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Klein, who lay in bed until he fell asleep, ultimately did not sleep until dawn because he thought that if he slept soundly and did not notice anything when most people on the street were awakened by the noise underground, it would be easy to arouse suspicion.

Sure enough, just as he got up, walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and pretended to look for the source of the roar, the butler Walter came knocking on the door and arranged two servants with double-barreled shotguns to protect their employer in case of any accidents.

It wasn't long before the police arrived and, based on accounts from several residents in the neighborhood, targeted the sewer.

What they discovered afterwards, and whether they asked for help from the Nighthawks, was unknown to Mr. Dwayne Dantès, an ordinary citizen.

After initially confirming that there would be no further accidents, he sent away the housekeeper and servants and went to bed to catch up on his sleep.

When he woke up, Böklund Street had returned to normal, with pedestrians in twos and threes, and occasional carriages passing by. The Intis sycamore trees along the road continued to make the place look deep and peaceful.

"Have the results of the investigation come out?" Klein asked Richardson, the personal butler who was helping him to tidy up his clothes, while looking at himself in the mirror.

Richardson had already found out everything, so he waited for his employer to ask and immediately answered:

"It is said that some gang members were trading arms in a nearby sewer and accidentally caused the explosion."

What a reasonable explanation... Klein didn't ask any more questions. He didn't even consider where the "thief" who could steal his thoughts had gone, or whether he had been found by the Nighthawks.

This is because he believed that the other party's act of actively detonating the explosives would definitely have a very serious impact on himself - if he had enough ability or a suitable environment, he would have "parasitized" Hazel long ago, without so much twists and turns and trouble. In other words, in two or three weeks, or even two or three months, Klein no longer needs to worry about what the other party might do.

Secondly, if he continued to investigate and pushed the person into a desperate situation, Klein had no doubt that he would also be harmed. Once the other party no longer cared about anything and affected the surrounding area on a large scale, even if his identity was not exposed, he would still be attacked by the demigod and implicate the innocent residents of this street.

In addition to these two reasons, Klein was also concerned about one thing. If abnormalities continued to occur on the originally "normal" Böklund Street, it would definitely arouse deep suspicion from the official Beyonders. And all this happened after Dwayne Dantès moved in. Even if Klein had a mouth full of mouths, he would not be able to explain it clearly. At that time, he could only give up the plan and reconsider other options.

You can’t go into the sewers recently. There is a high probability that there is a trap set by the authorities... There is only one thing you need to do. Keep an eye on Hazel to see if she is abnormal. Once you find any signs of danger, immediately transform into a "thief" and post a "small advertisement" at the door of St. Samuel's Church... Klein went downstairs to have breakfast with a calm expression, then returned to the master bedroom. He asked his personal butler Richardson to wait at the door, and he took out the nearly broken paper crane from his wallet.

He planned to use it one last time and pass the bargaining chip given by the "Admiral of the Stars" to the "Snake of Fate" Will Auceptin to see if He would agree.

Normally, he could accomplish this by visiting Dr. Allen at home, but since Dr. Allen did not invite him and he did not have sufficient reasons, visiting was not a good option as it would easily make people suspicious of his motives. He could not tell Dr. Allen that he was not looking for him, but for the fetus in his wife's belly.

Carefully unfolding the paper crane, Klein glanced at the pencil writing left last time. He intuitively believed that as long as he used the eraser, the paper would definitely tear.

However, this did not bother him. He picked up a black absorbent pen and wrote the words directly on the paper:

"The bargaining chips have been given over there."

The dark blue, almost black ink is countless times brighter than the pencil marks, so even though the two parts of the text completely overlap, it does not affect others from recognizing the top word at all.

There are always more solutions than problems... Klein nodded with satisfaction and folded the spread paper back into a paper crane along the lines.

This time, he suspected that opening it again would cause damage.

…………

Silver City, Berg's house.

Ever since the Tarot meeting ended, Derrick had been like a stone statue, sitting by the bed, motionless.

He didn't know how long it had been before he was "woken up" by the noise coming from the street outside. However, the nightmare-like feeling still shrouded him, making his steps towards the window seem quite heavy.

"God may be dead..." "God may never come back..." Similar thoughts kept echoing in Derrick's mind, brewing uncontrollable despair and pain.

Although he had doubted whether God would return and care for the dark people abandoned by Him when he killed his parents, and later wanted to rely on Mr. Fool to transform himself into a real "sun" to help the residents of Silver City escape the curse of fate, the education he received since childhood and the surrounding environment still influenced him all the time, making him still look forward to the return of the Creator and the response to Silver City's sacrifice and repentance.

And now, all these hopes have been destroyed, only the last bit remains, and it may be submerged by darkness at any time.

Silver City will continue like this, and eventually disappear completely into darkness. No one will remember that we ever existed or struggled... Derrick looked out the window and saw many residents of his area gathered together, praying spontaneously and confessing to the Lord who created everything.

This was not a ceremony organized by the "Six-Man Council", but a tradition formed in Silver City over the past two or three thousand years. One had to pray when good things happened, when one felt emotionally unstable, when someone in the family was injured, and when a new life was born.

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the street. Derrick stood in the darkness of the house, staring blankly outside. He did not move for a long time, but his hands were clenched unconsciously.

After the residents dispersed, he finally withdrew his gaze, his expression distorted.

Reaching out and touching the "Thor's Roar", Derrick's eyes gradually became firm. He was ready to make some friends according to what Mr. "The Hanged Man" said, and help him from the side.

Soon, he became embarrassed again because he had no idea how to take the initiative to make friends, how to greet others enthusiastically, and how to find topics to talk about.

It was something that went against his character.

After thinking it over, Derrick decided to go to the training ground and use fighting to rebuild relationships with his former acquaintances. It was a gathering place for people in Silver City, and he could often meet people he was familiar with.

…………

It was another late night, and Klein saw the dark and desolate plains and the mysterious and gloomy spires in his dream as he wished.

After passing through one obstacle after another, he arrived at the area where the tarot cards were scattered, and a black baby carriage was already there.

Will Auceptin, wrapped in silver silk, asked in a clear voice:

"What are the chips?"

You're very active and proactive this time... Where's your Sequence 1 reserve? But that's how kids are. You've maintained a good attitude... Klein laughed secretly and said:

“Two chips, choose one.

"One is to look at the 'Wheel of Fortune' card once, and the other is to restore a certain amount of strength during a short period of weakness."

Will Auceptin was silent for a second, then laughed:

“That’s Bernadette.

"My hunch turned out to be correct. I can get something good this time."

Then he asked in return:

"Which chip do you think I'll choose?"

Klein subconsciously thought, I have a chance to ask a question, and then he laughed at himself and said:

"Two."

Will Auceptin sighed and said:

“Do I look like a mythical creature that has no such solution?

"I have restarted countless times, so I will definitely consciously prepare in advance!"

That makes sense... Klein nodded and said:

"Would you like to see the Wheel of Fortune card? Or have them change their chips again?"

Will Auceptin sucked his fingers and said:

"I choose two."

"..." Klein's expression froze on his face.

At this time, Will Auceptin smiled and said:

"Knowing one more method means having one more trump card. Isn't that right?"

Yes, you are right... Klein responded helplessly:

"Okay, when will the deal be done?"

Will Auceptin waved his short arms and said:

“Of course, wait until I’m born and have umbilical cord blood!

“That will probably be in early July, maybe earlier.”

Having said this, he regained his composure, chuckled and said:

"If they want to give me that method ahead of time, I don't mind."

"They?" Klein asked subconsciously. He didn't understand why the "Mercury Snake" knew it was them and not just her, the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette.

Will Auceptin sucked his fingers and said vaguely:

"Bernadette has long passed the stage where she needs a drop of blood from a mythical creature. This should be what she prepared for her subordinates."

Is that so... Ms. Hermit needs it? Klein asked thoughtfully:

"What is the use of such a drop of mythical creature's blood? The main ingredient of some kind of magic potion?"

He thought of the fact that a drop of divine blood of "Eternal Blazing Sun" could be used as the main ingredient of the "No Darkness" potion.

"No, do other paths consume the blood of mythical creatures from the 'Destiny' path in an attempt to commit suicide?" Will Auceptin sneered. "I heard that in order for a Sequence 5 of the 'Mystery Voyeur' path to advance to Sequence 4, one needs to completely analyze a drop of mythical creature's blood to obtain complex and vast knowledge from it. This is part of the ritual. And because the blood of mythical creatures used is different, once successful, their expertise at the 'Mysticist' stage will also be somewhat different."

It can be done this way... Different paths and different sequences of rituals have their own characteristics... Klein bowed with sudden realization and said:

“Thanks for your answer.”

Will Auceptin waved his hand and said:

"The greatest thanks is that you stop disturbing me and let me be born in peace and quiet!"

Without waiting for Klein to respond, He added:

"Giving me that method is not a bother!"

After saying that, the black stroller backed up, entered the shadows, and disappeared.

Klein saw the tower walls around him collapse and breathed a sigh of relief. He prepared to break free and go back to sleep.

At this moment, he was startled and found that a new power had invaded his dream.

As soon as one person leaves, another one comes. It's even more lively than during the day! Klein guided the dream to change according to his own ideas while looking around in a daze.

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