"Do all the secrets have to wait until I advance to Sequence 4?"
Klein could not help recalling the transmigrator girl he had met on Symeem Island. She had also told him that once he advanced to Sequence 4, he would learn everything.
But why did it have to be Sequence 4?
Just because this was the threshold where Beyonders became half-human, half-god?
Despite all his questions, he had to admit that at this moment, his urgency to advance to Sequence 4 as soon as possible had shot to its limit.
Acting, ingredients, and the ritual.
Each was more of a headache than the last.
The inn where Klein was staying.
At the same time the Tarot Club gathering began, a nearly invisible wisp of grayish-white fog seeped out of the washroom and drifted into the Traveler marionette standing guard at the door. A glimmer suddenly appeared in his previously calm, vacant eyes.
A moment later, he rose and walked slowly to the window. He drew back the curtains and glanced at the street outside, then turned his head and spotted a dressing mirror off to one side.
Reflected in the mirror was the face of a man in his thirties with a short beard. He was about 1.8 meters tall and fairly handsome. Had Bernadette seen him, she would certainly have recognized him as Mr. Sparrow, whom she had sought for years-Edward's avatar.
Chapter 659: Are you calling me out?
"Edward" glanced at the washroom and casually flicked a gold coin into the air. It landed in his hand with the numbered side facing up, indicating a negative answer. He smiled faintly. "Mr. Fool, I'll be right back."
With that, he took a step and vanished from the room.
North Borough, Backlund.
Outside a shop on a bustling