"Being Mr. Fool really wasn't easy-"
After leaving Above the Gray Fog, Klein rubbed his temples wearily and leaned back in his chair.
"Amon-"
After barely managing to help Little Sun temporarily resolve the problem with Amon, he felt utterly drained.
Worse still, he felt that the Blasphemer seemed to have noticed the gray fog's existence.
"Sigh... I still have too little information."
The Amon Family was so active during the Tudor Empire's era. They couldn't possibly have left no information behind. And then there's the Forsaken Land of the Gods-
"Perhaps I could write to Mr. Azik and ask him. Or I could look through the records in the Guild's archives."
After completing his mission as Mr. Rustig, he was now considered a full member of the Society. As a result, he had gained access to internal records and files up to a certain clearance level.
Charles had only told him about this during a recent casual conversation.
At the thought, the corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and he felt a little strange.
So I was just a contract worker who hadn't been made permanent before? This Society really is pragmatic...
"Speaking of which, I should be able to advance now, right?"
His recent missions had helped him digest his Magician potion at an astonishing speed. "I belong to an organization now. Surely I can submit a request for something like advancement..."
The Truth Society.
As a registered detective publicly affiliated with the Guild, Klein came here periodically to check in and handle some of its commissions.
Of course, the free lunch at the Guild's cafeteria was genuinely tempting, too.
As far as he knew, this Guild building was only one of the Society's three bases in Backlund. He had never visited the other two, but certain clues suggested