Klein looked at the Citrine Pendant turning counterclockwise in his hand and fell into thought once more:
...There's no danger. Did the Divination fail, or is my Divination ability much stronger than Cyril's above the Gray Fog?
Then he thought of a more likely reason. He had a powerful bodyguard lady by his side, so the Divination had shown that there was no danger.
...Wait, that guy knows about the bodyguard lady, too. He probably knows how powerful she is.
So he deliberately passed this commission on to me just to borrow the bodyguard lady's strength?
The moment the thought occurred to him, Klein had almost no hesitation in accepting the theory... It was definitely something Cyril would do!
Feeling that he had figured out what was going on, Klein had no intention of refusing. He was not only somewhat interested in the Life School of Thought, but also wanted to repay Cyril for helping him before.
Then, above the Gray Fog, he manifested a dim room and pretended to pray for a response.
Finally, he cut out the scene of the response and sent it into the Crimson Star representing Cyril.
After finishing all that, he left the space above the Gray Fog.
The bodyguard lady was still with him. If he stayed in the washroom too long, she might think he was in danger and come barging in. His secrets could be exposed then.
In the South Bridge District, Cyril was with Little Thomas in Haven's laboratory, fiddling with the various instruments there.
Haven stood to one side with a frown, seeming to debate whether to stop Little Thomas, who was enjoying himself.
The next second, Cyril's hand paused as he held Little Thomas's. A dense gray fog suddenly welled up before his eyes, and he saw Sherlock