Chapter 1020: Means of a Demoness

As his thoughts raced, Klein suddenly switched positions with his valet,

Enuni, who was in the opposite room.

And under a grapevine 150 meters from the manor's main building, a

slowly crawling centipede suddenly stiffened before it relaxed.

Almost at the same time, its body vanished from its location. Dwayne

Dantè in his blue and white checkered pajamas had appeared.

Klein had swapped places with his marionette again!

He decided to use this method to secretly tail Qonas Kilgor and figure

out where he was going or what he was planning on doing.

Although he could only "move" 150 meters a time, and it took two to

three seconds in between "moves" due to the process of turning the

target into a marionette, this was more concealed compared to Flaming

Jump or Teleport. It made it difficult for Qonas Kilgor to detect him.

After all, he was dealing with a demigod. Even in domains where one's

spiritual intuition wasn't the best, a demigod wasn't to be

underestimated!

By the same logic, Klein didn't rely on Creeping Hunger to hide in the

shadows. This was because it was relatively slow even though it

concealed him rather well. It was impossible for him to catch up to the

demigod.

Under the dark night sky, from Maygur Manor to the south bank of the

Tussock River, the rats, snakes, spiders, fish that were active in that

stretch of land stiffened up and turned sluggish.

They were converted into marionettes one after another. With their help,

Klein constantly "moved" without causing a stir. Soon, he arrived at the

south bank of the Tussock River, and after catching up to Qonas Kilgor,

he maintained a distance of one kilometer.

To a Bizarro Sorcerer, even if a marionette were to go beyond his range

of control, it wouldn't immediately escape from its controlled state or

die immediately. Without a Bizarro Sorcerer's consciousness as a

catalyst, this process was rather slow and needed nearly ten minutes.

Therefore, Klein wasn't worried that he would lose Enuni, who was lying

in bed, while he did his tailing. As long as he returned within ten

minutes, he could continue controlling his marionette.

Silently, Klein followed Qonas Kilgor as they went upstream. Passing

through the dense forest, they climbed up a mountain beside the bank.

At this moment, Qonas Kilgor, who wasn't wearing a vest or coat,

suddenly stopped. He checked his surroundings and widened the range of

his search as though he was trying to claim his territory.

Upon seeing this, Klein didn't dare stay any longer. He immediately

switched places with his marionettes and retreated repeatedly, pulling

away to a distance of nearly three kilometers from the deputy director

of MI9.

At this moment, he gave up control of the marionettes ahead of him. The

death of a few bugs wouldn't incur any suspicion.

This was all too common in the outskirts and in the forests!

*King of the Five Seas Nast can create a fighting environment that's

favorable for him. Will Qonas Kilgor, who's also a Black Emperor pathway

demigod, have the ability to demarcate such a region. He can change,

boost, and use certain rules and make whoever tails him expose

themselves without being able to hide? It's very possible!*

Klein warily took out a gold coin he placed in his pajama pocket. He ran

it through his fingers and flipped it.

This time, he deliberately controlled his strength and didn't produce a

flicking sound. The gold coin flew up in silence and landed in his palm.

Without needing to look down, the gold coin's face was naturally

reflected in his mind.

It was heads!

This meant that the anomaly ahead contained extreme danger!

*As expected of a demigod. Such abilities sure are enviable... However,

do you think you can avoid my "tailing"?* Klein scoffed inwardly

and found an abnormally secluded spot and made himself turn into Gehrman

Sparrow.

Following that, he clasped his hands and pressed it to his mouth,

whispering:

"Blessed of the sea and spirit world, guardian of the Rorsted

Archipelago, ruler of the undersea creatures, master of tsunamis and

storms, the great Kalvetua..."

After praying, Klein immediately took four steps counterclockwise and

arrived above the gray fog. He sat at The Fool's seat and beckoned for

the bone scepter with blue gems embedded at its tip.

Then, with the help of his prayer, he utilized the Sea God Scepter's

responding to believers and saw the area around Gehrman Sparrow.

He then raised his field of view and took in the surrounding area. Using

this as the origin, he expanded his vision to five nautical miles. This

was the limit of what the Sea God Scepter could observe with the help of

its believers.

And this way, the area where Qonas Klein had designated---one that no

object could escape his notice---appeared in Klein's vision.

In the dock area, inside a warehouse with plenty of goods.

"Love..." After Trissy chuckled, her figure grew faint as though she was

bathed in the luster of a lake at night.

In the blink of an eye, Trissy, who had been bound tightly with layers

of silk by Demoness of Unaging Katarina Pellè, turned into an illusory

mirror.

It was a full-body mirror taller than a person. Aqueous light shimmered

within as a ghostly halo grew out of it as though it was a door leading

to another world.

At that moment, it didn't reflect the scene in front of it. Instead, it

outlined a room.

The room was dimly lit. The bed and furniture had been diced up into

countless small pieces which were scattered everywhere. Only the central

region was spick and span.

Trissy stood there, wearing a dark black dress. Her hair cascaded down

smoothly as it fluttered in the wind, accentuating her face's abnormal

fairness. She looked like a female ghost as spoken in folk tales.

She wasn't actually present and was using the illusory mirror to project

her figure and strength remotely. It was as though everything was real.

Therefore, she wasn't flustered at all when she was being controlled and

hunted.

Upon seeing this scene, Katarina Pellè, who wore simple and holy white

robes, didn't hesitate to let out a shriek.

Invisible waves quickly spread out as her hair flared up, each strand

clear and distinct. They were thick and dyed with a grayish-white color.

The illusory full-body mirror suddenly vibrated and shook as though it

was on the brink of breaking apart.

And in the messy room it reflected, the fragments of the bed, desk, and

chairs turned grayish-white, losing their luster as though they were

rocks.

The brownish-yellow floor in front of Trissy turned into grayish-white

rocks as it quickly extended towards the only human in the room like a

surging tidal wave.

Trissy didn't attempt to resist as she turned around and waved her hand

back while leaping towards the open window.

In midair, invisible spider webs that belonged to her phased into

existence. They turned dark as they spread towards the grayish-white

colors.

At the same time, the dark and profound full-body mirror produced one

crack after another. Amidst illusory shattering sounds, it broke apart

and vanished.

However, before the full-body mirror completely vanished, the

grayish-white colors receded in a strange manner inside the petrified

room, materializing into a figure.

The figure wore a simple, holy white robe and had luscious raven-black

hair. She looked both mature and innocent, as though she had a pair of

profound and childlike blue eyes. She was Demoness of Unaging Katarina

who had just been inside the warehouse a moment ago.

Viscount Stratford could no longer see the situation inside the

"opposite" room once the ghostly glow dissipated.

He retracted his gaze and cast it onto Shermane. He wore a mixed look in

his eyes before he recovered.

"Trissy really was patient. To deal with me, she actually spent months

to nurture a new Demoness." Viscount Stratford shook his head with a

chuckle. "What did she want you to gain from me?"

At that moment, with Trissy's connection being severed, the spider webs

around Shermane had loosened. They were unable to bind her and restrict

her freedom.

This beautiful girl wore a blank expression as she replied with a vacant

look in her eyes, "She wanted me to know who you are truly loyal to."

Without waiting for Viscount Stratford to say a word, she asked

hesitantly, her eyes making it obvious that she had difficulty finding

the words:

"How many of those promises that you made to me were real?"

Viscount Stratford was taken aback before he chuckled.

"You're probably the most silly and most naive Demoness I've ever

met..."

Shermane's expression froze on her face as the glimmer in her eyes that

she found so hard to regain faded bit by bit.

Outside the warehouse, Xio and Fors were hiding in the shadows,

observing the silent target area.

They had followed Viscount Stratford here!

Their patience had paid off, as they discovered this captain of the

royal guards secretly leaving his mansion in the dead of the night,

rushing to the dock area near the Backlund Bridge.

Using Xio's power as a Sheriff, they followed him all the way here by

keeping a huge distance between them. They had also confirmed that he

had entered the warehouse in front of them.

In addition, they also sensed that Viscount Stratford's condition had

worsened as though he had been injured.

"Actually, we had the opportunity to take action while on our way

here..." Fors looked at the warehouse's entrance and murmured.

Xio replied without looking at her, "But you said it yourself that you

have a nagging feeling that things aren't that simple and wanted to

wait."

"This might be the intuition of an Astrologer. It might also be an act

of procrastination..." Fors replied in a self-deprecating manner.

They didn't say anything more as silence ruled once more. They continued

waiting patiently.

At this moment, a pitch-black flame was ignited on the rammed earth in

front of them.

The strange flames rapidly dispersed and kept close to the ground as it

swept away. It then outlined a row of Loenese text:

"This is the chance you've been longing for."

Xio's and Fors's pupils dilated at the same time. Then, they looked at

each other, at a loss for words.

After a few seconds, Fors finally couldn't help but ask, "What do we

do?"