'Indeed, the tea party's events have spread beyond the Abraham family's gossip books…' Lynn thought with satisfaction while pondering whether to invite the Night Emperor and the Sanguine Queen to the next gathering. This way, it would be interesting to see Emlyn's reaction when he discovers related records in ancient texts.
'However, if there were to be another invitation, it would only be after my trip to the Trunsoest Empire…' Lynn added in his heart. He was not planning to host a second tea party until after his journey to the Trunsoest Empire to confront the Eternal Blazing Sun and seize the uniqueness of the Paragon.
There was no need to be in a hurry for that.
Klein thought about the "Divine Message" he received at the Harvest Church, muttering internally, "So, this is really a gathering that started in the Fourth Epoch. I wonder who else will be attending…"
Emlyn, unaware of the divine message, looked at the two of them in confusion and asked, "Why did you suddenly stop talking?"
"It's just a bit overwhelming…" Lynn responded perfunctorily, then asked, "Besides that, have you seen any other records about Libert Abraham?"
"No, that's all. I stumbled upon it in ancient texts. He's not a significant figure among us Sanguine, so I didn't research him specifically," Emlyn shrugged.
"Sigh, forget it. There probably wasn't much recorded anyway," Lynn sighed.
Klein gave a reassuring look to his little partner, knowing that with Emlyn present, some things couldn't be discussed in detail. So he said, "We have nothing more here, Mr. Emlyn. Let's take you home now."
"Huh?" Emlyn was stunned and asked, "We're leaving already?"
"What else?" Klein glanced at Emlyn.
Emlyn frowned, seemingly wanting to say something, but after opening his mouth, he closed it without a word. Finally, he muttered, "Then take me home…"
He could tell that these two seemingly ordinary detectives clearly had secrets. Otherwise, they wouldn't be connected to the Abraham family, Mr. Door, and the angel just now.
'But it didn't seem to concern me since it's unrelated to the Sanguine…' Emlyn thought, deciding to push these doubts aside and return to his usual calm demeanor.
Seeing that Emlyn had no intention of probing further, Klein, who had been ready to deceive, couldn't help but laugh.
It seems that Mr. Sanguine got lost in the church not just because of the Master Key but because he might be a carefree person.
But Klein didn't dislike such people.
The three quickly took a public carriage and returned Emlyn to his residence. During the trip, Klein remembered that his neighbor, Mrs. Doris, wasn't feeling well, so he invited Emlyn to visit her and exchanged addresses.
When Emlyn finally embraced his beloved dolls again, Lynn and Klein returned to 15 Minsk Street.
Both sat on the living room sofa, one busy making tea, the other sipping coffee slowly.
"So, do you really plan to have Miss Fors manage the Abraham family as a divine envoy?" Lynn suddenly asked after Klein finished making tea.
"It depends on whether Miss Fors is willing," Klein sighed and couldn't help but joke, "I still feel queasy about this. How did we suddenly skip to managing the Abraham family when we were discussing how to gather information on them just yesterday…"
"I feel the same. Maybe it's Fate…" Lynn nodded sympathetically, his gaze falling on the Master Key lying quietly on the coffee table. After a moment of silence, he said, "But more than the Abraham family, I want to talk to Mr. Door."
"I want to talk to Mr. Door too, but we just experienced the blood moon yesterday, and it'll be a while until the next full moon…" Klein also looked at the Master Key and then suggested, "Perhaps we can borrow the Scarlet Lunar Corona from Miss Sharron?"
"Oh, right. That thing can create a full moon environment," Lynn said, as if he had just realized it.
"Miss Sharron and Maric should still be at the Brave Bar. We can go find them this afternoon, but I'm not sure they'll lend it to us," Klein said uncertainly.
The Scarlet Lunar Corona is a special sealed artifact, specifically for the Temperance Faction. Sharron and Maric might not be willing to lend it.
"I think they will, given who stands behind us!" Lynn said, rubbing his chin.
Klein recalled how obedient Sharron and Maric were in front of the angelic figure and fell silent.
Lynn then added, "If it's just the full moon environment, I remember the Sanguine have a spell to create it. If we can't borrow the Scarlet Lunar Corona, we can ask Emlyn if he has such a spell scroll or charm."
…
While Klein in the Fifth Epoch was preparing to call Mr. Door, Lynn in the Fourth Epoch, juggling multiple accounts, shifted his focus to his second account. He went to Bethel's study door and knocked.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Inside the study, Mr. Door, handling the Abraham family affairs, was momentarily stunned, almost instinctively rubbing his temples.
He knew who was knocking but couldn't understand why this troublemaker, who had just hosted a gods' tea party, was here again.
Recalling the recent events caused by Lynn, Bethel felt a headache. Even the dull documents seemed lovely.
If possible, he wanted to quietly handle paperwork all afternoon.
Even the King of Angels has limits to their stress tolerance. Bethel felt he needed a good rest, even if just for an afternoon.
But reality forced Bethel to put down his documents, stand up, and open the study door.
"What is it?" Bethel asked, ready for a surprise.
To his surprise, Lynn looked unusually serious.
"Bethel, I need to check your soul's condition," Lynn said.
(End of Chapter)
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