At 2 Daffodil Street, Klein returned home to find that neither Melissa nor Benson was there.
He went into his room, locked the door behind him, and put up a Wall of Spirituality. Then he took four steps backward and arrived in the Gray Fog Space.
Klein sat in the high-backed chair, gazing at the eternally unchanging Gray Fog, and muttered to himself:
"First and foremost, the highest priority is still Sir Deville's situation."
"Hell, judges of the dead, Ox-Head and Horse-Face-these concepts only existed in my previous life. Emperor Roselle never brought them to the Northern and Southern Continents either. I have to find out today why Sir Deville dreamed of them."
"Next is the folk herbal shop in Rosen. Darkwill has a bit of a foul mouth, but he's a good person, and his medical skills are excellent. I need to check on him."
At that thought, Klein grew worried again:
"Captain Dunn examined the scene and suspected that a Sequence 7 Werewolf had lost control and caused it. They were most likely part of the group responsible for the bloodshed at Tingen port a few days ago. I didn't expect them to still be in Tingen City."
"But who killed the Werewolf after it lost control? There were traces of attacks left by a Sailor and a Mid-Sequence expert of the Bard Pathway at the scene, and it wasn't the Mandated Punishers..."
"The more clues there are, the more confusing things become."
"Finally, there's the series of strange incidents in Tingen City recently. Someone should be digesting their own Potion through acting."
"Still, I'd better divine it."
At that thought, Klein couldn't help frowning, somewhat puzzled.
"Strange. Why did I only think of using divination to investigate the truth today?"
"That's not right. Given my personality, I should have come here to divine it immediately."
Klein felt that something was amiss, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't make sense of it. He had no leads at all.
"Forget it." He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
"Sir Deville's situation is more important. The rest can wait."
Klein conjured a pendulum. "There are Beyonder factors behind Sir Deville's situation..."
"There are Beyonder factors behind Sir Deville's situation..."
After seven repetitions, the pendulum began to turn slowly clockwise.
"Looks like a Beyonder really is behind this!"
Klein leaned back in the high-backed chair and relaxed. Closing his eyes and clearing his spirit body, he recited silently:
The truth behind Sir Deville's dream...
The truth behind Sir Deville's dream...
After seven repetitions, Klein's vision appeared inside Sir Deville's bedroom. He saw someone push open the door and enter the room. A Sarira at the person's chest radiated golden light.
"Wilt!"
"It really was him!"
Klein had expected this possibility.
"Could Wilt really be a transmigrator like me?"
Klein then saw a wraith fly out of Wilt's body. A mass of black gas entered Sir Deville's body, and finally Wilt vanished from where he stood and entered Sir Deville's dream.
Perhaps a minute passed, or perhaps several hours. Sir Deville awoke from his nightmare drenched in sweat and let out a terrified scream when he saw Wilt and Hailiye.
The vision ended there.
Klein opened his eyes and looked at a golden star in the distance.
"Should I pull Wilt up here and ask him about it now, or keep watching him for a few more days?"
Unable to decide, Klein chose to deal with the other matters first. He closed his eyes again and performed Dream Divination. "What happened at the folk herbal shop in Rosen..."
"What happened at the folk herbal shop in Rosen..."
After seven repetitions, Klein saw a crazed, bloodthirsty Werewolf burst into the herbal shop and easily overpower Darkwill.
Just as the Werewolf was about to finish Darkwill off, someone burst in. The Werewolf then lost control, but the newcomer used charms to deal with it in short order.
And Klein happened to know this person.
"Wilt? Why is it him again?!"
After waking from the Dream Divination, Klein looked astonished. "So it was charms. That would explain the traces at the scene."
"But where did Wilt get such powerful charms? I wonder if he has any left. If he does, perhaps I could also..."
Then Klein suddenly realized a problem.
"Those charms probably aren't cheap."
"Hmm... I'll think about it when I have money."
Klein decided to divine the final question.
He closed his eyes and silently recited: The truth behind the series of strange incidents in Tingen City...
The truth behind the series of strange incidents in Tingen City...
Immediately afterward, Klein saw someone in his dream use a strange dance to attract an unknown existence, then make a contract with it and act as a Monster to frighten people.
"Wilt!"
"Why is it still him?!"
Klein was somewhat speechless. All three questions he had divined today pointed to Wilt, something he had never expected.
"Looks like I'll have to pull Wilt up here and question him today, no matter what."
Klein looked at the two stars in the distance. One was the golden star representing Wilt; the other was a constantly expanding crimson star, from which came a prayer of unclear meaning.
"I'll respond to you once I've learned the new language. As for now..."
Klein turned his gaze to the golden star and reached out with his right hand, pulling it in front of him.
After sitting silently in the high-backed chair for a long while, Klein reached toward the golden star.
"Wilt Mirage, let me see who you really are!"
Meanwhile, on Wilt's side.
After parting with Darkwill, he had returned straight to the inn, with no plans to do anything else.
He was running low on offensive charms and needed to replenish them.
Just as Wilt was about to put on his monocle and have Avatar No. 037 mail him more Spirituality materials for making charms, he suddenly felt an invisible force tugging at his spirit body.
Wilt hurriedly looked around and only relaxed after confirming that he wasn't under attack.
"What's going on?"
"Why is this happening?"
Just then, boundless Gray Fog appeared before Wilt's eyes. Within it was an ancient, mysterious figure, and he instantly realized what was happening.
"It's Klein!"
"He's trying to pull me into the Gray Fog Space!"
Wilt hesitated for two seconds before finally closing his eyes and no longer resisting the pull on his spirit body.
The next instant, Wilt passed through the boundless Gray Fog and arrived inside a vast, ancient palace. A figure surrounded by Gray Fog sat in a high-backed chair above.
Wilt looked at Klein and pretended to be frightened. "Your Excellency, where is this?"
"What do you want with me?"
But the next second, Wilt was genuinely frightened, because he heard Klein say:
"Don't be afraid. I only saw signs that your fate had been manipulated, so I brought you here."