At this moment, Klein felt as though a bright red, dripping-wet character for "danger" hung above his head.
The information gap had caught Klein off guard and put him in an extremely perilous situation. He also knew very well why he had been able to ignore the influence outside that Café.
That palace above the gray mist!
What should he do now?
The previous divination result—that the other party harbored goodwill toward him—now seemed indeed true. As an information broker, it was only natural to hold goodwill toward customers.
Even if this customer seemed to know only half the story about the shop, such as knowing the rules but not the prices, the other party had merely made him buy two cups of five-Soel coffee for amusement.
But now, Klein, a Sequence Nine—and one with the weakest direct combat ability among Sequence Nines—had not even brought his revolver. Yet he had exposed the fact that he knew absolutely nothing about the rules of this Café and that he had entered it for another reason.
At this moment, would the other party still bear goodwill toward him?
Klein constantly reproached himself inwardly for his recklessness, for treating the divination result obtained in Source Castle as truth. He had assumed that because the other party bore goodwill toward him, he would continue to do so forever.
Well, now he was probably going to die here. More importantly, this Café had an effect that made people subconsciously overlook it.
Although the higher-ups of the Goddess of the Night Church might not be deceived by such power, they likewise would not intervene for a mere Sequence Nine like him. More importantly, there was the matter of time!
After he disappeared, the first person to investigate would at most be Captain Dunn.
He had vanished