This really was a problem.
Divination backlash might have come from the other party's counterattack, but Klein simply could not have held on until then—he would have suffered backlash directly after seeing something he should not have seen.
Besides, although he did not know what that "Lord of Mysteries" meant, it seemed to be a form of communication... In short, the other party should not have intended to harm him, but had not expected that he could not even listen to a single sentence...
Klein Twitched His Mouth, then reached out and tapped the table again.
This silent space shook once more. A shadow rose from the floor of the palace, struggling before it Disappeared From the Spot.
"Phew..." He exhaled and leaned back in his chair.
Alice's knowledge of the Cross's origins was likely inseparable from divination as well. Otherwise, she would not Talk Nonsense, but Alice had probably only taken a casual look—at the very least, the Ancient Sun God should not have greeted her.
"Besides..." Klein Talked to Himself thoughtfully. "Let There Be Light... He should have been European, perhaps with a church background as well. And there was the Chernobyl he Left Behind in the Forsaken Land of the Gods..."
The two clues did not conflict. Klein Shook Her Head and continued recalling:
"He used a language capable of mobilizing the forces of nature. It was similar to Jotun, yet different, and it was neither Elvish Language, Dragonese, nor Ancient Hermes... Hmm, it also bore similarities to both Ancient Feysac of the Northern Continent and Dutanese of the Southern Continent. Although I had not mastered the language, I could barely understand what He was saying. Was this the language He had learned within that strange gray-white building?
"He traveled there and inherited a rich legacy? That