Do you really think so?
Angel was suppressed by Klein in a posture that was almost pressed against the wall, but he didn't have any thoughts of breaking free, but was thinking blankly.
If not, why did he try to trade Klein and Sequence for the worthless "hypocritical" ring when trading with Ms. "Hermit", leaving behind other Mystical Item and the most important Gold Pound that were helpful to him?
And why when you encounter a wanted pirate on the street, you no longer hide your identity, attack secretly, and entrust others to collect the bounty as you did in the past, but instead directly take action and kill the pirate in front of Passerby?
Is it really unintentional to increase your "worth", rather than just trying to... Do you want to leave this money to Klein?
All of this may have been just a vague idea before, but under Klein's direct questioning, it made Angel understand his own heart clearly and clarify his true thoughts hidden under the surface thinking.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Klein sighed softly and continued to ask:
"The reason why you did this? Is it because of the question asked on Tarot Club?"
That question - do you know "Adam"? That High Sequence Beyonder of Spectator Pathway?
Even though he was surrounded by anger and anxiety, Klein was careful not to say the name.
But Angel obviously understood this. Her eyes were unnaturally slanted, and she didn't dare to look at Klein. Instead, she stared at the gas lamp on the wall behind him, her eyes flickering under the firelight.
After a moment, she asked in a low voice:
"If a person's identity, her past, and even the memories in her mind are false, is she still real?"
Although "she" was used as the subject, at this time, Angel's meaning was very clear. Klein was hit by this question and was speechless for a while, and his hands relaxed their suppressive power.
Angel sighed secretly and took the opportunity to break away from his hands. Without saying a word, he turned around and continued walking towards the stairs.
Even she, as a client, couldn't figure this out, so how could she expect...
Suddenly, her shoulder was twisted behind her by a strong force.
Klein stretched out his hands again and clasped Angel's shoulders tightly, refusing to let go.
"I don't know her, I don't know if you are real," Klein's voice was low, hoarse, but extremely firm, "But my encounter with you and everything I have experienced with you are not false. What I love is you now, not a certain name or a certain identity!"
Love me...Angel's cheeks felt a little hot.
This was the first time she heard this sentence clearly from Klein.
Although the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other through this period of experience, she could feel that the other person was a little shy, and she herself had never really put her inner feelings into words due to her change in identity.
At this moment, hearing Klein say these words in this situation made her heart beat faster.
However, when he said this, did it mean that he already knew that my current identity was false... While being moved, Angel also noticed something unusual in the other party's words.
Of course, my identity as "Angel" was a fake certificate obtained from Tarot Club with the help of Hanged Man Alger, and Klein, as the "world", has the opportunity to know this.
She did not delve further into this topic, perhaps because Klein took her privacy into consideration, but the confusion about her identity still made her a little hesitant and a little scared:
What if even this relationship was controlled by Adam?
What if we met him in Tingen, got to know each other in the Nighthawks team, recognized each other's feelings during battles and partings, and finally leaned on each other... What if it was all fake?
"Even if He can deceive you, there is no way he can deceive me." Seeing her face changing repeatedly, Klein retracted his hands and pulled Angel towards himself, "I have this confidence. Everything I encounter with you is my own choice and is all true feelings."
After saying that, he put one arm around Angel's arm and the other around the back of her neck, and kissed her red lips that were slightly open in shock.
"Woo..."
As soon as he let out a whimper, Angel succumbed to this fiery emotion.
Klein's tough movements gradually made her confused heart surrounded and filled with peace.
After a long time, the lips parted.
"I don't know where your current worries and confusion come from, but you should still remember how you promised me before leaving Backlund?"
Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Klein continued to speak.
"Don't give up your life easily."
Angel answered honestly.
She remembered the afternoon when the two reunited after Backlund Great Smog, when Klein also held her shoulders in the same way, forcing her to agree to this request.
And this time, I wanted to leave secretly and "leave everything to him" on my own initiative. I thought I was thinking about him and ignored his feelings...
"I'm sorry."
She lowered her head and spoke softly.
"You know what I want is not this, but that you truly consider yourself and me before making such a decision." Klein sighed softly, his expression softened and no longer tense. "Also, if you can, tell me your doubts and confusions, and we will solve them together."
Tell him everything...Angel almost spoke, but at the last moment, she held back.
How should these things be explained clearly?
The name of "Adam" cannot be mentioned. All of his plans may be at the level of consciousness and memory, rather than actual means.
The most important thing is, is she really ready to let Klein know that she is "Cole Granger"?
"Sorry, there are still some parts of these doubts that I need to confirm personally..." She finally shook her head, and then showed a smile, "But since you believe that this relationship is real, then I also choose to believe it."
She hugged Klein with her backhand, locked her arms, and pressed him tightly in front of her, as if she wanted to rub him into her chest.
It wasn't until the fragile "Faceless" let out a soft moan that she blushed and let go of her arms.
Seeing that she had returned to her usual Angel, Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the other party did not tell the real crux of the problem in the end, he could understand this caution and hesitation as it involved a "King of Angel".
Just like what Angel said, he also chose to believe it.
"Then, the time for psychological treatment is over," the topic changed, and Klein showed a weird smile, "Next, we should talk about birthday gifts."
"I am very dissatisfied with the gift you prepared, because it did not make me happy, but made me afraid.
"Say, what should we do?"
"Ah?"
As soon as I got out of the mixed emotions of shyness, confusion, gratitude, etc., I heard such a strange question, and Angel subconsciously uttered a question.
Late at night, Klein opened his eyes.
He crept out of the warm quilt and covered Angel with the quilt beside him.
The extra burden made her groan softly in her sleep, and turned over, revealing the large swaths of white on her shoulders and neck.
With a chuckle, Klein covered Angel with the quilt that had been shaken off, put on his shirt, left the bedroom, and got into the bathroom.
He didn't come here to solve physical problems... Of course, this can be considered a reason, but it is not urgent and can be discussed later.
After locking the door and carefully building Wall of Spirituality, Klein first prayed to "Mr. Fool", then walked four steps backwards, entered Gray Fog, and sat on his exclusive high-back chair.
Among the stars behind the thick fog, there was already one that was twinkling. It belonged to "Gehrman Sparrow". He reached out and touched it, and soon saw himself standing stiffly in a strange posture. There were no other abnormalities around him.
There is no "Adam" with blond hair and golden beard who always has a smile on his face, as if he knows everything.
After letting out a long sigh of relief, Klein continued with his plan.
The parchment and pen appeared. He reached out to grab the pen and touched it on the paper. Lines of text quickly appeared.
"The last time an abnormality occurred: Tingen City, July 1349.
"It's possible that we met Adam.
"Is it at Enmat Harbor?
"Ask about the possibility of 'Tampering memory' on Tarot Club.
"My body was abnormal when I entered Gray Fog.
"Grey Fog Space's power allowed her to discover the memory by Tampering?"
Lines of scrawled text appeared quickly, quickly filling the entire parchment.
Different pieces of evidence verify each other, and various speculations appear and disappear.
Finally, a paragraph of bold and enlarged text summarizes this mind Storm:
"Angel's memory has been Adam Tampering in some deep way that even Gray Fog cannot remove?"
Is this the reason for her Affliction and despair?
Klein was silent for a moment, put down the pen, and the other words on the parchment disappeared. The bolded question was also simplified a lot and returned to the center of the paper:
"Angel's current memory is real."
He took out the gold chain on his left wrist and shook it open, letting the amethyst pendant float above the parchment. Klein took a deep breath, began to recite the divination words, and gently closed his eyes.
Angel has absolute trust in him, and has no grudge against him because he came back from the dead, knows a lot of knowledge that Nighthawks should not know, and has hidden secrets in his body, and has never asked him about these secrets.
So does he.
The false identity, two resurrections from the dead, and the mysterious connection with the altar and runes discovered by Bansy Harbor all indicate that Angel has many secrets that are no less secret than his own.
But Klein didn't try to penetrate her defenses or pry into the secrets she didn't want to tell herself.
Except this time.
Klein felt a strong sense of danger in Angel's almost desperate and no-return move today.
If he hadn't made a decisive decision and stopped her from leaving, what would have happened next?
Converging his divergent thoughts, feeling the slight vibration of his left hand being pulled by the pendulum, Klein opened his eyes hesitantly and looked at Amethyst.
The pendulum is slowly rotating clockwise.