene flashing in the mirror:

That’s an aerial view of a village!

The scene was getting closer and the paintings of giant dragons on the buildings became clearer.

A church soon took over the main body of the mirror, only to be replaced by its attached cemetery.

Finally, the picture freezes on a tombstone in the corner. The inscription on the tombstone has long been blurred by the sun, rain and wind, and only the name "Lindilla" can be vaguely seen.

At this moment, the mirror suddenly dimmed, then returned to normal, reflecting Audrey and the candle in front of her again.

Isn't this the village where dragon worship is practiced? The knight who wrote the notes is called Lindella, one of them. He returned to his hometown after the failure of the Twenty Years' War and died there? Or was he transported back to his hometown as a corpse? Hmm... That village belongs to East Chester County, and Stoen City also belongs to East Chester County. It is normal that the notes obtained by Associate Professor Michelle came from there... There is indeed a spiritual dragon living in the ocean of people's collective subconscious... Audrey thanked Mr. "Fool" with a sudden realization and ended the "magic mirror divination".

In the candlelight, she stared at the notebook for a while, and finally decided to hand it in to see what the "Psychological Alchemy Society" could predict and investigate.

At least I don’t have the strength to contact the giant dragon of the mind right now, so I can only do this... Moreover, even if the "Psychological Alchemy Society" really discovers something and has certain gains, as I grow up step by step and my status in the organization rises, they will partly belong to me~ Audrey's mood soon became good again.

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Above the gray fog, Klein tapped the edge of the bronze table with his fingers. Combining Miss Justice's previous statement, he made his own judgment:

That notebook and that village are related to a dragon, and dragons often mean treasure!

It's a pity that Miss Justice's strength is not enough, otherwise I would have encouraged her to explore on her own, and pray to the Sea God if she encountered any problems, and I would provide support in all aspects. Well, this is too dangerous for her, so I can only give up temporarily... If the Psychological Alchemy Society can't find the problem, maybe I can try it in the future... Klein suppressed his regret and recalled the experience of the "Magic Mirror Divination" just now.

"This divination method is excellent for third parties. It can connect to the real world at almost no cost. If I wanted to, I could even get out of the mirror as a spirit! But for the user, it is indeed very dangerous. They will be exposed to the unknown and mysterious "eyes" without any protection, and thus be possessed, manipulated, cursed, and polluted..." Klein sighed sincerely.

He was not worried that Miss Justice would abuse the Magic Mirror Divination because she had the best and safest person to pray to and did not need to seek help from outside.

That's me! Klein retracted his finger and sat at the head of the long bronze table, remaining silent for twenty to thirty seconds.

Soon, he returned to the real world and did not stay for too long. After all, he was on the "Future" and was under the gazes of many people.

After leaving the bathroom and putting away Azik's copper whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane, Klein looked out at the darkness outside where the red moon was covered by clouds and thought quietly for a while.

He put on a half-high silk hat, opened the door and walked out into the corridor.

After walking a few steps forward, Klein deliberately slowed down his pace and glanced at the first room on his left out of the corner of his eye.

As far as he could judge, the mysterious eyes that had been watching the deck quietly during the day and watching him quietly were in this room.

Klein walked slower and slower, almost stopping at the door.

He stretched out his left hand without disguising himself and reached for the handle, and some scenes inside naturally emerged in his mind:

Not far behind the door was a coat rack with nothing hanging on it;

The faint starlight sprinkled on the polished floor, quiet, peaceful, and lacking in human presence;

The window had been opened at some point, and the sea breeze from outside blew in, lifting the not-too-thick curtains.

No one? Klein was just testing the waters. He immediately retracted his left palm and walked towards the stairs as if nothing had happened.

Coming to the deck, feeling the cold night wind, Klein walked slowly and leisurely near the side of the ship with an indifferent look, as if his main purpose was to come down for a walk.

Suddenly, he saw a man sitting in front of him, a man wearing overalls and a white shirt.

Frank Lee? Klein did not stop and moved closer step by step.

The man noticed something and turned half way around, looking back at the person nearby.

He was none other than the "toxin expert" Frank Lee, but there was no longer any smile on his face, and his lips and chin were blood red.

Klein raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.

Frank Lee suddenly raised his hands and grabbed a silver-scale fish on each side that did not struggle.

He said dejectedly:

"It failed... Their life span is much shorter than I expected. They can't reproduce at all, even if they are planted in the soil..."

As he spoke, he raised the silver-scaled fish in his right hand and took a deep sip.

This is a good thing... otherwise I'd really worry about causing an ecological disaster... So, you use wine, no, fish to relieve your sorrow? Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief.