"Not of this era..."
Feeling the layered prayers echoing through his mind, Klein was utterly dumbfounded. He was just watching from the sidelines, yet Leonard was praying to him? And why was Leonard praying to the Fool?
Though his mind was in turmoil, recalling the warm everyday life they had shared in Tingen, Klein could not stand by and ignore Leonard. Besides, after some brief thought, he understood that the only way to break the deadlock lay with the Old Man inside Leonard.
So, he had to give him an assist!
Klein glanced at the Dice of Probability that had fallen to the ground when Darkwill vanished. Seeing it still playing dead, he knew leaving his body now was incredibly risky, but he ultimately decided to charge ahead!
Because at this moment, he had no other choice but to charge ahead—
He did not think the Azure Rose could kill the King of Angel.
Watching the four people in a brief standoff outside the crack in the door from the corner of his eye, Klein ascended the Gray Fog by taking four steps backward. After passing through the layers of whispers, he looked through the Gray Fog at the Grey Amber.
Then he was completely bewildered. The aura aboard the Grey Amber was currently giving off an eerie, twisted, incomprehensible feeling, and the source of that feeling was the young woman in a white suit.
Before Klein could consider what sort of identity this woman possessed, he saw her suddenly take a step forward. Smiling as she looked at Ammon in the sky—whether that was an avatar or his true body, he could not tell—she spoke in a tone dripping with mockery—
"Little crow, please allow me to send your regards to your biological father and godfather."
"What the hell?"