Mr. Devil's Abundant Care

Everything began to blur, Klein was half-conscious, half-muddled.

A distorted, illusory scroll gradually appeared before his eyes.

He felt as if he had thrown himself into the scroll, becoming one person after another. In the eyes of all these people, there was a naive, beautiful, kind, and innocent young girl.

Although there was no evidence, Klein instinctively knew that she must be Miss Justice.

He transformed into a maidservant, a noble son, a vicious criminal, a powerful extraordinary, but no matter what he became, Miss Justice always appeared in his eyes with that innocent, kind, and unsophisticated demeanor.

Such changes kept happening, over and over again. After an unknown number of perspective shifts, the scene suddenly shattered, and Klein finally woke up. Then, he noticed a blind spot he hadn't discovered in the dream.

That is, Miss Justice in those visions wasn't actually that naive.

Sometimes she would be plotting something with her dog, sometimes she would secretly eavesdrop behind a door, sometimes her eyes would reveal a cold, all-encompassing aura, and sometimes she would even flash a wicked, devilish smile.

But in the dream, all the perspectives he experienced had invariably ignored these details. They simply treated her as a naive, cute, even somewhat foolish and dazed girl, as if she would fall for anything they said.

"Anti-divination ability? No, it's more like anti-observation ability, almost like a power specifically targeting the Spectator pathway." Klein recalled the information obtained in the dream and tried to analyze the effect of the white horse above Miss Justice.

"It seems to be for Miss Justice's protection, but it's still better to be careful."

Klein didn't rush to a decision. Instead, he wrote down a new divination statement—

"The origin of the anomaly above Miss Justice's head."

Using the Dream Divination Method to enter the dream once more, the illusory and distorted scene before Klein's eyes changed again. He saw a young man in a double-breasted long suit brush past a beautiful woman in a court gown, and after that, her demeanor changed.

Yes, she became like she was in the previous dream, naive and cute, even a little foolish and dazed.

"It really is Mr. Devil? But how would he know... Right, Mr. Devil provided Miss Justice with the identity of a member of the Psychology Alchemist Association earlier, and by following that member, one could naturally find Miss Justice. Hmm, Miss Justice is truly too careless."

Klein criticized Miss Justice in his heart but wasn't overly worried. At least Mr. Devil was a true gentleman. His probing of Miss Justice's identity was merely to provide protection from the shadows.

Despite his codename being Devil, he was as kind as an angel!

Klein had this thought, but he didn't fully trust Mr. Devil. He wrote down a new divination statement on the materialized paper—

"The power Mr. Devil exerted on Miss Justice carries risks for her."

This time, Klein didn't use the Dream Divination Method. Instead, he materialized the Pendulum, silently recited the divination statement in his heart, and repeated it seven times. Then, he opened his eyes and saw the Pendulum rotating clockwise at a very, very, very slow speed.

"There are risks, but they are very small..." Klein looked at the result and frowned slightly. "This very small risk might be due to the possibility of higher-ranking beings seeing through it? Hmm, it's like how I can see the white horse above Miss Justice's head through the Gray Fog. So, if I encounter certain higher-ranking beings, they might discover Miss Justice's anomaly? I wonder how powerful an Extraordinary would need to be to discover such an anomaly..."

Klein pondered for a long time and decided to leave the choice to Miss Justice.

He slightly edited the scene he saw in the dream divination and added a warning about higher-ranking Extraordinary beings before transmitting it all to the Crimson Star representing Miss Justice...

After completing her prayer, Audrey remained in her room. Although she should have been practicing the piano in the music room at this time, her mood was too tense, and she might easily arouse suspicion from her family while playing.

After nearly twenty minutes of this anxious waiting, boundless Gray Fog suddenly spread before her eyes, and a large number of illusions rapidly flashed before her.

"Facing higher-ranking beings, there's a risk of exposure... Does 'higher-ranking beings' refer to True Gods, as Mr. Fool uses it? If that's the case, there's nothing to worry about!"

Audrey muttered to herself as if to comfort herself, but she was still somewhat conflicted.

"Speaking of which, was this person at the previous salon? Why did he help me? Hmm, Mr. Fool seems to have deliberately ignored this question, hoping I'd find the answer myself? But even the image has been reproduced, this isn't challenging at all!"

Thinking this, Audrey tried her best to recall yesterday's literary salon. With the enhancement from the Spectator Potion, Audrey's memory was no longer what it used to be. She even remembered the order of eating at the banquet.

However, she couldn't recall the man's appearance at all!

"Hmm, this should be a power similar to the Extraordinary ability I have. Could it be that everyone overlooks anyone they see?" Audrey pondered briefly and then gave up on recalling it herself. She muttered, "But since he appeared at Viscount Grellint's salon, he must be someone Grellint knows. I should ask him. Coincidentally, he still owes me a favor for helping him find the Pharmacist Potion formula!"

... Two days later ...

In the Empress District, at Viscount Grellint's social ball, Audrey, whose cheek muscles were starting to ache, finally received a hint from her friend. Using the excuse of the washroom, which all believers of The Fool should master, she successfully detached herself from the ball. Then, with the ability granted by the Spectator Potion, she skillfully bypassed all lines of sight and familiarized herself with the study on the first floor. She said to her personal maid, Annie, "I need to discuss something with Grellint. You guard the door and don't let anyone else in."

"Okay." Annie had performed this task before. Although Miss's meetings with Viscount Grellint had become more frequent recently, it wasn't something a maid like her should consider.

Entering the study and locking the door, Audrey saw Grellint sitting behind the desk. He was playing with a pen to avoid appearing too idle.

"I thought you didn't like attending balls." Seeing Audrey enter, Grellint put down his pen and stood up with a smile.

"I indeed don't, but I have something to ask you about." In private conversations with friends, Audrey didn't use many aristocratic social niceties, getting straight to the point.

"Feel free to ask anything! Hmm, I'm already looking for the Spectator Potion formula for you, but you know, it's not easy." Grellint seemed a bit embarrassed. As an independent noble, he had more resources at his disposal than Audrey, yet Audrey was the one who found the Extraordinary Potion formula first.

"It's not that. I want to ask about someone I met at the literary salon."

Although Audrey didn't remember Snow's appearance, the image provided by Mr. Fool included information about his clothing and height.

However, after Audrey finished describing all the details she remembered, she keenly noticed that Grellint's expression seemed a bit strange?

Early Audrey was truly courageous and dared to do anything. If she hadn't encountered The Tarot Club, it wouldn't have been impossible for the Aurora Society to force the Secret Speaker Potion on her... After all, Mr. A had specifically asked, "Are you interested in potions other than Spectator?" It was easy to guess that he intended to promote the Secret Speaker Potion... Well, so the Aurora Society really only accepted stunning beauties, right?