Having learned my father's trump card, how could it not harm him? It would at least have a negative impact on the things he was trying to promote or oppose... Levitation in mid-air in the Mind World, Audrey looked at the "island of consciousness" below, her thoughts surprisingly calm.
Then, she suddenly realized something: what Herabergen Rambis was after in Manipulation Caron's suicide.
Audrey had been very concerned about this matter and had learned different information from various sources, giving her a relatively clear understanding of the overall situation. However, she remained puzzled about what the Manipulator was trying to achieve.
This trap, seemingly targeting the Conservative Party's coffers and Baron Sindras, could expose the big banker and lead to his demise at the hands of the official extraordinary organization should any Error occur in the entire affair. However, in reality, it lacked the contingency plan expected of a brilliant conspiracy Dawn Dantès acted unpredictably, the meticulously crafted scheme immediately crumbled, and no effective remedial action was taken. It hardly seemed like the work of a High-Sequence powerhouse from the " Spectator " pathway.
As a relatively experienced " Spectator," Audrey had long sensed something amiss Herabergen Rambis's own words, she suddenly realized the true nature of the previous setup:
Herabergen Rambis didn't care whether he had successfully brought down Baron Sindras; he had already gotten what he wanted.
As he just said, there is a significant rift within the Kingdom, between the New Party and the Conservative Party!
Herabergen Rambis claimed he wanted to mend these issues, but in reality, his aim was to widen the gap and create division!
Why was she doing this? Audrey controlled the "Island of the Mind," preventing it from showing any signs of doubt.
She immediately responded to Herabergen Rambis's earlier words:
"I understand your concerns about the kingdom's situation, and I will do my best to address them."
As soon as she finished speaking, Herabergen Rambis. Sitting on the sofa, Herabergen Rambis smiled with satisfaction:
"You truly are a noblewoman full of compassion and pity."
After saying this, the old gentleman, wearing striped blue-gray trousers, lowered his right leg, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes deepened slightly.
"Given your status and daily circumstances, you will forget me and only remember Hilbert, Stephen, and Islante, and pass on any messages through them..."
"When you have something extremely important to report, you'll subconsciously visit me, ostensibly to ask about academic matters... Once you enter my house, your lost memories will be restored..."
As Herabergen Rambis spoke these words, Audrey on her "Mind Island" opened her mouth and repeated the action, causing the corresponding "rock" to deform and quickly sink into the ground, disappearing into the subconscious realm.
At that moment, Audrey felt as if she had split into two people:
She was formed from a "soul island," and she could no longer remember the old man's appearance or name Stephen Hampres's house, met a member of the Psychology Alchemists Council, received praise related to the Acting Method," and received a new mission.
Another one Levitation below the Sky of Spirituality, remembering everything that happened before very clearly, but with fewer emotional fluctuations, leaning more towards optimism than gloom.
Audrey was absolutely certain that the one in mid-air was the most essential self-awareness, so there was no confusion. With "her" as the primary self, she controlled the other self, and dazedly got up, saying:
Yes, sir.
After responding, she quickly straightened up, like Puppet Manipulation by invisible threads, and walked step by step towards the entrance, Door Opening, and went out.
The moment she closed the door, her Mind World, which was half-empty, and her counterpart on the "island of consciousness" suddenly merged into one, becoming inseparable.
The sudden merging of two distinct memories caused Audrey a few seconds of confusion, but her extensive experience in therapy and Hypnosis allowed her to quickly and skillfully distinguish between primary and secondary information, as well as truth and falsehood, Reorganization every detail of what had happened.
Such amazing Mind Reading and Hypnosis... This is exerting influence directly on my Mental Body and even my Spirit Body through the Sea of Collective Subconscious... Even with the blessing of the " The Fool " Angel, when Audrey recalled what had just happened, it was as if she were looking at old photos, yellowed and faded, as if many years had passed.
"I can do that too someday!" Mr. The Fool, the Angel's blessing is truly amazing! Humph, I'll only relay Dad's attitude to you on less important matters! Audrey's mood improved as these thoughts flashed through her mind.
Ugh!
A Steam locomotive, puffing out large plumes of smoke, pulled carriage after carriage into Backlund station.
After a journey of several days, Klein finally returned to this Capital of Capitals.
Dawn Dantès, dressed in a top hat and suit, carrying a gold-plated cane, slowly left the first-class carriage and stepped onto the platform.
Behind him followed a young man who was clearly of mixed race, about 1.75 meters tall, carrying two suitcases. This was none other than the Marionette Enzo. Of course, this " Winner " had now changed his name to Enuni, which was more characteristic of the Southern Continent. From now on, he would be the person chosen by the newly rich and arms dealer Dawn Dantès to contact his clients in the Southern Continent. Less critical business would be handled by him, and Dawn Dantès himself frequently traveled to West Balam.
Of course, this was just a cover-up; in reality, it was Klein himself who was running around doing the legwork.
His initial plan was to send several followers to West Balam in the name of " Sea God " Kavithua to handle small-scale transactions that might become more frequent in the future. After all, Danitz was already a well-known pirate with a bounty of over 10,000 on the Five Seas, and his close relationship with Gehrman Sparrow and his constant assistance to Dawn Dantès could easily arouse suspicion.
After leaving the station, Klein took a carriage back to 160 Böklund Street.
It was already late, and the gas streetlights along the road were lit. The Dawn Dantès mansion was also brightly lit. The butler Walter and the housekeeper Taneja led the male servants, maids, gardeners, coachmen, and others out and lined up on both sides to await their employer.
Upon arriving at Desi Bay and purchasing Steam train ticket, Klein sent a telegram back to Backlund, informing his steward of his expected return date. However, he instructed the steward not to send a carriage to the station to pick him up, as delays were common for Steam trains in those days, and it was not impossible for them to arrive as late as the following morning.
Klein glanced at the servants, who stood at attention and were very respectful, nodded to himself, and walked through them, silently remarking:
This is quite aristocratic; the butler didn't slack off even when the employer wasn't around...
Reaching the doorway, he nodded slightly to Walter and Taneja, saying:
"Thank you for your hard work during this time."
"It's what we should do," Walter and Taneja said in unison, bowing.
Klein's gaze then shifted to Richardson, the personal valet beside him, and he noticed that the handsome mixed-race man was a little pale and kept glancing at Enuni, the new valet following behind his employer.
Klein chuckled inwardly and nodded to him, saying:
"You did a good job before, but some matters involve business in the Southern Continent and need to be handled by Enuni."
"Yes, you'll be transferred to be Mr. Walter's assistant, and you'll help him gather information about the manors outside the city."
Assistant... butler's assistant... Richardson was taken aback at first, then responded with delight:
"Yes, sir!"
Reaching this position means that he has truly broken free from the constraints of the male servant class and climbed a step up!
Walter didn't ask any specific questions about the manor; instead, he carefully arranged for his employers to enter the house, clean, and have a meal.
After all these matters were concluded, and as he and the new valet Enuni, escorted Dawn Dantès back to the third floor, he finally spoke and asked:
"Sir, are you planning to buy an estate outside Backlund? What are your specific requirements?"
Not too expensive... who knows how long this identity will last... Klein chuckled to himself, then carefully said:
"It has vineyards and wineries."
After completing that arms deal, he had established a firm foothold in Backlund's high society and amassed a considerable fortune. Therefore, he needed to own a manor. It would be beneath his dignity to wait until autumn and winter to be unable to invite friends for a holiday or hunting trip to the countryside; such behavior would easily earn him contempt.
The price of a farm in the countryside of Backlund is quite expensive. Eight to ten thousand pounds is enough to buy a large farm with lots of land and rubber plantations in places like Desi Bay, but here you can only ask for a vineyard, grain production, and facilities such as your own winery.
"I will gather the information as soon as possible," the butler Walter, replied respectfully.
Knowing his employer was tired from the journey, he briefly reported on the situation during this time before leaving the third floor to attend to other matters. Klein, with the help of his new personal valet Enuni, changed his clothes and washed up.
During this process, Klein, who had begun to adapt to divinity, couldn't help but mentally complain:
If my Marionette weren't restricted to a distance of one kilometer, why would I need to change my personal male servant... I'm already a wealthy man, yet I still have to serve myself... Sigh!
With a sigh, he sent the " Winner," Enuni, to the next room, then walked to the window and gazed at Backlund, its lights reflected like stars, letting his thoughts wander:
Next, my target is Major General Qonas Kilgor, Deputy Chief of Military Intelligence Section 9...
As for Viscount Stratford the royal guard, we can leave Trissy to that Witch... She's been missing for a long time; I wonder what she's been up to, or what she's planning to do to get close to that Viscount... I previously used the contact method she gave me to tell her that I had other things to attend to and couldn't spare the time for the moment. I'll have to confirm later that I'm free again so we can continue our previous cooperation...
After a while, Klein calmed his thoughts, lay down on the bed, and gradually drifted into a deep sleep without the aid of Cogitation.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes and realized that someone had entered the house at 160 Böklund Street!
Here we go again... Klein couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his temples.
On his first day back in Backlund, he was awakened in the middle of the night again.