"Sir, I actually know a very good psychologist. Would you like me to introduce you?"
Despite his shock, Shade still asked politely. The man in burgundy formal wear across from him was very likely the Ring Arcanist from Blood of Mercury whom Miss Annette had mentioned just now. He had only just heard the news, yet had been caught immediately afterward. It seemed his luck had truly run out.
But he did not panic. Shade knew what he had to do.
"No, I was looking for you. This book told me to."
The man waved the small book in his hand at Shade. It was only palm-sized, the sort of book travelers usually used for entertainment on the road.
Its cover looked like crumpled leather. Aside from the title and a single sentence, there was nothing else. Shade had naturally never seen the language used for either, yet he could still understand them:
"The Puppeteer's Script"
Perhaps people believed they could control fate, never realizing that everything had long since been within fate.
"Need an introduction?"
The middle-aged man shook the book in his hand. He remained seated beside the Stone Table, at least ten steps away from Shade at the edge of the Grape Arbor, yet Shade did not dare flee at all:
"Our partner, the Blood Spirit School, has not sent anyone over for now. They merely sent The Puppeteer's Script, an Angel Level Relic they discovered in the 'Birthing Room.' Of course, this is not the complete script, merely a portion of a script that was divided up and can be used ten times. I would say it is Keeper of Secrets Level. It is said to have been written by the Mad Puppeteer during the chaotic era of the Fourth Epoch, but every portion people obtained