Because he had experience, Klein put himself in the position of the Dark Wolf and thought:
Normally, the automatic response to prayers would be turned off to prevent the enemy from using feedback to establish contact and lock on to your position;
Under this premise, when faced with a sudden strange prayer, one would undoubtedly rely on the corresponding light spot to observe who is on the other side, obtain more information, and make some preparations for what may happen in the future;
If the person reciting the Honorable Name is a familiar and powerful being like Amon, then the best option is to extinguish the prayer light spot immediately. However, if the person on the other side is a stranger, in this absolutely safe situation, long-term monitoring, understanding the specific situation, and examining whether there is a need for counterattack are what every rational creature will most likely do. At least Klein himself will do so.
The essence of this matter is that non-mythical creatures are marked by higher-level beings and may die inexplicably and miserably at any time. For the person praying, this is comparable to suicide, or even more terrifying. But for the Dark Demon Wolf, it has only benefits and no disadvantages.
At the beginning, the suspicious Dark Wolf would definitely suspect a conspiracy and would not dare to establish contact rashly to influence Klein from a distance. However, as time went on and he observed more deeply, he would confirm that the other party was really just a weakling with a little "Source Castle" aura who was not even at the angel level, and had not made sufficient preparations. He would definitely look for an opportunity to attack Klein remotely through the marked prayer light spot when he was least prepared.
This is consistent with Klein's previous summary of his own advantages: "I am weak."
The only problem with this plan is that the initiative is completely in the hands of the Dark Wolf. Everything about Klein is being monitored, and he has no way to prepare in advance. Once the other party really tries to exert influence, he will be unable to fight back and there is no reason for him to escape.
Phew, if I do this, I will successfully catch the prey, but the hunter will die... It's meaningless... But if I don't put myself in such a passive position, I won't be able to catch the angels of the "Fortune Teller" path, and I won't be able to catch such suspicious demon wolves... This cannot be replaced by secret dolls or others... If I can seize the time when the Dark Demon Wolf is suspicious and dare not attack rashly from a distance, and will only choose to monitor and observe for the time being... Klein's thoughts turned quickly in his mind, looking for opportunities that might exist from one impossibility after another.
In this regard, he could only sigh in his heart and regret that he was not an angel of the "audience" path.
According to his guess, the angels of the "audience" path will more or less have some extraordinary qualities of "the more others know you, the more you know them". When the Dark Wolf closely monitors and carefully observes an angel of the "audience" path through the prayer light spot, His position will undoubtedly be naturally and reasonably exposed to the other party.
Unfortunately, I'm not one of them... and Sequence 2 of the "audience" path may not be able to do it. I can only be sure that Sequence 1 has this trait... Summon "0-08" from the mist of history? No, not to mention the question of whether I can summon the pen without "Groselle's Travels". Even if I succeed in making a projection, the pen is the pen and I am me. The Dark Wolf's understanding of my situation will not allow "0-08" to try to master it in reverse. Also, it can only be used for such a short two minutes at a time, so there is no time to sense anything... This can be used as an auxiliary plan, writing down the desired development in advance, making the Dark Wolf's "choice" reasonable, and eliminating uncertainties... Klein thought a lot, but he still couldn't find a suitable trapping method.
Apart from the regret that he was not a Sequence 1 Angel of the "audience" path, the only thing he could think of was the "starry sky":
The "starry sky" will be polluted just by knowing about it!
If I had the essence of the Starry Sky, then after the Dark Wolf monitored me through the prayer light spot, it would be contaminated by the knowledge and I would lock its position. However, the essence of the Starry Sky is higher than the angel level, so how could I have it... I always feel like I forgot something... Klein asked the World Gehrman Sparrow to shake his head slightly, looked around and said:
"There is no need to discuss the answer now. You can discuss it with the right people in the right way after you return."
He looked especially at Leonard the Star and Cattleya the Hermit, hoping that they could get advice from more experienced beings like Pales Zoroast and Bernadette the Mysterious Queen.
As for himself, he would use the historical pore image to return to Backlund and consult with Miss Messenger, Will Auceptin, and the ascetic Arianna.
This is what it means to widely seek the opinions of angels or quasi-angels before making a major decision... Klein complained about his own behavior in his heart.
Upon hearing this, Leonard the Star and Cattleya the Hermit nodded at the same time.
"OK."
Then, the Tarot Club members exchanged information about the situations on various battlefields until the end.
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After returning to the real world, Leonard, who was resting in the basement of Saint Samuel Church, lowered his voice and described the key points of Klein's problem. Finally, he said:
"Old man, what suggestions do you have?"
“You want to take the extraordinary characteristics of the ‘Miracle Worker’ left in the God-Forsaken Land…” Pallez Zoroast suddenly realized, then laughed and said, “Tell your former colleague that he can’t solve this problem by himself. I have only one suggestion, and that is to ask the ‘Fool’ for help!”
Leonard knew the old man's character very well, so he asked:
"Is this really the only suggestion?"
Pales Zoroast snorted and said:
"That is a mythical creature that even Amon couldn't catch. We can only rely on the help of The Fool."
Leonard nodded and sighed:
"It seems that this is the only way..."
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Two days later, two minutes before the meeting time that "Moon" Emlyn and Maric agreed to meet.
Magician Fors was curled up in the armchair next to the fireplace. He listened attentively to the noise on the second floor and turned his gaze to his good friend Xio.
"If the war continues like this, Backlund will surely encounter more attacks. Are you really not going to evacuate your mother and brother to the surrounding villages?"
Xio's short blond hair was parted asymmetrically and combed neatly. Compared with last year, she looked more serious and had a more arbitrating temperament, like a high-ranking knight leading a group of knights.
She said hesitantly:
"The population that the surrounding countryside can support has reached its limit, and I can still get enough food from MI9."
Having said this, she paused and said:
"If the war really reaches Backlund, you can take them on a 'trip' to Intis and Feynaport..."
“It seems that this is the only way…” Fors was about to talk about going to Intis to purchase food a few days ago when she suddenly heard the alarm clock ringing.
She shuddered, sat up suddenly, stretched out her right hand with a red string on it, and reached into the air.
Her arm immediately sank, and she dragged out Gehrman Sparrow, who was wearing a silk hat, a black windbreaker, and no glasses.
The stern adventurer rolled his eyes, gained consciousness, and reduced his consumption of Miss Magician's spiritual energy.
He nodded slightly, and the glove on his left palm quickly became transparent.
In less than a second, Gehrman Sparrow "teleported" away and disappeared into the house rented by Fors and Xio.
"..." Fors was stunned for a while. After a while, she turned her head and said to Xiou with a slight twitch of her lips, "I think I am just a tool..."
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It was dark, but the gas lamps on the street were not on. Only the crimson moon illuminated the entire city.
Klein arrived at the agreed place and looked around. His eyes lingered for a few seconds on the unusually deserted street, the burn marks on the wall, and the collapsed house not far away.
Judging from what he saw right before his eyes, Backlund was desolate, dilapidated, and filled with the smell of gunpowder.
At this time, Emlyn White walked out of an alley and nodded to the crazy adventurer.
Following the other party's instructions, he did not speak or salute in order not to waste precious time. He led Gehrman Sparrow directly to a nearby house and knocked on the door rhythmically.
With a creak, the door opened automatically, revealing a dark environment shrouded in faint moonlight.
Emlyn and Klein walked in and saw Maric, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, appearing on the sofa. The door behind them closed with a clang as if it had its own life.
Glancing at Maric, Emlyn smiled and pointed at Klein.
"This is my partner, Mr. Gehrman Sparrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Maric's eyes looked at him even more strangely, as if he was examining a fool.
"Long time no see." Maric stood up and put his hand on his chest, bowing to Sherlock Moriarty.
Since the other party did not appear in the image of Sherlock Moriarty, he would definitely not take the initiative to mention related matters.
"Long time no see." Klein took off his hat and looked around. "Please ask Miss Sharon to come out and discuss this together. I can only stay for a limited time."
As he spoke, he took out the silver-white adventurer's harmonica and blew it.
A figure wearing a gloomy and complicated long skirt and carrying four blond and red-eyed heads walked out from the void.
——The messenger summoned by the harmonica historical projection is an objective existence and will not add any additional spiritual burden to the "magician" Fors.
At the same time, Maric nodded and said:
"OK."
He cast his gaze towards the high stool on the other side of the room.
Emlyn looked at the "ghost" with a bewildered look on his face, then looked at Gehrman Sparrow and the spiritual creatures he summoned. He inexplicably felt as if he was excluded and shouldn't be here.
On the high stool, a figure was quickly outlined. Her skin was as white as a doll's. She was wearing an exquisite dark black court-style dress and a small soft hat of the same color. Her blonde hair was lighter and her blue eyes were slightly lighter.