Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow had not put away the Death Knell revolver in his hand, Anderson kept his hands raised and continued:
"Really, I only got up after hearing noises outside. And from this far away, I couldn't hear everything clearly."
"I only heard you call him Mr. Hilarion, and him tell you to watch out for some 'Mother Tree of Desire' and say he would die on your enemy's doorstep."
Klein nodded and slipped Death Knell back into its holster.
It was not that he believed Anderson. Rather, he trusted Helmosuin, the incarnation of Orange Light Hilarion, not to let confidential information leak.
Besides, an elderly gentleman on the verge of death actually managed to get past all those obstacles to knock on my door. No matter how I look at it, that's not something an ordinary person could do.
Perhaps when he recalled his memories as Orange Light Hilarion, he also regained his powers as a Pure Light of the Spirit World. Just like Mr. Azik, his powers might return along with his memories.
Gathering his thoughts, he shut the door with a snap. Instead of going back to bed, however, he planned to make some preparations in response to Orange Light Hilarion's warning.
Across the corridor, Anderson shrugged, then shut his door and returned to his room as well.
"Gehrman didn't deny my guess about Orange Light Hilarion's identity. That weak, aged voice really belonged to Orange Light Hilarion!"
"And he actually knows Gehrman Sparrow, and treats him very well!"
"The Pure Lights of the Spirit World are friendly toward humans, but not that friendly. Could becoming human affect their personalities?" "I wonder which outstanding scientist, astronomer, or mechanical engineer still alive he is?"
"If he can avenge Gehrman by quietly dying on someone else's doorstep, his