With the curtains drawn and the wall lamps dimmed, Audrey completed the necessary preparations according to the " Magic Mirror Divination " instructions.
Of course, she didn't specifically choose a suitable time period, because asking Mr. The Fool didn't require such trouble.
Looking at the candle in front of her and the mirror reflecting the candlelight and herself, Audrey picked up a bottle of hydrosol with a mixture of interest and unease, and sprinkled a few drops of the liquid onto the dim flame.
A delicate, subtle scent wafted into her nostrils, Audrey inexplicably recalled the time when she was just an enthusiast of the occult.
At first, she would make all sorts of Error, such as forgetting to prepare essential oils and hydrosols to please the gods at crucial moments of the ceremony, and having to make do with perfume instead, which inevitably resulted in failure.
Actually, according to the information revealed by Mr. The Fool, even if I really replaced this bottle of hydrosol with my own perfume, it would still respond to me... Audrey took a small, gentle breath and calmed herself down completely through " Cogitation ".
She knew that her uncontrolled rambling thoughts just now were not her normal behavior; her slight anticipation and nervousness were amplified by the " Lies " necklace!
Having composed herself, Audrey clasped her hands together, placed them in front of her lowered mouth and nose as if in prayer, and began to whisper a prayer with utmost sincerity:
" The Fool That Doesn't Belong to This Era ";
" The Mysterious Ruler Above the Gray Fog "
" The King of Yellow and Black, who holds the key to good fortune."
The Concealment incantation echoed softly, and after seven repetitions, Audrey noticed something indescribable in the surrounding darkness, like an undercurrent lurking beneath the water.
Raising her head, Audrey stretched out her right hand and, passing by the perfectly still candlelight, lightly stroked the mirror from top to bottom.
At this point, the " Magic Mirror Divination " process is complete. If a mysterious or unknown entity becomes interested in it, it will use the mirror to give a certain response.
Above the Gray Fog, inside the ancient and magnificent palace, Klein saw the crimson star representing Miss " Justice " first expand, then contract, spreading illusory light. Finally, they were all tinged with an almost black, deep, and Concealment aura, condensing into a mirror-sized halo that seemed to lead to the outside world.
This is different from the effects of previous rituals. It's quite interesting... Klein leaned back in his chair, his Spirituality spreading out, making contact with the deep black circle that resembled a cave entrance.
Without a sound, his vision suddenly changed. The bronze table, the deep red stars, and the spacious room illuminated by candlelight inexplicably overlapped, yet remained clearly distinct.
At this moment, Klein felt as if a mirror had become an extension of his body and his eyes, helping him to clearly see and interfere with the real world even above the Gray Fog.
Yes, I understand!
Everything in Klein's vision was no longer blurry and hazy; it was now clearly visible to his eyes!
His gaze suddenly froze for two seconds.
Before him stood a young girl in a Pure White white dress embroidered with gold lace. Her long golden hair was casually tied up, flowing smoothly and glossily. Her emerald eyes reflected the slightly pale firelight, as deep as the sea and as pure as the finest gemstones. Her features and face shape created a breathtaking beauty, and her temperament was elegant and pure.
Klein felt inexplicably guilty and looked away.
He almost thought it was Witch of high Sequence, but thankfully he remembered in time that Miss " Justice " was Beyonder of the " Spectator " pathway and couldn't possibly become Witch... The scent of this hydrosol is quite nice, very unique... This subtle sensation, is it a magical item made by the Beyonder Characteristic of the " Faceless "? Miss " Justice " turned it into a necklace... Klein's gaze fell on the magical item disguised as a diamond necklace.
Then, he heard Miss " Justice " speak expectantly:
" Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, tell me where the owner of this notebook is."
Audrey knew she was asking Mr. The Fool for advice, but she had wanted to say " Magic Mirror Magic Mirror " ever since she heard the story as a child, and now she finally had the chance to put it into practice.
Previous failures don't count, hmm! Audrey nodded to herself in her mind.
Klein immediately looked at the black notebook placed between the candles and Miss Justice, and discovered that his Spirituality could easily spread out through the mirror, "grasping" the Divination medium like a hand.
Above the Gray Fog, he quickly wrote down the corresponding Divination phrase:
"The whereabouts of the original owner of this notebook are unknown."
Holding a notebook in one hand and a piece of paper in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair and, with the help of " Cogitation," quickly drifted into a deep sleep.
Audrey stared intently into the mirror with her bright green eyes, waiting for Mr. The Fool's response.
Several seconds later, she finally saw ripples appear on the mirror surface.
It worked! The " Magic Mirror Divination " really worked! Audrey's eyes widened as she saw the image flashing in the mirror:
That's an aerial view of a rural area!
As the scene drew closer, the Dragon paintings on the buildings gradually became clearer.
A church quickly took up the main part of the mirror, only to be replaced by its attached cemetery.
Finally, the image freezes on a tombstone in a corner, its inscription blurred by the Sun exposure, rain, and wind, leaving only the name " Lindrila " barely legible.
Suddenly, the mirror darkened, then returned to normal, reflecting Audrey and the candle in front of her again.
Isn't this the village with the Dragon worship custom from before? The knight who wrote the notes was named Lindrila, one of them, who returned home after the defeat in the Twenty Years' War and remained there until his death? Or perhaps, he was transported home as a corpse? Hmm... that village belongs to East Chester County, City of Stoen also belongs to East Chester County, so it's normal that Associate Professor Michelle's notes originated from there... there truly is a Mind Dragon living in the Sea of Collective Subconscious... Audrey thanked " The Fool " with a sudden realization, ending the " Magic Mirror Divination."
By candlelight, she stared at the notebook for a while, and finally decided to hand it in to see what the " Psychology Alchemists " could Divination or investigate.
At least I don't have the strength to approach that Mind Dragon yet, so this is all I can do... Besides, even if the " Psychology Alchemists " does discover something and gains something, as I grow step by step and rise in status within the organization, some of it will belong to me~ Audrey's mood quickly improved again.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein tapped the edge of the bronze table with his fingers, and based on Miss " Justice's " previous statements, made his own judgment:
That notebook, that village, is connected to a Dragon, and Dragon often signify treasure!
It's a pity that Miss " Justice " isn't strong enough yet, otherwise I would have encouraged her to explore on her own, and if she encountered any problems, to pray to " Sea God " and I would provide support from all sides. Hmm, it's too dangerous for her, so I have to give up for now... If the " Psychology Alchemists " fails to find the problem, perhaps we can try it in the future... Klein suppressed his regret and recalled the experience of " Magic Mirror Divination " just now.
"This Divination method is excellent for third parties, as it allows them to connect to the real world with almost no cost. If I had wanted to, I could have even slipped out of the mirror as a spirit! But it is extremely dangerous for the user, who would be exposed to the gaze of an unknown and mysterious 'eye' without any protection, thus becoming possessed, Manipulation, cursed, and corrupted..." Klein sighed sincerely.
He wasn't worried that Miss " Justice " would abuse the " Magic Mirror Divination " because she had the best and safest person to consult, so she didn't need to seek it out from outside.
That is, me! Klein withdrew his finger, sat at the head of the long bronze table, and remained quiet for twenty or thirty seconds.
He quickly returned to the real world, not lingering any longer, after all, he was on the " Future " and under the watchful eyes of everyone, both overt and covert.
Leaving the washroom, putting away Azik Copper Whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane, Klein glanced at the darkness outside where the red moon was obscured by clouds, and pondered quietly for a while.
He put on a top silk hat, opened the door, and stepped into the corridor.
After taking a few steps forward, Klein deliberately slowed his pace and glanced at the first room on his left out of the corner of his eye.
He deduced that the mysterious eyes that had been silently watching the deck and himself during the day were inside this room.
Klein slowed his pace, almost stopping at the doorway.
He made no attempt to hide it, extending his left palm towards the handle, and the scene inside naturally surfaced in his mind:
Not far behind the door was a coat rack, but nothing was hanging on it.
The faint starlight spilled onto the polished floor; it was silent, peaceful, and devoid of human presence.
The window had been opened sometime earlier, and the sea breeze blew in, lifting the not-too-thick curtains.
Is no one here? Klein was only testing the waters, so he immediately withdrew his left hand and walked towards the stairs, as if nothing had happened.
Upon reaching the deck, with the cold night wind blowing, Klein strolled leisurely along the ship's railing, his outwardly aloof demeanor suggesting that his main purpose was simply to get off and take a walk.
Suddenly, he saw a man sitting in front of him, a man wearing overalls and a white shirt.
Frank Lee Klein didn't stop; he moved closer step by step.
The man sensed something, and immediately turned halfway around, looking back at the person nearby.
He was none other than " Toxin Expert " Frank Lee, but the smile on his face was gone, and his jawline was bloodshot.
Klein raised an eyebrow but didn't speak.
Frank Lee suddenly raised his hands, grabbing a silverfish that wasn't struggling in each hand.
He said dejectedly:
"It failed... Their lifespan is much shorter than I expected, they simply can't reproduce, even if we plant them in the soil..."
As he spoke, he raised the silver-scaled fish in his right hand and took a deep breath.
This is a good thing... otherwise I'd really be worried about causing some kind of ecological disaster... so, you're drowning your sorrows in alcohol, no, in fish? Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief.