Above the gray fog, in the magnificent palace.

Klein saw the scene in the valet's room through the prayer light of the "winner" Enuni.

His field of vision rose and gradually extended, and the entire Böklund Street came into his sight bit by bit. There were small buildings surrounded by flowers and green grass, there were Intis plane trees blocking the sunlight, there were horse-drawn carriages slowly passing by with decorations that were either elegant or gorgeous, and there were young people riding bicycles happily.

Finally, Klein locked onto House No. 39, which was the residence of Senator Macht. He lowered his sights and examined the humans and animals there one by one to see if he could spot a man with black hair, black eyes and a monocle.

Phew... There is no misalignment or grafting of fate for the time being... After nearly ten minutes, Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a carriage drove into Macht's house and stopped in front of the hallway.

A girl with long wavy dark green hair and bright dark brown eyes got off the carriage. It was Hazel who was returning home.

She was wearing a dark green dress that didn't reveal her shoulders, her lips were slightly pursed, and her expression was relaxed and a little happy.

Seeing Hazel like this, Klein's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This is absolutely abnormal behavior!

In Klein's opinion, there were only two possible outcomes for the mouse demigod after he encountered Amon's clone. One was that he still had a trump card and managed to escape at the cost of serious injuries. The other was that he had extraordinary characteristics and became the nourishment for Amon to strengthen his clone. No matter which case, Hazel would not be able to find a teacher. She would be sad, painful, depressed, and upset. How could she be relaxed and happy at the same time?

Judging from her behavior of risking her life to go to the suburban manor to inform her teacher, she is not such a cold and selfish person... Her current state shows that she is sure that her teacher, the mouse demigod, is fine. She even received a certain reward from him, perhaps including various common sense of the extraordinary world... This contradicts my speculation about the fate of the mouse demigod. No, it is not contradictory. After eliminating all the impossibilities, what remains is the truth... Klein leaned back in his chair and had already made a judgment:

Amon not only absorbed the extraordinary characteristics of the mouse demigod, but also stole "his" destiny and replaced "his" identity!

Therefore, in Hazel's eyes, her teacher was fine, he just needed to hide for a while... After confirming this, Klein let out a silent breath and relaxed a little.

To him, the most terrifying thing about Amon was that no one knew how or in what capacity he would appear. It was not impossible that one day Senator Macht would wear a monocle and the mosquitoes in the garden would turn their bodies around at the same time. So after roughly understanding what identity Amon would appear in, Klein inevitably felt more at ease.

As for whether Amon would show problems with the details in front of Hazel, Klein believed that it was impossible. After all, he was an angel king who relied on deception. Even if the common sense he casually revealed was different from what the mouse demigod had taught him before, he could easily fool her with the excuse that "it was originally a test, but now it officially begins."

Of course, according to Pales Zoroast, Amon would never appear only as a rat demigod, so we must not be careless... Klein observed for a while, retracted his gaze, and left the gray fog.

In a semi-open room with a large balcony, he sat in an easy chair, drank a sip of black tea with lemon slices, half-closed his eyes, and thought about how to deepen his relationship with Qonas Kilger in the future.

After an unknown amount of time, Klein suddenly opened his eyes and activated his spiritual vision.

At the level of demigod, he was able to turn on and off his spiritual vision purely by thought.

Almost at the same time, Renette Tinicole walked out of the void carrying four blond, red-eyed heads, one of which was holding a letter in its mouth.

“Whose letter is it?” Klein asked, as if mumbling to himself, as he stretched out his right hand.

"Sharon..." Renette Tinicole's other head answered.

Miss Sharon? She should be making final preparations before her promotion, why would she suddenly write to me? Klein took the letter from the messenger with a little confusion.

After unfolding the letter, he found that there was very little content on it, just a simple line of words:

"Emlyn White is looking for someone from the Rose School."

Emlyn is looking for someone from the Rose School? Klein raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In his opinion, Emlyn was a vampire who was afraid of trouble. He didn't even want to go out unless it was necessary. How could he take the initiative to look for someone from the Rose School?

This was definitely not Emlyn's own intention... Well, Emlyn mentioned before that a big blood clan figure wanted to see him... Is this a new mission given to him by the blood clan? Very likely! But why didn't he mention it at the Tarot Club? Uh, focusing on the punishment operation, and there are other clues, so he temporarily suppressed this matter? Klein leaned forward thoughtfully, and under the gaze of the eight eyes of the messenger lady, he took a piece of letter paper from the coffee table and took a pen.

He wasn't curious about what clues Emlyn had, because this was a very obvious thing:

Since Miss Sharon knew that Emlyn was looking for a member of the Rose School and consulted his mutual friend, Detective Sherlock Moriarty, about this matter, it meant that the person the vampire was seeking help from must be Ian, the black market arms dealer at the Brave Bar.

This also indirectly shows that Emlyn had discovered traces of Sharon or Maric in previous commissions, otherwise he would not have mentioned the Rose School directly to an ordinary person.

I don’t know enough about the “pharmacist” path to determine how Emlyn discovered the “ghost” or “zombie”… Klein raised his right foot, placed the letter on his lap, and wrote quickly with a fountain pen:

"This should be a task given to Emlyn by the high-ranking members of the Blood Clan. They hate those members of the Rose School who believe in the 'Original Moon', and they are angry at other factions of the Rose School..."

Having written this, Klein paused and added one more point:

"I suspect that the 'Mother Tree of Desire' intends to erode the authority of the 'Moon' domain, but what I don't understand is why the believers of the 'Original Moon' want to join the Rose School. The relationship between this hidden existence and the 'Mother Tree of Desire' seems to be very complicated. There is hostility and cooperation. It is difficult to guess..."

Putting down the pen and folding the letter paper, Klein looked at the messenger waiting beside him and laughed:

"How did you know I was going to reply?"

One of Renette Tinicole's heads replied succinctly:

"Feel……"

Then, the four blond, red-eyed heads spoke one after another:

"You've become... a little more lively... lately..."

"The expressions...are also...richer...a lot..."

Klein took out the box connected to the gold pocket watch and took out a gold coin from it. He laughed at himself and said:

"Always wearing a thick mask is not good for your physical and mental health. After passing through the Demigod Gate, you have to pay more attention to this."

Therefore, unless it was necessary to cover up or disguise, he reduced the number of times he used his "clown" ability to control his expressions.

Renette Tinicole said nothing more. She bit the gold coin and the letter and disappeared.

After watching the messenger leave, Klein leaned back and muttered to himself:

"I wonder if Ms. Sharon and the others will use the vampires to deal with the members of the Rose School in Backlund...

"Ms. Sharon is currently focusing on promotion and may not get involved, but the same cannot be said for Maric..."

…………

Emlyn changed out of his priest robes of the Church of Mother Earth, put on a black suit, put on a silk hat, walked out of the Harvest Church, and got into a rented carriage parked on the side of the street.

After giving instructions for the destination, he casually cast his gaze out the window.

At this moment, Emlyn sensed something and moved his body abruptly, leaving his original position at a speed that left an afterimage and moving to the side.

Then, he saw a figure suddenly appear in the void opposite:

This is a young man with his coat unbuttoned, revealing a white shirt and black vest underneath. His black hair is a little messy, as if it has not been combed well, and his brown eyes are full of repressed feeling, as if he is restraining some deep-seated impulse.

Glancing at the other person's face, which was as pale as a corpse, Emlyn raised his chin slightly and smiled without any nervousness:

"You finally came to see me."

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a member of the Rose School and am here specifically to deal with you?" The young man's figure seemed a little transparent.

Emlyn said, “Hey!”

"Do you think I am not aware of the history of the Rose School and the previous defection of the Temperance Faction?

"Well, what's your name?"

"Maric." The young man responded, "Is this the information you got from the high-level members of the vampire clan?"

Emlyn was stunned for a moment, then he said:

"You're smarter than I thought."

In this way, he confirmed the other party's guess.

Maric took a deep breath and leaned forward slightly.

"How did you find out about our existence, Ian?"

Emlyn then leaned against the wall and said with a smile:

"Humans have their own flavor, and resentful spirits have their own flavor."

Maric was silent for a few seconds, then said:

"You vampires really want to deal with the members of the Rose School in Backlund?"

"Important member." Emlyn answered in an emphatically manner.

"If that's the case, I can use myself as bait to help you lure out the members of the Rose School, but I need a confirmation." Maric rubbed his eyes and said bluntly, "I know you can't make a decision. Go back and ask the high-level officials of the blood clan and get the necessary promises. After that, you know where to find us."

At this point, he handed out a file bag in his hand:

"This is from Ian. It's the initial feedback from tracking Ernes Boyar. It was completed by several bounty hunters."

Emlyn took the file bag and nodded seriously.

"good."