Alger reined in his emotions and took a deep breath before saying to Ebner,
"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Tower."
He didn't say exactly what he had figured out, afraid that he would be punished by Mr. Fool.
Do not pry into the mystery of God! Alger repeated this inwardly a few times before finally calming down. To hide his loss of composure, he deliberately changed topics.
"At the dawn of Friday, the military sealed 1-025 which originally belonged to the Church of Storms again. They didn't return it to the Church of Storms, as though they had other uses for it."
1-025? Early in the morning on Friday? Indeed… Back then, Baron Conva broke out of the encirclement after escaping 1-025. It's no wonder he only had his head left. From the looks of it, he was beaten up very badly.
Ebner nodded in thought. He had already guessed it. After all, if the Grade 1 seal was still on the baron, it wouldn't be easy for them to escape, even with Fors's bracelet helping them.
Klein, who was sitting at the seat of honor, couldn't help but look at "Tower" and "Judgment" when he heard that. He thought to himself, So there was such a terrifying thing that night? Thankfully, I wasn't there and only watched the livestream…
On the other hand, Audrey was delighted that the Grade 1 that she had lost was finally under control. She didn't wish for Backlund, which she was living in, to suffer any major losses due to the loss of the Sealed Artifact. She had been on tenterhooks ever since she heard about it, and she was finally relieved.
As for who eventually obtained the Grade 1 Sealed Artifact, she didn't care.
At this moment, Xio wanted to mention that Baron Conva was pursuing Mr. Fool's aura, but on second thought, she felt that it was purely a guess of his without any basis… Besides, Ebner himself didn't report it to Mr. Fool… More importantly, with Mr. Fool's godlike powers, he probably knew of this long ago…
Therefore, she opened her mouth but ultimately didn't say it out loud.
At this moment, Klein's spirituality was almost exhausted. Seeing that no one was sharing it, he decisively ended the gathering.
He watched as Justice, The Hanged Man, The Tower, Judgment, and The Sun disappeared before his eyes.
Klein didn't stay any longer. He used his spirituality to envelop himself and simulate the sensation of descending rapidly. All that was left was the towering palace, the ancient table, and the twenty-two high-back chairs silently standing above the gray fog.
Having "returned" to the real world, Klein dispelled the wall of spirituality and was just about to head out to buy some spiritual materials for rituals
As he had become a Clown, his weekly salary had increased to 10 pounds, reaching the level of a senior Nighthawk. Together with the 300 pounds that Mr. Tower had sacrificed from the junk pile above the gray fog and the 100 pounds he had earned from selling the formula, he was very confident.
But just as he reached the living room on the first floor, he suddenly felt something touch his arm.
Apart from him, something in the living room touched his arm!
His hair stood on end as Klein retracted his arm. He turned his head and saw five thin, pale fingers growing on the tip of a red tongue. Beneath them were irregular sharp teeth!
Klein first reached into his pocket where the Slumber and Requiem Charms were. Following that, he saw the five baby-like fingers holding onto a neatly folded piece of paper.
A letter…
Messenger!
Klein heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the five pale fingers holding onto the paper touched his arm again.
Klein took a deep breath and grabbed the letter with his left hand. Then, from the corner of his eye, he saw the pale fingers, red tongue, and irregular sharp teeth dim and disappear.
With a thought, Klein tapped his left molar and secretly activated his Spirit Vision.
He saw the five abnormally thin fingers again. He saw the long red tongue embedded with sharp white teeth. He saw them retract into the transparent face on the ground.
A second later, the face burrowed underground as though it had never been there.
It seems like when Spirit Body creatures are willing to be seen and have the corresponding powers, even ordinary people can discover them…
As Klein thought, he unfolded the letter and read the letter from Spirit Guide Daly.
"The Mysticism Magister from the joint investigation team, Stuart, will take the afternoon steam locomotive back to Tingen. He might come to ask you about something…
"There's no need to be nervous. Just answer honestly.
"Also, this person doesn't seem to have a good reputation when it comes to relationships. Try not to let him interact with Dunn.
"Of course, if they really talk about something, remember to write to me…
"I will pay you something you look forward to."
Klein's lips twitched as he read the letter. He confirmed that it was Daly herself.
Mysticism Magister Stuart… Why did he return? Doesn't Tingen City no longer have Secret Order members?
Is he suspecting something about me?
With this in mind, Klein decided not to meet the deacon of the Church of Storms alone, lest he used a mystical technique to dig out some secrets from him. When that happened, he might not even be able to silence him.
Following that, after burning the letter, Klein changed his clothes and went out, heading straight for the underground market of the Evil Dragon Bar.
On the way, he suddenly heard the paperboy shout out the addition of the Tingen City Honest Paper.
Additional issue? Special issue? Did something major happen? Klein's heart stirred as he took out a penny to buy a newspaper.
Then he saw the title of the additional magazine:
"The steam locomotive from Backlund to Tingen derailed due to extreme weather. The exact number of casualties is unknown."
The train derailed? May the Goddess bless us. I hope the passengers are fine… Klein subconsciously drew the crimson moon on his chest, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He got on the public carriage and headed for the harbor.
…
About 60 kilometers away from Tingen, in Maple Leaf Town, Stuart helped rescue the passengers from the train carriage. When he saw that the sun had already set, he couldn't help but sigh.
I only have a day or so of vacation. I won't be able to go to Tingen in time… After a night's rest in Maple Leaf Town, I'll have to return to Backlund tomorrow… I can only wait until Monday to investigate what's hidden there.
Sigh, my luck seems to be terrible recently…
"Does this imply something?"
…
In the evening, Xio, who had taken off her disguise and cleaned up her makeup, ate and drank at Ebner's house.
Ebner watched her stuff a piece of pie into her mouth in a few mouthfuls as he quipped with a smile, "Miss Justice would never have imagined that the proper Miss Judgment would be like this in private."
"* * * good * * *?" Xio puffed her cheeks and said indistinctly.
Although he didn't understand, he subconsciously felt that it wasn't something nice, so he didn't press further. Instead, he asked,
"How does it feel to participate in the Tarot Club for the first time?"
Xio had already swallowed the pie. After some thought, she replied, "Mr. Fool is much milder than I imagined. Miss Justice is also more approachable than when I was interacting with her…"
"That's because she doesn't have any augmentation from her status in the Tarot Club. You are all equal members, so it's naturally easier for you to come into contact with her," Ebner analyzed with a smile.
Xio thought for a moment and felt that it was indeed the case, so she didn't think too much about it. After discussing the traits of The Sun and The Hanged Man, she asked Ebner in a serious manner, "Can you tell me something that you couldn't tell me at the Tarot Club?"
"Partially, but the ins and outs of your father's matter are too dangerous. The timing isn't right, and our strengths are lacking. Even if I were to tell you at the Tarot Gathering, if you can't forget it, leaving Mr. Fool's kingdom will still result in danger," Ebner said after some thought.
The most troublesome thing about this matter was that it was arranged by the King of Angels who couldn't say its name. The more he knew, the easier it was to be detected.
Xio wasn't like him who had an extremely high-level cheat code, nor did she have a deity backing her up to conceal her tracks…
And Mr. Fool, who was viewed as his pillar of support, was still a "good-for-nothing."
"As expected," Xio said with a sigh. She had long guessed this outcome and wasn't disappointed.
…
In a warehouse in the Backlund dock area, Jane calmly flipped through a novel in the darkness. As though she was happy to see something, her eyebrows arched up.
At that moment, the color in her eyes instantly turned black, dotted with countless resplendent lights.
It was like the cosmos was reflected in his eyes.
Soon, the "gravel" formed from stars quickly spun. In a daze, it seemed to gather into a black-haired lady wearing a classic robe.
"Captain!" Jane put down her novel, stood up, and greeted her happily.
It was none other than Admiral of Stars Cattleya. This beautiful lady in a white shirt and tailcoat adjusted her glasses and frowned. "Why are you here?"
"A Spirit Medium has to maintain some level of mystery," Jane explained with a smile.
"Spirit Medium…" Cattleya immediately fell silent. It took her quite a while before she said, "There's someone who can channel spirits in such a place?"
"Th-they went into a pitch-black warehouse by mistake while drunk and met the mysterious and beautiful Spirit Medium. Through spirit channeling, they resolved the problem that had been plaguing them all this time. When everything was over, they realized that they couldn't find the warehouse they were at when they were drunk… Isn't this script great?" Jane said in excitement.
"I remember that there was a similar plot in Stormwind Mountain Villa," Cattleya exposed.
"Ahem…" Jane coughed dryly and changed the topic. "Captain, I invited you here for official business."
"Oh, you mentioned in your letter that you want me to help you kill a Sequence 5 Gatekeeper? Although I have already agreed to help you gather the ingredients for the Spirit Guide potion, isn't it too early to consider the Gatekeeper characteristic?" Cattleya narrowed her eyes and asked cautiously.