Klein opened his eyes. Thinking of the letter's contents, he felt a chill run through him.
He had guessed right. Someone knew about the Tarot Club, knew about the Fool, and perhaps knew even more than he did. Was the place above the Gray Fog Sefirah Castle?
That person had even tried to tell Lynch about it. If Lynch discovered his identity, he would definitely report him. Then everything would be over!
Run!
Klein instinctively wanted to leave. He couldn't kill Lynch over this matter, so leaving was his only option.
But he soon gave a bitter smile. If Mr. Catlin had known from the start that he was the Fool, how could he possibly watch Klein leave without doing anything?
Lynch couldn't catch him, but what about Mr. Catlin?
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He was only a Sequence 9 Seer. What could he do?
Perhaps his current reaction was already being watched by the other party.
Klein emerged bitterly from Sefirah Castle and sat on Lynch's bed like a pitiful wretch whose body, mind, and spirit had all been drained away.
After about a minute, he gritted his teeth and stared into the air, suddenly flying into a rage. "You've all found out? So what are you going to do? Kill me? Come on! Kill me!"
He roared, then closed his eyes and waited for the unknown people to kill him.
But he quickly realized that no one came. The place was silent. There was nothing at all.
No, it sounded like there was a maid outside the door.
The maid had returned from buying groceries.
Klein checked the time on his watch. Lynch would be back in about five minutes.
He took a breath, stood up, and said, "I can cooperate with you. Don't let my friend know for