“Dear Mr. Azik:

"Since September, the temperature in Backlund has been getting lower day by day. Recently, we can already see elderly people wearing gloves when going out.

"Just like last year, fog has begun to cover the city, one or two days a week, or even more. Obviously, air pollution control will not be completely successful in one or two years, and it will take at least five years. Fortunately, the pungent smell in the air has become much less, and my vampire friends are very satisfied with the weather conditions.

"Another welcome change is that more and more students, postmen, and skilled workers are buying bicycles, and the number of horse-drawn carriages on the streets has decreased significantly, which means that horse manure and its pervasive smell have withdrawn from the ranks of the dominant factors in Backlund's air quality. Of course, they still occupy a very important position. You know, those gentlemen and ladies who think they are of status will not lower their taste at will. However, from my observation, the children in their families are gradually becoming interested in bicycles.

"During this time, I lived a normal life, going to St. Samuel's Church and the 'Roon Charity and Student Fund' several times a week, participating in their activities, donating cash on a regular basis, occasionally watching horse racing, theater performances, and symphonies, playing cards and golf at the club, and holding or attending banquets, dances, and salons on weekends.

"I forgot to tell you that I have bought a manor. It originally belonged to the Duke of Nigan's family and is called 'Mei Ge'. It has its own high-quality vineyards and winery, as well as a large area of ​​woods and fields for planting and hunting. Its main house is a square with one long side missing. It has four floors and a large number of rooms. I walked around in it for a while and walked more than 10,000 steps before leaving the hall. At the same time, it also has a large number of sculptures, paintings, decorations and exquisite tableware. It is as magnificent as a palace.

“Perhaps my description is a bit exaggerated. After all, I have never seen a real palace. This is also the first manor I own. I still remember that when I was in Tingen, my brother, sister and I lived in a rented house with only two rooms. We had to fall asleep every day smelling the smell of coal.

"This was introduced by Major General Qonas Kilger. It cost me a total of 20,000 gold pounds. You don't have to worry about my financial situation. I made a lot of money in the South Continent and sold some magical items. I currently have more than 17,000 pounds in cash, 15,000 pounds in gold bars, and a lot of gold coins, soles, and pennies.

"I am quite satisfied with Meige Manor. I have sent my former valet Richardson to be the manor's butler. It is already autumn, and I will soon invite guests to spend a pleasant weekend there. I hope Richardson can be well prepared.

“Backlund’s mysterious world has not changed for the time being, and I hope it will remain this way.

"The 'magic mirror' I mentioned before has recovered, but it seems to have left behind post-traumatic stress disorder for Amon. Whenever I mention something related in a question, it will automatically change the font color, give a wrong answer, and ask me to praise it again and again.

"It has a different opinion about leaving the Steam Church. It seems to have decided to stay for a while longer, thinking that it would be safer. It even wants to reveal its harmfulness and become a Class 1 Sealed Object. I have to say, its thinking always surprises me.

"Thanks to some of its answers, I found a way to create pure darkness, which is to use the dream-like spell of the night realm. This is the response of the 'Goddess of Night' and can be classified as pure. In addition, after repeated experiments, I finally mastered the meditation and engraving of the divine symbol today and made the desired item."

Having written this, Klein, who was sitting on the sofa with his thighs as a desk, couldn't help but put down his pen and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

Failure after failure means the loss of one "Spirit Worm" after another, and every separation of a "Spirit Worm" is a damage to him like tearing his spirit body apart, which requires a long time to recover.

Therefore, in order to leave some margin to prepare for unexpected events, Klein would never push himself to his limit. After separating three or four "Spirit Worms", he would choose to rest for a few days and then start trying to engrave. He would try and stop, stop and try again, until now, he had fully mastered the method and made the finished product.

Glancing at the rectangular "diamond" placed next to him, he saw layers of complex symbols extending into the void in the constantly refracted light. He felt a little dizzy, as if he was witnessing a piece of history.

Let’s call it the “Yesterday Reappears” spell… Klein retracted his gaze and continued writing:

“Another storm has landed in the coastal areas. The Kingdom’s upper and lower houses have entered the traditional period of discussing important bills. The footsteps of the New Year are getting closer and closer, and it makes people inexplicably worried.

"May you recover soon and wake up soon."

"Your eternal student, Klein Moretti"

After putting away his pen and folding the letter paper, Klein blew the Azik copper whistle and summoned the nearly four-meter-tall skeleton messenger.

Unlike in the past, this messenger only showed his head and one arm, the rest was below the floor, on the second floor.

This made it appear much shorter than Klein.

After all, I can now be considered a follower of the God of Death... Klein handed the letter to the messenger and watched it disintegrate into a waterfall of bones and drill into the ground.

After doing these things, he picked up the "Yesterday Reappear" charm on the armrest of the sofa.

This is his first successful product, and he plans to use it himself first. Now that he has experience, it will be easy to do it later.

As for whether it was dangerous to borrow power from his historical self, Klein had already divined above the gray fog in advance. He thought that if it involved the real "Fool" or the owner of the "Light Gate", at least there would be the gray fog and the mysterious space to block it.

The result of divination is that it is very safe.

After staring at the long diamond-like spell for a few seconds, Klein no longer hesitated, opened his mouth, and uttered a word in ancient Hermetic language:

"history!"

——The reason why he tried in the real world instead of above the gray fog was that he was worried that the mysterious space would block the tracing of the past.

As the difficult and awkward voice echoed back into his mind, Klein infused his spirituality into the "Yesterday Reappears" spell.

The light that scattered like hair lit up, illuminating the surroundings brightly and purely.

Faintly, a picture flashed before Klein's eyes.

That was him dancing gracefully with Daly Simone beside Ince Zangwill's body;

That was Dwayne Dantès, with his graying temples and outstanding temperament;

That was Gehrman Sparrow, who, with his hat on, landed on the Black Tulip under the care of the wind.

That was Sherlock Moriarty struggling as the meteorite fell from the sky;

That was Klein Moretti who heard the baby crying at the Blackthorn Security Company and summoned Sunshine;

It was a pale-faced college graduate who raised his revolver and aimed it at his own temple.

Going further, all the images disappeared, leaving only a gray mist.

Even until the power of the spell was exhausted, Klein did not find the end of the fog.

As expected, my time travel was related to the gray fog, the mysterious space, and the strange "light gate"... This basically confirmed that I was sleeping in a cocoon in the past, hanging on the light gate, and it lasted for an unknown amount of time... Compared to his state when he first saw the "light gate", Klein was quite calm after completing the confirmation, as if he had expected it.

Phew, next, I can make two "Yesterday Reappearance" spells for Will. This spell is of no use to me... I won't visit his house this week. Feeding him ice cream once a week always makes people suspicious. Their maid looks at me strangely... Also, now that I have mastered the "meditation engraving method" of divine symbols, I can put the use of "time worms" to make extraordinary bullets on the agenda. Well, Leonard said that he will go to Tingen in the next few days to see if he can steal the power of the mutant sun emblem... Klein raised his hand to rub his forehead and got up from the sofa.

——In a previous Tarot gathering, Leonard had handed over four divine symbols and magic signs given by Pales Zoroast. They all came from the "Thief" field. It was said that one could mislead the enemy and make him make mistakes in judgment. One could steal the three extraordinary abilities that the target had used before, starting from the most recent one and going back in sequence. If one could definitely affect the enemy, it could make him lose a lot of life and enter a state of aging. One could create a "Time Worm" with a short survival period, which would quietly "parasitize" the target's body and be controlled by the spell user.

Klein had already made three "Luck Stealer" charms with the seven "Time Worms" left. He gave one to Miss "Justice" and kept two for himself. In other words, he still had four "Time Worms" and could try all four effects. Of course, his intuition told him that not all of them might be successful.

As for Leonard's two "Time Worms", one became the "Luck Stealer" spell - Leonard prayed to Mr. "Fool" according to the teachings of "World" Gehrman Sparrow and received a response, and the other one was made into the "Parasite" spell with the help of Pallez Zoroast.

After a busy period, by the evening, Klein succeeded five times and failed once, and obtained two "Yesterday's Reappearance" spells, one "Parasitic Bullet", one "Deception Bullet", and one "Deprivation Bullet".

The only thing he failed with was the "Aging Bullet", and the reason seemed to be that the level of the mysterious spatial power above the gray fog that he could currently mobilize was not enough.

Looking at the three strange bullets that were similar in appearance, with alternating transparent and translucent colors, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, took out the "Death Knell" revolver, and stuffed them in one by one - there were also the three "Soul Control Bullets" he had made before.

After cleaning up the altar, he walked out of the room, went down to the second floor, entered the dining room, and said to the butler Walter standing beside him:

"We can now invite guests for the weekend hunting trip in the suburbs according to the proposed list."

"Yes, sir." Walter was prepared for this and remained serious and formal.

…………

Zouteland Street 36, Tingen.

Leonard got off the carriage and looked at the rebuilt building with a complicated expression, and for a moment he even forgot to go in.