"I think... If I knew the answer, how could I be here? I would have found a way to indirectly pass on the information long ago!" Leonard muttered silently, carefully choosing his words.
During this process, he discovered that although he, standing upright, was looking down at Dawn Dantès, the wealthy man, sitting leisurely in his armchair, actually had the upper hand, like a high-ranking person casually listening to a subordinate's report.
This made Leonard a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously looked around, pulled up a chair, and leaned back half-habitually and half-deliberately said:
I believe that he, or rather you, are looking for something.
"In Tingen, he infiltrated the Nighthawks in search of an item; in Backlund, he infiltrated the Chanis Gate, also in search of that item!"
"The first time, he gained nothing, so he feigned death and escaped by taking advantage of Ince Zangwill's attack;
"The second time, he still couldn't find it, so he left behind Chanis Gate without taking anything!"
In these few words, Leonard confidently revealed that he already knew that Gehrman Sparrow was Sherlock Moriarty and Klein Moretti, hoping to create pressure and make Dawn Dantès no longer so calm and stop trying to argue.
Sure enough, he dug up my grave... Klein sighed inwardly with a touch of melancholy, picked up his glass of red wine, and gently swirled it, saying:
"Do you think we would make two reckless probes without concrete intelligence? You know, you only get one chance with these kinds of things; if you fail, it means there's no chance of success again."
"So, who would rely on actions to verify a guess when the goal is not even clear?"
He tacitly acknowledged my statement: Klein Moretti is Gehrman Sparrow, a member of that Concealment organization that believes in " The Fool," the " Black Emperor " thief... Leonard, trying not to furrow his brow, crossed his right foot over his left thigh and said:
So, it wasn't that it wasn't found, but rather that other factors caused the failure?
"In both phases, the Saint Selena Cathedral in Tingen City and the Saint Samuel Cathedral in Backlund have only two things in common: the Sealed Artifact '2-049' and the Antigonus Family Notebook."
" The Antigonus Family Notebook... Is that it? Klein Moretti joined the Nighthawks because of it!"
Although the reasoning process Error, the answer was correct... Klein chuckled.
Our minds are not meant to be displayed.
"If his goal was the Antigonus Family Notebook, he wouldn't have needed to join the Nighthawks at all; he had plenty of opportunities before you obtained them."
"Even if you get it, he still has a chance of getting it. You should know the situation better than I do."
"Also, since the target was the Antigonus Family Notebook, why didn't he take them this time?"
Leonard Mitchell, who had just been mocked by Dawn Dantès, realized that his impromptu idea was full of logical contradictions. He felt a pang of shame and a slight surge of anger.
He quietly took a breath and said:
"Then why did he infiltrate Chanis Gate twice using different methods? And this time, not only did he take nothing and leave nothing behind, but he also entered a strange state."
Leonard had barely finished speaking when he saw Dawn Dantès, reveal a meaningful smile:
"As for what happened later, I don't know why either. Perhaps you should ask the ' Evernight Goddess '."
Goddess... What does he mean? Leonard was both surprised and suspicious, unable to imagine what had happened behind the Chanis Gate Saint Samuel Cathedral.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Dawn Dantès chuckle in a low voice:
"As for your first question, I think you've probably misunderstood something."
"Our organization's members come from different places, join for different purposes, and choose to change their beliefs, but before that, their lives still belong to themselves."
"Like me, I have a past and a present. The reason I'm here is because of the surname I gave myself."
Dantès... * the Return of the Count *... He joined a Concealment organization that believed in " The Fool " in order to seek revenge, and arrived at Backlund. Leonard nodded thoughtfully.
Klein paused for a few seconds, casually took a sip of red wine, and continued with a smile:
Similarly, he, who was resurrected by the curse of the Antigonus Family Notebook, was also seeking revenge.
Klein deliberately mentioned his current surname, " Dantès," and the topic of revenge to distinguish himself from Gehrman Sparrow Klein Moretti beforehand, so that Leonard wouldn't later think that the two had similar goals, commonalities, or speculate that there might be a deeper connection between them.
--By proactively mentioning this matter, the listener can form a fixed mindset, subconsciously following the logic of the words, and treating Dawn Dantès and Klein Moretti as two completely different people whose only commonality is their desire for revenge. However, in this world, there are definitely more than just these two avengers.
Leonard unconsciously lowered his raised right leg and leaned forward slightly, saying:
"Revenge?
Whom does he want to take revenge on?
After asking the question, the refined and handsome middle-aged gentleman in his eyes slightly curled the corners of his mouth upward:
" Lanarvus, and..."
" Ince Zangwill."
" Ince Zangwill..." Leonard repeated, his expression shifting several times before finally settling into silence.
His emerald green eyes stared ahead, momentarily unfocused, as if he were deep in thought or contemplation.
After a long silence, Leonard exhaled and loosened his instinctively clenched hands.
He asked in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Did he really kill Lanarvus?"
"Of course." Klein sighed inwardly, but replied calmly.
Leonard opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't speak, and then pressed his lips tightly together.
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Klein immediately changed the subject and chuckled:
"If you have a similar purpose, or need help, you can also recite His name, and perhaps you will receive a response."
He... that Hidden Existence, " The Fool "? Leonard assumed Dawn Dantès was simply preaching as usual, trying to recruit him into that Concealment organization, so he didn't think much of it and responded with silence.
Klein then smiled and said:
"By the way, pass on a message to Pallez Zoroast: One of our members encountered the ' Blasphemer ' Amon in the ' Forsaken Land of the Gods '."
This statement was incredibly information-rich, leaving Leonard momentarily speechless, his mind filled with related thoughts:
" The Forsaken Land of the Gods? The Forsaken Land of the Gods that the seven churches couldn't find anywhere? And this Concealment organization actually has members who can enter and leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods!"
"' The Blasphemer ' Amon... The Old Man said he was hiding from a High-Sequence individual named Amon. He was severely injured by this individual, which forced him to Parasitism my body..."
" Dawn Dantès's tone and manner of speaking truly resembled that of an undead Monster who survived the Fourth Epoch, and he was on the same or similar level as the Old Man... In his presence, I felt absolutely no sense of superiority, and even lacked confidence..."
Amidst a flash of thoughts, Leonard barely managed to regain his composure and said:
I will pass that message on to him.
"Hmm, after Leonard entered someone else's dream, the old man seemed unable to accurately control his senses, otherwise he should have reacted strangely when he heard ' The Blasphemer ' Amon... The words of ' Snake of Fate ' Will Auceptin also corroborate this: the old man only noticed and acted when the poet was actually in danger... Very good, he is not completely ' Parasitism '..." Klein chuckled as he deciphered the hidden information.
"You can go back now, and rest assured, my purpose is not with the Church of Evernight."
"Referring to the next objective, not the past..." Klein silently added in his mind.
Leonard had gathered enough information and dared not linger. He rose from his chair and bowed.
Then, he escaped Dawn Dantès's dream.
In a room on the street behind Saint Samuel Cathedral, Leonard awoke, hearing the slightly aged voice of the " Parasite " within him echoing in his mind:
What did he say?
Leonard carefully considered his words and said:
He openly admitted to being a member of the Concealment organization that believed in " The Fool," as did Klein Moretti, who used the alias Gehrman Sparrow.
"Their goal was revenge, each of them seeking their own."
Pallez Zoroast paused for a second before saying:
Did he say why Klein Moretti was able to resurrect? Or how he managed to fake his death to that extent?
Leonard thought for a moment and said:
His explanation was that it was a curse bestowed by the Antigonus Family Notebook.
A curse... It wasn't until this moment that Leonard realized Dawn Dantès's choice of words was quite strange:
The power to resurrect the dead is called a curse!
Pallez Zoroast seemed to have no doubt about this, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:
What else did he say?
Leonard didn't hide anything and frankly said:
He mentioned " the Blasphemer " Amon, saying that a member of their organization encountered him in the " Forsaken Land of the Gods."
" Old Man, is this the Amon you mentioned?"
The slightly aged voice paused for a long time before replying:
"It should be."
He paused and then said:
"I'm thinking, Dawn Dantès, no, the ' The Fool ' behind him, might really be one of my old friends..."
The Old Man considered himself a level above Dawn Dantès, or even more... Was he Angel on Earth? Leonard pondered for a moment.
Which old friend?
Pallez Zoroast did not answer, but instead asked:
"Are you still looking for an opportunity to leak information about Dawn Dantès and Klein Moretti?"
Leonard fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice after about ten seconds:
Not for now.
"Perhaps there's still a possibility for me, him, and them to cooperate..."
"The church did not suffer any substantial losses this time."
The " Parasite " inside him stopped speaking and seemed to have fallen asleep again.
Leonard slowly raised his head, glanced at the documents in front of him, and whispered in a low voice with dark blue eyes:
He left me behind...