After taking care of these matters, Sifa prayed to the Fool and conveyed some information to Fors through Klein.
Backlund.
Fors was in her warm bed, seemingly having a rather risqué dream. Her nose twitched slightly, and a faint blush spread across her face.
A thin sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang in her ears.
It was Mr. Chariot's voice.
"Please inform Miss Magician that I have obtained a Demigod-level Monster corresponding to Seer Sequence 4."
"Ask her to prepare to receive it."
In an instant, the handsome, muscular man from Fors's dream vanished without a trace.
She sat up, completely awake.
Her hair was tousled, and one strap of her nightgown had slipped down, exposing her smooth shoulder. She yawned.
"Doesn't Mr. Chariot ever sleep?"
"Wait, he has already obtained a Demigod Monster?"
"It's only been a few days. We haven't even provided any intelligence."
"Where did Mr. Chariot obtain such a Monster? Mr. Chariot is terrifying."
Despite already being a Demigod, Fors shrank back slightly. Then, not daring to delay, she got up and hurried into the washroom. Only after tidying herself up did she pray to Mr. Fool.
After giving Mr. Chariot a time and place to meet, Fors took a suitcase from beneath her bed and removed a music box from it.
This was an item her teacher, Dorian, had given her. It could hypnotize and contain Demigod-level Beyonders or Monsters.
She could use this item to receive the sacrifice Mr. Chariot was offering!
Picking it up, Fors, as a Secrets Sorcerer, swiftly made herself transparent and vanished from the room.
The Bridge Borough area of Backlund.
Inside an ordinary two-bedroom apartment.
Fors arrived there.
It was now the darkest hour before dawn, and not a trace of light