"Someone will break in midway, someone will break in midway..."
After silently reciting it seven times in his mind, the coin in his hand bounced high, and as it landed on the palm of his hand with the back side up, Klein nodded slightly.
"The back side means negation."
Stuffing a one-penny coin into his pocket, Klein sat in front of the puppet and walked four steps backward to reach above the gray fog. He planned to try divination above the gray fog first. If it didn't work, he would try to divination the person.
Occasionally there is gray fog.
Standing on the top of the long bronze table, Klein looked down at his body through the gray fog and took the doll into his eyes. Then, he clearly saw that there seemed to be a "spirit" living inside the doll.
.
That is a very weak spirit.
It's hard to say how this spirit should be classified, because it is not as twisted as the undead spirits that we have seen before, nor does it have various characteristics like the natural spirits that Old Neil introduced, but it is a kind of... well, pure and shapeless.
, just like a faint point of light, lodged in the doll.
"Characteristics of being alive? It doesn't look like it!" Klein looked at the "spirit" condescendingly but couldn't find any clues. In the end, he decided to put the spirit issue aside for now.
Although the divination result showed that Miss Magician would not break in halfway, no one knew how long the divination time span was. Klein no longer delayed, and immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote down a line of text——
"The origin of the doll in front of me."
After grabbing the note and reciting the divination sentence silently seven times, Klein's eyes turned dark. He suddenly leaned back and fell into a deep sleep, while his consciousness entered a hazy dream...
A pair of slender and elegant hands are mixing the clay and adding sugar, spices, and some delicious hydrosols and essential oils to it.
With this process, the clay is slowly kneaded into a ball, and under the guidance of a certain force, it shows a color like skin.
The hands quickly kneaded the clay into the desired shape, and then placed it on a furnace that was only as big as a palm, but could emit terrifying firepower.
Faces, hands, legs, the parts of the doll were arranged on the table by those hands. Then, a sledgehammer suddenly fell, smashing most of them to pieces, leaving only a few.
The flawless parts were put together by him.
Klein saw the hands putting on the dress and armor of the host doll, applying eye makeup, inserting hair into the hair, and tying the hairstyle. But as the screen slowly turned, the owner of the hands was about to be exposed.
At that moment, a white mist suddenly filled the field of vision, blocking all Klein's observations.
"White mist!" Klein suddenly woke up from his dream, muttered with a strange expression on his face, and suddenly understood in his heart:
"Sure enough, it has something to do with Mr. Devil! So, the intelligence dealer who gave the doll to Miss Magician's 'friend' is Mr. Devil? But why did he do this?"
New doubts arose in Klein's heart, and he immediately wrote down the divination sentence again——
"This doll is dangerous."
This time, it used the pendulum method for divination. After seven repetitions, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a pendulum that was constantly rotating counterclockwise.
The divination above the gray fog blocks all influences. If it is disturbed, the pendulum will not move at all, or it will fluctuate. The current situation can only mean one thing.
That's it, this doll is really not dangerous at all.
This is so strange!
How could an extraordinary object with a spirit in it be without danger at all, right?
Klein thought for a while and wrote the third divination statement——
"What this doll does."
The dream unfolded again, but this time, his vision was no longer as restricted as before, because his perspective appeared directly on the street.
Klein saw a girl who was about 1.5 meters tall and had a sense of majesty that was inconsistent with her appearance. She was holding a "huge" doll and walking quickly on the street. It should be the morning rush hour, but on the road
The pedestrians seemed not to notice the girl holding the doll at all.
He was so anxious all the way, and after a while, he came to a restaurant where you could imagine the expensive dishes from the appearance.
The girl got into the alley, went around to the back of the restaurant, then climbed up to the second floor with the help of the wall, found an inconspicuous location, and placed the doll down.
Next, the doll just stayed there, while the surrounding scenery began to pass at an extremely fast speed.
It wasn't until evening that the girl appeared next to the doll again. As if she breathed a sigh of relief, she picked it up again and trotted back home.
The dream was now broken, and Klein woke up again, but he still recalled the whisper that came to his ears when the scene was about to play out——
"tasty!"
"I want to eat more!"
"To stay in shape... well, I'd better eat a little."
"It's delicious, but it's a bit too expensive. However, it's good to be extravagant once in a while..."
…
"Is this doll collecting the emotions of ordinary people eating?" Klein made a reasonable guess based on the voice he heard, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
As a keyboard expert who has never watched animation, but has seen many mad remixes, he vaguely remembers this character who is called "my king", "stupid king", and "quilt king". He seems to often refer to him as
The image of a foodie appears.
"Is this also a kind of aggregation?" Klein suddenly felt a little funny. How could an anime character from another world be able to aggregate emotions?
However, he did not delve into the "why", because what really deserves attention is "what to do".
There is no doubt that Mr. Devil is collecting the diners' lost emotions.
This is also in line with what Miss Magic said, asking her friends to take the puppets to major well-known restaurants and entertainment venues.
Judging from the conclusions of dream divination and pendulum divination, this kind of collection should have no impact on ordinary people, at least in the short term. Then the remaining question is...
What does Mr. Devil want to do by collecting these emotions?
Every time like this, Klein would lament his lack of occult knowledge, sigh slightly, and try to write down divination sentences such as "The purpose of appetite emotions", but he didn't know whether it was due to interference or lack of knowledge.
Given sufficient conditions, these divination predictions will, without exception, be fruitless.
"Should we ask Mr. Demon directly?" Klein had this thought, but then shook his head. Whether as a Fool or as a Fool's Favorite, he was not suitable to directly ask Mr. Demon.
But at least for now, the doll itself is harmless.
After confirming this, Klein returned to reality, rearranged his clothes, removed the isolation of the spiritual wall, and said towards the direction of the study: