Trissy Cheek

"What?" Klein looked at Neph in confusion, unable to understand what she meant. "Why should a bathroom mirror obey me?"

"Because you're the great sovereign of bathrooms?" Neph raised an eyebrow. "It's perfectly normal for a bathroom mirror to obey the Lord of Bathrooms, isn't it?" "..." Klein opened his mouth, then closed it again. Instead of arguing, he first tried to understand where this title had come from. "...Because I always enter Sefirah Castle from a bathroom?"

"Correct." Neph gave him a thumbs-up.

"..." Klein didn't particularly feel like talking to her.

Neph coughed twice to suppress her laughter, then began explaining in earnest:

"It's not convenient for me to explain Arrodes's origins in detail, and I suggest you don't ask, either. It involves knowledge only angels can know, which is still very dangerous for you right now.

"You only need to remember that you can trust it. Even when faced with Amon, it won't betray you."

Although his questions remained unanswered, Klein seemed somewhat reassured by her words. He glanced at Neph and couldn't help asking:

"Why did you use Amon as an example?"

"Because Amon really will interrogate Arrodes." Neph shrugged and gave him the answer.

That made sense. Klein brought the topic to a close and asked another question. "By the way, do you know who the Moon card belongs to?"

Neph paused slightly, seemingly surprised by the question, but still answered, "If you mean the Pathway corresponding to that tarot card... it once belonged to Lilith."

"Once?" Klein frowned.

Neph shook her head, unwilling to say more. Klein could only give up and ask something else. "Then do you know anything about the Primordial Moon?"

"Stay away from her," Neph warned solemnly. "If you're corrupted, no one can save you at present."

Klein's heart tightened.