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Inside the master bedroom, Cynthia shut the door and paced anxiously around the room.
She wore a nightgown with an overcoat draped over it, yet still felt cold all over. Cynthia turned to look at the tightly drawn curtains. Ever since that morning, she had had an uneasy feeling that she was being watched and sought out.
Her hands unconsciously scratched at her skin, leaving red marks and tiny bumps.
With no other options but still wanting to do something, she finally went to her bed and once again took the knuckle-sized black rhinoceros horn pendant from beneath her pillow. She clasped it between her interlaced fingers and prayed softly:
"Great Mother Tree of Desire..."
"Please protect Admiral Amyrius and me, and help us through this crisis..."
As she continued praying, Cynthia suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of sleepiness. Unable to remain standing, she toppled headfirst onto the bed before her.
In her dream, she once again saw that beautiful, illusory, unreal starry sky, and the star that shone with brilliant light.
Her view drew closer and closer, until she could vaguely make out the star.
At the same time, outside the residence.
The lingering figure slowly turned its head.
The indistinct shadow drew closer.
Klein distinctly felt a cold wind whistle past his ears. His expression grave, he retreated two steps, the several hands hidden beneath his clothes already poised to attack simultaneously.
Winning was impossible, so what Klein considered was how to make a respectable retreat after confronting it.
This was different from the Tarot Club. Klein could not ascend to Sefirah Castle in full view of everyone, or he would effectively fail his acting before all these people at once, wasting all his efforts over the past few days.
If things reached the point where