Glancing at the image appearing in the silver mirror, Klein immediately showed a thoughtful expression:

"This mirror is amazing, and it even has its own name. It seems to be a living seal...

"This kind of thing may not be too harmful, but it is very difficult to seal. It is rarely used unless it is a special case. This member of the Mechanical Heart named Ikanser Bernard seems to be of a high status. He should be a deacon, and he is not simple himself...

"The limit of divination is almost the result presented by the silver mirror just now. Even if I go above the gray fog, I won't get any better results.

"It's hard to determine what the 'Apostle of Desire' looks like. I wonder how many people in Backlund meet the requirements of high cheekbones and blue eyes..."

As Klein was thinking, the image in the silver mirror quickly faded.

Then, blood-red words were drawn on the mirror:

"According to the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions. If you lie or cannot answer, you will accept the task I assign or be punished."

"..." Klein raised his eyebrows.

Is this a truth or dare mirror? Interesting...

Words like dripping blood slowly change into new letters and new sentences:

"Hong Guang's real name?"

Red light? One of the leaders of the Brotherhood of Pure Light? One of the seven rays of light high up in the spirit world? Klein thought about it carefully and found that he didn't know how to answer.

He only knew one "Yellow Light" Winia.

Ikanser's throat moved and sweat began to form on his forehead.

After a brief silence, he said in a deep voice:

"Naniides!"

"Error." The blood-red words on the mirror changed again, "Mission, or punishment?"

Ikanser's expression showed obvious struggle, and he finally let out a sigh and said:

"punish."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-white lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck him on the head.

Zizizi, Ikanser's hair stood up straight, and his body fell down with a bang, with some black smoke coming out.

But the mirror did not fall to the ground with him. Instead, it floated up on its own and landed on the table.

Two seconds later, Ikanser stood up tremblingly with the help of a chair, and then sat there, shaking and gasping for breath.

Klein watched all this in silence, not knowing how to react for a long time.

Ikanser, who had calmed down a little, looked at him and forced a smile and said:

"You should have heard about what the seals are, and you should also know that they all have certain negative effects."

“Yes.” Klein looked at Ikanser’s standing hair and suddenly understood why his previous hairstyle was so fluffy, messy, and stubborn.

Klein couldn't help but say:

"Actually, you can ask it by yourself. There's no need to ask it in front of me."

"Huh, this mirror requires someone to watch." Ikanser was still shaking.

It's really spiritual... Klein took two steps forward and came to the table. He looked at the silver mirror carefully with curiosity. He found that this living sealed object had nothing special except for its strange pattern and two eyes.

Ikanser turned sideways to him and shuddered as he let out a sigh:

"You can also ask it questions, we don't mind."

"No, I don't have that idea." Klein would never play "Truth or Dare" with someone like the Pen Fairy or the Ouija Board.

As he spoke, he tried to touch the edge of the silver mirror.

It felt cold and metallic... Just as Klein had this thought, he saw the ancient silver mirror tremble slightly.

White words quickly appeared on it:

"Your faithful and humble servant Arrodes is at your service."

Huh? Klein was confused.

Then he walked away from the desk calmly.

What was going on? This mirror was playing "Truth or Dare" with people very coldly just now... How did it become like this in the blink of an eye? Klein was amused and confused.

He quickly made some guesses based on the information he had:

"Silver Mirror knows the true name of 'Red Light', and it seems to have some connection with the spirit world...

"And the mysterious space above the gray fog seems to be related to the spirit world. At least when I summoned myself, I could see a place that looked like the spirit world when I walked through the gate...

"This mirror called Arrodes sensed the breath of gray fog?"

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Klein saw Ikanser recover, stand up again, and grab the ancient silver mirror. The other two team members in the room also ended their aimless search while pretending that they saw nothing.

After a thorough inspection, Klein said goodbye to Ikanser and the others and found Isengard Stanton who had returned to the living room.

"What to do next?" he asked directly.

Isengard answered solemnly:

“Let Stuart and his family move in together first to make it easier to protect them, but this can only be a short-term solution.

"You, Kaslana, and I will continue our normal activities and accept secret protection, hoping to find the 'Apostle of Desire' as soon as possible.

"You are a believer in the God of Steam and Machinery, right?"

“Yes,” Klein answered as he drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest.

At the same time, he lamented:

For the next period of time, I dared to enter the gray fog only in the bathroom...

…………

In Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.

Audrey glanced at the elegant wall clock, suppressed her nervousness and excitement, and slowly sat down in front of the dressing table.

She will soon go to the home of her psychology teacher, Islant, and take the crucial step towards becoming a formal member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society".

But before that, she had to calculate the time and pray to Mr. Fool, asking Him for help.

Maybe I can see an angel this time? Audrey thought with anticipation.

She calmed down for a few seconds, clasped her hands together, placed them in front of her mouth and nose, and whispered the name of The Fool.

At No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein was standing in the living room, looking at the scene that had finally become deserted, and sighed.

For him, the "Apostle of Desire" only brings danger, but for Stuart and others, it also changes their lives.

I hope it can be resolved as soon as possible... With so many Beyonders and so many Sealed Objects, there must be something that can restrain the "devil" path... As his thoughts raced, Klein suddenly heard illusory layers of prayers.

It should be Miss Justice... He looked around preparedly and walked towards the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

When he locked the bathroom door, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

“My life has also been changed a little bit…”

Before the threat from the "Apostle of Desire" was lifted, he could only try to avoid going above the gray fog as much as possible while accepting the secret protection of the "Machine Heart".

Next week's "Tarot Club" will have to streamline the process and content, but no matter how much it is compressed, it will still take more than ten minutes. Well, constipation is a very normal thing. Who stipulates that Beyonders can't be constipated? Klein took four steps backwards and entered the gray fog.

Next, "Justice" Audrey performed a simple ceremony according to the previous instructions and entered the "artificial sleepwalking" state.

After seeing her blurry figure appearing in the crimson stars, Klein proceeded step by step. He first used his spirit to contain the "Black Emperor" card, then picked up the paper figure with improved cutting skills and shook it out.

As expected, the paper figure gathered the power that was pried open from the gray fog and transformed into a giant angel with twelve pairs of jet-black wings.

Audrey saw the sacred and majestic angel descending before her and wrapping herself with layers of wings. She was speechless for a long time.

This is the angel, Mr. Fool’s angel… and it’s an archangel with twelve pairs of wings! This is exactly the same as the description in the mythological books… This is also the angel of our Tarot Club! Audrey watched the angel’s figure fade away quickly, and suddenly felt that the other party was unusually kind.

She thanked Mr. Fool joyfully, excitedly, and devoutly, then called the maids and told them to prepare to go out.

Klein returned to the living room with a smile, and looked at the bullet holes in the wall as he fell into deep thought:

Should I hang a cheap oil painting to cover it up, or repair it or paint it?

…………

At Eslant's home on Seventh Avenue in the Hillston area.

Audrey asked the maids and bodyguards to stay in the living room, and she followed her master into the living room with her golden retriever, Susie.

In the living room, two other people were already waiting. One was Hilbert Alukard, a psychologist introduced to Audrey by Mrs. Norma, and the other was Stephen Hampres, the convener of the previous psychological seminar.

At this moment, although it was already dinner time, there was only one ordinary candle lit in the room.

The candle was placed in the center of the coffee table, the dim flame swaying slightly, dispelling the darkness in the living room.

After greeting each other, Hilbert, who had a brown complexion and some southern continent ancestry, glanced at the golden retriever Susie, but did not speak.

Audrey smiled apologetically and said:

“I feel more secure with it.”

Susie also looked at Hilbert with innocent eyes.

"I understand your mentality. Please take a seat." Hilbert smiled and sat on the sofa on the other side of the coffee table. Hampres and Islant also found a seat and sat down.

After Audrey sat down, Hilbert picked up the candle wick to make the light a little brighter.

He looked at Audrey through the candlelight:

"Now answer me honestly, do you really want to join the Psychological Alchemy Society?"

His eyes seemed to be tinged with a hint of gold under the candlelight, and deep in the pupils there was a faint hint of another eye, a vertical eye.

Audrey was suddenly in a trance, then she came to her senses and nodded gently:

"Yes."

Hilbert asked again:

"Would you intentionally harm the Psychological Alchemy Society?"

His tone was strangely inductive, as if as long as the person being asked gave an affirmative answer, he would unconsciously agree and follow it from the bottom of his heart.

"No." Audrey answered very rationally.

After a few questions, Hilbert, Eslant and others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The former smiled and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Audrey hesitated for a moment, then showed her honesty:

"I once bought the 'audience' formula at a gathering of extraordinary people. I, I am already a 'audience'."

That gathering of extraordinary people is called the Tarot Club... Audrey thought proudly in her heart.