After writing down some more about his impressions of Tingen, Klein briefly mentioned that he had completed the ritual, become Sequence 1 " Attendant of Mysteries," and resolved one of the long-standing shadows looming over his mind— the Secret Order leader Zaratul.
He did not describe his predicament in detail, but rather seriously discussed the Angel's mental state.
Klein put away his pen, folded the paper, reached into the " Sefirah Castle," took out the Azik Copper Whistle, brought it to his lips, and blew it.
Inside the cheap café, white bones gushed out like a fountain, forming a gigantic messenger.
The messenger then shrunk his body, becoming only the height of a normal person.
At the same time, it knelt down on one knee and stretched out its palm.
"Don't be so afraid of me." Klein chuckled upon seeing this. "I won't do anything to you."
As he spoke, he picked up the letter and placed it in the skeleton messenger's palm.
The messenger nodded heavily several times, though it was unclear what he was agreeing with.
Then, its body disintegrated, turning into white bones that burrowed into the ground.
At this moment, the owner brought over coffee, oat bread, and lamb stew with tender peas.
As Klein ate his breakfast, which wasn't particularly delicious but had a strong, down-to-earth feel, he gazed out the window, aimlessly admiring the morning street scene, appreciating the pedestrians, carriages, trees, mist, food, and machinery that made up the picture.
"If there were no Apocalypse, to maintain the lifestyle Tingen, and live comfortably, being able to handle most cases, it would be best to have Sequence 7. ' The Magician ' has diverse methods, and with preparation, he wouldn't be too weak against Sequence 6 and Sequence 5. As for ' Faceless ' and ' Marionettist,' one is prone to getting lost while Acting, and the other is prone to losing control when advancing, both are relatively dangerous. Of course, if I could also have the sealed ' Creeping Hunger,' that would be perfect..." Klein casually let his thoughts wander, recalling the " Creeping Hunger " that had fallen into Amon's hands.
He didn't know how Amon would treat this Sealed Artifact, but he felt that for the " Angel of Time," an item of this level wouldn't have much value, and after playing with it for a while, it would be discarded into a dark Concealment "warehouse."
"I wonder if there's any chance of getting it back." Klein had just had this thought when he suddenly felt a little guilty.
Even if he could snatch the " Creeping Hunger " back from Amon's grasp, he would simply throw it into the pile of junk, waiting to give it to those who need it, the Blessed or believers.
This is no different from what happened in Amon's hands.
Klein quickly shifted his attention:
"The ' Magic Mirror ' has been lost again."
" Adam probably wouldn't even want a mirror of Saint caliber; perhaps we can somehow get it back..."
"No, Arrodes seems to have sprung from the ' Chaos Sea,' so in some ways, it might serve as a medium... Alas, I only hope Adam doesn't damage it, and that I can retrieve it once I find a way..."
After becoming a " Attendant of Mysteries " and gaining further control of the " Sefirah Castle," Klein now possesses a certain degree of " Concealment " authority.
Whenever he is thinking about something important, a faint shadow always appears around him that others cannot see.
This is a " Realm of Mysteries " that is equivalent to the embryonic form of a divine kingdom.
Therefore, he now dares to think directly about Adam's name.
After sighing, Klein suddenly remembered something and hurriedly had the " Worm of Spirit " guarding the " Sefirah Castle " " Grafting " a certain Spirit World area that he had been assigned to during his advancement.
He then ate the remaining lamb stew with tender peas and the last piece of oat bread soaked in the broth, and finished his coffee.
After putting on his top hat and standing up, Klein took a step forward and entered the Spirit World realm corresponding to " Utopia ".
Then, he undid the " Grafting " and returned to the now-ruined " Utopia " through this Spirit World realm.
--This is achieved indirectly by using " Grafting " and his own ability to freely enter and exit the Spirit World, thus achieving the effect of " Teleportation." Of course, the premise is that the corresponding Spirit World area can be located. In this respect, Klein, as the master of " Sefirah Castle," has a unique advantage, while " Attendant of Mysteries " such as Zaratul can only rely on preparation.
As Klein stepped into the ruins of " Utopia," he looked around and noticed different colored lights shimmering among the collapsed houses and charred corpses.
These are Beyonder Characteristic within the Monster Marionette, the wealth Klein accumulated in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
This may be useless to him now, but he still has many believers and an increasing number of Blessed. As a "deity," he must accumulate some Beyonder Characteristic in order to bestow them.
"Fortunately, the ' Lord of Storms ' didn't take advantage of the situation and sweep them all away..." Klein muttered to himself, unable to help but express his gratitude to Leodero.
East Chester County, at the Hall Family estate.
After the Sun finally rose, the exhausted group returned to their rooms to catch up on sleep, leaving only Alfred, Earl Hall's personal bodyguard, the deacons sent by the Church of Evernight, and the " Nighthawks " to investigate the cause of last night's events.
While using her golden retriever Susie to monitor the situation, Audrey opened the bedroom door and went inside.
In the dim sunlight filtering through the curtains into the room, a figure sat quietly on a high stool, like a large doll.
This is a giant rabbit with snow-white fur.
Audrey's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she spoke in a low voice:
"Mr. ' Wrath '."
This is the " Wrath " man from the Psychology Alchemists who previously pursued the Mind Dragon Arihogg, and is suspected to be one of Hermes's identities.
As she spoke, Audrey reached behind her and closed the door.
And through this gesture, a deep red, star-like "tattoo" flashed across the back of her hand.
"I'm sorry for taking advantage of you," the giant white rabbit said as the door closed. "However, I might also have been taken advantage of by someone else."
Audrey, recalling the open doors and windows in the middle of the night, took two steps forward and thoughtfully replied:
"No need to apologize, just don't bother me again in the future."
She was subtly indicating that she wanted to leave the Psychology Alchemists and hoped that no one would contact her again.
The giant white rabbit looked at her with its bright red eyes for a few seconds and said:
"Your original wish was to protect your parents and relatives, but don't you think you've gotten yourself into too much trouble and brought them more danger than you can help them?"
Audrey fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.
"Normally, a Saint can indeed bring greater safety to one's family and relatives, but only if he is not involved in the struggles between Angel or even gods, or if he has a sufficiently powerful organization to rely on, a true reliance." Seeing this, the giant white rabbit slowly said, "I have two gifts to express my apology; you may choose one freely."
"Two?" Audrey asked in a low voice.
The giant white rabbit nodded, causing its ears to twitch wildly.
"One is to truly become the ' Pride ' Miss of the Psychology Alchemists. We can overlook your other secrets and tacitly approve of your other actions, as long as you don't reveal our affairs and endanger the Psychology Alchemists. Of course, there are some downsides as well; you will bear some responsibilities and may get involved in considerable trouble. The only difference is that you will receive a lot of help and timely rescue."
"And the second one?" Audrey had no intention of getting compensation from the Psychology Alchemists. The best apology was for this Concealment organization to stop bothering her.
Moreover, she highly doubted the true intentions behind Mr. " Wrath "'s apology, feeling that it might be another instance of manipulation.
The giant white rabbit answered very calmly:
"I can help you separate an identity, allowing 'her' to stay with her loved ones, providing them with some protection and emotional comfort, while you distance yourself from them and live in this world with a different identity."
"This way, the trouble you get into won't affect the people you want to protect."
"In the extraordinary world, sometimes, in certain situations, keeping your distance is the best way to protect yourself."
Audrey fell silent once more, her emerald eyes as still as a lake.
"You don't need to answer me immediately; you can combine the two methods." The giant white rabbit rose from the bar stool and stood up. "You know how to enter ' Garden of Eden '."
As it spoke, its figure gradually disappeared, merging into the Sea of Collective Subconscious.
Inside a room in Bayam, at the Church of the Sea God.
The divine messenger, Danitz, dressed in a magnificent robe, sat in a chair, silently watching Alger Wilson opposite him.
The sleepiness he had accumulated from getting up in the middle of the night was completely gone, scared away by the shock.
A cardinal from the Church of Storms actually wants to defect to the Church of the Sea God!
This is a momentous event in the religious sphere, the world of mysticism, and international politics!
Even with only a superficial understanding of the Church of Storms, Danitz believed that given their style, they would certainly not let this matter go, and perhaps a Calamity capable of destroying the entire Rorsted Archipelago was already on its way.
Moreover, a cardinal must be highly valued by the " Lord of Storms," Alger's betrayal could bring divine punishment at any time... The more Danitz thought about it, the more he trembled, fearing that he would be affected.
This reminded him of a proverb from his hometown:
Do not go near those who have been rejected by God.
Because when those guys are subjected to lightning punishment, it's very likely they'll also affect the people around them.
If it weren't for Gehrman Sparrow delivering the message to me as Mr. The Fool's servant, instructing me to settle Alger Wilson, I would have already strapped this runaway bomb back to the Church of Storms... The more frightened Danitz became, the more he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Of course, he was just thinking about it casually, without even considering the comparison of the two sides' strengths.
After a while, there was a knock on his door.
Danitz jumped up abruptly, strode to the door, and opened it a crack.
"What did you find?" he asked in a low voice.
The intelligence chief of the Church of the Sea God outside the door said concisely:
"Your Excellency, the Church of Storms has a new cardinal."
"What about the original one?" Danitz asked, slightly taken aback.
"It's said he's been transferred back to headquarters," the intelligence chief said, citing information he'd gathered from some servants at the Sea Waves Cathedral.
"Returned to headquarters..." Danitz was confused when suddenly a gray-white mist appeared before his eyes.
The words of " The Fool " then echoed in his ears:
"From this day forward, Alger will don the mask and assume the role of Pope of the Church of the Sea God."
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