Cheek...
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him with her slightly furrowed brows and misty eyes, Klein's skin broke out in goosebumps, each one distinct, accompanied by cold sweat.
In that instant, he felt as if he had returned to Tingen, back to the Blackthorn Security Company, and was about to use his Spirit Vision to observe Megose and the baby in her womb. That instinctive fear was so clear, like a giant hand tightly gripping his heart.
He finally understood that what was interfering with the Divination and fighting against the Gray Fog was not a level 0 Sealed Artifact or a magical item of the corresponding level; Trissy harbored something far more terrifying within her.
The symbol of the Apocalypse, the Primordial Demoness!
No, she's not the Primordial Demoness yet. Otherwise, just from this interaction, I would have already lost control and turned into writhing, rotten flesh!
Her condition was very strange...
Trissy's brows smoothed, her eyes regained focus, and looking at Klein, who dared not move an inch, she lightly raised her right hand, letting her slender white fingers slowly slide down her side, a smile carrying a hint of grievance, a hint of temptation, and a hint of mischievousness:
"If you can tell the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Machinery Hivemind about this, and I happen to run into you before they arrest me, I wouldn't mind letting you know what true Pleasure is."
Klein's gaze unconsciously followed her finger, and a series of thrilling details naturally surfaced in his mind.
Not big, but very firm... What am I thinking... What am I looking at! Is this the seductive power of the " Demoness of Pleasure "? Even if you were a man before, and even if you were a pure lady with few past misdeeds, so I have no psychological barriers, I still wouldn't dare. What if you suddenly awakened as the Primordial Demoness? Even the " The Fool " couldn't resist... Klein sighed silently, tilted his head back, and looked pitifully at the wooden planks on the carriage roof:
"Do you really think I, a Low-Sequence extraordinary Beyonder, am capable of escaping the royal family's pursuit? I think they've already realized something's wrong and are about to take action..."
Trissy felt a little smug when she saw that Klein didn't dare to look her in the eye.
She chuckled softly and said:
"I will try to escape and draw away the main force of the pursuit. The remaining forces are still very strong, but there is no way to deal with them."
"I believe you will fight with all your might to save your life, and there's a good chance you'll succeed!"
After saying that, her figure vanished in a flash, as if she had been wiped away with a rag.
Unlike Sharron, this is not a return to the normal state of a " Wraith," but rather a direct invisibility.
Bang!
The carriage door was first opened, then immediately closed.
The lingering sweet scent wafted into his nostrils, and Klein looked away, his face darkening.
Even at this point, his arms were still trembling slightly, as if he had contracted some kind of illness.
If he hadn't been so experienced, having faced the Son of God directly in the real world and knowing what the name " Trissy Cheek " truly meant, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the terrifying pressure and would have collapsed on the spot. It's like a rubber band that's stretched too tight will eventually snap.
It seemed Trissy was unaware of what had happened to her, nor did she understand the meaning of the title " Cheek "... Klein quickly calmed his thoughts, glanced out the window, estimated the distance, and silently counted the time.
His Spirituality intuition and relevant experience told him that in this situation, doing something was better than doing nothing!
Therefore, with the danger of being silenced imminent, he prepared to do everything he could to save himself!
3, 2, 1... Klein suddenly opened his eyes and snapped his fingers.
On the edge of the road, a small flame ignited on a tree with only bare branches, and it quickly rose and grew taller.
The few matches that Klein had deliberately taken out of his pocket burst into flames, their crimson color instantly covering the black tuxedo completely.
His figure disappeared inside the carriage and emerged from the flames by the roadside.
Snap, snap, snap, he snapped his fingers repeatedly with his left hand, his figure Blink and out of the sparse, withered woods, "riding" the firelight as he rapidly reached the depths unseen from the outside.
Then he paused and took out the ornament hanging around his neck.
He was well aware that there were unexpected factors involved in this visit to the Red Rose Manor, and based on the " Magician Code," he made some preparations in advance, such as storing the matches separately and carrying some magical items with him.
Among these, the " Biotoxin Bottle " and the " The Sun Brooch " were related to the Capim Incident and the " Wraith " Incident, so he carefully left them on the Gray Fog. The " Eye of All-Black " left behind by " Marionettist " Rosago was difficult to pass the inspection of the manor guards and received the same treatment.
In the end, besides the three types of bullets— Purification, demon hunting, and exorcism—he only carried two magical items.
One is a " Master Key " that allows people to pass through obstacles. Its disorientation effect can be countered by the " Dowsing Rod Method," and it looks like an ordinary key that will not be noticed. The other is the core element prepared by Klein: the Azik Copper Whistle.
Simply put, it means asking for help from an expert when you're in danger and can't handle it on your own!
Having just met, regardless of whether I recognized Trissy or not, I'm definitely on the kill list, and I'm probably already being targeted by "0-08". Going to Mr. Azik will no longer have any negative impact. Hmm, if it is indeed "0-08" who has been creating coincidences... Klein picked up the cold, ancient bronze whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it out.
Without a sound, he, with his Spirit Vision activated, saw white bones gushing out of the ground like a fountain, and saw a giant messenger nearly four meters tall take shape, lowering its head and looking at him with eye sockets burning with pitch-black flames.
The sheer size of the creature gave Klein a sense of security. He took out a pen and paper he always carried and quickly wrote down a word:
"Help!"
He then folded the paper and placed it into the messenger's drooping hand.
After the messenger disappeared, he put away the bronze whistle, deliberately assumed a praying posture, and quickly recited the name of " The Fool ":
"... Great ' The Fool,' my investigation has yielded results. The woman Prince Edessak fell in love with is Trissy, a ' Witch ' from the Demoness Sect. She has now been promoted to ' Demoness of Pleasure ' and renamed Trissy Cheek by the higher-ups..."
After quickly completing his "report," Klein, without bothering to conceal himself, immediately took four steps backward and entered the Gray Fog.
Then, he retrieved his "prayer image," tossed it into the crimson star symbolizing " Justice," and, with a deliberately mocking tone and a condescending " The Fool's " air, added:
" Cheek, hey, that's the ' Primordial Demoness's ' real name..."
Having done all this, Klein immediately returned to the real world, preparing to flee for his life.
He had only taken a few steps when his vision suddenly brightened.
He instinctively looked up and saw several meteorites burning with raging flames falling from the sky, streaking across the heavens and engulfing the forest!
"This..." In that instant, crimson light entered Klein's eyes, making him feel utterly powerless to resist.
He never expected that the other party would send a meteorite from the sky to silence him!
On the yellowed notebook, a seemingly ordinary quill pen wrote:
"For unknown and inexplicable reasons, the Dalaska Meteor Shower arrived on this planet two days early."
"Some of them landed right where Sherlock Moriarty Detective hiding—yes, right!"
Tuesday afternoon, in Audrey's private study.
The young woman, who was about to come of age, was listening intently as her teacher, Islante, explained the connection between the abilities of " Spectator " and " Mind Reader " and the intersection of occultism and psychology. Beside her feet, her large golden retriever Susie, sat meticulously.
Suddenly, she saw an endless Gray Fog and a blurry figure in what appeared to be a forest, assuming a prayerful posture.
Immediately afterwards, words reached her ears.
Prince Edessak... the Demoness Sect..." The Witch " Trissy... the Demoness of Pleasure... Trissy Cheek... Audrey automatically filtered out irrelevant details and noticed the most crucial words.
So that's how it is! Edessak fell in love with a Witch... and many Witch are men in disguise... Why do I feel like laughing... Is this why he's bringing crisis to Backlund? Hmm, I have to remind Dad... but what method, what excuse should I use...? Audrey tried hard to control her expression and gaze, but her mind kept wandering.
Just then, she saw the " The Fool " sitting leisurely at the head of the long bronze table, and heard him say in a calm tone with a hint of mockery:
" Cheek, hey, that's the ' Primordial Demoness's ' real name..."
The true name of the " Primordial Demoness "... The Primordial Demoness! With a whoosh, Audrey's expression instantly went out of control.
"What's wrong?" As a " Mind Reader " with extremely keen observation skills, Islante immediately noticed that Miss Audrey was not right.
Audrey's thoughts shifted, and without trying to hide her worry, she said:
"Teacher Islante, I just remembered something bad. I should have told my parents before, but I forgot. This could lead to very serious and terrible consequences."
For example, Backlund was destroyed, and of the millions of people living there, regardless of whether they were nobles, middle class, or poor, only a small number survived... Audrey pursed her lips, her emerald-like eyes filled with unconcealed worry.
Islante raised an eyebrow and said:
Is it too late to go now?
"It's better than not going, Ms. Islante. Wait for me a moment, no, you go first." Audrey entered " Spectator " mode and calmly made her decision.
She immediately got up, left the study, and went into the hallway.
Father went to the House of Lords... Only Mother is at home... But what should I say? Audrey frowned slightly, her pace neither slowing nor quickening, her personal maid and her large dog Susie beside her.
Gradually, she had an idea, and by the time she arrived at the Countess's living room, she had already made up her mind.
Taking a deep breath, Audrey felt an unusual heaviness on her shoulders.
Then, without hesitation, she knocked on the door.
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