...As expected, you couldn't afford to be casually curious in the mystical world. You might run into some big shot at any moment.
Gathering his thoughts, he lowered his eyes to Cyril and asked, "Adam didn't just see me. He probably realized you're a double agent, too. Could that cause any problems?"
Cyril shrugged. "No. Given how much attention He pays to me, He probably knew a long time ago."
"If He hasn't said anything, then He doesn't mind me taking on a second job elsewhere."
...A second job? That was the first time Klein had heard someone describe being a double agent in such an elegant way.
He grumbled to himself, then ended the conversation.
He didn't leave Above the Gray Fog right away. Instead, he took the Citrine Pendant off his wrist and began a divination.
Although Cyril had said there wouldn't be a problem, he'd feel more at ease after divining about it.
In the hotel room, Cyril looked at the Crystal Ball in his hand and asked thoughtfully, "What abilities do you have now?"
The eye inside the Crystal Ball blinked, giving off an inexplicable sense of humility and apprehension.
(-;)
I haven't even done anything yet. Why does it look like it's scared out of its wits?
Had Adam woven cowardly, timid human nature into it, or was this the instinct of a Mystical Item?
Grumbling to himself, he raised the Crystal Ball in his hand and pressed it against his forehead.
Inside the Crystal Ball, the eye that seemed almost alive flashed with a deep purple light. It took on a sacred, wise air, as if it could see through every secret in its field of vision.
"Eyes of Mystery Prying!"
At the same time, Cyril sensed another field of vision in his mind,