Tingen City, Narcissus Street.
Klein was discussing the latest popular drama with his brother Benson and sister Melissa, and sincerely invited them to go to the grand theater to watch it next Sunday evening.
"I think the newspapers have said enough about it. 'The Count Returns' is definitely a play worth seeing live. It has been performed dozens of times in Beckland, and every performance was sold out. I don't think we should miss this opportunity," Klein, who was lacking in entertainment options, was reluctant to give up. After all, he had been a trendsetter who watched plays in his previous life.
Of course, if it weren't for the need to maintain his image, I would rather go to the tavern to play pool... Well, renting a court to play tennis would also be nice. This is a middle-class leisure activity. With my current physical condition, as long as no extraordinary individuals intrude, I can easily handle most opponents... Well, I'll just think about it for now. I'll re-investigate the people and things related to Lanrusus in the morning, do some fighting practice in the afternoon, and check some red chimney houses before going home in the evening...
I'm really a busy person... Klein thought with a smile.
Seeing that Benson had already been persuaded, Melissa was still a little hesitant. He smiled and added:
"It is said that the most popular supporting character in 'The Count Returns' is a genius mechanic."
"Alright, no matter what, we should go to the grand theater to watch a play at least once." Melissa pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly, but her eyes were much brighter than before.
Klein was about to respond when suddenly, low murmurs filled his ears. His head felt dizzy for a few seconds.
Someone was praying to me... He placed his right hand behind his back and smiled:
"I'll just wait patiently for the opening of the ticket booking date."
"Alright, I'll go to my bedroom to prepare a report."
"We also need to immerse ourselves in the ocean of knowledge. Hopefully, we won't drown in it." Benson chuckled self-deprecatingly and, together with Melissa, turned back to the dining room and sat down.
Klein went up to the second floor, locked the door of his bedroom, sealed the entire room with a spiritual wall, and then walked backward four steps, reciting the incantation, ascending to the mist.
In the majestic palace of the giant's residence, his figure suddenly appeared at the top of the bronze long table, his eyes reflecting a deep red star that was constantly shrinking and expanding.
Klein raised his right hand, spreading his spirituality, touching the star symbolizing "Justice".
With a boom, he saw distorted and blurry images, seeing "Justice" lady wearing a white court dress sitting on a chair in the dark corner, her hands clasped together to press against her forehead that was buried.
Meanwhile, a slightly tender and tense sweet female voice layered and reverberated layer by layer:
"Idiot from this era;"
"You are the mysterious master above the mist;"
"You are the yellow-black king who holds good fortune."
"I pray to your gaze;"
"Pray to your listening;"
...
"At the ball hosted by Duke Negen, I encountered someone who seemed to be Zilinger."
"He was disguised as Baron Grimal, with an unclear purpose."
"I noticed some details that indicated today's Baron Grimal was different from before. This reminded me of Zilinger's extraordinary ability to change one's appearance through that magical item." ...
Klein listened attentively and carefully analyzed, and finally understood what "Justice" had described:
Zilingerus actually used the special ability of "creeping hunger" to sneak into Duke Nigen's ball!
But what he didn't expect was that a noble lady was "the audience", someone who remembered Baron Gramil's previous characteristics as an "audience", and thus unknowingly exposed herself!
What was this guy trying to do? And what should I do? I had experimented with the sacrifice ritual without using spiritual materials for the past couple of days, and discovered that it could create something similar to the "Call Gate", but it couldn't be opened. I was thinking of finding some spiritual materials to buy from the underground trading market to conduct a second experiment... "Justice" would definitely not carry spiritual materials to the ball... Klein thought for about a dozen seconds, and began to respond to "Justice's" request. ......
In the small prayer room of Duke Genin's mansion.
Audrey repeated her prayers several times, then finally stopped, tidied up her clothes, and hurriedly walked towards the door.
She knew she couldn't be gone for too long, otherwise it would worry her father and mother, and they might wrongly judge the situation and respond in an incorrect way.
Standing behind the door, Audrey took a deep breath, with a mixture of anxiety and unease, extended her right hand wearing white sheer gloves, and unlocked the lock.
Leaving the small prayer room, she walked along the corridor back to the "dining room", seeing the guests holding wine glasses and plates getting closer and closer. Suddenly, her vision blurred, and she suddenly noticed that a thick grayish-white fog was spreading around.
In the center of the thick grayish-white fog was an ancient high-backed chair, on which sat a mysterious figure whose face and figure could not be seen clearly, looking down at everything with a mysterious air.
"Mr. Fool!" Audrey almost exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately after, she heard the familiar deep voice:
"I know."
The voice was still echoing, and the gray fog had already disappeared. Audrey's eyes were still on the long tables with food and drinks, and the lively scene of cups and goblets being passed around.
The anxiety and unease in her heart suddenly vanished. She subconsciously straightened her back, looked around confidently, and walked lightly and gracefully into the "dining room" and towards the lounge here. ......
Above the grey mist, within the grand palace.
After responding to "Justice" lady, Klein began to consider how to convey this matter to "The Hangman".
"It's definitely not possible to repeat it myself, as it would be lacking in perspective... There can't be a mysterious being acting as the messenger!" He pondered for several minutes, then suddenly had an idea. He visualized the scene and sounds that "Justice" lady had just prayed for, and transformed them into a movie scene filled with pixelated images.
With a gesture, Klein dropped this repeatedly replayed screen into the deep red star that symbolized "The Hangman". ......
Bekland, Jowood District, St. Wind Cathedral.
In a simple and plain room, "The Hangman" Alge Wilson was studying the recent investigation reports, trying to find any clues about "Zilingerz" in the hurricane.
On the right side of his head, there was a stack of papers filled with distorted "symbols".
Just as Alge leaned back and rubbed his eyes, he suddenly noticed that the scene in front of him became blurry, presenting a thick layer of grayish-white fog.
In the endless fog, there was a high-backed chair that seemed to exist forever, and a vague figure was sitting on it.
"Mr. Fool..." Alge just came up with this thought when he saw that the hazy gray fog had added a blurry figure in a court dress.
She maintained a praying posture and kept speaking:
"I met someone who seemed like Zilingerz at a ball hosted by Duke Negen."
"He disguised himself as Baron Gramil, the purpose was unclear."
"I noticed some details that made today's Baron Gramil different from before, which made me think of Zilingerz's extraordinary ability to change his appearance through that magical item." ...
Alger was initially startled, then a look of joy appeared on his face. He placed his hand on his chest and lowered his head, saying:
"Praise you, Mr. Fool!"
Before he finished speaking, everything he had heard and seen vanished, as if it had never existed.
He gazed at the desk where Rosser's diary and investigation reports were placed. Alge's pupils shrank slightly, and he once again felt the power of the Fool:
This was the Holy Wind Cathedral, the former headquarters of the Storm Church. Although this was over a thousand years ago, it did not prevent the believers from still considering it one of the holy places. However, "Mr. Fool" still "descended" silently and responded...
After a dozen seconds of silence, Alge picked up the items and turned to leave.
He was going to find one of the cardinals of the Storm Church, Bishop of the Beckland Diocese, "The Song of God" Es Snec!
For Alge Wilson, personally killing "Admiral of the Hurricane" Zilingerz was the best outcome, but if it couldn't be done, confirming the other's death was also acceptable! ......
After passing the description of "Justice" to the Hangman, Klein left the mysterious space above the fog and returned to his bedroom.
He didn't rush to remove the spiritual barrier. Instead, he sat down at the desk, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and began to write a letter: "... According to the urgent intelligence I received, Zilinger used the 'Shepherd' ability to transform himself into Baron Grimal, and sneaked into Duke Genning's ball, the purpose of which is not clear yet."
Klein wasn't worried that Mr. Azek suspected him. He was puzzled by what happened in Berkland just now, why people in Tingen City could quickly know about it, because there was such a thing as telegraph in this world.
"I don't know if this will interest you, but I think it's necessary for you to know." Klein quickly concluded and folded the letter paper.
Then, he found that old copper whistle, brought it to his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard.
The huge, terrifying, and illusory white bone messenger appeared again, still standing there, not caring at all that its head had gone into the roof.
Klein resisted the urge to use the "Jester" ability, didn't turn the letter paper into a dagger, and simply threw it to the messenger.
After blowing the copper whistle and ending the summoning, Klein gathered his thoughts and went over the matter in his mind again.
What he could do now was only what he did just now!
Although Klein could also use the "Consecration Ritual" to carry the "Solar Flame Charm" and go to Berkland himself, this was too dangerous, Zilinger was a "Wind Guardian" of sequence 6, and he still had the magical item "The Crawling Hunger", and it was too troublesome, he also had to first transfer the "Solar Flame Charm" onto the mist. It was too easy to damage his image, so he rationally gave up this plan.
"Actually, it's not a big problem. Duke Genning is the largest noble outside the royal family, the big boss behind the Conservative Party. There must be many high-ranking officials and dignitaries among those attending the ball today. If there were no powerful extraordinary beings to protect them, I wouldn't believe it first, and Zilinger second. Um, it's not because of this factor. He doesn't need to disguise himself to sneak in... Since Miss Justice has already discovered it in advance, the nobles have had time to prepare, and the situation won't get too serious and won't get out of control..."
"I wonder how fast Mr. Azek's messenger is. If he can use the interdimensional travel, he still has a chance to catch up with the 'Main Course'. If it's as slow as Ms. Darling's messenger, then we can only wait and see the news to guess the truth later..."
Klein gave a barely visible nod, threw this matter out of his mind, and since he couldn't do more, he didn't have to.