A gray mouse... Klein's eyelids twitched. He didn't hesitate to turn back and walk out of the semi-open room, leave the area, head to the master bedroom, and enter the bathroom.
Throughout this process, he moved unhurriedly, as if repeating something he did multiple times every day.
As soon as he locked the bathroom door, Klein immediately took four steps backward, passed through the Gray Fog filled with whispers and roars, and sat down on the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool".
Before that, he had instructed his personal valet, Enyuni, who was standing in the corridor, to whisper a prayer to the "Sea God" Kalvetua.
Using the corresponding points of light, Klein beckoned and pulled the "Sea God Sceptre" into his hand, then extended his vision outward, locking onto the carriage heading to Councilor Macht's mansion, i.e., 39 Böklund Street.
And this time, leaning against the window and leisurely enjoying the street view was no longer a gray mouse, but a young man wearing a silk top hat and a black trench coat.
He had black hair and black eyes, a thin face, a broad forehead, and wore a monocle carved from crystal. With a faint, elusive smile, he was unmistakably the "Blasphemer," the "Angel of Time," the Son of the Creator, Amon!
Although Klein was mentally prepared, his spirits tensed up, and he felt a chill all over.
Amon appeared in his true form, but having stolen the fate of a demigod mouse, in the eyes of everyone, he was just a gray mouse, and no one doubted it.
This was similar to some abilities of his brother, the "Visionary Angel" Adam, which was terrifying the more one thought about it, but the nature was completely different!
If not for the Gray Fog, if not for having a deeper grasp of this place, I wouldn't have discovered it either... Klein, half relieved and half stunned, extended his "vision" outward, looking for Amon's avatars.
Compared to the grafting of fate, the traces of "parasitization" were relatively more distinct.
But this time, Klein found nothing.
Neither the other passengers inside the carriage, nor the horses pulling it, nor the surrounding trees and air, had been "parasitized"!
This was different from what Leonard's old grandpa said... When one Amon appears, shouldn't it be accompanied by many Amons? Did He realize that he had been discovered by the Church of the Night's "Faceless," and suspect that Böklund Street was under surveillance, so He only sent one avatar to investigate? Klein frowned slightly as he guessed, unsure of how to handle the situation.
Of course, he remembered Pallez Zoroast saying that as long as one avatar of Amon was dealt with, He could eliminate all Amons in Backlund. Now that there was only one Amon on Böklund Street, it was a good opportunity to act!
First, listen to this professional's opinion... Klein immediately materialized the figure of "The World" Gehrman Sparrow at the end of the bronze long table, having him pray respectfully and piously:
"Great Mr. Fool, please inform Leonard Mitchell that Amon has appeared at 39 Böklund Street, but there is only one..."
While Gehrman Sparrow was praying, Klein did not let up his surveillance of the carriage. He saw Hazel, wearing a light-colored dress, step down and enter her home.
Amon, wearing a monocle and a black trench coat, followed her calmly without any attempt to conceal himself, yet the footmen and maids were completely oblivious, as if what existed behind Miss Hazel was only air or some inconspicuous creature.
At one point, a maid glanced at the ground, was startled, and was about to scream, but after opening her mouth, she forgot what she was going to do.
Passing through the foyer and heading for the stairs, Amon adjusted the monocle carved from crystal and put His hands into His pockets.
Segmented transparent worms crawled out of Him, slithered in all directions, and then disappeared.
This made Klein, who wielded the "Sea God Sceptre", feel his scalp tingle, and he remembered Pallez Zoroast's description of Amon's "parasitization" ability:
Plague-like infection!
...
Hazel's mood had been very good recently, because her teacher hadn't actually gone mad; everything before was just a trial, and she had passed it.
This gave her a lot of common knowledge about the supernatural world, helped her understand the essence of potions, master the method of digestion, and gain the opportunity to advance to "Decryption Scholar".
Now, she was already a Sequence 7 Beyonder!
So the world had such a wonderful side... I wonder when I can become a demigod, truly leaving the ordinary mortal realm... Hazel glanced at the wall clock, touched her empty stomach, and decided to ask her mother to move up the afternoon tea, since there were no guests.
—She had used the excuse of eating outside for lunch only to bring her teacher back and find an opportunity to act; in reality, she hadn't eaten anything.
Thinking of this, she looked over at her teacher lying on the sofa's fur cushion, seeing the gray mouse raise its front paw and press against its right eye socket.
"Do you need any food?" Hazel asked respectfully.
The mouse put down its paw and answered slowly:
"No need."
"Alright, teacher." Hazel turned around, took several steps, and pulled open the bedroom door.
In the corridor, her personal maid was standing there, leisurely looking at the balcony at the end of the hallway, as if admiring the afternoon sky.
Hazel frowned almost imperceptibly and said:
"Stay here and don't let anyone in to clean."
The personal maid glanced at her, smiled and said:
"Yes, Miss."
Only then did Hazel truly leave the bedroom, go down to the living room on the second floor, and find her mother, Mrs. Liana.