In the cluttered warehouse, Leonard, transformed into Trissy's appearance, felt uncomfortable all over. He wanted to tug at his collar out of habit, but then realized that such a gesture was highly improper for a lady, so he stopped himself.
"Old Man, why do you think that old friend of yours wanted me to stay here for five minutes?" Unable to bear the awkwardness any longer, Leonard made conversation.
"I can probably guess some of it, but I don't want to tell you." Pallez chuckled. "In any case, if you do as he said, there shouldn't be any danger."
"You trust his words that much? Reinhardt from the Fourth Epoch may have been trustworthy, but the current one might not be," Leonard asked in a low voice.
Pallez Zoroast fell silent for several seconds, then gave a "heh" and said, "But we can only choose to trust him now, can't we?
"Besides, Mr. Fool has tacitly approved of it."
Leonard also fell silent at that. Once the five-minute countdown ended, he first prayed to the Fool, informing Mr. Tower that his task had been completed. Only then did he rely on the abilities of the Transformation Wand—Secret to perform a short-distance Teleportation, returning directly to the washroom of St. Samuel Cathedral.
Right afterward, he dispelled his transformation, changed into the clothes he had prepared there beforehand, and calmly entered the prayer hall.
Just one minute after Leonard left the warehouse, a mirror suddenly appeared where he had originally been standing. As a flash of light passed through it, the mirror's surface became dark and profound, as though it connected to another world.
Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from beneath the mirror surface, as though passing through layer upon layer of rippling water.
A figure then emerged from the mirror.