Just as the quill was writing merrily away, a slightly pale hand reached over, grasped it, and continued writing.
"A story's development is always full of twists and turns. Although Ince Zangwill was distracted by trivial matters and could not notice in time, the evil spirit within him, who called himself Sauron Einhorn Medici, longed to go to Bansy Harbor. Something in that harbor, which the Church of Storms had already destroyed, attracted him."
"Therefore, Sauron Einhorn Medici was willing to offer Ince Zangwill limited assistance, allowing him to extricate himself from various trivial matters and focus on what mattered before him, such as the item that attracted Ince Zangwill."
"Ince Zangwill was very lucky today. He discovered that item by chance. Although this was a coincidence, it was, in essence, a necessity-an inevitability arising from the Beyonder Characteristic Gathering Law!"
The pale hand set down the quill and abruptly closed the notebook. A moment later, footsteps heading outside sounded from the room.
Oravi Island.
Having completed his preparations, Klein closed the curtains, took four steps counterclockwise, and entered Above the Gray Fog. He sat at the head of the mottled long table, conjured a gold coin, and quietly recited his divination statement.
"Ince Zangwill is at Damir Port."
"Ince Zangwill is at Damir Port."
After repeating it seven times, Klein flicked the gold coin into the air with a metallic ring, then watched it tumble back down.
With a slap, it landed in Klein's palm, the king's portrait facing up.
This meant Ince Zangwill was still at Damir Port!
He then unfastened his pendulum and divined whether going to Damir Port now would be dangerous.
A moment later, the divination produced a result. The citrine pendant rotated counterclockwise, neither particularly fast nor in a particularly wide arc. This indicated