Something has invaded my dream... Is it that mirror from the Church of Steam again? Arrodes?
He had gone through something similar the previous week and had even obtained information about a blond young man colluding with the Desire Apostle. This time, Klein did not pretend to be bewildered. He immediately assumed the lofty, inscrutable bearing of the Fool, gave a slight nod, and said:
"If you know something, report it directly."
At his words, the eye-like Black Gemstones on either side of the illusory, ancient silver mirror glimmered as though it were pleased. White words appeared across its surface:
"Yes! Your faithful servant Arrodes reports to you!"
Before it had finished, Klein found himself inside a dimly lit room. Candles and spiritual materials had been arranged throughout it, and an altar stood in the center.
A woman in the black robes of a Spirit Medium was reciting Arrodes's Honorific Name, seeking an answer to her question.
"Miss Daly?" Klein recognized her at once. Like the captain, she was a Beyonder he had met on his first day after transmigrating. She had left a deep impression on him.
Besides, Miss Daly had spent a period coming over every night to teach him about spirit channeling.
As he watched the scene, Klein recalled the past and drew on his knowledge of mysticism to make a guess:
"Miss Daly is using some kind of Secret Art or ritual magic to communicate with Arrodes and seek an answer?"
As the thought flashed through his mind, Klein walked up to the altar and looked at the sheet of parchment on it.
"'Is Doctor Strange a subordinate of the Fool?'
"So it does involve me... and Mr. Tower too...
"But why is Miss Daly asking? Is there something she wants to confirm?"
Klein frowned slightly.