The recollection ended here, Klein's gaze still fixed on 16 Minsk Street, feeling quite complicated.
Though he suspected it might be due to fellow Angel, as a transmigrator, having his appearance predicted in advance made it impossible for Klein to ignore.
"I wonder if Lynn can remember something... fellow Angel surely knows some things, but they clearly don't intend to tell me directly."
Thinking of this, Klein felt somewhat helpless. At that moment, he finally saw the door, which had been closed for a day and a half, open, and a familiar figure appeared in Klein's sight.
"Yo, Sherlock, good afternoon! Looks like you're ready to visit the next teacher with me?"
The young man waved to him, looking as lively and silly as ever.
Indeed, he has recovered... Klein sighed in relief and waved back to Lynn.
"Good afternoon, Lynn."
...
To ask what Lynn had been doing these past two days, that would be a long story.
Firstly, after ending his semi-idle self-isolation performance, Lynn's main account began organizing the gains from visiting teachers and compiling the collected information into a teaching manual for future student instruction.
Lynn's first smurf account was still busy handling affairs for Sasrir and selecting initial members for the "Eye of Secrets." At the current pace, Lynn had already selected quite a batch of good candidates. Once the ancient Sun God returned and approved the establishment of the department, Lynn could finalize the initial teaching materials and figure out the proper teaching methods to start his position directly.
By the way, after studying the Abraham family's materials, Lynn found that although mid-to-late-stage teachings might need other supplements, the initial teaching could directly use the Abraham family's universal materials with slight modifications.
After all, though each pathway's specialization differs, the basics of mysticism are largely the same.
Additionally, when Lynn received mysticism textbooks from the Abraham family, he also requested an introductory textbook for children from the butler.
Lynn knew that the students he would teach might be older than kindergarteners, but their literacy levels were likely similar.
Let's just say, among the humans Lynn brought back to the divine kingdom, there were some who became Beyonders for various reasons. Though their sequences were low, the literate ones could be counted on one hand.
Becoming a Beyonder in this era, abundant in Characteristics, was possible with luck. But to be literate, someone had to teach them, which the Demonic Wolf clearly wouldn't do.
So when Lynn said his first task after establishing the "Eye of Secrets" was literacy, he wasn't joking.
Apart from his main account and first smurf account being busy, Lynn's second smurf account had been quite leisurely these days. Not intending to get involved in the affairs between the Tudor family and the God of Death, Lynn spent his time in the Balam Empire teasing the Death Consul and strolling around the empire with Mr. Door and Amon.
During this period, Amon behaved well and didn't cause trouble, but Lynn didn't believe Amon had given up on his mischievous ways. Based on his understanding of Amon and discussions with Mr. Door, they both agreed Amon was likely preparing a big prank to reveal near the end of their Balam trip.
"Now, let's see who outsmarts whom. Mr. Door and I have prepared a surprise for you, little raven..."
Thinking this, Lynn listened to Klein recounting Azik's newly recovered memories. Lynn wasn't surprised, listening seriously before rubbing his chin and saying, "Sounds like I was quite impressive back then."
"Indeed, very impressive..." Klein nodded in agreement, then couldn't help but ask, "So, did you remember anything?"
"It seems I do have some impressions..." Lynn showed a reminiscing expression, covering his forehead with one hand and smiling, "Actually, I gained some memories these past two days, just as you described..."
No problem, these memories were indeed just gained, as he had just experienced all this.
"Did you remember anything else? Like the prophecy?" Klein asked nervously.
He was very concerned about that prophecy, not only because it involved Mr. Azik's fate but also because it concerned him.
"No, I only remembered what you described, nothing else..." Lynn showed an effortful recollecting expression, "Except, I think I gave Mr. Azik a copper whistle, one that could summon my messenger."
A copper whistle? A messenger? Mr. Azik didn't mention this. Did he not remember or forget...? Klein was stunned but took note of it, then continued to ask, "Anything else?"
"Seems like just some daily interactions with Mr. Azik, proving we were friends, but nothing critical..." Lynn shook his head, then showed a subtle expression, as if wanting to say something but hesitating.
"Is there something inconvenient to say?" Klein saw Lynn's expression and knew he might have remembered something critical but was hesitating to tell him.
"It's not inconvenient, it's just that I think I might have tried to poach Mr. Azik from the God of Death..." Lynn laughed awkwardly, scratching his head, "In my memories, I seemed to be trying to recruit Mr. Azik from the God of Death."
Klein: ...
Ah, this!
Though it wasn't the information he most wanted, Klein still couldn't help but give Lynn a second look.
Poaching from the God of Death? Lynn's courage was impressive.
Makes sense though, with Mr. Door backing him, and Lynn clearly wasn't simple himself.
"Anything else?" Klein continued to ask.
"No." Lynn honestly shook his head. Before his second smurf account caused more trouble, he indeed had no such memories.
"But..." Lynn looked at Klein seriously, "Though I don't know the prophecy, I am certain the little black cat in it is you."
"If you want, I can even recreate that painting."
Klein: ...
Why a little black cat?
Klein didn't understand, but he still nodded honestly, "Please do."
He was very curious about the painting that supposedly predicted his and Mr. Azik's connection a thousand years ago.
(End of Chapter)