Chapter 1056: The Real "Devil"

After getting a grasp of the situation, Klein looked at the full-body

mirror in the room and asked, "What's the king's secret?"

The surface of the mirror that seemed to lead to another world had

aqueous light ripple before revealing a scene:

It was a ruin that was hidden deep in the darkness, covered in the dust

of history. However, it was completely intact.

Does that mean that the king's secret is in the Blood Emperor's ruins...

Arrodes doesn't dare to answer directly, or is this as much as it can

see? After some deliberation, he said to the magic mirror, "It's your

turn to ask."

The image in the full-body mirror didn't change at all. It only revealed

silver words:

"Great Master, do you have any other questions?"

"Yes." Without standing on ceremony, Klein nodded and asked, "Where is

Saintess of White, Katarina, presently?"

In the mirror, the silver words rapidly faded and disappeared, but the

background didn't change at all. It was still the Blood Emperor ruins.

If not for the word's appearance and disappearance, I would've thought

that this magic mirror "crashed"... Katarina is hiding in the Blood

Emperor's ruins? The real one? Klein nodded thoughtfully.

"It's your turn."

Above the scene, silver words condensed once again:

"Benevolent Master, why don't you leave Backlund?"

That's a good question. I originally had such plans... I originally

investigated the Great Smog of Backlund because of my outrage over the

innocent deaths of the poor like Old Kohler, as well as being lost due

to the shattering of my main goal. Later, I ended up with the identity

as a Blessed of the Goddess. Later on, I tried to prevent a disaster

from happening and prevent the people I know from suffering due to the

ambitions of the powerful and to not drown because of the tides of the

times. I was willing to bear some of the risks...

As for now, knowing that there might be a war that would sweep the

entire world, and discovering that the advancement ritual of Scholar of

Yore is practically "tailor-made" for me, with signs of things being

arranged, I've already come to a realization that I might not be able to

escape even if I tried. Or should I say that I'm unlikely to escape my

destiny even if I were to flee Backlund. In that case, I might as well

take the initiative to face the risk head- on and see if I can figure

out the truth and find a chance to survive, grasping my fate in my own

hands... Klein's thoughts kept churning before they settled.

Following that, he calmly replied, "Leaving can't really solve the

problem."

With that, he asked, "Where is Trissy now?"

The full-body mirror finally changed the depicted scene. This time, it

was pitch-black. Occasionally, thick objects would slip across the

surface.

Arrodes also can't see Trissy's situation... Klein nodded slightly and

said, "It's your turn to ask."

The mirror was filled with aqueous light and wisps of silver formed a

sentence:

"Great Master, I have something to tell you. May I?"

"Go ahead," Klein replied, somewhat curious.

The silver words changed into new words:

You have to be careful with what follows next!"

It even used an exclamation point... Arrodes noticed something

unpleasant? After thinking for a few seconds, Klein said, "What do you

think can threaten me?"

"I don't know. I have a feeling..." Arrodes reorganized its words,

turning them from silver to grayish-white. It was obvious that it meant

to express its sadness and self-reproach.

Without waiting for a reply, new grayish-white words appeared in the

mirror one after another:

"Great Master, I have another scene to show you. Is that okay?"

"Sure," Klein spoke slowly.

The full-body mirror's surface produced ripples as the pitch-black

darkness changed.

It became deeper and deeper, sparkling like diamonds.

This was a beautiful and vast night.

The scene that Arrodes displayed is directed at the Goddess who's

intrinsically the stars, or it's the gaze cast from the cosmos? It seems

like it doesn't dare to express it directly... Klein considered for a

moment and didn't attempt to ask further.

"Let's end it here for today."

"Alright!" The grayish-white words were once again dyed with silver as

the speed at which they appeared had slowed down for some reason. "Great

Master, y-you haven't said that you would summon me, your loyal servant,

Arrodes, again if you have other questions in the future..."

It's a mirror that needs to follow procedure... Klein said in amusement,

"Of course, I'll summon you again when I have other questions."

Yes, Master! Goodbye, Master!" The silver words on the mirror returned

to their normal speed, forming a hand that kept waving.

After everything returned to normal, Klein burned the paper with the

summoning symbols and drew the curtains. He once again stared at the

cold and dark sky.

Empress Borough, in a small Evernight cathedral.

Xio and Fors received Miss Justice's update thanks to Mr. Fool, and they

knew that the problem had been resolved. They roughly understood what

the king's secret was.

"...Truly impressive." Fors, who believed in the God of Steam and

Machinery, opened her eyes in the dark and quiet prayer hall, turned her

head, lowered her voice, and sighed.

She originally wanted to directly say that Mr. World or Gehrman Sparrow

was truly impressive, but she no longer wanted to make such a mistake.

The past week made her feel like she had been in the mysterious world

for more than ten years.

Xio opened her eyes as well, but she first drew a crimson moon on her

chest, a form of showing her penitence towards her disrespect for the

Goddess.

"Yes, that's a..." Before Xio could finish her sentence, the message she

tried to convey reached Fors.

What she wanted to say was that Hvin Rambis was a true demigod, but from

the time she and Fors entered the cathedral, less than ten minutes had

passed; yet, he had been finished off by Gehrman Sparrow.

As saints, there was such a huge gap!

"Perhaps, it's the blessings of an angel..." With her experience in

supernatural events and writing novels, Fors made a vague guess.

As the prayer hall was dark and quiet, making it unsuitable for

communication, Xio didn't directly respond to Fors's words. She nodded,

stood up, and walked into the aisle.

The two of them left the prayer area, and after approaching the door,

Xio exhaled and said, "I really hope that I'll be this powerful one

day..."

"I have such thoughts occasionally too." Fors smiled. "Uh, no matter

what, you've already completed your investigations, haven't you?

Although the so-called secrets are definitely worth digging into, the

outline of the matter is rather clear."

Xio looked at the door ahead of her and fell into a daze for a few

seconds.

"But what's the point? I can't do anything about this matter."

"No, no, no. When it comes to enemies, that person's identity isn't too

lofty. At least, he's someone we can look at directly." Fors seriously

comforted her friend. "When you obtain a qualitative change in strength,

you'll discover that you have the ability to participate in that matter.

At least in matters that don't involve even higher levels."

Fors, who had joined the Tarot Club for quite a long time ago, had

witnessed matters that had been planned by Mr. Fool. "He" had used his

Blessed and the members of the Tarot Club to destroy the descent of the

True Creator, revealed Bansy's secret, obtained a portion of the

authority from the Storm domain, and interfered in the ownership of

0-08. Compared to the angels, King of Angels, and even true gods that

were involved in these matters, King George III alone was indeed nothing

special.

Xio slowly walked to the door and said after a moment of silence, "I

understand what you mean.

"We'll return to the East district. We won't be in a hurry to move. Once

I obtain the Judge potion formula, we'll disappear and go into hiding. I

believe that after today's incident, they probably wouldn't dare to

investigate us."

"That's for sure. They're just lurking in the dark, in spots that cannot

see the light of day," Fors hurriedly echoed before exclaiming, "I only

hope that before we move again, my letter to my teacher can be

delivered,

Xio grabbed her yellow hair and walked out of the church gates as she

said in a serious manner, "After I get the formula, I'll buy that button

and try to advance as quickly as possible."

"Not bad. You've recovered your fighting spirit," Fors teased with a

smile.

Xio didn't say another word as she continued proceeding forward with a

solemn expression.

After walking a few dozen steps, she suddenly stopped and said without

turning her head, "I d-don't think I have enough money to buy that

button. When the time comes, lend me a little...

"I'll definitely return it."

Fors was taken aback for a second before chortling.

"Okay.

"If my guess is correct, I should be able to get the subsequent items

from my teacher."

Thursday afternoon. Using the excuse of having some rest, Klein returned

to the master bedroom and entered the bathroom. He took four steps

counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog.

He believed that the glass bottle that was filled with the "potion" had

already finished absorbing it.

Sitting at the high-back chair of The Fool, he waved his hand and

removed the isolation barrier, pulling his target over.

The transparent glass bottle was already stained with a dark color. It

had a mesh pattern on its surface which shimmered slightly, giving off

an artistic flair.

It was empty inside, with not a single drop of the potion remaining. The

spacious bottle's mouth was covered with a layer of mist that glowed. It

made Klein feel as though his gaze was being sucked in the moment it

landed upon the mouth of the bottle.

A voice sounded from the bottle:

"By throwing in a hundred gold coins in it, you can fulfill a wish...

"By throwing in a hundred gold coins in it, you can fulfill a wish..."

Who did you learn this from... I have to say, this monotonous statement

does have some hypnotic effect... Throwing in a hundred gold coins would

be akin to opening the doors of the Body of Heart and Mind and becoming

the bottle's slave... Klein did a simple analysis before beckoning for

the Unshadowed Crucifix. Using the pressure brought about by the gray

fog, he stuffed it into the bottle's mouth.

"You devil!" The voice in the bottle screamed shrilly before it was

miserably blocked by the gray fog.