Klein's Thoughts

In a third-floor bedroom of the garden villa at 28 Kinster Street, Xio ate the dessert Mrs. Scudder had prepared and told Abner about her day.

"So... you went to the police station to interrogate a detective named Sherlock Moriarty and confirmed that this is a major case involving a foreign spy?" Abner asked, his expression turning a little strange.

After Miss Judgment had purified Mr. Fool, she had now begun interrogating him...

If I told the future Miss Hermit about these little episodes, could she come up with some peculiar Mystical Reenactment?

Xio naturally couldn't hear Abner's thoughts. She noticed his odd expression but thought little of it. She nodded, recounted everything she had seen and heard afterward at MI9 headquarters, then asked, "Did a boy named Ian come looking for you?"

"You know I wasn't in Backlund before this," Abner said, spreading his hands.

But judging by your reaction... I get the feeling you know why he came looking for you. Xio kept the thought to herself.

If Abner didn't want to say, he had his reasons. On that point, Xio trusted her friend completely.

Besides, the main reason she had come to Abner's home so late wasn't her MI9 assignment. She wanted somewhere safe to pray to Mr. Fool, tell him about Miss Justice's misunderstanding and her friend's plight, and ask him to protect them when the time came.

"Pray to Mr. Fool... now?" Abner's expression grew even stranger when he heard why she had come.

Miss Judgment, you nearly used the Affliction Whip on Mr. Fool in the interrogation room, and now you're disturbing his sleep in the middle of the night... Is that really a good idea?

Xio plainly misunderstood his expression. "I know I'm being impatient... I haven't earned enough credit with Mr. Fool