There Was No Going Back

After that, Justice 'Audrey treatment went much more smoothly. She spoke with Klein a friendly manner, soothing his emotions and helping him gradually calm down and break free from his previous overly repressed state. Although he was still somewhat disappointed in the end, he was no longer on the verge of losing control.

"Then, our consultation for today will conclude here."

Audrey said in a light tone, "I suggest you prepare some medicine to stabilize your mental state and take it for seven consecutive days. The ingredients are 10 grams of chamomile powder, 5 grams of rosemary powder, and 10 ml of lemon balm extract... Don't have too much mental stress, and you can eat some sweets in moderation..."

"Thank you both for your help."

Klein rose from the recliner and thanked her sincerely. Since Audrey was in a hurry to return to the mansion, he did not discuss the consultation fee in detail, intending to do so later when he went to the meeting on the Gray Fog.

His gaze shifted from [Justice] to Luther, who was standing to the side.

The latter gazed at him calmly, his face revealing nothing.

"Cough cough..."

Luther's unwavering gaze suddenly put pressure on Klein. But in front of Audrey, he couldn't show too much reaction, so he used the power of the "Clown" to control his expression and coughed to cover it up.

"I'll see Miss [Justice] off first."

Luther looked him in the eyes and said, "Let's talk later."

"OK..."

Klein answered somewhat guiltily, watching the two leave through the Spirit World.

He sat back in the recliner, a complicated expression on his face.

"Miss Justice is alright, but how am I supposed to face Luther? He seems to be starting to get suspicious..."

The thought that Luther might have guessed he was the Fool made Klein feel genuinely embarrassed.

After all, in order to maintain his aloofness as a god, Klein had previously put on a lot of affected words and actions in public. If his final disguise were to fall off, his past behavior would immediately become embarrassing.

By then, he might really have to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his feet!

The embarrassment was so intense that it even overshadowed Klein's depression.

"Buzz--"

As Klein waited anxiously, not long after, an invisible ripple appeared again in the Inn room, Luther seemed to squeeze out of the crack and stand on the floor.

He was making eye contact with Klein.

Please don't tell... even if you guessed it, please don't tell...

Klein maintained a calm expression, his mouth opening and closing slightly as he made conversation, "You're back? That was quick."

"..."

Hearing this, Luther was speechless.

"This is Spirit World Traversal, how could it not be fast?"

"That makes sense... hehe..."

Klein replied curtly.

Seeing this, Luther took a deep breath.

If he had only suspected it before, he was now almost certain that the relationship between Klein and the Fool was anything but ordinary. Even if it wasn't Klein himself Acting, there was definitely a significant connection.

"In this light, many of Mr. Fool's actions can be explained."

Luther thought to himself.

"The Tarot Club was created to build information channels from multiple sources... The Roselle's Diary were collected because the latter was a predecessor of time travelers and possessed a great deal of occult knowledge. Reading these diaries could help him better Acting as a profound and mysterious being... Providing protection to the Abraham Family was to obtain knowledge of the 'Apprentice' Pathway from them, making it easier to switch Pathway later..."

As for what that Gray Fog actually was, Luther couldn't analyze it yet. It was the opponent's core trump card, and he probably wouldn't reveal it easily.

Having figured all this out, Luther could basically understand Klein, who had always acted superior to him and pretended to be a god, and did not feel that he had been Fooling.

He was neither angry nor did he intend to pursue the matter.

As an extraordinary being who has Secrets Suppliant Pathway, Luther has dealt with far too many gods. Evil gods are mad and wicked, True God Indifference and selfish, and all gods have their own agendas. Only the Fool offered him protection in his desperate moment facing Mr. A, and provided timely support when he challenged [Greed] alone.

It turns out that behind that so-called god stood his fellow transmigrator... that's why he helped him in that way...

A warm feeling welled up in Luther's heart.

He thought for a moment, then looked at Klein.

"How are you feeling now?"

Luther spoke up, taking the initiative to steer the conversation in order to prevent the situation from becoming further awkward.

Klein didn't seem willing to reveal his identity, and I couldn't produce any concrete evidence... Besides, respecting each other's secrets was also important... Some things can't be said too explicitly, otherwise we'll lose our friendship...

To be honest, I myself was also promoting my Honorific Name and pretending to be a god in front of Lovia, so I wasn't much better.

Even if it's just to thank him for his help, let's keep this unspoken understanding going...

"Much better."

Seeing that Luther didn't press him further, Klein breathed a sigh of relief and immediately replied, "You came to rescue me so quickly; you've been a huge help."

"So, what exactly happened before?"

Luther abruptly changed the subject and asked a question.

While the core secrets cannot be uncovered, it is still necessary to understand the reasons for his mental breakdown.

Pressed for answers like this, Klein's heart sank again, having relaxed somewhat. He sat in his chair, his lips twitching slightly before finally curving into a bitter smile, and he said hoarsely:

"There's no going back..."

"Can't go back? Where do you mean go back to?"

"Homeland, the place we used to live in..."

Klein said dejectedly.

After advancing to Sequence 4 "Bizarro Sorcerer," he gained a deeper understanding of the world Above the Gray Fog. With the help of an invisible staircase, he finally saw what existed above the Ancient Castle.

--It was a transparent portal, and hanging above it were transparent "cocoons." Inside those cocoons were sleeping living people, their clothes no different from those of the people in the world they had traveled to!

Three of those "cocoons" are already empty; the people inside have been released.

Klein strongly suspected that these people, like himself, had traveled from a previous world, and that one of the three empty cocoons belonged to him!

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Of course, to protect his secret, he didn't tell Luther that clearly, omitting much of the details, only saying that he had discovered his time travel was orchestrated.

"I was probably arrested in the same batch as Roselle, just at different times... It's too late now, there's no going back... Hundreds of years, no, maybe even thousands of years have passed... I wonder what our Homeland has become..."

At this point, Klein could no longer contain his emotions, and his tone became agitated.

Like that old fairy tale, after watching a game of chess in the mountains, you return to your hometown only to find that everything has changed and the world has turned upside down.