"Don't worry, I'm not bad enough for you to worry about."
Klein lowered his head, wrapped the hanging pendulum back around his wrist, and took out the pocket watch from his chest.
The golden second hand swept across the dial calmly, and most of the worry in Klein's heart had disappeared.
"coincide......"
"What?"
The weak and peaceful voice of "Secret" echoed in Klein's ears again. Sitting upright above the gray mist, "Secret" was suppressing the murmurs of the Heavenly Lord in his body while boredly reading the notes on the corner of his desk, feeling slightly surprised.
"Is it a coincidence that the witch next to Prince Edsac came back here today?"
Klein stroked his cheek and looked at himself in the mirror calmly with his disguised light blue eyes.
The light in the closed bathroom was dim, and although the distance was less than two meters, without deliberately turning on his spiritual vision, Klein, who took off his glasses, could only see his general outline at this time.
The "Secret" above the gray mist let out a long sigh, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly as if sighing, and his mechanically calm tone was mixed with a smile that was either gratifying or helpless.
"You're right, you entered the 0-08 script again."
The suspicion in his heart was confirmed, Klein's chest rose and fell slightly, and his hands hanging on his sides couldn't help but tremble.
He stared at the familiar outline of Miao Hu in the mirror, suppressing the almost uncontrollable surge in his heart and speaking in a low voice.
"Ince Zangwill..."
He thought of the terrifying existence unintentionally revealed behind Prince Edsac's divination, and of the "witch" with a weird attitude in The Golden Rose, and gradually a guess emerged in his mind that even he couldn't believe.
In the Tingen incident, Ince Zangwill, who stole the ashes of Saint Selina and owned 0-08, should have been promoted to demigod by now.
Although in general perception, demigods are enough to be regarded as big figures in the mysterious world, but after coming into contact with "Mystery" and his angels, and knowing many secrets of the Fourth Age, the so-called demigods are no longer worthy of recognition in Klein's eyes.
He became a pawn in the hands of gods and angels, and lost the gorgeous coat that was originally added due to the difference in personality.
"The person behind Prince Edsac...Ince Zangwill turned to her?"
An existence that is called dangerous by "Mystery" is enough to become a backer for level 0 sealed item carriers.
There was deathly silence in the dark bathroom. Above the gray mist, "Mysterious"'s fingers tapped on the long bronze table again and again, thinking about picking out the knowledge that was not suitable for Klein to know yet, leaving only the most common knowledge.
language.
"Don't always look at problems from both sides."
"Secret" stared at the slowly condensing shadow on the other side of the long table, and avoided the gaze cast from behind the monocle that was still difficult to form with disgust.
"Although Ince Zangwill has been hunted by the Church of Dark Night after stealing level 0 sealed objects and betraying the church, for Dark Night herself, this is not a problem that requires her personal attention. Even now, the Church of Dark Night
Zonghe Angel did not take action himself."
"In this case, a demigod who can briefly draw on the power of an angel has too many options."
"You must know that although Loen's mainstream beliefs are night, storm and steam, as for the royal family themselves, their position has always been their own."
"The Augustus family was originally an angel family from the Fourth Age. They were not even devout in their faith in Solomon. Now that they have become the king, how can they still actively surrender to the gods who have gone to the star realm?"
Although the historians of the Fifth Age have always had a vague understanding of the history of the Fourth Age, the families of Augustus, Sauron, Einhorn, and Castile were originally nobles of the Kingdom of the Fourth Age.
This is a fact recognized by the historical community, and even the royal families themselves have not banned or tampered with similar historical consensus.
As a former history student, Klein certainly knew this basic common sense, but when "Mystery" took the initiative, he discovered the possibility that he had previously ignored.
"You mean, Ince Zangwill's real service target now is the Augustus family, the Loen royal family itself?"
The second hand on the pocket watch moved about twice. Klein walked to the sink and let the cold water wet his hands.
"perhaps."
Regarding Klein's guess, "Secret" just smiled slightly, and at the same time, he pressed his hands low and once again dispersed the Miaohu figure condensed on the opposite seat into a mist.
The transparent water flow swirled in the sink and flowed below. Klein shook his hand, and regardless of the moisture and water droplets still remaining, he calmly walked out of the bathroom, stood at the door of the house and looked at the street outside the house through the peephole.
The luxurious carriage with the royal crest painted on the side was gone. On the empty street, there was only an ordinary-looking maid waiting next to an ordinary brown-black carriage.
After flexing his already stiff facial expression, Klein pushed open the door and stared blankly at the disappearing royal carriage. The light blue eyes behind the black plate eyes showed obvious confusion.
"Detective Moriarty, the lady has gone back. She is very sorry that there was an accident during today's trip."
The ordinary-looking maid said to Klein, who was still at a loss, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Sorry, I'm sorry too."
Klein, who pretended to be regretful, shook his head, but found that the maid didn't pay attention to him. After finishing his words, he leaned up and walked into the carriage behind him.
The ordinary carriage slowly drove away from Minsk Street, and until it completely disappeared from the horizon, Klein regained his paralyzed expression, rubbed his stiff cheeks, closed the door with his backhand, and walked directly to the bedroom on the second floor.
.
Accompanied by the sound of gears turning, the orange light of the gas lamp grew from weak to strong, gradually lighting up the bedroom occupied by darkness.
Klein stood behind the tightly drawn curtains. He skillfully took out the coins he carried with him and made sure no one was wandering around. After checking himself, he eagerly took off the human skin mask on his head, moved his cheeks, and established a spiritual connection.
Go against the wall and walk four steps backward to reach the top of the gray mist.
The "Secret" who had just stood up from the position of "The Fool" and occupied the "world" occupied by Tianzun's resurrected spirit, which had been trying to condense the entity, moved his wrist and glanced at the notes and other miscellaneous things beside Klein that seemed to have never been moved.
The body is much more relaxed.
"Is there still any contamination from 'Mr. Door' on that key?"
Klein didn't dwell on things like being dragged back into the script by 0-08, but instead focused on the sealed artifact he had just obtained.
"The essence of sealed objects is the product of the combination of extraordinary characteristics and some items. Of course, it will retain the pollution in the extraordinary person's body during his lifetime. This is common sense."
"Secret" nodded slightly, looked at the solemn face opposite him, reminded him and at the same time couldn't help but make a joke.
"My suggestion is that you'd better not wear this item on your body often, at least not during the full moon."
"Otherwise, the 'magician' lady in the Tarot Club is the best example."
Miss "Magician"?
Klein was a little surprised at first, and then he remembered that Miss "Magician" would hear the whispers from "Mr. Door" every full moon. It was only after joining the Tarot Club that she used the gray fog to isolate the pollution and slowly stayed away.
This kind of pain.
"That key will make the holder hear the murmurs of Mr. Door during the full moon?"
On the way home, Klein, who still thought that the negative effects of the key should not be ignored, frowned and began to hesitate, whether to throw the unheated sealed object directly into the gray fog to avoid a sudden blood moon one day.
I am not an Extraordinary in the "apprentice" path, so I still have to enjoy the nonsense of "Mr. Men" innocently.
But as soon as this idea appeared, Klein quickly denied it and sighed helplessly.
According to the previous language of "Secret", this key will be the key to him avoiding a certain danger in the future. If he doesn't carry it with him, how can he use it?
"Actually, you don't need to pay too much attention to the ravings of 'Mr. Door'. As long as you don't deliberately appear under the full moon with the key, its negative effect will only make people get lost."
"Secret" said nonchalantly, his hands slowly folded in front of him, fingers facing each other.
Don't pay too much attention to what "Mr. Door" said... Klein's mouth twitched when he heard this answer.
That's right, you have tasted the flames of the eternal blazing sun, the projections of mysterious existences, and the ravings of the true Creator. Are you still afraid of the ravings of a king of angels?
He shook his head semi-self-deprecatingly, then remembered the script of 0-08, and unconsciously pointed his finger on the tabletop, raising it rhythmically.
Just like Tingen, he doesn't know what role he plays in the 0-08 script. The only thing that is certain is that due to the false identity forged by "Secret" himself, the other party may not know that he is the one who died.
And the resurrected Klein Moretti was just a minor character who happened to be introduced into the script by Prince Edsac's subordinates. The reason why he was exploited by coincidence today to almost impersonate the dangerous "witch" should be just 0
-08 requires a conflict in the script.
Klein, who was at the top, tried to deduce the coincidence intention of 0-08 today, but found that he had too little information to determine the other party's true purpose.
In a sense, now that I have stepped into the script, even if I really discover some of the secrets that were covered up in it, I will end up being controlled by 0-08 from the "God's perspective" just like Lanerwus's plan.
It's better to reduce your presence as much as possible.
Klein recalled some of the scripts he saw last time with the help of "mysterious" power, and thought about it and asked:
"The ability of 0-08 should have a rough range of effect?"
"Probably the entire Backlund area now, its limit can only control one city."
"Secret" seemed to be thinking of some bad memories and waved his hands in disgust.
But before Klein could continue to ask questions, she blocked Klein's luck.
"Don't think about brushing bugs by running out of its range and coming back later. Although those lizards don't have much talent as dramatists, they are famous for their pettiness."
"Unless you can find a fake identity as perfect as Sherlock Moriarty after running away from Backlund, otherwise you will only be paid extra attention by 0-08 when you come back, causing unnecessary trouble."
Klein, who just had his "wonderful idea", paused visibly, and the corners of his mouth quickly drooped.
"good."
...
Minsk Street.
On the empty street, an elderly gentleman wearing a dark red formal suit and a top hat stared in the direction of the second floor of No. 17. The golden vertical boy shrank slightly, and there was almost no extra emotion.
Angelweed, who hurried back from the ruins on the outskirts of Loen's royal family, withdrew his gaze. The personality avatar carrying his ontological consciousness gradually lost color, and said to himself:
"Which one actually acquiesced to Chick's behavior?"
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