"I come from underground..."
Upon seeing the pale words reflected on the full-length mirror, Klein felt a sudden chill run down his spine, his pupils dilated, and he instinctively wanted to Marionette Swap places with the puppet next to him.
In the room where her personal male servant was, " Enuni," who had been lying quietly, had silently opened her eyes.
The area corresponding to his stomach swelled up briefly, then shrank back down, as if a second heart had grown there, a heart beating extremely slowly.
At the same time, the scene that flashed through Klein's mind when the " Magic Mirror " Arrodes answered his question about his origins:
Large amounts of black, viscous liquid gushed from the caverns in the ground. They Distortion and expanded, growing varying numbers of hands and feet, transforming into one Monster after another. During this process, a point of light was ejected along with this black liquid, landing on a rock and merging with it to transform into an ancient silver mirror adorned with black gemstones on both sides—the true form of Arrodes.
It really does come from underground... and this underground is the same underground as the one sealed by the bronze gate in the abandoned castle... I can't believe I didn't make that connection before... There's nothing I can do about it, there are too many things involving the underground, most of them don't have any special meaning, like coal... Well, before today, I didn't think anything involving the underground could be anything too special... Klein controlled his inner impulses, ignoring the horror of Arrodes ' answer, and said with an unchanged expression:
What exactly is the situation?
The pale, writhing words inexplicably evoke a feeling of wanting to cry:
"Great Master, I don't know the specifics either. I only gained true consciousness after coming to the ground and becoming a mirror. I have no memory of anything before that."
"By the way, there's something that might be related; would you like to hear about it?"
"Speak." Klein breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that " Magic Mirror " Arrodes' attitude was acceptable.
The color of the words on the surface of the full-length mirror has recovered somewhat, becoming quite white again.
"Didn't I say it before? I see Pillar and dominion in you, and I have similar feelings about the underground, besides hearing strange calls. This makes me feel warm, makes me want to return, and to surrender. This, this is perhaps why I became your servant."
What? The things underground and the Gray Fog give off a similar feeling? Both involve Pillar and domination? Seeing Arrodes's answer, Klein was startled again. If it weren't for the " Clown's" abilities, he might have already lost his composure.
In that instant, he inexplicably recalled a joke he had seen in his past life and applied it to himself:
What? The thing the ancient gods feared came from underground?
What? ' Magic Mirror ' Arrodes also came from underground?
"What? I'm from underground too?"
This is both hilarious and terrifying... No, it may not be a joke. The original owner of the mysterious space above the Gray Fog, the creator of that strange Door of Light, the being who brought in one "transmigrator" after another, may have come from underground, or have some connection with things underground... Klein's mind was filled with many thoughts.
As an indescribable shadow loomed over him, he smiled slightly and inwardly mocked himself:
"In any case, the investigation into the Gray Fog and its connection to the crossing has yielded new clues and directions..."
Klein then composed himself and asked carefully:
What is the understanding of the major churches and Concealment organizations regarding the underground entities that must be sealed and isolated?
On the full-length mirror, the white words returned to silver:
"There is virtually no awareness of it; it seems to have been concealed by some force."
Isn't this " Concealment "...? Klein's brow twitched slightly, but he ultimately remained silent.
The silver words on the mirror continued to appear line by line:
However, some legends and stories still exist within certain Concealment organizations.
"In those legends, the underground is described as the lair of Devil and evil spirits, the source of human Depravity, and the origin of Primordial sin and evil."
The first one is wrong. The underground things that need to be sealed are most likely unrelated to demons or Devil spirits... Legends and stories are actually similar to occult symbols. Don't look at what they say; peel away the surface and understand what they symbolize... This symbolizes the fear of the underground, from body to spirit, from consciousness to emotion? Klein's thoughts shifted, and he nodded slightly:
"It's your turn to ask a question."
"Great master, your loyal servant Arrodes has a small suggestion, would you like to hear it?" Silver words appeared one after another on the surface of the full-length mirror.
"Speak." Klein could vaguely guess what kind of advice " Magic Mirror " Arrodes was going to give.
"Before you return to your divine throne, try not to investigate anything related to the underground seal." The silver words moved rapidly, Reorganization into new sentences.
As expected... Klein sighed inwardly and said calmly:
"Next question, where did you confirm that Groselle's Travels appeared after the disappearance of the ' City of Miracles,' Liveseyd?"
The sentences on the mirror's surface quickly Distortion, crumpled into a ball, and then rapidly scattered:
"It is a revelation and information obtained from the Spirit World, because the source is the god of the Dragon race at that time, the ' Dragon of Wisdom,' so your loyal servant believes it can be confirmed."
"Great master, is there a problem with this?"
That's really direct... After sighing, Klein immediately thought that the " Dragon of Wisdom " Herabergen must have entered the world in the book, approached the bronze gate behind the throne of the ancient gods, and may have had a deep understanding of the underground seal due to his " Omniscience ". He also felt that the ancient dragon seemed to have a deeper purpose in " The Groselle's Travels ".
He could vaguely grasp something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it or truly hold onto it.
"No," Klein answered Magic Mirror 'Arrodes question.
Then, he tentatively asked:
Why don't you mention the real name of the ' Dragon of Wisdom '?
"Because I dare not directly reveal the true name of the gods," Arrodes gave a definite answer in a roundabout way.
Klein nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Your turn."
"Great master, do you have any more questions?" The silver words rapidly Reorganization on the slightly dim mirror.
"That's all for today." Klein shook his head.
After saying this, he remembered what had happened last time and added:
"I will summon you again when new problems arise."
The full-length mirror suddenly became bright, and the silver words gleamed:
Yes, Master!
"Your loyal and steadfast servant Arrodes, awaits your summons once more."
This time, the waving gesture wasn't a simple line drawing, but a white cat's paw with a red heart.
... They always come up with something new... Klein's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the full-length mirror in the bedroom and returned to normal.
He stood in the darkness, bathed in the faint crimson Moonlight filtering through the curtains, and stood quietly for a while before returning to his bed and using Cogitation to quickly fall asleep.
The next morning, Monday morning, Klein got up fifteen minutes earlier than usual, and, accompanied by his personal servant Enuni, went downstairs to the first floor and said to the butler Walter:
"I had a nightmare last night, and I wanted to go to church before breakfast."
The butler, Walter, was surprised, but not too surprised, since people would go to the church anytime it was open.
He quickly arranged for a carriage to escort Dawn Dantès to the door.
When Klein arrived at Saint Samuel Cathedral, the doors were not yet open. He waited until eight o'clock before following the first group of believers into the hall. He found a seat in the first few rows, faced the Sacred Emblem of Darkness, closed his eyes, and in the peaceful and quiet atmosphere, focused intently on reciting the goddess's name in Ancient Hermes:
" Evernight Goddess, more sublime than the Starry Sky, more enduring than eternity, you are the Lady of Crimson, the Mother of Concealment, the Empress of Misfortune and Horror, the Mistress of Repose and Silence..."
After reciting the honored name, he switched to normal Loenese and spoke almost silently:
"In the heart of the Delaire Forest stands an ancient castle, and deep within it lies a massive, ancient bronze gate that seals away a powerful Depravity force... How can I eliminate the lurking problem there?"
Klein wasn't testing the gods; he was simply reporting openly and honestly. As for how the church would react and what could be gleaned from their actions, that was another matter entirely.
After repeating it seven times, he began to pray earnestly.
Time ticked by, and in the quiet, peaceful church, Klein stood up and walked out of Saint Samuel Cathedral with his personal servant Enuni.
During this process, he received no revelation and did not meet Arianna, the abbess of the Evernight Abbey.
This feedback itself demonstrates an attitude.
That means he hasn't reached the level of understanding the underground seal yet.
Inside a two-bedroom apartment in the East Borough.
Fors pulled the blanket up and covered her head.
She loathed the curtains because they were so thin and sheer that they couldn't block out the morning sunlight at all, which would seriously affect her sleep quality.
"I have to replace it, no, I might have to move again soon..." Just as Fors' thoughts were wandering aimlessly, she heard the sound of the bedroom door opening and Hugh's familiar footsteps.
In a flash, her blanket disappeared, and a letter landed on her.
"Your letter is from Pritz Harbor," Hugh reminded him.
"... The teacher's reply." Fors sat up abruptly, opened the letter, and quickly glanced through it.
After a moment of silence, she spoke:
"I have to go out; my teacher has already arrived in Backlund... This letter should have arrived a couple of days ago!"
The letter included the date and address.
"The postmen here aren't very responsible," Hugh said, glancing at his friend. "Is it too late?"
"Thankfully, the teacher said she'd wait for me for three days." Fors hurriedly got out of bed and began changing her clothes.
She had a premonition that this time she would gain a deeper understanding of the Abraham Family and obtain the " Traveler's" Potion recipe and some extraordinary materials.